Hello NeuGristle87 here with a new story called Vampires in London, the sequel to Vampires in Roanapur! This is just a prologue, a taste of things to come. Here's the summary:

Rock, Revy and the others go to England to search for Karl's hideout, where they might find a cure. However, things don't go as planned as a far more sinister plot is about to unfold. Will they be able to stop it, with the help of the Hellsing organization? Or is humanity doomed?

Revy: *whistles* I sure hope there's gonna be gunplay.

Me: Trust me, there's gonna be more than just gunplay. This will be a mature story, so sexual situations, violence & gore, explicit languages, and adult themes are par for the course.

Revy: Fuckin' A. Oi, do the fuckin' disclaimer, will ya?

Me: *sighs* Goddammit to hell... *clears throat* Disclaimer: I do not own Black Lagoon and Hellsing; those belong to Rei Hiroe and Kouta Hirano, respectively. I do own my OCs, however. Now that I got that shit out of the way, let's get this started!

Pairings: Rock/Revy, Sawyer/OC, other pairings to be determined.

The moonlit streets of London are empty, as many of the populace have turned in for the night. Unbeknownst to them, something is about unfold in their city. Something sinister. And blood will be spilt on the streets of London, England.

A mile away from Big Ben, as its clock enters the 11th hour, lies a mansion that gives off an elegance when viewed from the front gate, but inside lies an organization that is dedicated to the obliteration of an enemy that strikes fear in many a person's heart: the vampire. Inside the well-decorated office, a woman, whose blonde hair and blue eyes are covered in the darkness, sits at her desk, casually smoking a cigar when the white phone rings. She picks up the phone and begins to speak. "Hello, who am I speaking to?" Her eyes widened as she recognizes the unmistakeable Russian accent of the caller.

"Ah, Miss Balalaika, it's been a long time too. So, why have you called?" Her casual smirk turned into a frown as she hears the head of Hotel Moscow explain the situation. "Hmm, that is a very serious situation, indeed. Now I'm curious about this mutagen you have mentioned. Very well Balalaika. Bring as many men as you wish. I wish to see those 7 individuals that have been turned into vampires as well. I shall see you tomorrow at sunset. Until then, Balalaika."

She hangs up the phone as the door to the office opens, revealing a butler that appears to be in his 60s, wearing a monocle on his right eye. "A friend of yours called, Sir Integra?" "Balalaika called, Walter.I believe that something bad is going to happen eventually. Get the police girl and him." Integra said to Walter. "Right away." He replied, bowing his head to Integra, then closes the door and leaves to retrieve the two people.

Sir Integra walks over to the window, with the city of London in full view, deep in thought. "It's time for the Hellsing organization to show those of Karl's ilk that we will annihilate them! The time has come for the .454 Casull and the Jackal to enter the fray once again, Alucard."