Chapter One

I

It was a dark night with a blood red moon. Some people would say it was a perfect night the kind of night that makes them want to have a bite to drink. A small fishing village on the coast of northern Scotland called Lorwynne was suffering from a vampire problem. A first response team from the Hellsing Organisation had been despatched to subdue the problem. A large warehouse once owned by a fishing company was now the home to tormented screams of agony as humans became ghouls.

The first response group led by Seras Victoria set up a perimeter around the building while Seras entered through the front door. Seras kicked down the front door and walked inside carrying her 30mm Harkonnen cannon by her hip. A gruesome blood covered face stared at her. Seras pulled the trigger on the Harkonnen and the face disappeared in an explosion. She looked around. Amongst large empty crates and rusty piles of machinery more ghouls stepped out to greet her. She smiled.

Two incendiary napalm rounds later and the room became partially set on fire with still lifeless bits of bodies littering the floor. Seras opened the breach and loaded a depleted uranium shell into the Harkonnen before quickly stepping around the mess in the center of the warehouse. She walked up to a set of metal stairs leading up to the second floor of the warehouse where the office block was located. She climbed up the stairs and found herself on a catwalk she walked along the catwalk and started to walk by a blacked out window.

She paused in the middle of the window. Something felt out of place. She turned to face the window ready to fire. Crash and the window was obliterated as two large objects came through the window knocking over Seras. Seras and the two objects fell backwards off the catwalk. Seras landed on her back before quickly rolling over and standing up the Harkonnen resting at her waist.

One of the objects a man dressed in a long black coat was lying face down on the floor. The other object a woman dressed in a red skimpy outfit was already stood up and looking around. The woman let out a loud animal like scream. Seras brought the Harkonnen up to her shoulder and took aim at the woman. The woman bared her teeth and the elongated canines glinted in the firelight. Boom a single gunshot echoed around the building.

Seras looked to her left at the man lying on the floor. He had managed to pull out a pistol and shoot the woman in the head. The woman was nothing more than a pile of dust now. "Ha I gotcha ya bitch," said the man. Seras swung her body around and pointed the Harkonnen at the man. He stood up and gazed down the large barrel of the cannon now a few inches from his face. His lips twitched into a smile soon followed by a long hollow laugh. A set of long canines could be seen in his gaping mouth.

"Oh man I haven't laughed like that in years not since before Hue City," said the vampire lolling his head back. He looked back up at Seras with a sleepy eyed smile. "So I take it you work for Hellsing. Well are you going to stand there all day or are you goin' to…" said the vampire before he was suddenly cut off as Seras pulled the trigger and the man's head exploded. Seras turned to begin walking away when she heard the sound of a moving liquid.

Seras looked down at her feet and watched as the blood splattered on her boots gathered up into clumps and moved off towards the body of the vampire. The vampire's body stood up and a large red ball of blood slowly formed where his head would be. Features then formed within the ball and the vampire's smiling face soon appeared. Seras was almost worried as she emptied the Harkonnen.

"Well you Hellsing chaps sure work hard I must say but as you can see I have already killed your target and I presume you removed the rest of the ghouls. So If you'll excuse me," said the vampire as he gave a polite bow and proceeded in walking past Seras and out the main door. Seras however had placed an incendiary round in the Harkonnen which she had readied to fire. The vampire stopped in his tracks as he heard the small but distinctive click of a safety catch being moved into the fire position.

Seras began to squeeze the trigger but then stopped as soon as she felt something sharp and metallic under her chin. In less than a moment the vampire who had been stood just in front of Seras was now stood next to her holding a silver bladed knife as long as her forearm just under her chin. "My dear I have no quarrel with Hellsing operatives such as you. I suggest you drop that cannon and then I would recommend leaving now while you are still alive," said the vampire almost whispering in Seras' ear.

Seras grimaced in anger at her situation and she slowly put the Harkonnen down on the floor. "A fellow vampire working for Hellsing ay," said the Vampire slowly moving around the back of Seras. "Well now I thought Alucard was the only Hellsing lapdog but it seems they have two," said the Vampire who now stood on Seras' left whispering in her other ear. "Miss Victoria, Sir Integra wants an update on your mission," said a voice coming from the headset radio placed over Sears' left ear. "May I?" The Vampire asked as he took the headset off Seras and held it against his ear.

"Miss Victoria?" The soldier on the other end of the radio called again and the Vampire's dark brooding voice answered him.
"I'm afraid Miss Victoria can't answer the phone right now laddie can I take a message," said the Vampire and there was a long pause but then a female voice spoke."My Name is Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing to whom am I speaking and why?"
"You can call me Jack and I was under the impression that my deal with the Hellsing organisation was still standing so I suggest you check your files for the Runswick House agreement. Thank you for your time," said the Vampire.

The vampire put down the knife and stepped away from Seras who turned around and picked up the Harkonnen. He stared down at the floor with a half-smile and held out the headset in front of Seras. Seras took the headset back keeping the Harkonnen trained on the male vampire. A low rumbling sound and a slight tremor in the earth suddenly started outside the warehouse slowly increasing. "Ah that would be my lift. Goodbye Miss Victoria," said the vampire as he took out a pair of aviator sunglasses from his jacket and put them on.
"What are your orders ma'am?" Seras asked speaking into her headset microphone.

"Let him go at least until we locate all the details of this agreement he spoke of," said Sir Integra's voice. Seras lowered the Harkonnen and watched as the man turned towards the fire exit behind him there was a loud crash. A box like object the size of a large van came through the fire exit taking out most of the wall. It was both tall and wide moving on a set of caterpillar tracks with a large gun turret on top. The rumbling sound and the earth tremors were coming from the object.

Seras watched almost open mouthed as the vampire walked up to the object, climbed up it and sat down on the turret. "What's the matter you're acting as if you've nether seen a Churchill tank before," shouted the vampire smiling as the tank reversed back out of the building and slowly disappeared out into the perfect night.

II

Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing sat smoking a cigar at her desk at the Hellsing Mansion. An old cardboard folder lay open on the desk in front of her. The folder was simply called the Runswick House agreement. It contained several other files all containing references and information about a male vampire simply known as 'Jack'. The butler Walter had found the folder nearly an hour before hand deep in the old Hellsing records.

Integra continued to think about the vampire and the information contained in the folder. "He's a soldier and has been since the American war of Independence. He has thought for King, Queen and country for nearly three hundred years in nearly every conflict and nearly every major battle or operation from the battle of Waterloo in 1812 to D-Day in 1944. The vampire has collected medals, decorations and battle honours but most importantly military grade weapons, vehicles and equipment. This monster Jack is dangerous and according to the Runswick House agreement is allowed to continue his existence as long as he protects the towns and villages in and around Runswick house. Runswick house being a large mansion near the north coast of Scotland and is currently being used by the Maxwell family who are acting as permanent tenants and have been since 1813."

"What are your orders Sir Integra?" Walter the butler asked as he placed down a tray containing a pot of tea on the side of the desk. "I don't think we need to bother Alucard with this just yet however I do think we should send an emissary to speak with this vampire and find out exactly what it is he wants then we shall see if we have to send in Alucard to deal with this problem. Go tell Seras that she's going back up north to Runswick House," said Sir Integra so Walter bowed then left the room.

III

From a bird's eye view Runswick house looks like a large letter 'H'. A short stone wall accompanied by a hedge marks out the borders of the house's large garden. Seras stood silently in front of the tall metal gate guarding a dusty track up to the house. She looked to her right down the road that hugged the stone wall for several hundred metres. A tall green armoured personnel carrier was parked hidden amongst some woodland on the opposite side of the road. Seras got the all clear signal over her personal radio and she pushed open the metal gate.

She slowly walked up the crackling gravel covered up to the house. She looked around the front door before going up to the solid oak and gently tapped the bronze doorknocker. After the third knock it came off in her hand and she stood there stunned. "Just a moment please," said a female voice from inside the house.

The door opened slowly and a tall middle aged woman carrying a toddler stepped in to the doorway. "Erm can I help you?" The woman asked and Seras tried to smile. "Yes I'm looking for a man named Jack is he around?" Seras asked.
"I'm afraid he's gone to pick up the kids from school. Do you want to come in and wait?"
"Yes please. Err here you go," said Seras handing over the doorknocker.

Seras followed the woman down an extravagant corridor into what looked like a large living room. Seras then sat down on an auburn couch made for three opposite a black couch with a glass coffee table in the middle. The woman put the toddler down on the floor next to a plastic box filled with toys then turned to Seras. "Would you like a drink while you wait?" The woman asked.
"Tomato juice please if you have any?" Seras asked and the woman nodded heading off presumably to the kitchen.

Seras watched as the little child, a boy started playing with a toy train the size of a size twelve shoe. After a few minutes the woman reappeared carrying a tray. The woman handed Seras a tall glass full of thick red liquid. Seras took a sip expecting the tang of tomato juice but instead found the sweet taste of blood. Seras almost chocked in surprise but then downed the entire glass savouring the last few drops and she smiled at the woman her fangs know visible.

The woman smiled back and slowly drank her cup of tea. "I had a feeling you would take a better liking to the bottle of B negative," said the woman pointing at the wine bottle sat on the tray. Seras instantly poured herself another glass. "I'm sorry forgive me for being rude but it has been a long week," said Seras and the woman let out a chuckle.

"So are you freelance or Hellsing?" The woman asked and Seras stared at her blankly.
"Do you live your life freely or do you work for the Hellsing organisation?" The woman asked again putting her tea back down on the tray.
"I'm with Hellsing," said Seras.
"So does that mean you're here to try and kill Jack?"
"No I am merely here to assess the situation."
"Now I wonder if you know Jack's complete history."
"What do you mean?"

The woman laughed. "Well if you knew his whole history you would know that he is loyal to his country and especially to Hellsing," said the woman and Seras looked puzzled. "Loyal to Hellsing," said Seras then there was the sound of a door creaking and three people talking loudly. Seras and the woman both looked up towards the doorway and a pair of young twin girls walked in followed by tall young man. "Ahh Miss Victoria," said the young man as he removed a pair of aviator sunglasses to produce a set of fiery red eyes.

"Ladies would you excuse us for a few minutes," said the young man named Jack and the twins followed by the woman with the toddler left the room. The young man sat down and offered Seras his hand. "I nether did introduce myself properly my name's Jack pleased to meet you," said the young man. "Seras Victoria," said Seras shaking Jack's hand.
"So what brings you to my humble home?"
"My intentions are to establish whose side you're on."
"Well it's quite simple dear I protect this house and the area around it and then when I'm away fighting in some foreign land. Hellsing takes over for me which is the agreement that has been followed since the house was built in 1712 by my farther. By the way how is Miss Integra doing these days she was only a wee baby last time I saw her and that was thirty years ago."

"You know Sir Integra? She's nether mentioned you," said Seras feeling the inside of her jacket pocket. "No not really I only saw her once so I'm not surprised she never talks about me I mean who talks about the infamous Jack these days. The only people who do know me are Sarah, the twins and baby Sam," said Jack leaning back and then he shook his head.
"What?" Seras asked.
"You don't have to look so worried I'm not going to hurt you besides the only weapon I'm carrying is this," said Jack producing the long silver edged blade he had used before. Seras pulled her hand out of her jacket pocket revealing a snub nose .35 Magnum. "I'm sorry I was getting nervous," said Seras and Jack laughed. "I say do you want to see my collection?" Jack asked and Seras looked puzzled.

IV

Jack led Seras down a long set of stone steps down into the cellar. "You see originally all that was down here was the wine cellar and it still is down here but now you'll actually find the majority of the house is underground what with the cellar being expanded constantly over the years. It all started after I got bitten. Farther disowned me and so I fled to America but after he died my brother sent me a letter saying that I could return home. So I did to find that he had made an entire underground living space especially for me. Then over the years the living space has expanded to include a nuclear bunker, underground garage and my personal favourite the armoury," said Jack opening a large metal door that looked like it belonged on a submarine.

Sears stepped through the doorway and found herself in large square room with every square inch covered in some form of weaponry. She went over to the large pile of crates in the centre of the room and picked up one of the crates. Jack walked up beside her and opened the crate she was holding. A large metallic object with a wooden stock gazed up at them. "The original 1928 Thompson sub-machine gun she's quite a beauty isn't she? Picked her up in Chicago along with my Winchester Trench Gun," said Jack before putting the lid back on the crate.

As Seras put the crate down Jack went to the far side of the room and gazed up at several flags hung up on the wall. Seras walked up beside him and Jack pointed out each flag. A Betsy Ross Flag with the traditional stars and stripes with thirteen stars hung on the far left taken by Jack during the American War of Independence. An Army of Northern Virginia flag with its classic Confederate styling hung on the far right taken by Jack during the American Civil War. In the Centre hung two flags one atop the other. The first one was a British royal navel ensign while the one bellow it was a red regimental banner with a long number of battle honours dating back to the 1806.

"As you can see they've all been around the block a few times just like me," said Jack as he threaded his fingers through a hole in the navel ensign. Seras had a good long look at the young man. He was on the tall side wearing a set of old jeans with a green polo shirt that had a gold badge on the left side then there was the old black boots they looked worn but well cared for. His hair was a striking black, long and shaggy like a dog's with hard deep-set sideburns bordering his face.

As Jack continued to reminisce he was sorely interrupted by a siren whirring into action. "It can't be," said Jack and he ran out of the armoury and into another room filled with old television sets. He gazed at a black and white screen that showed a group of black clad figures moving slowly through a wooded area. "Those bastards from Iscariot," said Jack and he rushed back into the armoury. "What's going on?" Seras asked as Jack started tarring through boxes picking up objects.

"Those catholic bastards from Iscariot are trying to take me out. They're moving through the forest heading for the rear exit. I need you to take Sarah and the kids and get them out of here unharmed," said Jack and he kicked open a long crate and lifted out a high calibre heavy machine gun. Jack placed a strong leather strap on the machine gun and then handed it to Seras. "This is a standard browning 50 calibre belt fed machine gun. Not as powerful as your 20mm cannon but certainly heavy just be careful of the recoil," said Jack as he showed Seras how to use the browning.

"Okay I think I got it now what?" Asked Seras as Jack took her down a corridor into a larger underground room. "Right Sarah will be here in a minute," said Jack as Seras took in the aircraft hangar sized room filled with everything from the Churchill tank to a UH-1 Iroquois helicopter. "Take the jeep and head for the airfield plotted on the map inside the box," said Jack handing Seras an ammunition box. "Where are you going?" Seras asked putting the box in the passenger seat of a jeep. "Hmm I'm going to have some fun with the Catholics. Right look after Sarah and the others for me I'll catch up later," said Jack walking up the ramp heading for the surface.

Jack turned left heading for the large forest towards the rear of the house. He stood in front of a large oak tree looking into the woods. He counted twenty men lying prone well hidden from human eyes. "Open Fire!" Came the shout from the black clad troopers and Jack felt a thousand needles pierce his skin. Jack fell to the floor and he heard several pairs of boots move towards him.

Jacks body started to feel warm as his limbs started to repair themselves. Jack let out a sigh as he stood up, pulled out his long knife and grabbed the nearest trooper by the head. The trooper shouted and the others shot at Jack. Jack placed the trooper in front of him and he watched as his human shield recoiled after every bullet.

Jack caught the scent of blood and he hungrily bit into the now dead trooper's neck. The trooper's body fell to ground leaving Jack with just the head which he drank from then let it drop to the ground with a plop. Jack then walked forward and started to slice, carve or humiliate the troopers with his blade. The last one fell back against a tree brandishing a pistol. Jack looked down at the trooper. "You're not from Iscariot or you would have been smart enough to use silver bullets and you're not Hellsing because they don't take out their own so who are you?" Jack asked gazing into the gas masked face.

Jack looked down at the shaking gun pointed at his chest. He took it off the trooper and threw it away. The trooper moved closer to the tree. Jack grabbed the mask and ripped it off the trooper's head. He was shocked to find long blonde hair that fell down and covered the trooper's face. Jack pushed the hair to one side and he looked into a set of scared blue eyes on the verge of tears. Jack placed his aviator shades back on, and put his knife away. Jack then grabbed the woman's arm and dragged her out of the forest. The woman kicked and screamed but he didn't let go.