Hellgun
By Alexnandru Van Gordon and Victor Van Heiring
Alex: For those who haven't guessed yet by the title—this is a crossover between Hellsing and Trigun. If you haven't seen either series, I suggest you do because they are the best animes in the world!
Victor: Damn straight.
Alex: Ahem…anyway—this isn't a comedy, but there will be a few laughs just because Vash is a goofy guy and even Victoria has her funny mistakes. This story takes place after the episodes in each series, just so you know. I'm doing this with my cousin because he loves Hellsing and I love Trigun.
Victor: I love blood and gore…
Alex: So do I—that's why I'm warning you readers that there will be a little of that here and there to keep the story in character, as well as all our favorite people.
Victor: (Slaps Alex on the back of the head.) Cut it out with the warnings all ready. You do that all the time in your other stories even if someone cuts their finger.
Alex: Ow…Anyhow, that reminds me… (To readers :) For all of you who are reading my other stories, especially Blast to the Supposed Past and its sequels, I haven't given up on them yet. This is a side thing with my cousin.
Victor: Yeah, and I'm going to start my own Hellsing story sooner or later, so watch out for that. I might post it on Alex's account or I may start my own—so watch out for me!
Alex: Okay. Let's get this story started. Oh—and by the way, this thing starts with Vash on the planet Gunpowder, just because we think he's the only one capable of accidentally creating a warp hole to another dimension of time and getting sucked in with his brother Knives—YES! KNIVES IS IN THIS AND MAYBE SOMEONE ELSE FROM THE TRIGUN WORLD, but you won't know who until later on. They go back in time to an earth that wasn't destroyed from the humans, but Vash knows his stuff since he hung out with some pretty smart people (Rem…).
Victor: ENOUGH! Let's get this party started…
SUMMARY: (Hellsing/Trigun) What happens when Vash and Knives somehow find themselves on earth after their final showdown? And who is this Alucard? What is Hellsing and what exactly is a vampire…
DISCLAIMER: Just about the only thing Victor and I own is the plot. Anything from Trigun or Hellsing belongs to those wonderful people who created them.
We hope you enjoy!
CHAPTER ONE: Damn gun…
Vash slipped down the dune with his brother over his shoulder. The grains of sand shifted beneath his weary feet and he came tumbling down with Knives in tow. He was exhausted from their previous battle and even more tired from walking all day long beneath the rays of the two merciless suns, but somehow he made it. Night was falling but they had arrived.
There was their old space ship, the one that crashed all those years ago—the exact same one Knives hid inside for a year to create their Brother guns. It didn't look a tad bit different, but Vash knew he could take Knives there without someone coming across them in the desert. He needed to keep Knives isolated from the humans until he could talk him out of his sadistic ways….but who knew how long that would take.
"You know your more trouble than you're worth." Vash muttered to his unconscious brother and stood, dusting off his knees. Then he bent over to pick up Knives and headed back toward the ship. Soon he could rest and then he could help Knives with his recovery—but he wondered what the insurance girls were thinking. Maybe they would think he was dead.
He shook his head. He was such an idiot sometimes. They probably thought he was dead, or maybe they would be dead before he arrived. He didn't have a very good sense of time and who knew long it would take for Knives to be sane again. Neither of the brothers was going to die from old age anytime soon.
Sighing, he rubbed his forehead with his free arm and stepped inside the ship. He could think about that later, but right now his brain was on overload.
It didn't take him long to find a room and lay his brother down on a soft bed. After changing his brother's bandages, he set off to find something to eat. He doubted anything could last a hundred years, but the humans stored their food rather well. The last time he saw a ship he found quite a good amount of edible products aboard and that was only a while back after he was wandering through the deserts. Who knew what he would find in here.
Humming a tune, he wandered down the hallways until he came across an unfamiliar room. It looked like the control room, but it reminded him of a lab rather than anything else. There was empty glass tubes shattered on the ground and empty containers along the wall shelves where something might have once lived. There was a table of mechanical parts, but this looked less dusty—possibly the table Knives used when he was creating the guns. On it was many spare parts, but something else caught his interest.
Stepping cautiously over to the table, he picked up an object that looked like a gun, but not the bullet type he and Knives carried around all the time. It wasn't a laser gun either, but it looked as though it couldn't shoot any normal projectiles either. Whatever it was, Knives created it—and he could prove it after looking at it close enough. It was made from a Plant, another non-humanoid Brother of the twins.
He held it in his hand like a real gun and tested the aim…except it didn't have any aim. Either Knives was absolutely insane when he created it, or he really didn't know what he was doing when he did…Scratch that—Knives was always insane.
"What is with you?" Vash asked his unconscious brother aloud.
"PUT THAT DOWN!"
Vash jumped, not quite expecting to be answered. He spun around with the gun in hand to face his slightly older brother leaning on the doorframe heavily. He was staring at the gun with wide eyes.
"Put it down, Vash!" Knives yelled in worry, trying to step into the room. That proved too hard for him to do and he ended up staying in the doorway. "Let go of it now!"
"Okay!" Vash snapped and turned around to put it back where he found it. But there was something wrong…it seemed as though it was glued to his hands. His hand wouldn't release it no matter how many time he tried to shake it off and that worried him. What was happening?
The gun began to glow and grow warm in his hand until it was a blinding white. He tried to pry his hand free with his other one, but he couldn't let go. His Brother wanted to do something—whatever that was. What could a useless gun do besides…explode?
"What the hell is this?" Vash yelled, turning back to his brother. "What is it trying to do!"
"It was a mistake…" Knives said in fear. "I didn't mean to make it that way…"
"In what way? To do what!"
"It's too late, Vash." Knives said, closing his eyes. "We'll talk about this later…"
Later! Didn't he understand that if this thing went off, there would be no later.
Vash had to close his own eyes as it glowed brighter to the point he could see no more. Then his body felt numb and he was consumed by a strange warmth.
Then he passed out…
-Hellsing—Victoria-
"The target has entrenched into the basement! Master, it appears that I can't get a clear shot!"
Victoria sprinted down the steep stairwell to the lower floors. It was dark and dank and she could barely feel her fingers from the chilly air blowing up at her. Holding her new PSP—compliments of Walter—she leapt down the rest of the stairs and landed with a light thud at the base. She was in the parking lot basement and no one was in sight—but she could smell them…the blood…the vampire…
And Alucard—but who knew where he was! He kept jumping out of walls.
Bang! Bang!
The vampire dodged out from behind a pillar and shot at her with God-damn good aim. She was caught once in the left shoulder, but ducked before the next bullet could claim her head, rolling behind the nearest pillar to her right. Back against the cold stone, she waited in silence, listening for when her prey moved.
"Master, I could use a little help right about now…" She muttered, slowly peeking around the corner.
Bang!
Eyes wide, she returned to a safe position before she was hit. Where the hell did this guy learn how to shoot? Did vampires only ever sire military personnel?
"Situation B." Alucard's voice rang throughout the deep basement. "Releasing control ark restriction system to level 5. Power restriction is unlocked until the target has been eternally silenced."
"Heh." Victoria chuckled. "This guy doesn't have much luck left."
The basement grew darker and the shadows of Victoria and the vampire became blood red on the floors. Several crimson eyes appeared above the target, locking on the man lecherously. She felt a little hungry herself, but she would leave this to her master. He didn't get much fun out of his job now that Incognito was defeated with such ease. There was barely an opponent to call worthy.
"Hold still, punk. I'm going to eat you…"
"NO!" The vampire screamed, and Victoria laughed.
A large fanged mouth appeared behind the head of the vampire, drawing open to take a bite. It was then that the vampire felt Alucard's heavy breath on his neck and turned around—only to have his face removed in one chomp. He twitched—something Victoria didn't see happen too often—before falling to his knees, and them lying limply on the cold hard ground. Upon hitting the ground, he exploded into a cloud of dust, and the room returned to normal.
"Target has been silenced. Power restriction complete. Returning to power level ten."
Victoria paused. "Level ten? What's level ten supposed to be?"
"Don't know." He said, appearing before her. "I guess poking someone to death—of which I can do."
A joke—how rare, and she actually laughed at this one.
"Very funny." She smiled. "Where did you get that from?"
"I'm not joking."
She froze.
"Police girl, I'm serious." He said, a smirk creeping onto his face in his usual manner. "Except I use all my fingers."
Then she remembered. The first time they met, he shoved his hand through a ghoul's chest.
Poke to kill.
Then their conversation was rudely interrupted by a large flash emitting from farther inside the parking lot. Darkness followed…and they were left without a clue to what to do. It wasn't an explosion…but no one else was supposed to be inside the building.
Alucard's face lit up. "Something's coming, Police Girl…and it's powerful…"
Another vampire? Alucard seemed to think so. He was practically grinning his face off with excitement as he slowly sunk into the floor.
"I'll be right back…" He said and was gone…
-Alucard-
It was wonderful…the scent of raw power just waiting to be released in something like, let's say, a battle? This could be no human—a demon or a vampire, but a worthy vampire at the very least. Just the smell of him was enough to inform Alucard that this was no weakling like Incognito.
This would be fun…
He raised a hand and lifted himself up out of the floor when the scent grew strong enough that he could taste it. It was dark, but he could see as easy as if it were day. There, lying on his back in the parking lot, was a man in a red coat—same colour as Alucard's. He was unconscious…what a pity…
He casually strode up beside the man and stared down at the young man, a blond haired guy who had his hair spiked up. He had a small beauty-mark by his left eye—oh, how scary. He didn't look anything at all like a vampire—not at all the merciless type. But that would make it all the more fun if he woke up to be a real slayer. But the peachy skin kind of took away the vampire sense…what was he then?
"Maybe I'll drink from you later." Alucard sighed and knelt down to pick up the man. He'd bring him back to Hellsing HQ for questioning…and maybe a little snack. He could still talk if he was a vampire—besides, since when was the last time he drank fresh blood.
Disappointed, he started off to find Victoria. This was going to take some time to explain to Sir Integra—she'd go through the roof.
-A and V-
Victor: I like Victoria. She's named after me.
Alex: (Smacks Victor) Jerk. (To readers :) Okay—there's our beginning. I know I don't usually ask people to review if they don't want to, but do it for my cousin. This is his first story…
Victor: Shut up, stupid. You just want an excuse to get reviews.
Vash: I don't want to be a vampire…whatever that is…
Victor and Alex: (Jumping, spin around to see Vash.)
Victor: Suck it up, kid.
Vash: O.o? Kid? You do know, I'm older than grand parents.
Victor: Yeah…but I'm only scared of your older brother.
Alex: While those two talk…Thank you for reading chapter one. This one is kind of short, but we promise you it gets better.
Victor: Next time, on Hellgun—
Alex: (Covers Victor's mouth with his hand.) We don't have any cartoon to show them like they do in the Hellsing series. Let's just let them read if they want to find out.
Victor: (Muffled) Fine…have it your way.
-Until next time
-Alexnandru Van Gordon,
and
Victor Van Heiring