The darken abyss, sprawled for miles upon miles above, was sprinkled with twinkling lights that disappeared and reappeared due to the cloud coverage.
Night.
It was their domain. The creatures, nightwalkers, criminals, beings that abide by no rules, worshipers of the blood soaked moon.
"Target sighted. Awaiting permission to fire."
"Hold."
"I've got it!"
A female voice rang through the night, taunting a lone figure who was crouched in fear. Upon hearing the voice, the male promptly stood up and began to run through the alley ways.
"God damn it! Why do they always have to run?"
"Keep your cool."
"Shove it, Ulric." The clicks of heels echoed through the seemingly empty town as they rushed after the escapee. "Where the hell did he go!?"
"I thought you were watching him?"
"Dumb ass! Why do I have to do all the work? Riding Hood, do you have your mark?"
"Yes."
"Take that fat ass down."
BANG
A single shot ripped through the running man's skull, splattering brain matter and blood upon the cobble stone road.
"Got'cha, ya little prick." A woman bent down, viewing the handy work of one of her partners. She riffled through the man's clothing, finding what they had been looking for. "Job well done."
"No thanks to you." A grunt followed the males comment as he doubled over from the woman's fist connecting with his gut.
"Guess who sleeping on the floor tonight?"
"Damn it Marlene." The male choked out as the woman stood dominantly over him.
"What was that Ulric dear?" A new figure appeared, glancing from the two in front of her. Sighing, the red head settled down while the two bickered like they always did. Ulric took out a cigarette as Marlene complained how his smelly ass wasn't getting into their bed tonight. She bumped her head full of glossy, black hair into Ulric's mosey brown. He rubbed the spot as it turned red and swelled.
"Let's go Red," Ulric finally said as the couple made up. The young girl nodded and stood up. She shifted her PSG1 sniper rifle on her shoulder before trotting after the older couple.
"I like it here in Sweden. Let's stay a bit longer." Marlene piped up upon the return to their lodgings.
"Whatever you want dear." Ulric said, as he laid on the couch, dozing off.
"Dumb ass," Marlene scoffed, before crawling on top of him and allowing herself to fall asleep.
This left Red, who took off her fur trimmed jacket and hooked it on the back of a chair. After she put her precious rifle away, she made her way to the glass door and opened it up to the small balcony off of their room. Leaning against the white railing, she allowed the wind to play with her hair as the sky began to turn into an array of orange and pink, battling the darken blue.
Somewhere, she knew he was watching the sunrise or set. Pushing away from the railing was like pushing away her thoughts of him. Returning to the darkened room, she pulled the blinds closed before settling herself down on the bed.
"Wake up!" A call from Marlene's distinct voice awoke the slumbering redhead. Rubbing aquamarine eyes, she rose from her laying position and looked over to see Marlene straddling Ulric, shoving her fist into his mouth. The male gasped out and pushed her away.
"Damn it Marlene. Can't a man get some sleep around here?"
"Shut up you dumb ass, you sleep all the damn time!" The usual morning bickering was only muffled by the closing of the bathroom door. Red shuffled around the small space, brushing her teeth and hair after taking a shower. Upon exiting the steamy bathroom, she was spun around by Marlene rushing in. Eyes crossed, she fell to the floor. She heard a sigh from across the room, and saw Ulric stretched out on the couch.
Mimicking him, she sighed before getting up. Sitting on the bed, she cleaned her rifle, waiting for Marlene to get out of the bathroom.
RING RING
"Hello?" The drowsy voice of Ulric pulled Red's attention away from her gun. She saw the man's brow furrow and his lips pulled back into a snarl. Slamming the phone down onto the receiver, he fell heavily back onto the couch.
"Who was it?" Marlene asked, exiting the bathroom in just a towel.
"Those bastards," was all Ulric needed to say for Marlene to understand. She narrowed her brown eyes, glancing from Red to Ulric. Red had no idea who they were talking about. They never would tell her about the person who managed to call them at least once a month, no matter where they were.
"I see. Well there isn't much we can do." Marlene said after a moments silence, allowing the towel to fall. Red was all but used to the woman who didn't care about being naked around her partners.
The younger girl just got up and went out onto the balcony. Staring at the low sun, she wondered why they refused to talk to that person. Usually, they never say no to a paying customer. The life of an assassin had pulled the German girl from her home all around Europe. It didn't matter how someone talked or what they did, as long as they paid the price. For a while, she felt homesick. German words didn't flow from her mouth like they used to, as Marlene preferred for her to speak English. She could even feel the accent that made her distinctive slip as Marlene accentuated the importance of pronunciation.
"It's W! Not V."
As others would be insulted by this, Red got used to it. After all, the couple had saved her.
"Hey," Marlene called to the distracted girl. Entering the room to find a fully clothed Marlene and a freshly showered Ulric, Red waiting to hear what they would do next.
"One," Marlene stated, hand on her hip while her index finger was pointed out on the other. "One week, then we will be heading back to Germany." This decision surprised Red. It had been years, nay, over a whole decade since she had been home. Other than passing through Germany for the purpose to get to the other side of Europe, they hadn't taken a mission there for a long time. Red was excited, but nervous all the same.
Home.
In truth, there was no home that she could return to.
No.
Home lied with the people around her. They would never know of the comfort their words would give her.
"So you better be ready."
Else Where in the World
A young male sighed, stretching out on his bed. The Major had said they were going back to Germany. Not all the force, just the team, him and Doc.
He hadn't been home in forever.
A sudden pain pierced his abdomen as he thought of those blue eyes. How sad and frightened they looked the day he left her so long ago.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his auburn locks before getting up. Walking through the halls of the bunker, he was greeted by the sight of a much taller man.
"Hey Captain. I guessink you heard zee news of us heading back huh?" In response to the younger male, the Captain nodded. "Damn, vonder if zat little runt of a sister of mine is still vere I left her. She is goink to be so pissed." He laughed nervously, while rubbing the back of his head.
"I vant to meet your sister!" A childish voice spoke up and the little blonde catboy poked his head between the two males.
"Vell, maybe. If she doesn't kill me first." The catboy laughed before disappearing. The other males continued on their way to see what the Major wanted to see them about.
"Vat is it Herr Major?" The shorter male asked a rather plump, blonde man who's face was hidden by shadows, only his glasses and grin caught in a glint.
"Zis about zee Hell Hounds..."
So this is my new Hellsing fanfic with my Oc Red!
Lots of swearing cause that's the characters yo. (I personally don't swear much... only in my head)
Hope it's not to terrible. I looked up a guide in how to write with a German accent. This is gonna be a challenge.