Once you had finished paying your respects, you returned to the ship Adam provided. Seras followed soon after, with Pip in tow. With that done, you notified the pilot it was time to visit some family. This was going to be fun, especially if some of them are stuck up assholes. But there was something nagging at the back of your head, and you began racking it for answers.
Oh god Quillpenn! Penntree? Quillwood? It was Quilltree or some other name, but in the name of Sir Integra Fairbrooks Wingates Hellsing, you will NOT let her family end up like that fat guy who just wanted to make youtube videos. The one related to Quilltree, or whatever his name was. Dear god it's been too long, maybe you should meet the family to see what happened since then.
If that has happened, then you're considering burning their home to the ground for the insult to Integra. Seriously, she'd probably jump right out of the grave to knock some sense into them.
Just imagining the sight made you chuckle a little, an old Integra rising from the grave to preserve her legacy.
As you were thinking of Integra's family, Seras was busy fiddling with something she stole from Adam's palace. Some sort of spear with a gun at the end of it, sounds like something Iscariot would think up. It was interesting watching her mess with all the intricate pieces of the Gun Spear, and Pip thought so too considering he was hanging over her shoulder like a curious partner.
The pilot notified you that the ship was about to land, and something about 'the Omnissiah's light guide you'. Whatever that meant, you wished him good luck with the Big-O and walked up to the Hellsing (New) Estate.
It was just as you imagined it, gothic architecture, the occasional gargoyle, and the Hellsing Family Coat of Arms above the doorway.
Perfect!
Walking up to the door, you were about to knock when someone opened it. It was an older gentleman, wearing a dark olive dress uniform and a gold and silver beard. His left eye was missing, and he was wearing a green beret. In his hand was a large caliber pistol, around .50 AE or a bit bigger if you had to hazard a guess.
"State your business traveler, you're on the grounds of Tempestor...Well, former Tempestor Michael Arkwright Hellsing." There was a bitter tone when he recalled that he was retired, but you managed to charm him into letting you in.
"Now now, I am not a threat, and neither is Seras." There was a small smile on your face, and you stuck your hand out. "I'm an old friend of the family, Vlad Tepes of Wallachia, otherwise known as Alucard or the 'Crimson Fucker' if you're feeling vulgar." Michael lowered his pistol, shaking your hand and giving you a cautious look.
"Don't recall grandfather or great grandfather mentioning you, how old?" Well...This could take some time to explain, maybe you should start from the beginning, and have all the kids here.
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-[] Give him and the family the footnotes, get him up to speed.
-[] Tell him to relax, grab some popcorn, and allow you to explain everything for the next...Three and a half hours.
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