A/N I do not own Hellsing, Hellsing Ultimate, or any related materials. I also do not own Black Lagoon and any related materials.

Warning: This work of fiction contains descriptions of graphic and disturbing acts, discretion is advised.

This work takes place 5 years after Alucard's return to the Hellsing Organization and is set in the universe of the OVAs. It also takes place before Revy and Rock go to Japan to translate for Balalaika in the anime.

This work will be updated between once a week and bi-weekly.

CHAPTER ONE:

A Change of Venue

He cowered in fear. The smile on his foe's face was unnatural: a Cheshire cat grin that would make the titular cat run away screaming. It was the smile of a rabid animal, an animal consumed by bloodlust and madness. His foe raised his paired handguns; Jackal and Casull. Two 13mm blessed silver explosive rounds ripped into the vampire's flesh and blew his heart and head all over the wall behind him.

"Master!" A female voice yelled. Alucard turned around to look at his former fledgling, his new No-Life-Queen.

"Yes, Seras?" He asked, slightly manic. "I'm a bit… busy." His scarlet eyes flashed.

"Sir Integra wants us to report back immediately after we finish." She whirled around and unloaded a 30mm canister shell into a group of ghouls behind her from her Harkonnen II. "We might want to finish this fast, Master." Her eyes flashed red and she punched her shadow arm through the wall next to her and ripped the heart out of the second, and last, vampire they were sent to eliminate. The remaining ghouls turned to dust.

Alucard didn't know why Seras still called him 'Master', she didn't need to anymore. Then again, maybe she preferred it because it made her feel closer to him. Didn't matter anyway. He turned and opened a portal to Integra's office and stepped through. Seras right behind him.

"Master." Alucard bowed deeply. "You called?" Seras stayed silent and stood a step to the right and a step behind him.

"You're going to Roanapur, I've been getting reports of FREAK activity from an information broker based out of there." Integra took a deep drag on her cigar. "You leave tomorrow evening."

(Later the next evening)

Gunfire erupted in the background and then died down just as quickly: no one took any notice. Revy drank down another glass of Bacardi. Rock sighed and slowly sipped on his. "Why do guzzle your drinks? You should enjoy them a bit."

"Hrmph…" Revy ignored him. Not that it wasn't unusual, but it annoyed Rock just the same. She pulled out one of her Cutlasses and unloaded it. Revy started polishing the gun, slowly, tenderly. It seemed to Rock that Revy cared more for her guns than anything else.

A barrage explosions rocked the night. That got everyone's attention. Gunfire was common, high explosive barrages weren't.

Balalaika sat in her office, smoking her cigar and finishing some paperwork. She sighed and leaned back. The vampire twins were dead but they had stirred Roanapur into a maelstrom that was just starting to calm. All it would take is a single spark and the city would…

The building rocked with the explosions.

Blood was everywhere. Body parts lay scattered around the scene. It was grisly, even for a hardened veteran of Afghanistan like Balalaika. Several bodies were drained of blood and piles of ash were everywhere. 13mm and 30mm shells lay scattered across the ground. This had been a brutal attack, it was obvious there had been no survivors.

"Who." Balalaika said softly, dangerously, to the man next to her. He looked up at her, his face green from seeing the carnage.

"We don't know. It wasn't the Italians, the Chinese, or the Colombians. Most definitely not one of the local gangs, they don't have this sort of firepower. Then again, neither do the Italians, the Chinese, or the Colombians." He took a step back. "What about the Rip-Off Church?"

"You know they don't get involved like this. They only act when directly attacked." Balalaika answered brusquely, walking away.

(Earlier in the evening)

Alucard and Seras ripped through the FREAK vampires and their ghouls like a scythe through grain. Her Harkonnen II, loaded with high explosive shells, decimated the enemy while he cleared those that remained. Their bloodlust was plain to see to anyone watching, if there had been.

Seras sank her fangs into one of the FREAKs and drained him dry, throwing him aside. Blood dripped from her fangs. "O-…" she sighed wistfully.

"Special memories?" Alucard gently mocked.

"Pip was O-…" She said softly. Firing from the hip at the last few vampires, hitting all but one: that one stood there cowering.

"Why don't you let him out to play?" Alucard turned and blasted a few more ghouls.

"I let him go." Alucard, perhaps for the first time in his un-life, wisely stayed silent. He walked over to the last FREAK, a female. She tried to run. Alucard put an explosive round in her leg. Lifting her up using his shadows, Alucard regarded the female FREAK with a mixture of disgust and pity.

"Any pithy last words?"

"Fuck you," The FREAK spat. Alucard ripped her throat out

The next day was quiet in Roanapur. Surprising, considering the night before. Word had spread fast, there had been a slaughter. Hotel Moscow and the Triad were out in force, trying to keep things quiet. It made Lagoon Company nervous. "We're keeping our heads down for the next few days, which means no jobs." Dutch said calmly in their office.

"Fuck that!" Revy complained, interrupting Dutch. "I'll go find some work for myself." She got up to leave.

"Revy…" Rock sighed. "Stop. You'll get killed by either Hotel Moscow or the Triad. They're not fucking around." Revy whirled faster that anyone could see, Cutlass in hand and pressed against Rock's forehead.

"You want to try me?" Dutch and Benny started edging out of the room. Rock looked at Revy dispassionately.

"No, I want you to sit down and have a drink." Revy's finger tightened around the trigger. "Hurry up, I don't have all day." Rock's eyes gleamed, knowing he had already won. Revy sat down in a huff. Dutch and Benny took their seats again.

"As I was saying:" Dutch continued. "With Hotel Moscow and the Triad out there right now and out for blood, it would be best to lay low until they find the culprits of last night slaughter or they give up." Dutch stood and went to the fridge. "Who wants a beer?" Everyone said yes simultaneously.

That night explosions ripped through the city again. Revy, Eda, and Rock were drinking at the Yellow Flag when the explosions shook the building. Everyone scattered, except Revy, Eda, and Rock. They went to the roof.

The sight that greeted them was awe inspiring in its violence and brutality. Two people, a shapely young woman and an older, taller, inhumanly skinny, man were brutally slaughtering what looked like…

"Zombies?!" Eda and Revy's eyes went wide. Rock stood there, having seen so much that very little fazed him now. They were both dressed in red and black: him in a blood red Victorian overcoat and fedora with red glasses over an elegant red and black suit, her in a blood red uniform that accentuated her curves and black combat boots.

Revy's eyes went wide at their weapons. "Fucking hell…" She whispered in shock. That petite woman was slinging around a semi-automatic 30mm anti-tank gun like it was a child's toy, the man was wielding two massive handguns that he fired with easy, neither were seemingly affected by the recoil of their guns.

"I've never seen those guns before… or even heard of them…" Eda gasped. "'Harkonnen II'? 'Jackal'? ... Wait. Those say Hellsing ARMS… I thought they were a myth…" Rock looked over at Eda.

"Care to finish that thought?" He asked.

"It's the Hellsing Organization. They're not to be fucked with, they could wipe both the Triad and Hotel Moscow off the face of the Earth if they tried." Eda sounded terrified. Revy laughed.

"What have YOU been smoking?" Revy clutched her side in laughter. "Everyone knows Hotel Moscow has the firepower to start and win WW III."

"Watch." Eda said grimly. The three of them turned to watch the fight. The two people ran out of ammo.

"They're fucked now!" Revy laughed. Suddenly, a voice boomed across the street. It was the man's voice.

"Releasing Control Art Restriction Level One." The man suddenly changed. He grew larger and shadows darted from under his coat. A multitude of red eyes peered from those shadows. Revy's blood froze. The young woman's left arm morphed into shadow. Hounds ripped from the man's shadows, tearing down the street, ripping into the 'zombies'. The woman tore up the street, her shadow arm stabbed through a wall and blood rained down. The two were laughing, laughing manically like animals. The sound was chilling, the bloodlust apparent. Their eyes glowed red, the red of blood.

Revy look like she was going to be sick. She had killed, and had enjoyed it. This, however, was different. This was a bloodbath, they were obviously aroused by the bloodshed. They killed like animals, no mercy; just brutal bloodshed. "If they start kissing," Revy muttered, turning green. "I'll vomit."

Eda and Rock were just standing there, mouths hanging open. Suddenly, all the 'zombies' collapsed into dust. The man in red and black had another man hanging from his shadows and had bitten into his neck.

"Is he… drinking that man's blood?" Rock asked in a whispered tone.

"Of course." A manic female voice said behind them. The three of them whirled around. The woman stood there, covered in blood. Revy pulled her Cutlasses and started shooting at her: Eda joined in with her Glock. They put a combined 37 9mm rounds into her body and she sank to the ground.

"Holy fucking shit…" Rock said, white as a sheet. "How did she get up here?" The other man started phasing up through the roof.

"Like this." His voice rumbled like far away thunder, his eyes were blood crimson. Now Eda and Revy went white. This was too much. They were going to die.

"Good shooting." The voice came from the body of the woman on the ground. She stood up slowly, the bullet holes in her healing before their eyes. "Normally, we would kill you know. Unfortunately, our orders don't give us permission to unless you try to stop us." She raised an eyebrow. "Will you try to stop us?"

For perhaps the first time in her life, Revy offered no resistance. Rock was in shock, and Eda was shaking. The man and woman turned to leave. "Who ARE you?" Rock whispered.

"We are walkers of the night, takers of lifeblood, a No-Life-King and his No-Life-Queen." The man boomed. The woman smiled as she spoke next.

"We are vampires of the bloodline of Dracul. We are Alucard and Seras Victoria, servants of the Hellsing Organization and hunters of the things which haunt the night." They took a few steps together and fell through the roof like ghosts, vanishing into the night.