Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or its characters. I own story.
Anderson's got a new weapon to Alucard's surprise. One that will both haunt the vamp, and suck the dead right out of him…
Sorry chap's a-little shorty
Rated: T
Chapter One- Fleeting
Alucard had broken another blood vessel, he was sure of it. The paladin Alexander Anderson had tempted him to fight only for the purpose of being put into a trap. He felt ridiculous of all the things. If Anderson had any surprises it wouldn't really scare the vamp because he'd just regenerate himself.
"You can't be serious priest" Alucard said getting more serious.
Anderson held his grin in place, a blessed blade aimed at the vamps heart from a mere four foot distance. The place they stood was abandoned. The air was filled with undead ash; the undead he'd taken care of thirty minutes ago. He saw the vampires smile fade as the realization that he'd stole the vamp's mission came across the nosferatu.
The lost thrill of hunting the target was driving him insane. Alucard was pushed over the edge way to many times by this man. He was going to deal with him one way or another. However, his master had warned him that if he met Anderson on this mission, he was to leave the priest alone and return back home. He was tempted to drop the gun for the first time, and have his hands around the priest's neck, strangling the paladin. The thought vanished quickly when Alexander's smile became wider, and a grill of silver shined through.
The paladin's thoughts of beheading simply died out. He had another plan, a plan that would both amuse him-self and his vampire foe. He'd taken a cross from the church. A holy cross, and molded it to fit both the top and bottom rows of his teeth. Dentures both sharp and shiny… The vamp surely noticed his silver caps, and backed up further against the wall. It would be interesting to see the nosferatu die in the way vampires normally killed their victims. But as he approached the vampire, Alucard started to morph. Bats flew above the paladin's head harassing him and biting. The swamp of bats were gone in seconds and Anderson was left alone.
"To hell wit ye".
"You did what Anderson?" an older priest at a boy's orphanage said. "Anderson you are not to mess with the Hellsing agents, dead or alive. How many times do we need to go though this with you?"
Anderson, who was looking down at the grass lifted his head when the priest was done talking. He let a small smile form before turning to head inside. The last thing he wanted were vampires looking for fresh blood at the orphanage.
Before Alexander could leave the presence of the older priest, he was told to dispose of his new invention and return to his daily duties. He was also ridiculed. He doesn't go on escapes looking for trouble. He goes with the permission of God, to find the undead and dispose of them. There is nothing wrong about that. He was doing Gods will.
"I understand, and when I'm threw wit the nosferatu I'll goe on wit my life." The older priest walked away shaking his head disappointedly, and Anderson was left alone to linger though his thoughts.
"Master your back, what's wrong?" A certain happy she-vamp said.
"Sera's"
"Huh"
"I need you to do me a favor police girl" Alucard said. "The next mission I receive, you will take care of, got it?"
"Yes… Sir"
"Good".
tbc