The Iron and Golden King
Disclaimer: Hellsing belongs to its respective copyright owners. Author owns only the ancient laptop on which this non-profit fanfic was written.
A/N:
So there is the first chapter of my first ever fanfic.
I'd like to ask lovers of the English language for forgiveness in advance since my written english is very rusty and my proofreading in all honesty sucks so please settle for a simple apology or even better write a review and let me know, if you can't forgive me torches and pitchforks are to your left. Also there will be OC as some of the main characters, but I promise that I will try to avoid any kind of romance in this story and I will also try to keep OCs as low as possible on Mary Sue metre.
If there is anyone left reading after this, consider yourself warned and enjoy.
Chapter 1:
Dover, 15th March 2004 22:00
Chief of Dover police wiped sweat from his forehead.
"What did you say?" He asked tall blonde sitting across the table.
"I would appreciate, if you stopped wasting my time as I know you heard me the first time." Chief felt sweat on his forehead return with vengeance. "I've said that area where you sent your SWAT unit is infested by ghouls, which means we have one or more vampires in the area too."
"Pardon me Sir Hellsing, but what do you exactly mean by ghoul?" Chief immediately regretted asking, because he found himself frozen in place by gaze of the single icy blue eye.
Integra Hellsing sighed. "Sometimes I wonder if we had done too well in suppressing rumours back in '99." She took cigar from one of her attendants who to chief looked well out-of-place in designer suit. "Thank you Daniel." For the first time Chief noticed smallest hint of smile in Integra's voice.
"But of course sir." replied ex-mercenary.
Integra puffed from her cigar several times. "Ghoul is a result of vampire biting unchaste or same gendered victim or in this case anyone who was bitten by FREAK chip vampire. Best physical description would be mindless zombie serving its maker."
"Sir Hellsing, do you expect me to believe that I sent my SWAT team to fight bunch of zombies," snorted chief, "do you take me for a fool?"
Integra's eyebrow twitched. "As matter of fact you just confirmed that you are. Sadly your SWAT team is very likely to pay the price."
Chief laughed "Oh please. My team has more successful operations under its belt than any other in whole England so even if you are right, I am sure they will be able to handle it."
"Some people will never learn." Sighed Integra, "Very well then. I shall wait and see how your team handles this operation."
"Sir the entry team is ready to enter the area" said one of radio operators.
"What's status of the sniper team?" asked Chief.
"Will be in position in less than minute, sir." confirmed operator.
"Entry team is cleared to go as soon as snipers are in position."
Chief lighted smoke and tried to ignore three intruders to his command tent.
"Snipers in position. Entry team you are clear to enter terminal building."
Chief barely hid his irritation when he noticed that sir Hellsing had put on a headset offered by one of her attendants and was probably listening in on their frequency.
"Terminal is clear. Permission to move to the dock itself sir." Leader of the entry team asked after few minutes.
"Sniper team move to the second position. Entry team you are clear to move as soon as snipers are ready."
"Sierra 1 moving." replied the first sniper.
"Sierra 2 I think I've got a movement on the terminal roof. Wait. No it was probably nothing. Sierra 2 moving." sounded obviously woman voice of the second sniper.
"Don't be so twitchy rookie." Said the first sniper.
"Cut the chatter!" growled chief after noticing sudden tension on his unwelcome guest's face. Last thing he needed was report on unprofessional behaviour of his team.
Integra leant to her attendant. "Tell Seras to get ready." She muttered. Attendant briefly left the tent.
"Sierra 1 in position." Crackled radio.
"Sierra 2 ready sir." Confirmed second sniper.
"Entry team you are good to go." Ordered chief.
As the entry team moved to the small covered dock one of the snipers radioed in.
"Sierra 2 I've got a movement on the far side of the dock. Looks like a civilian sir and judging from the way he moves he's probably intoxicated."
Chief started to chew on the filter in irritation. He didn't want to split the entry team, but the possible clout of some drunken hobo stumbling in the middle of a firefight and getting shot for his trouble outweighed this.
He reached for the radio. "Entry team send Echo 5 and 6 to secure the civilian as soon as you breach the dock."
Suddenly his attention turned to the part of the tent where Integra sat as she loudly cleared her throat.
"Do you have anything to add sir Hellsing!?" he snapped.
"Your last chance chief, pull your team back and let my specialist handle this. They have already been noticed and it is only matter of time before they become vampire food." She said eyebrow twitching.
"I ALREADY SAID NO! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR OPINION IS, BUT THIS IS MY CASE AND MY TEAM WILL HANDLE IT! NOW WHY DON'T ALL THREE OF YOU SIT ON YOUR MAGICAL UNICORNS AND GET OUT OF MY COMMAND POST UNLESS YOU WANT TO BE LED OUT AND CHARGED WITH OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE!" bellowed Chief.
Integra's tone dropped to icy cold. "We will be outside the tent when you need us." She stood up and walked to the exit. Just before leaving she turned back to chief "Tell your team to aim for headshots and pray for miracle." She said and left the tent.
A/N: So this is it. I hope it wasn't too painful to read.
P.S.: Is it just me or is there someone else who has slight feeling of Deja vu and sudden cravings for cheese?