Matt looked across the room once again through his comrades to the girl leaning against the wall opposite him. She was small and had short blonde hair. She wore a yellow uniform, with white stockings and boots. And to him she was beautiful. Don't go there man, it can't happen. Marcus sighed, a mist forming on the inside of his visor. He stood up and walked to one of his friends; his large metal boots clanking on the floor as he did. He noticed the girl watching him. Matt found his comrade and clapped him on the shoulder, and addressed him quietly.

"Cian, do you know who that is?"

"Sorry mate, haven't a clue. All I know is her name is Seras."

"Seras?"

"Ya, why?" Matt ignored the question and turned; looking at her directly through his visor. He was wearing Mark 6 MJOLNIR power armor, and his argumentations were the only thing that allowed him to do that. He began to walk towards her when the door opened, and in walked what Matt guessed to be the head of this organization called Hellsing. Matt nodded to her, and walked right up to her, only taking a few strides to reach her. He held out his hand and she took it in hers.

"Spartan Master Chief Petty Officer 117 at your service ma'am. We are a part of a specialty organization for the United States government, such as you are for yours. My marines and I can handle anything, even monsters." The woman smiled, and looked back up at him.

"Is that so Spartan? May I ask your real name?"

"Matt 117, ma'am. May I ask yours?" She nickered and broke the hand shake.

"My name is Integra Hellsing, head of Hellsing organization. I welcome the help of your government, Matt. Now, you say you can fight off monsters? Show me! SERAS!" At that the girl at the other end of the room shot forward, faster the any other human ever could. Luckily, Matt wasn't fully human either. Bringing up his arm, he blocked the strike, countering with a blow to the gut. The girl pushed away making Matt miss his hit. Again the girl charge, and kicked for his head. Taking the hit, he grabbed her leg and threw her down on the ground, making a loud *THUMP*. She shot back up, and was about to attack again, when clapping was heard. They both stopped and looked towards the sound.

Most of Matt's marines stepped back in fear at what they saw. Only Matt himself, the girl, and his friend Cian stood still, looking at the sight before them. In a wall stood a tall man with hair black as nice, with a blood red suit and glass that only reflected their image. The girl bowed, and Integera smiled.

"How nice to see food playing with its devourer. Seras, you may stand down." The man walked up to Matt, a large smile on his face. He began to laugh, and clutched his gut from the strain of the act. Matt snickered.

"Alucard, I presume?" He did not answer but just stood back up, sighing to himself. Integera shot him a look and he back off. Matt stood at ease, lowering his hand from the magnum on his thigh.

"You have already met Alucard, but I believe proper introductions between you and Ms. Seras are in order." The girl nodded, and turned to Matt. Sighing, Matt decided to take off his helmet. With a small hiss, he lifted off the helmet to reveal his scared face. H had a long jagged scared running from his temple to his lower jaw right along his chin. He had short, cropped hair, army style, and unnaturally bright blue eyes. His face showed kindness, but also strength beyond measure. Seras gasped at his features, and stared at his scar. He held out his and for her, and she took it.

"Matt 117. You know it's not polite to stare." At that the girl blushed and put a hand behind her head. Matt smiled and held out his hand.

"Ah, sorry. I'm Seras, Seras Victoria."

"Pleased to meet you, Ms. Victoria. You are a vampire, aren't you?" At that Seras let go of his hand, looking at him with fear.

"How…how did you know?"

"Besides the unnatural strength and speed? When you've fought monsters for a while you start to notice these kinds of things." That finally made her laugh and that sound brought warmth to his heart. Finally, someone who isn't afraid of me for what I am.

"I suppose it's more noticeable then I thought, huh?" Matt nodded and smiled at her. He then turned to Integera.

'My men and I will be staying here, yes? We had a long flight and could use some rest. Tomorrow we will show you what we can do."

"Very well. I have rooms available."

"Thank you."

Matt walked down the hallway following the family butler Walter. He seemed a nice old fellow, and the textbook cover for classy. Really, he even had a maniacal. Seras walked with them, standing by Walter. Matt had seen to it that all his marines had found a room, and if need be, bunked with another Marine till a room was found. Cian snickered at him when he noticed that it would be just him and Seras with the Walter. Before Matt left, Cian grabbed his arm and spook to him with a serious tone.

"You've gone soft on her haven't you Matt?" Matt was caught off guard, and didn't really know what to say.

"What, ah, no..."

"Don't forget the other times. She may be a vamp, but that don't mean she can't die." At that Matt looked away and began to fiddle with his magnum.

"I know." Cian nodded and headed into his room, letting go of his friend. Now He walked along the hallway, watching the two chat away like he wasn't even there. Matt had to admit though, the view was rather nice…..

"Something wrong, Matt?" He looked up from his day dreaming and noticed they had stopped in front of a door.

"Huh? Oh yes, I'm fine." Seras blushed, and Walter nodded He stepped forward and brought forth a key. He unlocked the heavy metal door and walked in.

"You will be next to Ms. Seras's room. All of your…belongings have been brought in. A bed, desk, and drawer for spare cloths are here as well as you can see. If you need anything, just ask for me, and I'll see to it that it is done."

"Ah..thank you, Walter. Are you sure there are no other room's available though?" Matt nervously glanced at Seras. Seras looked away and scratched her forearm uneasily.

"Yes I'm quite sure. Now, if you will excuse me, I have matters that must be attended to." With that Walter walked out, leaving the door open. Matt looked around the room at all the crates that were in there. In one corner stood the machine that helped take his armor off. Seras walked over to a crate.

"What's in all these?" Matt chucked and walked over to the crate where she stood. He popped the laches on it and opened the crate. Inside was a shotgun, two SMG's, 4 grenades, appropriate silver rounds, silver shells for the shotgun, and ten magazines for the SMG's. Marcus walked over to a much larger crate and opened it, showing a machine gun with a 400 round bag attached to it. The rounds were silver a swell, with a bit of holy water mixed in.

"My arsenal. I never leave home without it." Seras looked on with eager eyes.

"W-wow…." Seras tore her eyes away from the weapons and looked towards the machine in the corner.

"What about this?"

"That? It helps take off the armor." Matt walked up to it and pressed a few buttons. The machine kicked into gear, powered by a generator. Matt walked up to it, and latched his boots into the ground, locking him into place. Then the drills set to work. One by one, bolts were unfastened, letting armor pieces fall to the ground. At last, the process was complete, and Matt walked out of the machine in his skin tight nano suit.

"Wow…"

"Pretty cool, huh?"

"Yes, where can I get one?" That made Matt laugh.

"Sorry Seras, but this suit would kill you if you put it one. You need my augmentations to wear it." As soon as he said it, Matt regretted it.

"Augmentations? What do you mean?" Matt looked down at the ground.

"Nothing.. It's nothing. Anyway! I guess you should leave, I mean. Long flight and everything…." Matt laughed uneasily, putting a hand behind his head and scratching.

"Right…long flight. I'll see you in the morning then."

"Yes, maybe. If I'm still up that is.

"What?"

"Vampire, remember? I'm nocturnal."

"Oh…right." Seras walked for the door, and stood in it. Before she closed it, she looked back at him.

"I know a lie when I hear one. You'll tell me what you meant, eventually. Good night, Matt." With that she closed the door, letting Matt breath again. What can of worms did I just open? He shook his head and went to another crate. He opened it and drew out some cloths. He put them away, and changed out of his nano suit into a pair of black combat pants, a black t-shirt, and a combat boots. He laid down onto the bed and turned to the alarm clock next to him. He put set it to 4:00 A.M. He lay down and closed his eyes. He fell asleep instantly.