The heavy beat of the party's music pounded through the ground into Alucard's chest as he pushed open the door into the underground room. His orange tinted sunglasses shifted down a little, allowing for his blood red eye to observe the obscenities that were unfolding before him.

On the floor beneath a purple, green, and white laser show, the outcasts of society dealt in drugs, lust, and lies. No one was hiding either, and some where doing all three at once. With his red trench coat and wide-brimmed hat, Alucard was without a shadow of a doubt, the most dressed person there. He grinned slightly, one of the lasers briefly shining of one of his fangs. "And to think they call this a sabbath."

Alucard wasn't here for any of that foolishness, however. Still standing in the doorway, he scanned the room for few seconds. Then his eyes settled, and he pushed his sunglasses back up. "Target confirmed. Released art control restrictions to level 3 until the target has been silenced." He quietly announced, stepping forward.

A girl with long black hair wearing only a blue shirt, who was most likely some sort of door greater, saw Alucard and walked over, attempting to lean in seductively as she yelled over the music. "My my honey! What's a big strong man like you doing with so much clot-" Her eye's glazed over as Alucard waved his hand at her.

There wasn't much in the ways of a clear path through the mass of bodies, so Alucard just walked through them. Some people instinctively got out of the way, while others got a light bump as he passed. One of them, a rather muscular man with dark hair and a beard, didn't pay any attention and was knocked down flat on his face. He man launched himself up from the ground, turning to Alucard. "Hey! What's the big idea!"

Alucard stopped, then turned to the man, whose reflection shone off Alucard's sunglasses. The man huffed in anger, taking out a metal baseball bat. "You think you can just knock down whoever you want?! I'll show yo-"

With stunning speed, Alucard swatted the bat out of the man's hands, sending it high enough to ricochet off the ceiling and fall into the crowd across the room. He then stepped forward coming face-to-face with the unfortunate soul, giving him a grin full of razor sharp teeth. The man, now immobilized by fear, watched as Alucard slowly reached into his trench coat and produced a massive silver pistol. The grin grew wider and wider as Alucard raised the pistol up, then brought it down to rest on the man's shoulder so that the barrel pointed just past the right ear right at a couple a few feet ahead.

The man of the couple, a blonde who was busy caressing his lover and taking his shirt off, caught Alucard's movement out of the corner of his eye and immediately stepped between him and his companion. The girl he was with, a red head who was already naked, turned to see Alucard and gasped, knowing that her days of evading the Hellsing Organization were over.

"MOVE HUMAN!" Alucard shouted over the music at the blonde.

"No way!" The blonde replied, taking out a pistol from his half-attached pants. "I'm not going to le-"

Alucard pulled the trigger.

The man he was using as a gun stand was snapped out of his shock as his right ear exploded in pain, causing him to fall over dramatically clutching it. A single large bullet flew through the air, blowing right through the blonde and embedding itself into the chest of the girl he'd been foolishly falling for. She flew backwards, crashing into a few other people into the crowd. Upon contact with the ground, she went up in a puff of smoke, leaving behind an ash pile.

Trying to breath, the blonde dropped his gun attempting to grab his chest, only to find he had none, just a bloody gaping hole. He collapsed to the ground, his last gaze coming upon his partner's remains. "V-Vampire…" He whispered as the light died from his eye's and his blood pooled all over the floor.

The first part of his assignment was complete. Now all Alucard had to do was investigate for more suspected demonic activity. These kinds of conditions tended to be a hotspot for evil. He swept his gun over the crowd, who all either ran, froze, or a humorous combination of the two. The majority of the party hadn't heard the gunshot and screams due to the music, however, and they all continued partying like nothing was happening.

He didn't pick up anything supernatural, but he did pick up a "You motherfucker!" from behind him. Without turning around, Alucard used his free hand to catch the metal chair aimed at his head.

"A chair?" He asked as whoever was attacking him struggled to pry the seat free from Alucard's iron grip.

"Ah shit."

Alucard bent his arm back to point his gun behind him, then fired, liquefying his attackers head.

Everyone else was backing away. Back to the task at hand.

A few more seconds of searching passed, then Alucard felt it. A small signature coming from around the doorway. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't one he recognized, but it was a signature nonetheless.

"Trying to run?" Alucard said, turning his full attention towards the entrance.

It was coming from the greeter. She had already hooked up with another guy and was enjoying some kind of drug with him. The greeter stopped, then started to spasm. She grabbed her head and screamed as her arms and legs turned long and grey. The guy she was with reached over to ask what was wrong, but as he did so her head split into four toothed flaps of meat and chomped down on his upper body. It swallowed, it's hands becoming three prongs claws, before dropping the corpse to look back at Alucard with several hundred small eyes that had appeared on it's flaps.

Alucard opened fire. The creature moved, dodging the bullets and streaking across the crowd, using their heads move. "Oh?" Alucard's smile grew slightly wider as he fired a few more shots.

The creature's movements blurred as it ran serpentine, then leaped up to the ceiling just above Alucard. It shot down, opening it's slobbering maw. Alucard flung his left arm into the air, a massive black pistol flying from the inside of his sleeve into his hand just as the creature closed it's mouth around it, making mincemeat of the arm.

Alucard smirked as he fired. The holy bullet tore through its body, exiting out its back end before causing the creature to explode in a shower of orangish-yellow blood and entrails that flew across the entire room. The humans closest to him gained another reason to run, but those farther away, not knowing it's source, seemed strangely turned on by it.

Just as the last of the blood settled, Alucard sensed more signatures coming from all around. He turned to see someone's boob elongate and rip a man in half, someone turned into a giant spiky tentacle and started rolling over the crowd, and what could only be described as a really buff cabbage with mouths for hands started spraying acid everywhere and melting people.

Any fun anyone was having came to a complete halt as the party was overrun by monstrosities. People screamed and ran for the exit, only to get cut off by a grotesque flying mouth with ten withered eyes, and torn to shreds.

"Holy shit! That boob just impaled a guy!"

"BAD TRIP! BAD TRIP!"

"Run! Thomas got eaten by a… I don't know what that is!"

"No! NO! My internet history isn't supposed to get out of my computer!"

"OK! What the FUCK does your internet history look li- AGH!"

Alucard's smile grew into a grin as his curiosity grew. He took aim and obliterated three of them before a green spike rammed itself through his back. Alucard was tossed high into the air, then sliced in half by a centaur with wrist blades. His torso was hit by a ridiculous amount of bone spikes, soared across the room, and was nailed to a wall.

"Dam half-breeds." The centaur muttered, giving the now mutilated corpse a thorough inspection before turning back to what was left of the mob of humans.

It had been a complete massacre. Blood covered every square inch of the floor, and bodies were being torn apart and eaten. The last of the humans were all being collected into some sort of skin bag by a giant purple malformed bunny. They screamed helplessly as the bunny's right arm turned into a massive toothed drill and plunged into the bag, blending up it's prey to a pulp before chugging the remains.

"Hey! This ones still kicking!" The centaur yelled to his comrades and gestured towards Alucard.

Alucard's grin doubled in size. "So you were able to notice? Excellent" He said, clearly amused. "It's been awhile since I've fought monsters of your caliber."

"And it will be your last time." The centaur announced. "Vampires are obsolete now. Save yourself the trouble of existing and turn to ash already."

"Oh but I'm interested now." Alucard said, his long triangular tongue running through his teeth. "Who would replace us?"

The crowd of creatures who were now gathering around laughed as they approached.

"He doesn't even know!" One giggled.

The centaur smirked. "We're demons, obviously."

"Aren't we all demons?" Alucard scoffed.

The crowd laughed louder.

"You? A half-breed?"

"Oh look at me! I'm a wannabe demon who requires human blood to survive!"

"I can't even go out in sunlight!"

"I bet this pansy sparkles when he does!"

The demon's laughter devolved into howl's as they tried to control themselves. Alucard chuckled, then joined in, laughing hysterically while blood poured from his wounds. It all became much quieter as the demons realize this.

"What the hell are you laughing about?" The centaur asked, clearly irritated.

Alucard inhaled as he stopped laughing, then exhaled viciously. "Releasing control art restriction systems 3… 2… 1… Situation A recognized commencing the Cromwell Invocation. Ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the target has been rendered silent." He whispered.

The centaur stomped forward, grabbing Alucard's head and coming face to face with the vampire. "What was that half-breed? You begging for mercy?"

"I said: If you're so high and mighty, then COME AT ME!" Alucard yelled.

A gunshot rang out through the now musicless room. It streaking through the demon ranks and blew through the centaur's ear, impacting on the wall Alucard was nailed to. The wall exploded, causing the centaur to jump back. The demon clutched the remains of his ear, giving out a loud roar as the rest of his head started to melt from the wound. As the smoke cleared, the demons saw that the wall had been demolished, leaving behind nothing but a bloody stain where Alucard had once been.

"13mm rounds, blessed macedonian silver casings, explosive tipped with a side of blessed mercury, be glad you were only grazed by my Jackal!" The demons turned to see an amorphous darkness rising from the ground behind them. At the very top of it was a single arm holding the Jackal.

"What the…"

"A pistol did that?"

The centaur stomped his hooves. "Fool! We do not fall so easily! Kill that Vampire!" He ordered.

The demons charged, roaring and slobbering as they thundered over the corpse covered floor. A massive snake-like demon was the first to reach the darkness. It zoomed in opening it's tooth-filled mouth and preparing to chomp down, but two white-gloved hands shot out of the dark mass and caught the snake demon's jaws. Alucard's face appeared from the shadows, his eyes glowed a bright red and his pristine white teeth were arced up in a cruel grin. He slammed the jaw's together hard enough to shatter the snake-demon's teeth, then tossed it to the side, leaving it to writhe in agony on the ground.

Another demon, this time an giant eight legged reptile, came in from the side and went in for a bite thinking the vampire was distracted. Another form lept from the darkness, one with a hundreds of eyes and razor sharp teeth. It opened its mouth to become twice as large as the reptile-demon before chomping down, shearing it in half effortlessly before devouring the rest in a few more lightning fast motions.

"Yes! This madness!" Alucard cackled, sweeping the darkness away with an arm. The giant dog that had appeared from his body fell to the ground, melting over it and covering it with an ever growing shadow. "It was suspected that these 'Sabbaths' had bigger fish to fry, but an entire demon breeding ground? You are fools to try this anywhere NEAR England, let alone inside London!"

Alucard rushed in to meet his opponents. The purple bunny was up first. It spun up it's drill and lunged forward, only to be sliced in half vertically by the knife-edge of Alucard's hand. The vampire blew through the two slabs of demon corpse and thrust his hand right into the chest of another. The demons became little more than burry shadows to Alucard as he ripped and tore through their ranks. Heads flew, rib cages were torn asunder, and limbs were ripped from their sockets. Demon blood sprayed everywhere, mixing in with the red down below.

The centaur watched as the bloody trail rapidly grew closer and closer to him. Then, from out of the orange-yellowish ickor sprang Alucard. As the vampire jumped, so to did his waves of shadow hounds, who crashed over the demons like waves upon land. A single massive eye flew open in the middle of Alucard's chest and a thin red aura surrounded his body. The centaur leaped back as Alucard crashed into the ground where he had been mere moments before, then lashed forward with his wrist blades.

Alucard's upper half separated from his torso, but was immediately pulled back in place by a few strands of meat and the wound healed instantly. The centaur managed to block as Alucard's hand struck his blades before their movements accelerated. They broke the speed barrier as they traded blow after blow. Yellow cut marks were appearing all over both combatants bodies, but to the centaurs dismay this didn't seem to bother Alucard at all.

"You're stronger than the rest." Alucard observed, his hair slithering out to become longer with every strike. "But is this truely all you have to offer?"

"How…" The centaur grunted, the fear becoming evident in his eyes. "We are… The original demons… The pinnacle of evolution… All others descended from us… How are you this strong!"

Alucard smirked as the centaurs arm fell to the ground. The demon tried blocking with it's remaining wrist blade, but found that it had been shattered. Before the centaur had a chance to process how much trouble it was in, a sharp pain go through his waist as his human half separated from the horse half. Alucard reached forward, grabbing what remained of the demons hair and holding it at eye level.

"My my. The level of ignorance..." Alucard hissed. "When you get back to Hell, tell them that the Hellsing Organization sent you, and that England will not allow such filth within its borders."

Alucard thrust his hand through the centaur's chest, impaling the demon on his arm before throwing it to the ground, where a set of teeth sprung from the ground and ripped it apart.

The grizzly scene of mashed bones, demon giblets, and mutilated humans being ripped further to shreds by the pack of hellhounds was all that remained in the room. As soon as the last bit of flesh was torn away and consumed, the hounds ran towards Alucard, jumping up and fusing with him until all of them had disappeared.

"Still, this does pose a problem." The blood stains started to move, then as if they were being pulled, flowed across the floor to disappear under Alucard's boots. Shadows appeared across the vampire's body as his red coat, hat, and orange sunglasses appeared. He took out a phone from beneath his coat, dialed a number, and put it to his ear.

"Alucard." An old male voice answered. "I apologize, Sir Integra is currently seeing to Seras at the moment. I assume you've completed your mission?"

"Yes, Walter." Alucard replied. "The vampire has been terminated."

"And these, Sabbaths?" Walter asked.

"It's worse than we suspected. It appears that demons are using them as some sort of breeding ground. 26 demons, 167 humans. Looks like we won't have to do any cleanup, as all the people who could have been witnesses are dead." Alucard reported.

"26?" There was a mixture of surprise and interest in Walters voice. "We haven't seen activity like that in a while."

"Indeed. And it seems these are no ordinary demons." A small drop of yellow blood made its way out of Alucard's mouth, which was wiped away with a glove. "In all my years, I've never met monsters quite like them. Their blood is yellow, their bodies take many abstract shapes, and one of them almost wasn't cannon fodder. On top of that, their blood is… Disagreeing with me."

"A new type then. Most troubling." Walter said. "Will you be returning to the mansion then?"

"I think I'll walk around for a bit before doing so." Alucard replied.

"Never can be too careful I suppose." Walter affirmed. "I shall pass on this information to Sir Integra. It shall be interesting to see what becomes of this."

"Yes it will Walter." Alucard chuckled, hanging up. "Yes it will."