Lights flashed, bouncing off the blade of the katana. The dim light of the midnight moon shot through the window, dancing beneath her like glistening white fire. Moans and slurred screams of pain shattered the natural peace of the night and a wicked smile tipsy-toed up her lips. "Don't even think about it!" She yelled, looking up as the FREAK started to run with all his might. He was already bleeding profusely and he just had to watch his partner in crime, obviously his lover, get beheaded by an unknown silhouette. She loved the darkness -- it was her friend, her tourniquet, her love. She jumped forward, the shadows twisting over her and it seemed like they carried her in front of the freak. His eyes widened and he backed away. "Don't kill me!" He plead.
"I didn't mean to! It was their idea!" He accused the others to avoid the blame. "Then you should have stopped them. Guilt by association." Her voice was soft, almost angelic but it held no sympathy, no pity and no mercy. "All are guilty in the eyes of the Most High." She said as the blade chewed through the middle of his skull, all the way through the middle of his whole body.
She backed away and looked over the room which was now nothing but settled and unsettled dust. She could see each particle as it flew through the air. It had been like this every night for the passed few weeks. As soon as she came back, she had been to work. These fuckers over here even worked during the day; but that wasn't her specialty. She'd get them all, eventually. They all came out during the darkness.
She sheathed her katana with a quick flick of her wrists and calmly walked from the building. She didn't want to raise any suspicions because she knew that the police in the US had yet to recognize the growing vampire race but she wasn't so sure here. She jumped to the roof, letting her dark hair float upon the wind. She could smell blood in the air, death and hatred. This would be a long, hard job… but she would do it. It would be what her father wanted, so that's exactly what she'd do. She smiled softly, letting her hands twist around the cross around her neck and she kissed it gently. "A few more off the list." She smiled and disappeared within seconds, hiding back into the shadows.
Oni appeared milliseconds after she had left, he looked around and cursed inwardly, this was the third time in as many weeks, this was getting unsettling all threats dead, no trace, no reason no nothing, he expanded his senses outward and saw her, this was it, she was close," he took off, he would catch her and find out who and what she was, and why she was doing this.
Demoni had caught sent of another, she bit her lip… Mm... A couple, actually. She jumped to the roof, her katana in hand as it glistened in the night. The ruby glowed like fire as the dark liquid dripped through the middle of the blade. She smiled; every single vampire, ghoul, or freak she has killed had a drop of blood in that thing. It was a symbol -- a symbol of God. She closed her eyes and the shadows again wrapped around her and she stepped out of the shadows in one of the other buildings. It had to be a rundown Hotel of some sort. Graffiti on the walls, both blasphemous and "regular". She stepped through the hallway as the lights flickered on and off. She growled and stopped, looking up at all the lights and they simply blew up, leaving her in darkness.
She was on a very short temper tonight and that meant big trouble for any vampire, freak, or ghoul. She wouldn't take any shit, she wouldn't have any hesitation, and she would NOT have mercy. Mercy is not for killers such as them. Mercy is for the innocent. She stepped forward and she could smell them, almost too well in fact. She smiled and walked into one of the rooms, seeing humans (which were almost as dead as their partners) and vampires, both weak and strong. "Tag. You're it." She smiled and blinked as the door slammed shut behind her; the windows slammed shut as well, locking themselves.
Some of the vampires knew who she was and started to attack. That wasn't a good idea. They fell before her in ash or a black field of fire engulfing them and chewing away each and every part of the rotting circus of the vampire. "I am God's Messenger. I am the right hand of God and you shall all be judged. Judgment: Guilty as Sin. Punishment: Death." She ripped out her gun and started shooting, the shadows pouring around her victims, keeping them in place. Like shackles, like handcuffs, like flypaper. She smiled and turned towards the rest of them, pulling the sword from its sheath and their heads were flying into the air moments later. A black glow radiated from her eyes as the ones that had tried to run once again ashed away into nothingness and disappeared as a soft breeze appeared.
There had to be more than 10 vampires, plus… some ghouls… and this was as easy as pie. "Damnit…" She said and walked towards the window to look upon the street. "...I know there has to be another reason why there's so many of them." She said. "These stupid bastards couldn't be the ones reproducing more and more. There's just no goddamn way." The wind blew at her again and she turned slightly, knowing there was another vampire -- but didn't know exactly where he was. Oh, and he was strong too. She kept the blade unsheathed and turned to walk into the corridor again. "Come out, come out... Wherever you are." She smirked.
Oni ran at a speed only he could and he found a building, her cent trail led inside and so he went, he needed answers, he was getting impatient and so was Integra, life had been good, after they had gotten Walter out the Hellsing organization had been heralded as heroes of the people and of England, the queen had personally given Integra the order of light, the highest honor any person could receive, oni in a private ceremony had been knighted, and they had gone on in secret from there, the missions were light, casualty's low and the need for uber powered death matches non existent. but then it began again, a month ago freaks again began to pop up all over, someone had started a new war but this time the rules had changed, he had been to 3 scenes all taken care of neatly before he arrived, he saw her take out the freaks, she was good and quick, a potential asset to Hellsing, but she knew he was there and now he knew she would want to fight, He stepped forward into the light he looked to her, "interesting weapons, combination, ancient and modern, that's a daemon slayer katana, 17th century if I'm not mistaken, made by, Kiami Miogi if I remember correctly. Why have you been destroying freaks and ghouls then disappearing? I know there are a few independent vampire slayer groups about but I didn't see your name on any recent lists."
Demoni smiled brightly. "Well, you know your swords… don't you? One thing you missed... The blood chamber." She smiled wickedly and stepped forward. "I only do what I must to purge this world of Evil. I need no praise for what I do, because I know it is for the best. Why stay... So much vampires, so little time." She stepped forward. "What about you?" The lights in the hallway again started to flicker. "Why... were you following me? Looking for a quick meal, maybe?" Her approaches were subtle and fast. Her eyes narrowed, if this was who she thought he was... Well, than she'd put away her sword. There were only two vampires in the whole world that she had sworn not to kill -- the others who spoke of peace in mankind, who seemed innocent in the eyes of another human… but in the eye of a hunter, almost all of them were the same. "How would you know… if you don't know my name yet?" She smirked.
Oni looked to her, "No, because you're a solution to a puzzle that's all, what if I told you, that I could give you a place that is organized and ready to fight the approaching darkness, one that has sworn to draw the line against the darkness, one that if you join will help you in your efforts, they can give you real targets instead of this filth, an organization that has the full backing of England, and her majesty, and what if I told you that I am not what you think I am."
"Pfft... I think I know exactly who you are. The Hellsing Organization, Integra Wingate's Hellsing, Walter Ddollneaz, Seras Victoria, and... Of course, Oni. Last name, unknown. I know who you are. At first, I... didn't think so, because of your aura, but you're actually stronger than I thought you'd be." She sheathed the blade. "Thanks for the offer, but I fight for myself… and for only myself. I don't care for England or for really any country at all. Just its peoples."
Oni looked to her, "You've got good Intel, but don't be stupid, do you think I care for borders or boundaries, or anything made by modern man? I fight to save as many innocents as I can, Hellsing just gives me the best place to do it, and it would do the same for you, don't run blindly doing what you think is right, because you'll just run to your death, no one can fight this alone, not Seras not you not Integra, not even me. we stand together to draw a line against the darkness, surely you see that or you wouldn't be fighting, we'll give you a real chance to do something that means something, to make a difference, and to save more lives than by simply running around and killing things blindly."
She smiled. Years ago, she would have done anything to get into the Hellsing Organization... anything at all. She didn't like having to answer to anyone, not the Queen, not a boss... nothing of the sort. That was why she liked working for herself, but it was getting tireding. It seemed like she had been doing this all by herself and the only Intel she had was what she grabbed from vampires that she had "talked" to or through the grape vine. Her eyes narrowed; she didn't like trusting people. The last she had done that, she had gotten into… mounds of trouble, not only with the police, but with the world… with God, and with everything else. Her fingers slowly wrapped around the sheath of the katana.
Her eyes grew a bit wider and she reached down to her leg, throwing a dagger towards Oni, but it wasn't necessarily meant for him. The dagger ran through the head of a ghoul that had crept from the darkness that she had missed. "...I'll give it a try." She said. "That's all I can say for now. With what happened to your people and your organization, I do think you'll need some help. But I do as well."
Oni reached up with lightning reflexes and took out another with his hydro lance, "Good, I'm glad, and I know this will be better than you think." he smiled and stepped closer for the teleport, "hang on, in 5 4 3 2 1 and mark." they teleported disappearing and reappearing in the entry of Integra's office. "First time teleporting you alright?"
She placed her hand to her stomach and closed her eyes. "Ugh… Don't… do that again." She growled weakly, a tingle racing up through her cheeks. She took a breath and looked to him before looking over to the woman behind the desk. Her hair was falling over her shoulders, her eyes a bright blue. "Sir Integra Hellsing." She bowed her head with a rightful respect and looked to Oni.
Integra did the same and stood, placing the pen to the desk. "Not bringing home another stray, are we?" Integra gave a soft smile as she looked into Oni's eyes. She walked around the desk and crossed her arms, waiting for an explanation as to why there was a strange woman now standing in her office.
Oni looked to her, "Sorry wont happen again, you'll get used to it." he smiled at his own statement then laughed at Integra's, "Well lets just call it lighting the way for another, you understand, Her name is Demoni, born in England, traveled to America where she learned vampire slaying, then returned here hearing of our big freak a thon, she's been responsible for the last 3 weeks, combined use of modern and ancient weaponry, dissimilar fighting styles however lead to a interesting style, unpredictable and deadly, she has come to help put a bigger dent in our newest batch of freaks." he smiled and sat down, "I think she'd make a good addition, paired soloist missions rating na7 recommended."
Demoni smiled over to him. He knew more about her than she expected. Heh, not many knew what he had just said. She stood before Integra and looked into her eyes. Integra stepped closer. "...The last three weeks has been very… event-less because of you. I think it would be treachery to say no, but of course, it is your own choice. I will not force you to join if you do not wish to. I only ask that you follow the rules of this organization, and my orders when given."
Demoni looked over to Oni, clenching her fingers around the sheath for only a second and she turned back to Integra. "I shall try. I am not... too good at following orders. I tend to be domineering myself." She said.
Oni stood, "good then its all settled that it is, I hope you two have fun, I've got some stuff to do, now let's see." he mumbled the rest of his sentence as he walked into nothingness, he appeared downstairs, he laughed and knocked on Seras's door, "Seras I've got something interesting to tell you."
Demoni watched Oni slowly walk into the darkness and turned back to Integra. Not only had she felt uncomfortable around new people, but a whole other situation was brought into this: a whole new place as well. Her eyes narrowed and she stood before Integra. "I don't know if it will be the best to tell you, but along with my allegiance there are many warnings."
Integra gave a small smile. "Do not worry; we've been through almost everything you can imagine. If a problem arises, I am sure we are capable to take care of it. I'm sure you're tired. Walter will show you to your room." Integra turned around and sat behind her desk as Demoni turned quietly and headed for the door.
Seras cracked her neck as the top of the coffin lifted open. She stood and walked towards the door opening it slowly. Her crimson eyes were a bit small and full of exhaustion. "Yes, Master?" There was no doubt a smile on her face -- a huge one at that. "What is it?"
Oni looked to her, "oh I was so busy that I didn't realize you were asleep, but I suppose, we have a new member, a human woman she's been vampire hunting for most her life, she's a rather interesting study, very interesting, well ill let you sleep, sorry for waking you again." he waved smiling and walked down the hall humming an old tune as he went and eventually found his room he grabbed a new scroll, "and so it begins, a new path joins and becomes one with our own." he smiled and began writing.
Seras smiled. "Really?" She chuckled softly. "No, it is alright. I wasn't sleeping that soundly anyway." She smiled up to him and watched him walk down the corridor before turning and closing her bedroom door once again. She plopped herself on the coffin and it closed immediately.
Demoni stepped from Integra's room and closed the door behind her. She leaned against the door for a moment, looking down the right and left sides of the hallway. Her eyes narrowed; where was this Walter? She bit her lip and stepped away from the door, slowly making her way down the corridor. Her eyes scanned over everything, analyzing, examining... Just to make sure. She couldn't help it but be a bit paranoid. She wandered around until she finally found a place where it looked like the training area. She smiled brightly -- she might just actually like this place.