"I'm very impressed with your work, Montana."
The major opened his eyes to see absolutely nothing. He looked around the dark to find there was no up, no down. Nothing was around him. It was as dark as a hells soul but he could see the dark so clearly.
Montana lifted his hand up to his face, but he couldn't see half an inch in front of him.
"Where am I? Is this hell?"
"Not quite." The voice from the dark spoke again. "Let's call this...the in between of heaven, Hell, and Earth."
"So I am dead then?"
"Humans ask too many questions. I brought you hear to listen, not answer the obvious."
Major fell silent. The voice in the dark took this as a sign to continue.
"Like I said before, I am very impressed with your work. So impressed that I wish to make a deal with you."
No concern for who or what he was talking to, Montana asked, "What deal?"
The voice took a pause. "...What you did to London was breathtaking. It was better than anything Hitler did. Better than the Bombs over Hiroshima. You are counted as leaving a legacy in hell!"
A small smile formed on the majors face. Only God knows why though.
"So," the voice continued, "I am here to propose the deal of ages. I will bring you back to life. You'll be as human as you ever were. And with you, I'll give 5,000 of my best demon forces, 400 werewolves, 3,000 true vampires, not mere copies like you're use to, any other dark forces of your choosing, and I'll return any of your dead soldiers as you please. In turn, you will use them to not only destroy London again, but you'll also destroy France, Russia, All of Asia. You will destroy all of the earth and those who live in it. You will have a war you've only heard of in fiction.
The major was almost appalled. Never had he been offered such power, not even from Hitler himself. He could only imagine how big this would be. His grin widened, his eyes brightened, the energy inside him was ignited once more.
"How could I refuse such a-"
"But-" the voice cut him off. "Even with greater help, you could still fail if you do not lead them correctly. So, if you fail, your soul and everyone's who joins you to fight this battle will go to the deepest, darkest, hottest pit."
A drop of sweat fell from Montana's face. He thought it over once more.
"You have given me powers to command that stand a chance against the gates of heaven. I will accept your deal, but only... only if you reveal yourself."
From the clear darkness appeared a form...a person. It was a tall man with dark hair. Very well dressed...almost the human form of perfection. The major could only wonder what he was before the mans eyes turned black.
Ok so ummm...yea...I talked to my sister about something I had found and we both thought this would be amazing as Hellsing 2 (no not the dawn (still pissed about that)). So I decided to give, I guess, a little taste of what we thought of.
Note: the idea came from a post on tumblr (can't recall the tumblr tag/name of the true owner)
Also, as far as the other story, yea, it'll be finished. Promise. Really. You don't believe me do you? I PROMISE!
On another, note, Montana? Yea...I suggest typing "Hellsing Montana Max" into Google if you're a bit confused.
Ok. Bye!