Chapter: the meeting

Disc: So none of this is mine and I don't make any money. Except Drake, I invented him myself * be proud *

Originally the main chara was Kira, but I replaced her with Drake because I want to make a love story out of it and I have an aversion to women's bodies, it's just going to be a guy ^^ And I don't care if someone comes here and my aluminum is not gay and that is disgusting.
As I said, MY ideas and MY sick brain and MY Alu, if only in my dreams ^^
So now enough babbling, I still have to change a few things and keep writing
* bustling away *

"Lady Integra, and a freak was reported with a large number of Gouhls. He is currently in Trafalgar Square."
"All right Walter. Tell Alucard to take care of him."
"Yes:" The butler left Lady Hellsing's office quickly and quietly and made his way to the basement. From days of rain, the old bare stone walls were streaked with moisture, it smelled musty and was stuffy.A tall man in a red coat with a hat and sunglasses emerged from the walls.
"Ahhh, Master Alucard, you have been commissioned to take care of an unworthy freak."
"This is great news Walter. I was bored anyway." And then the vampire disappeared back into the wall. Within a few minutes he was at the destination. It was still raining and the pale moonlight, which could break through the clouds from time to time, made the otherwise busy place eerie and empty. Alucard would have expected to face many opponents, but instead he only found blood and dust, if it had not already been washed away by the heavy rain. Although there was no one on the pitch, Alucard could feel an aura. An aura like no other. A vampire? Somehow yes, and yet there was something else. Something demonic and so he got to the bottom of it.

He struck gold on the roof of a nearby church. Between all the gargoyles he saw a trembling and soaked figure."What do you want?"
“Oh, it's very rare for anyone to spot me.” Alucard stepped away from the shadows and stepped closer. He recognized a strange-looking young man, no older than 20 in appearance. Instead of fingers, he had three claws and his ears were pointed like an elf's. A heavy, black leather coat seemed to be hiding something, because strange contours were visible underneath.
He had his legs drawn close to his body. Tears of wet white hair hung down his face and with his sad white eyes he stared out into the night.

Alucard looked at him more closely and saw that his clothes were stained with blood. It was partly the freak's blood that he smelled exactly. The other part came from him and drew a wide variety of shapes on the stone floor before it seeped into a crack. However, his blood was black as night. The vampire had never seen anything like it. He was fascinated by him and wondered what he could be.Alucard didn't have to be a doctor to see that the stranger was badly injured.
“You should get this treated.” There was real concern in his voice. But that was of little interest to the stranger. He continued to stare out into the rain, as if trying to count the raindrops. Only when the Nosferatu wanted to touch his shoulder did he jump up. Now you could see the wound, which had started to bleed even more. A large piece of metal had pierced his hip.
"Leave me alone, I'm fine ...", but he couldn't finish his sentence. His legs failed and he fell over like a stone, waiting to hit the hard stone floor. –May I finally die now? - But he was caught. Alucard held him tight and wrapped him in his coat to take him to the Hellsing estate.
When he arrived at his destination, he put his "appendage" on his coffin. The white cover was immediately given a black pattern. Alucard made his way to Walter quickly and ignored Seras, who greeted him in the hallway.“Uh, master, what have you got?” But from Alucard you could only see the red coat that disappeared around the corner. Seras knew that her Master was strange, but she had never seen anything like it either. She crept into his room to satisfy her curiosity. In his room there was only a table with a chair and his shiny black coffin. Seras had decorated her room with posters to make it at least a little homely, but her master didn't like that. Why, if he spent all day spying on other people. The lid of the coffin lay on the floor and exposed the stranger. Meanwhile, he also seemed to have a fever, because his body did not come to rest from a tremendous chills.
"Miss Victoria, would you please let me through?" Seras, who was still staring at the figure, only noticed Walter after he spoke to her and made room for him.

Where did the butler have the peculiarity of sneaking up so that not even a vampire could see him?Well Seras had other thoughts than worrying about something like that.
Walter eyed the figure lying in the coffin very closely and immediately realized that the situation was serious. Seras was instructed to get various necessary bandages and disinfectants, while Alucard only appeared behind Walter to take a closer look at the stranger.
"Master Alucard, I need your help." "What? What for?"
The butler only explained to the vampire that the cloak was disturbing and that as a frail old man he was probably not able to peel this strongly trembling and bleeding something out of the cloak. Grumbling, the vampire freed the patient from the garment and the mystery of the strange contours was solved. Out of a mixture of amazement and disbelief, the two now stared at the bone structure that was being revealed on the boy's back.
Walter looked at it very carefully and with some very astonished "Ohhs" and "hmmms" he felt the sensitive bones and the leather skins.Out of sheer curiosity, Walter tugged on a part of the leather skin and brought out a magnificent black grand piano. “And you mean he's a vampire?” The old man looked questioningly at Alucard, who was just astonished. "Yes, somehow, but then again apparently not, I just know that I've never seen anything like it." Before he took a closer look at the stranger's anatomy, he looked at the wound. The metal fragment had bored deep into her hip and since he had apparently made no move to remove it, it festered considerably and the wound did not close, so that it was bleeding incessantly. Walter wanted to pull it out carefully because it was partly grown in again, but when he got to work on it, he caused the vampire so much pain that he was crazy about it with his claws. Fortunately, Walter wasn't quite that rusty yet and dodged it in a flash, because he hit him but only hit the wall, in which there was a huge scratch.Alucard and Seras, who meanwhile came back with a huge first-aid kit, were then ordered by Walter to hold onto the wriggling something.
Seras tried to keep his legs calm and Alucard took care of the poor and had to be careful that the razor-sharp claws didn't make him a head shorter. Not that it bothered him, but it was annoying and he would have had a stiff neck for days. The vampire had a hell of a lot of power for such a little guy and even the No Life King seemed to have trouble holding him:
Then Walter came along too. He grasped the forearm-length fragment of metal and concentrated briefly, only to pull it out of his body shortly afterwards.
He reared up in pain and screamed the whole Hellsing mansion together. Alucard and Co. could only hope that Integra didn't hear anything, because they knew exactly what she thought of strangers in their home.
Much of the pain overwhelmed the boy and returned to a deep swoon.He didn't notice how Walter cleaned and disinfected the wound. Alucard and Seras let go of him and freed him from his blood-smeared clothes. His entire body was covered in scars ... barely visible due to the almost white skin, but you could see it.
Since there was no other accommodation for the little one, he was simply quartered with him without Alucard's consent.
"Master Alucard you brought him here, so don't be like that"
Walter packed up the bandages and had Seras fetch an additional blood supply for the little one before he left the big and the little vampire alone.
Alucard was bored, as he had often been since defeating Incognito. There were no more freaks and Anderson hadn't shown up for a long time either. Sometimes he was even so bored that he had found fun annoying Integra and driving her crazy by constantly looking over her shoulder.But he didn't feel like doing that now.
Sighing, he looked at the something in the coffin. He still found it strange and wondered if it really was a vampire. Was it friend or foe?
At the moment he didn't care. He just wanted his coffin. He carefully placed his hat and sunglasses on the table and pushed the boy aside. When he was sure that he wouldn't wake up, he squeezed himself next to him. He had already begged in front of Integra that he would get a new coffin, but of course she was too stingy for that. Although the part was now too small.
Since his fight with Incognito, the good one was a little bigger, only God knew why, and thus could no longer lie stretched out in the thing.
Stupid Integra ... he cursed her inwardly and yet it was his mistress that he wanted to protect and that although she was always so icy to him, treated him like a lap dog. He didn't mind that she didn't hug him every time they saw each other, but something like friendship wouldn't be too much to ask ...He was torn from his thoughts because his guest suddenly snuggled up to him.
He tried to push it away, but it failed. The kid's body was just as cold as his own. Somehow he found it fascinating and gently stroked the fine wings again. They felt like old leather and despite the pitch black skins you could see the fine blood vessels shining through. The little one slept happily and although Alucard was annoyed by the proximity, he let him. He also wanted to sleep and a short time later was in the restful darkness of a deep sleep.
Drake woke up alone the next morning and he didn't know where