Hellsing: New Generation

Letter from My Daughter

Last time
Milo sits at his desk filing out paperwork. He hears a ping from his laptop. He just received an email from his daughter. He opens it.

~Dear Sir Milo Raynott,

           Thank you for contacting me. I always thought that you didn't exist. Mother never talked about you so I never brought it up. I thought about it and, yes I would like to meet up with you. If you would like to come to London and stay a week or two that would be okay. My butler Phillip will be in contact with you at the bottom below to schedule. Until then, Sir.

                                                                                      ~Sincerely, Clarice Judith Ann Hellsing.

Milo chuckles out loud. His butler, Terran comes in, "Master is everything ok."

"Terran, prepare a trip to London in four days time. I have a daughter to meet."

~Letter from My Daughter~

Claire was pacing back and forth in her office, a trait she inherited from her mother when she is stressed. Meeting her father was something she never thought about. She never even knew he knew about him. Just though he was a random guy not interested in raising a child or a random donor her mother found.

Phillip walks in to see the state of Lady Clarice, walking back and forth, he walks past her and set her tea down on her desks, "My Lady, please calm down. You are fretting over nothing. Your father wants to be with you for years to come. Getting to know him will be better in the long run. He wants to meet you just as much as you do."

Clarice looks at her butler and glares, "Yes I know that already. That doesn't make me any less nervous."

Phillip shakes his head as he left the room. He comes face to face with President Abram.

"Evening Young Phillip. Is it okay for me to go in and have a chat with the Little Miss?" questioned Abram.

Phillip bows, "Yes sir, although she is a little on edge. She is meeting her biological father soon. Proceed with caution." He then walks away.

Abram watches him walk away then he looked at the door of Clarice's Office, "My Lord be with me." He knocks on the door and waited until he her a smooth, "Enter." He walks in and greets, "Hello Little Miss, may we have a chat."

Clarice looks at the man and sits down in her chair, "What can I do for you, President."

Abram sat in one of the chairs in her office, "I was wondering if Yulian can stay here for a year to train and learn about other supernaturals. Him being a fire and electric werewolf, it might give him some insight on how to spot them."

Clarice upon hearing Yulian's name blushes a little. Ever since he came here he has been staring at her with intent. No Clarice stop thinking like that.

"That is fine. You said that he was a fire and electric werewolf. I assume the electric is from his mother."

Abram smiles, "Yes. He is a bright young man. I hope you will take care of him for me, young miss. In more ways than one." He wags his eyebrows.

Clarice blushes, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Abram laughs, "Oh please! You don't think I know about yours and Yulian's constant stares, you gently touching his shoulder and him grabbing some of your hair gently. You two are too cute. If you get together, England and Russia will be a great alliance."

Clarice looks away, "Isn't he your heir."

Abram chuckles, "Russian rule is different than British rule. He doesn't have to be President if I step down. It's all about who runs for the candidacy. Besides I just became President, I still have 3 and a half more years. If he wants to be by your side, I will not deny him that luxury. Besides you too look very good together."

There was a knock on the door. Clarice allows entrance. Yulian walks in.

Yulian speaks, "You called for me father."

Abram looks at his son, "First of all, say hello to the young miss, don't be rude."

Yulian looks to Clarice. He goes to her and gets on one knee, grabs her hand and kisses it making her blush, "Good evening My Young Lady, how are you."

Stammering she said, "I-I am fine t-thank you."

He smiles at her. She looks away, "You can let go of my hand now."

Yulian gets up , but still holds her hand for a few seconds before letting go.

They soon heard a menacing laugh, "You two should just kiss already," soon Alucard appears.

Clarice yells at him, "Shut it Alucard!"

Abram laughs as well, "That is what I was saying. Should just get married in my opinion."

Yulian scowls, "Father please."

Clarice looks to Alucard, "Alucard, my father is coming to London. He said he wants to know about me and the business."

Alucard strokes his chin, "Well it is up to you with what you want to do. You have to the cards in your hands, so deal them."

Clarice turns to the window, "Can I have some time please."

Abram and Alucard leave immediately. Yulian lingers a little, "If you need me. Call me," he exits.

Clarice sits at her desk, then the phone rings. She answers, "Hellsing."

"It's is finally nice to hear your beautiful voice my lady, I can't wait to meet you."

Clarice's eyes open wide, then she shudders, "F-father."

"Yes I should be there by the morning at 11:00am. We will talk more okay" said Milo.

Clarice nods, "Yes. See you soon, goodbye." She hangs up the phone.

She sighs, "Oh mother what am I going to do."

TBC

Keriah J