Iscariot: The after story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing its characters or anything to do with it.
I'm obsessed it's true. I can't stay away from Hellsing.
Before we go further I apologies for the lack of gore in ch. 1. There will be some but not as much as I would like to put into it. If you however tune in for ch. 2 I think you'll find it much more gory.
Now for the intro. This story will take place in the World of Hellsing thirty years after the major decided to try and wage ultimate war. (May he burn in hell.) This will also take place after volume ten. So that means we have established Heinkel as the new Regenerator and that he is now a little crazy as well as the Iscariots plan for a tenth crusade. Now let's make a small review about what happened in my alternate ending.
Alexander Anderson died. But was able to kill Alucard as well. Both Heinkel Wolfe and Yumi Takagi survived. As well as four other Iscariot members. Both Seras Victoria and Integra Hellsing survived as well. Seras found out she could communicate with Mr. Bernadotte. As she had drank his blood. Integra was not shot in the eye. Yet the fire did end up killing the Dock. Schrodinger died as well because he slit his throat just as in Volume ten. Yet because he didn't know that Alucard was dead. He was not absorbed and simply died. Yes I got lazy there.
Unimportant note but perhaps this will clear up a few things.
Ps: This is not based off my opinion. But the facts. (Well I do have a lot of my opinion in this but I always try to back it up with facts.)
Heinkel's Gender. I made Heinkel male simply because he looks acts and dresses as one. Yes that's right the notion that he is female is ridicules. He dresses as a PRIEST. Not like Yumi whom was a NUN. This is the Catholic church. Females can be Nuns. Males can Priests. I know I'm getting carried away here. However the OFFICIAL gender of Heinkel which was even told to us by Hirano the creator of Hellsing was that he was neither. (Not both so stop being weird. But neither. You can work out the difference.) I simplified this and just said he was male. Mainly because of how he looks, acts, sounds, and dresses. Which are all male like. Heck his name even sounds like it's male.(Then again how many people do you know that are named Heinkel?) That doesn't mean he is a male however. But I'm not going to type He/she or him/her every time I mention Heinkel as he's going to be one of our main characters. Even though some people say that Hirano was acting strange or being Ironic when he was discussing the subject. He's still the creator and has final say over the characters so thus regardless of how he acted. What he said is final.
Now on to the story.
It was thirty years after the death of Paladin Father Alexander Anderson. In the holy city of the Vatican. Heinkel Wolfe had been summoned to meet with the new head of the Iscariot branch. Chief Makube.
The door opened to the head of the Iscariot branch's office. One robed figure entered the room.
Chief Makube looked up from a packet of paper he was reading. "Good your finally here."
Chief Makube set down his packet of papers took out a handkerchief from a pocket and wiped the sweat from his brow. It was a very hot day in the Vatican and it did not help that Heinkel kept the door open for longer than need be.
"Please. Even though your one of Iscariot's new trump cards you don't need to act like your invulnerable to the heat. Please shut the door."
Said Chief Makube to Heinkel whom much to the chiefs' annoyance stood directly in the doorway and indeed 'Let out the cold.'
"I apologies Bishop." Replied Heinkel without much pity.
"No matter." Said Makube as he waved his hand towards a chair. "Please sit."
Heinkel took a seat directly opposite of Makube whom had resumed reading his packet. "Anything you need? Water, Food, bullets, Grenades?"
Heinkel quickly checked over his pockets and pulled out his weapons. He had Three high powered 45 magnum ( I know your thinking about Dirty Harry but he had 44's.) pistols. 6 cartridges full of holy silver bullets from his belt. Four more attached to his legs. Another four attached to his forearms and 3 hand grenades with large golden crosses painted on to them from various pockets in his priest robes.
Makube raised an eyebrow. "It appears not."
"Hmmm. I may need another grenade. Had to use one on a group of fangs in Germany." Murmured Heinkel.
"Had to. I very much doubt that a regenerator needed to resort to such methods as these. They're very expensive you know."
Heinkel shrugged his shoulders and tried to look innocent. "Well maybe I didn't need to. But the all you can eat special at my favorite diner was about to close and I was in hurry."
The chief sighed. He may have said something more but was interrupted by a hurried sounding Heinkel.
"So why I am here?" Asked Heinkel.
"As you know the Iscariot are currently trying to find worthy members to join our holy order. After our decimation in the 9th crusade."
Heinkel grimaced visibly. He remembered the 9th crusade well. Father Anderson had lost his life in it. As well as nearly all of his other friends. He had in fact had to kill some of his friends.
The chief paused for a moment looking at Heinkel. Then continued. So as you know we started to send any of our remaining Iscariot members in search of apprentices. This search has so far yielded better results than we expected. Yet it is still not enough. It appears that there is another sporadic rise in vampire activity."
"How is that possible? We destroyed their research into artificial vampires did we not?" Asked Heinkel obviously skeptical.
"We thought so. As to your first question. That's what your going to find out."
Heinkel groaned loudly. "Let me guess. I'm going to have to travel through countries with very little modern technology and even less working pluming?"
Asked Heinkel as he put his head into his hands. "Again." He added as an afterthought.
"No. You don't actually." Responded Chief Makube after he let Heinkel finish his rant. He enjoyed seeing him so obviously annoyed. It wasn't that the two didn't get along. No it was just that his job simply got very boring at times.
Heinkel very obviously surprised looked up. "Where will you be sending me then?" He asked.
"The United States of America."
Heinkel frowned. Now this was different. Why on earth would they want him in the U.S.?
"Yes I know very confusing. But trust me. There have been some strange things happening in New York." Said chief Makube.
"Like what?"
Well to start things off. Thirty people in this last year alone. Civilians mind you. Have reported vampire attacks. The murder rate has gone up considerably as well. Yet the police have been able to do nothing about this. "
"Why then don't you just send another Iscariot member? By the looks of things you don't even know if there are vampires there."
"Heinkel. We have already sent over three others. Two of them we did not hear back from and the third was found dismembered on our very own doorsteps!"
Heinkel was shocked. What vampire could take out three highly skilled Iscariot members and not have even been seen once. Not to mention get one of the bodies all the way from the U.S. and here without being caught!
"How do we know that the thing is in the U.S.? Much less New York City?"
Makube inhaled deeply and ran a hand through his hair. "This is where things get strange."
"Stranger than they already are?" Interrupted Heinkel.
"Yes. A while back. About a month in fact.
(Yes! It's time for a flash back!)
A man dressed in black priests robes slowly walked through a town. It was a nice place. There were classical building everywhere. It would perhaps have been a little better looking to the man however. If he had not been traveling in the dead of night. It got even darker for the man as he walked under a huge bridge above him and left the light of the moon. The man whom some of the people in the town thought a bit odd. Probably because of his looks. A completely hairless face and very pale white skin as well as perfect teeth and dark clothes. Which gave this man the ironic nickname of 'Vampire.' If only they knew. Thought the man.
His thoughts were cut short however. As he was approached by another blacked robed 'man'. But there was absolutely no mistaking this 'man' for a priest. He seemed to radiate blackness. While the other man seemed to shine a light. Albeit a burning light that would blind you and scorch you if you ticked it off.
The darker 'man' stopped and snarled viscously and practically spat out the word. "Priest."
The priest stopped in his tracks. He smiled. "Yes my child. How may I help you?"
"Shut up! I'm going to gut you like the pig you are."
The priest continued to smile. As he spread out his hands. "What have I done to offend you my child?"
The black robed 'man' flipped down his hood and through the glint of the moonlight his nice pointy fangs could be seen sprouting from his mouth.
"I told you to shut up priest. Now I'm not just going to kill. I'm going to make you suffer."
"Hahaha! How is that filth? Gona bite me? Ahahaha!" The priests smile grew from warm and friendly to overlarge and insane.
"Shut the F**k up!" Shouted the vampire. The priest shouted out a phrase in Latin that was lost to all but his ears. Then he threw a piece of paper with writing inscribed on it to the floor.
The vampire laughed. This pathetic priest could do nothing more than pray as he said goodbye to this world.
The vampire who was charging full speed reached where the paper had landed only a half second before it hit the ground. BAM! The vampire crashed into an unseen wall and shattered it. But not before he got a nice little jolt of electricity.
The vampire fell to the floor with a loud and satisfying thud. The priest whom was still chuckling to himself pulled out a pistol. Large but light it was an ideal weapon for vampire killing. He pointed at the still shacking vampire.
"Welcome to hell." Said the priest as he pulled the trigger. The bullet shot straight into the blood sucking freaks skull cracking it and coming out the other end. Then for good measure the priest shot the vampire five more times. Splattering the creatures brain matter all over the floor until its face resembled nothing more than a strange mixture of pinkish squishy tissue and a few pieces of cartilage that were once teeth.
"P-Put your hands i-in t- the a-air." Stammered a police officer as he held a trembling gun at the priest.
The priest did the officer one better and dropped his weapon. Then as he raised his in the air he stopped for a moment as his left hand came to belt level. He quicker than the police officer could react quickly pushed down his gun so that the barrel faced behind him and pulled the trigger.
The bullet flew through the air and shattered the officer's gun. The police officer closed his eyes and only suffered shallow cuts to the side of his face from the destroyed plastic and metal.
The priest wasted no time. He grabbed a strange device that he saw in the vampires coat pocket and sprinted away. He turned the corner then pressing his hands he turned them to point at either side and lastly pulled them apart. This caused strange spikes to come out of the priests gloves. With these he scaled the wall as easily as a spider. Then he saw the edge of the top of the bridge jumped the rest of the way barely grabbed the edge just barely and swung himself onto the top.
The police officer ran in the way of the man who had mysteriously disappeared and found nothing. He come out the complete other end yet he was nowhere in site. That was impossible. There was nowhere to hide within five hundred feet at least. No one could move that fast. The police officer quickly looked up at the bridge. He thought that for perhaps a moment he caught a glimpse of a swirl of black cloth. But it was gone so quickly he must have imagined it.
"So what happened with the strange object?" Asked a now completely attentive Heinkel.
"Well we only know what father Remington told us. Which was very little to say the least. We knew that it contained secrets that have been long lost to both vampires and humans. But other than that we know very little."
Heinkel was still very confused. Makube's story left more questions than answers.
"Alright no more stories just answers. How do we now it's in New York? Where is Father Remington, Why did he not tell us more about the object, and lastly what kind of hidden secrets did this thing contain?
The chief inhaled deeply once more. We know because Father Remington left for New York suddenly and only sent us one letter stating he had found the vampire who was responsible for the murders. He Knew he was there because the device had somehow connected him to New York. We don't know how." Said the chief hastily seeing that Heinkel was about to ask another question. Makube continued.
"We believe that either Father Remington was either too busy to tell us more or he himself didn't even know more. And lastly. The secrets of the object. The thing that has gathered us here." Chief Makube paused for a moment and picked up the piece of paper he had been reading.
He handed it to Heinkel.
Father Remington. First Entry Thursday JUNE 6th 2030.
I myself am not quite sure as to the properties and the powers of this object yet I know for a fact it's dark. It should not be messed with. It is a small square of pink material with purple thin lines running through it. When struck it makes a sound like it is mettle. Yet it feels and weighs just like a piece of plastic. One of the strangest things about this is that it appears as perhaps a piece of electronics. I have taken it to a very trustworthy expert on all such electronics. He has stated that while it looks like it may have been compatible with perhaps a few computers and something called a game boy. This last item is a piece of old technology that was created in 1989 Over 52 years old. I looked into it and so far as I can tell there was nothing over all sinister about it. I also tried each and every one of these devices. None of them worked. Yet I did discover something about it. After three days of carrying around this thing. I snapped. Everywhere I looked something angered me. It was as if fire from hell had erupted inside me. I saw the people I preached to. Faithful Catholics and wanted to slaughter them all like lambs. I went home sick that day. I let the deacon take over for that mass. This did not seem suspicious however. As when I was leaving I took a detour into the bathroom and threw up. I'm positive the people heard me.
I went home. I did not know what was going on. But when I say my guns lying about and grabbed one and smiled. I pray to my lord that my face will never take that shape again. My feeling at that time they were evil to actually call them my feelings is ridicules. It could be described as nothing less than demonic. I was about to go outside and do who knows what until I stopped for some reason. Perhaps there was still a piece of me inside of my body after all. I knew whatever was going to happen If I walked out that door was bad. So I ran top sped towards the nearest wall head first. Perhaps I would die. I didn't know at the time. All went black. When I woke up I was normal. The pink object lay next to me on the floor. I was determined never to touch it again. But then I had a vision so to speak.
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As soon as I knew what was going on I packed up my weapons and went to New York City.
"What was with that last part? Is this some kind of a joke?" Asked Heinkel.
"We do not know what happened to the letter. It has shown no signs of being tampered with. It seems to have simply been changed as if by magic."
The last word was spoken strangely. "Please, no matter what don't say that we are possibly dealing with-"
"Magic yes." Finished Makube.
"Didn't we burn all of the witches many years ago!" Said Heinkel angrily.
"It appears not. Heinkel. This will be dangerous. The vampires have their own spells and dark magic it is true. Yet the Iscariot have not gone up against true wielders of the dark arts for ages. This is nothing we won't be able to handle for sure. But they caught us at a bad time."
"It appears so. Will you be sending any other agents?" Asked Heinkel.
"Yes. After Yumi return from her mission in Spain we will send her."
Heinkel looked up in surprise. "Two regenerators!"
(Yes that's right! Yumi is also a regenerator! I decided to do this because it kind of made sense. Since the Iscariot is so low on numbers lower than perhaps they have been for many years. They might instead of spending their resources on obtaining members they know would not be as good if they were to only choose the best of the best. They make there really good units even better. Thus replacing quantity with quality.)
"Yes two. Now before you leave can we please try to not repeat Poland."
Heinkel was astonished. (Or at least he looked like he was.) "Sir. Please. You know very well I had to destroy that building."
The chief sighed. "Yes but you know very well that the Polish government would have been happy to allow you to do so if only you had contacted them first."
"So you expect me to just leave. And let the building get overrun by vampires again?"
"What happened to your cell phone?"
"My What?"
"Your phone Heinkel. Why didn't you just make a call?"
"I-it was destroyed."
"Before or after you blew up the building?"
"Sir. Do you seriously think that I would blow up a building without first trying everything I could to not do so?"
The look Makube gave him was enough to say no.
"Sir come on. I evacuated the area."
The chief sighed again. "Yes yes I know. But please just try to refrain from blowing up anything if you can will you?"
Heinkel looked towards the ground and mumbled the word "Fine."
The he looked up and said "How soon will I leave?"
Makube responded. "You have two hours. "Oh! And here is your form." He said as he went over to his desk and pulled out a slip of paper. He put his signature on it and handed it to Heinkel.
"Give this to father Brown. He will equip you with whatever you need."
"Thanks." Said Heinkel as he left.
Tune in for chapter two guys its already up. Also I would like to say that there will be a lot more gore in the next chapter. And I mean a lot. Please read it.