Queenie:
We land rather soon, and I give my one nice black sweatshirt a good look over to make sure it didn't have grass stains before the door opens. Me, the tomboy, a Baroness? Baroness Queenie Grady Hellsing. It sounded forced and fake. The door opens and I feel a hand on my shoulder, to see it was Uncle Vlad. He smiled at me, and I relaxed a bit.
" Relax, nepoata mea, you aren't alone is being nervous. This will get less strange the more you do it." (my niece)
" Ok. Thanks, Uncle V."
" Of course."
The door opens and we see a black limo with several security guys and a lady I knew to be the Queen of England, who is actually my Godmother.
" My my, such handsome and beautiful faces greet me, even ones as cursed as yours, Vlad. It's been too long, old friend."
" Indeed, sweet Kate, it has been too long."
" And these must be my Godbabies. Oh, such strong resemblances in the boys, hmm, Alexander?"
" Yes, Your Majesty."
" Oh please, I've told you, just call me Gran, I don't mind, and that goes double for you kids. Now, who is this beautiful darling?"
" This is Godiva, my oldest girl. She is into pageantry and modeling. She's actually the one to notify Xander about the vampire threat in her school."
" I called the Salem Hunter's Society about that, and they dealt with it. The whole town was on quarantine and they went in and dealt with each place one by one. Reverend Cotton Mather the 5th sears it to me."
" How many were found?"
" A Nest of 89 was found, and all 89 were destroyed. Shame, a few of the kids lost parents."
" How is it getting covered up?"
" A small flair up of the Spanish flu that was caught early. The CDC has thankfully been cooperative."
" If it's alright, could I see a list of the survivors? I want to see if any of our friends were on the list, and if so, to make sure they know we are ok and uninfected, and that we moved for a different reason."
" Oh, such a sweet girl, of course, Godiva, I can see to that. Giving friends peace of mind is a good start to a new life here. You know what? How about on our way over to the house, you kids tell me a bit about yourselves, and I'll see to it that all of you get some sense of peace here in London, ok?"
" Ok, thank you, Gran."
" Now, let's get you kids to your new home, yes?"
We pile into the car, and I sat between Slav and Leon.
" Now, let's start with the oldest and go around."
As we took turns, I felt awkward and alone, like I didn't fit in here. I wanted to be on a field and track right now, running laps to shake off the nerves.
" My my, Halo, you are very smart for your age. I hope to see great change with you in Parliament. And what's your name, sweetheart?"
" Oh, uh, I'm Queenie, the middle triplet, and I love sports. I play mostly softball and track and field, and I've never lost a game since I picked up either of them. I love to run, and I hope to be a famous Track and field star one day, or at the least coach."
" Well then, quite the athlete here then! I think you'd love to play Rugby."
" What's that?"
" It's like American football without padding. Dad and Abe root for the Scottish team every year and watch it like its mandatory."
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A Beautiful New Wonderland
FanfictionFamily legacies can often be daunting, but when you're the daughter of Integra Hellsing, it's in it's own class of hell. Let's just hope Alice Hellsing can stay sane in her new hellish wonderland.