"Incognito has been destroyed, what a shame." The voice came from one of the mysterious figures shrouded in darkness. There were ten of them in all. The room they sat in was large, and there was a giant light behind them so no one could see their faces.
"Oh well, it was only a matter of time before that fool was crushed by Hellsing's little pet."
"Our Judas has been found out unfortunately. And even more importantly, Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing will be released soon. I believe we should retreat and"
"You dare speak of retreating" a voice filled with horrifying fury shouted into all of their heads"We have not lost anything. Both the Vatican and the Hellsing Organization believe that our product is manufactured here. If you run away they will realize that it is not. I am sending a replacement for Incognito, by the way. He will arrive when the time is right. And if he finds one of you missing, you had better pray that Hellsing or Iscariot finds you. For you see if I do you will be begging me for death by the time I am done"
The figures were all noticeably shaken.
Integra sat in her cell. She had been waiting in this cell for weeks at the very least. Time was not a tangible thing to her any more. She heard a knock at the door.
"Come in." she said coldly.
The man who came in was well dressed, even for a lawyer. "Integra, I have some good news."
Integra waited, and waited, and waited, but the stupid git just sat there with a smile on his face acting like he was the king of the world. Finally, Integra decided to say some something. "Are going to tell me the good news, or are you just going to sit there with that ridiculous looking grin on your face."
"You've been pardoned, Sir Integra."
Integra felt a small grin come over her the moment he spoke. There was much work to be done...
When Integra walked onto the grounds of the Hellsing Manor, she was shocked to see that it had been repaired. She slowly walked across the grounds and opened the door.
Alucard, Walter, and Seres were there of coarse. In addition, there were two other individuals. One was an old man of medium height. He had short crew cut grey hair and blue eyes. The other was young and tall. He had long brown hair that went down to his shoulders. While the man was dressed in a perfectly adorned military suit, the boy was dressed in black entirely. His sunglasses were mirror shaded and Integra could not see his eyes.
"May I ask what your names are" she said emotionlessly.
"Certainly Sir. I am General James T. Fairmount. I have been sent as a replacement to the recently deceased Ferguson. And this young man over here is Devarious. He is a gift from the Americans' Paranormal Firm."
"Why would he be a good gift"
"He's a Werewolf. He was sent here because his life was in danger. They think you will find him very useful."
Indeed I will, Integra thought. The Americans had sent him over for more than safety though. They were not Iscariot, they wouldn't let go of one of their operatives just for safety...
That was thought for another time, however. Right now they had to get new troops and fast.
The man sat down and carefully puffed at his cigar. He was surprised that the Hellsing Organization didn't see past that little façade Incognito had put on.
Oh well, he thought. They were still the only challenge he had at the moment. Soon, he would destroy them and everyone else who dared challenge them at all, however.
A dark malicious laughter filled the room.