Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing. It belongs to Kohta Hirano. I am not making any money off of this and I'm broke suing me would be pointless.
A/N: Okay, I don't know why but the strange image of this would not leave my head… I had to get this out before it drove me insane. This is an AU fic and the pairing is Alucard/Yumiko (Yumie). All I'm going to say is what if Anderson was unable to go to Patrick and Yumiko and Heinkel were sent instead…
Warnings: Non-consensual sex, sword-play, sado-masochism, general wrongness…
It was a chilly night in the city of Patrick, Ireland. Thick clouds rolled overhead, leaving the blood red moon partially visible. The wind howled, a particularly strong gust disturbing the trees, sending their branches scraping against the blood drenched windows of a downtown building. The eerie sound of the branches made one of the two people who stood at the door jump in fright.
Heinkel Wolfe noticed her partner's jumpy mood but did not comment on it. It wasn't like the jittery thing next to her would be doing the fighting. Besides, she would be lying if she were to say that she was not nervous as well. This would be her first time going up against the undead. Heathens, heretics and people of that nature were one thing but they were still human... These were vampires and ghouls. Things that wanted to not only kill her but make a meal of her flesh and blood. On top of that, there was no way of knowing whether or not these people were truly heretics in life and deserved death or devout Catholics.
It's enough to drive a woman mad...
Sweat beaded on her brow and she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "All right," she began, voice steady though inwardly she was shaking like a leaf, "I'll look for the vampire… you pick of the ghouls."
The young nun next to her nodded."Y-yes, Heinkel…"
Yumiko Tagaki sighed as she and her companion stood at the entrance of the building of downtown Patrick, Ireland. Try as she might, she could not calm the butterflies that fluttered about in her stomach. The young nun was nervous as ever. This was the first time she had ever faced off against the undead.
Usually, she and her Austrian friend would take on anti-Christ heathens and she would be forced to reveal her other self, something she did not enjoy doing in the least. Now, due to Father Anderson's absence the Vatican had to send their second best operatives.
Why did some strange demon have to appear in America while the Pope was visiting that country? He should be here doing this… not me…
"Yumiko!"
"Huh!" the young nun snapped to attention at the command. "Yes, Heinkel?"
The blonde pulled her guns out and turned to Yumiko, her sunglasses slipped a bit to reveal the cool cerulean gaze ."This isn't the place for you. Let her out."
Cringing, Yumiko nodded. This is it. "Right…" she said as she lifted her hand to remove her glasses, but Heinkel stopped her by placing an arm on her shoulder. Yumiko opened her mouth to question her but stopped when she saw the sympathetic look in her friend's eyes. Was Heinkel about to offer comfort? When did that ever happen?
Heinkel sighed and gave the brunette's shoulder a gentle squeeze"Remember, when you come back and see everything that it vas the only way… Nothing can be done once they're ghouls." the Austrian told her in voice that was surprisingly gentle.
Yumiko blinked in surprise but did not comment on her friend's shift in attitude. She got the feeling that Heinkel was feeling more nervous about this mission than she was letting on, and maybe a tad remorseful. Shaking her head, she squared her shoulders and bit her lip. "Okay…" she said and before she could lose her nerve she yanked the round spectacles from her face.
Dark brown eyes widened and glazed over momentarily as the gentle Yumiko was shoved roughly into the back of her mind, leaving room for something darker to take over.
Heinkel watched as her friend's eyes regained focus as well as a new manic gleam. A feral smile twisted the girl's thin lips as she unsheathed her katana with a deadly grace no human should posses. "All right..." The berserker smirked, her body thrumming with anticipation for bloodshed. "Let the ghoul harvest begin."
Heinkel loaded the clip into her gun and cracked her neck. "Remember, Yumie," the blonde began, now addressing the girl next to her by her other half's name, "we may run into Hellsing. This is why we were sent. The Vatican cannot be shone up by those Protestant fools."
"I understand, Heinkel…" the now psychotic nun said as she shifted her katana onto her shoulder. "Let's do this… I can hardly wait…"
-.-.-.-
"Well, that's over with… but what I don't get is why they didn't die right away… Heinkel obviously killed the master vampire… What's the deal?"
Yumie frowned in confusion as she stared at the body of the last ghoul she had sliced open. Something was off. Ghouls were made from non-virgins bitten by vampires, only virgins bitten by a vampire of the same sex could be turned into a ghoul. Not only did the ghouls not die when she heard Heinkel's gun fire from the distance, but this ghoul couldn't have been no older than ten years old! Now, unless this child was totally ungodly or violated at a young age, it was impossible for this young girl to become a ghoul.
"Heinkel!" Yumie called over her walkie-talkie. "Something totally weird is going on here. Shouldn't only the adult males and some of the women be ghouls instead everyone? Unless this was a brothel or something, only a few people should have become vampires."
"Ja, this is strange. I'll bring it to Father Maxwell's attention," Heinkel said over the radio. "I'm going to check around upstairs… for some reason the ghouls didn't die when I killed the vampire. Ghouls always die when their master has been killed. Also, I get the feeling that he's not the only undead here if you get my meaning"
Yumie's brows rose. "You think the Hellsing's Nosferatu are here as well? I should check around as well. Over and out."
Sword clenched in her hand, Yumie crept down the halls of the building, careful not to step on the remnants of the ghouls. Not that she was worried about disrespecting their bodies; she just didn't want to make any squishy sounds that would alert other things to her location.
I'm just glad Father Anderson gave me a couple of his bayonets and protection barriers for this mission…
A loud explosion, like cannon fire startled the girl out of her thoughts and she pressed herself against the wall, katana clenched against her chest. Taking a cleansing breath to get herself together she stealthily made her way down the hall, her grip on her katana strong. When finally reached the corner she peeked around, sharp brown eyes narrowing at the sight of two figures standing over various mangled ghouls. One was a young blonde girl in a yellow uniform that was so skimpy it was better suited for a whore and holding a cannon that was taller than she was. The other was a tall man clad in so much red that he could have passed for Satan himself.
A spark of recognition ignited in her eyes as she looked him over, the red coat and hat, those yellow lenses and that huge gun that no human could operate because the recoil alone would shatter the bones and the pointed fangs poking from his smirking lips.
Hellsing… Nosferatu Alucard… I get face off against him?
An eager smile crossed her thin lips.
Fun, fun, fun...
-.-.-.-
"All right, police girl. That seems to be the last of them." Alucard said as Seras kept her back to him.
The two of them were sent here by his Master, Integral Hellsing to take care of a vampire problem. He had picked off most of the ghouls but that had grown tiresome so he left the rest of the light work for his new childe, who performed quite well to say the least. Watching those baby blue eyes of hers morph to vibrant red as the bloodlust took her was exciting to say the least. The timid girl was finally learning what it meant to be a true midian.
"Now, we have to find the master vampire and take care of him-" He stopped when he heard the heavy breathing coming from his childe.
His crimson eyes widened at the sight of her,
Could it be? Finally…
Seras had barely heard a word her Master said, all of her attention focused on her hand, on the blood that littered her white glove. The smell was so intoxicating, her nostrils flared to take in more of the scent, fangs elongated, aching in anticipation and her tongue slid over her lips... then slipped out of her mouth...
Alucard's eyes widened in anticipation from behind his lenses as he watched the police girl. Finally she was going to drink blood. The girl clung foolishly to her humanity but now she was going to accept what she was. He kept himself silent so he would not break the spell though his mind was hardly quiet.
Yes, police girl! Do it… Do it… DO IT!
Her tongue snaked out and she leaned her head further down. It so close she could almost taste it now even though she had yet to lap the blood from glove.
"Damned undead garbage!"
The spell was broken and Alucard and Seras snapped to attention at the enraged cry but it was too late. When Seras looked up all she saw was a blade coming straight toward her and then a blinding pain in her throat and stomach. She shrieked in pain and fell to the ground, crying in agony.
Alucard hissed in rage and whirled around towards the direction the blades had come. The clack and taps of small footsteps sounded throughout the hall and out of the shadows emerged a young nun. Alucard narrowed his gaze as he studied her. The girl was Asian, small, smaller than the police girl. Her hair black hair hung from the confines of her headdress. In her hand she held a bloodied katana. Her brown eyes met his and her pretty face contorted in disgust.
"Damned vampire..." Yumie muttered in disgust before turning to Alucard, quickly ducking to dodge the bullet that was fired at her. "And you're next, Alucard!"
Alucard snarled at the girl. With such skill she was obviously a member of the Vatican's Section XIII.
"A Vatican XIII member..." he murmured and the girl nodded.
"Mm-hmm, that's right. We are the earthly agents of divine punishment! And you're the Hellsing trash man/lap dog, Alucard."
Alucard's fist clenched around his gun at the lap dog comment. This little girl would pay dearly for that. "And the vampire that was here?" he asked.
The girl gave a lazy half shrug. "My partner took care of that demon a while ago. She's around here somewhere… not that you'll get a chance to meet her," a cruel smirk graced Yumie's mouth.
"Is that right?" Alucard asked, smirk mirroring the nun's.
Yumie dipped low, hand going into her robes and coming back out with one of those deadly bayonets. She swung it at Alucard who easily dodged it and he retaliated by firing his Casull at her. The young nun was surprisingly fast. She ducked the bullet and balanced herself on her left hand, sliding around on her feet and kicking Alucard in the gut. She then sprang into the air and kicked him in the throat. Alucard caught her foot and slung her into a wall with a sickening thud.
"Not bad, little girl…" he smirked as he made his way toward her.
Yumiko shook it off and sprang to her feet. "I'm not done, freak!" She yelled as she pulled out another bayonet from the folds of her dress and hurled it at him, striking him right in the chest. A strangled noise escaped Alucard's throat and she smirked. "And now for the finish…"
The young nun pulled out her katana and her smirked lifted into a feral grin. She swung her sword quick and hard and severed Alucard's head in one clean stroke. It fell to the floor at her feet and she cackled in morbid glee. She could hardly believe it! She actually took out the legendary Alucard without even breaking a sweat.
"Unbelievable… he must've not been the big deal everyone made him out to be…" she clicked her tongue and shook her head. "Well, now that the main course is taken care of, time to finish off the scraps…" she turned around and blinked. "Hey! Where'd that bitch go?"
The blonde vampire girl that she'd lacerated was nowhere in sight.
Yumie glared and stamped her foot angrily. "Damn it! She got away!" she quickly pulled out her walkie-talkie. "Heinkel. This is Yumie. I found the Hellsing vampires. Alucard is dead but the girl is on the move, she's heading towards the building's entrance from what I can tell."
"Roger that, over and- Wait! You killed Alucard! Tell me about it when this is over. Over and out."
-.-.-.-.-
Seras ran blindly as she pulled the bayonet from her stomach. She had already removed the one from her neck and was now stumbling down the long corridor to God knew where. What was she going to do? Master was gone and that psycho nun would surely catch up with her soon. Either her or the nun's partner. She did say that she was with someone else.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Seras stopped and her eyes widened in fear as she stared up at the figure in front of her. At first she thought it were a priest but realized she was wrong. It was woman dressed as a priest and with a gun pointed at her head.
"You're Master is gone and you're next, girlie…" the woman smirked.
Seras squinted her eyes shut as the Austrian woman cocked her gun. She was too weak to defend herself.
Heinkel's lips pulled up in a smirk as her finger started to pull the trigger.
"Khleb za khleb, krov za krov" the nun smiled. "Go und rot in Hell with you're-"
A white hot pain shot through her arm and she fell to the ground. "Ah! Damn it!" She hissed and clutched her wounded arm. "What in the name of God?"
"Sister Heinkel Wolfe I presume?"
Heinkel gasped in pain and looked up from her arm to see the smoking barrel of the gun that had wounded her. Her eyes moved further up to stare into a pair of ice blue eyes, narrowed behind round glasses. The cross-dressing nun looked at the newcomer in disgust.
"Integral Hellsing… Protestant whore…" she growled. "What are you doing here?"
Unscathed by the insult, Integral just regarded the woman coolly, "This girl is one of ours, Sister. Now, you would do well to get on that radio of yours with your good hand and call your partner, then leave at once. You are in treaty violation."
Heinkel grunted and pulled herself to her feet. Just who the Hell did this bitch think she was? She glared at Integral and her eyes shifted to the armed guards at the other woman's side. Damn. If she was not wounded she could take all of them out in no time. But there was no way that she could pick up her gun and kill them all before that Protestant heifer shot her again.
Damn it! Where is Yumie!
"What do you think you can do, Hellsing?" Heinkel grunted. "The lone vamp you have here is hardly a problem… Und your precious Alucard ist gone. My partner killed him. Knowing her, his head ist somewhere rolling across the floor."
Integral's eyes widened for a moment and then a smirked graced her face. "Really? Is that all she did?"
Heinkel's eyes widened to their full limit. "What!?" Integral had to be bluffing!
Integral arched one elegant brow and inclined her head mockingly. "If that's all your friend did then you two had better head off to Rome now… before he comes back to get his revenge…"
The Austrian nun shook her head in disbelief, still gripping her bleeding arm. "No way, there ist no way!"
Chuckling and shaking her head, Integral gave Heinkel a sigh. "Cutting off his head and staking his heart won't work with him as it would those other vampires. The Hellsing family has spent a century building him into the ultimate undead. So, unless your friend has a bag of miracles…" she trailed off and gestured grimly with her hand.
Unable to speak, Heinkel just stared at the Hellsing leader in mute shock. What kind of freakish sorcery had these damned Protestants been doing over the last century?
-.-.-.-.-.-
Yumie heard the sound of the gun and smiled. "Heinkel must've finished off the vampire girl…" she sighed. "This is over and done with. Now, I can go to sleep…"
Yumie lifted the round spectacles from her neck and placed them over her eyes. The berserker was forced to the back of the mind and her gentler self sprang forward.
Yumiko gave a gasp as she was shot back into the waking world. "It must be over…" she said as she looked around at the blood and gore around her. Her stomach churned at the sight as well as the knowledge that she caused all of this.
It was euthanasia. It was the only thing for them after what that vampire did to them.
The thought made sense to her mind, but not her heart.
Heaving a sigh, she closed her eyes, clasping her hands together. "May God have mercy on your souls, amen" she whispered as she moved forward. She stopped and gasped when she saw the decapitated body of Alucard. His chest pierced with one of the bayonets Anderson had given to her and his head a few feet away from her, red eyes staring lifelessly at her.
"Oh my… Nosferatu Alucard… I actually…"
She shook her head. No, Yumie did this. Not her. Either way she had to get Heinkel and ask exactly what happened so she could grasp all of this.
As she headed down the corridor, trying hard to ignore the blood and innards all around her, she was not aware that Alucard's body was now melting away into blood and rapidly moving in front of her.
A lone bat flew in front of her face, startling her to a halt. The little creature's red eyes gleamed at her maniacally. Fear crept its way down her spine like icy fingers. Was there another vampire here?!
A great gust of wind whipped around her and she screamed as thousands more bats came rushing at her, their little claws and teeth scratching and ripping at her clothes and hair. She shrieked and tried to shield her face when the bats suddenly stopped their attack. Cautiously lifting her head, she gasped as the bats fluttered in front of her, then began to swirl. Then even more horrible, they began to mold together, growing larger, shifting into an eerily familiar humanoid shape.
Fuzzy wings melded and shifted to pale white skin soon to be covered by black and red clothing. His arms rose into the air as the bats grew less in number and he became more solid, more complete. His hair was longer than it had been before and his hat was missing. When the final bat had melded itself to him his head lifted and his feral ruby eyes glinted in manic delight.
He took one graceful step forward and his voice broke from him like a distant all of a tornado siren foretelling a dreadful twister though his voice had nothing in common with a siren except for the baleful knot it twisted in her belly.
"Leaving so soon, little one? That won't do…"
Alucard's reappearance struck her like a physical blow. She staggered backwards and hit the wall. Her legs lost all strength and she collapsed to her knees. "But… but I…"
The vampire grinned down at her, fangs glinting int the moonlight. "Don't think I'll let you get away so easily…" he smirked as he reached for her, gripping her throat, lifting her up by it. "The night is so young and the fun is just beginning…"
TBC.
Khleb za khleb, krov za krov- Heinkel says this in Crossfire #1. It is a Russian proverb. "Bread for bread, blood for blood"