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This is after Chris and Johnny visit Cheryl after being blown up but before the police officer bursts into the apartment.
This is also before Alucard goes to South America but after the run in with Anderson-manga universe
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They had just gotten back home from Cheryl's and the hijacking incident had left Johnny with an injured back that had yet to fully heal. They injury had healed enough for him to stand and walk for a short time but anything more was out of the question for the injured master vampire. Charlie still felt horrible and believed it was his fault that his master had been hurt in the first place. He hated seeing Johnny hurt (by anyone other than him) and had been trying to think of a way to make it up to the vampire. Going anywhere the Roman Catholic Church had power was dangerous because of the Iscariots. The Iscariots firmly believed all vampires were evil and that any human that sided with vampires were heathens. Normally Charlie didn't have to worry about that with his master but with him unable to do more than walk, chancing a run in wasn't an option. I want to be a Priest but I can't stand the Iscariot Organization and the people in it. They think that all vampires and humans that side with vampires need to be destroyed. They also have no tolerance for the other sects of Catholicism. Charlie sat at his desk with travel brochures spread out all over the top. Some had "x's" through them while others littered the floor as crumpled balls. The cyborg had to admit he wasn't fussy about other sects either but he didn't think that mean they had to die! After tossing a brochure of Ireland to join the crumpled mess on the floor, he spotted a brochure of England. Perfect! The vampire cyborg thought England is protestant so no Iscariots to bother and threaten Master! Charlie had started to pack his Master's suitcase for the trip and think of a way to get his Master into his coffin without too much of a fuss.
Chris was sitting in his plane seat, still exhausted from chasing his Master around. While the vampire couldn't run, he could travel in bat form as long as he didn't carry any weight. Forcing the vampire back into his original form hadn't been easy; mostly since he had to catch them one at a time. With a lot of work and a little luck, Chris had gotten every bat into a cloth bag and thrown the mag into the prepared coffin. The cyborg had known his Master reverted back since the chained coffin began to rattle. The chains being silver plated meant that Johnny couldn't break out no matter how hard he tried. Charlie had even made sure there were no cracks in the coffin and that the lock was as sturdy as money could buy. The mercenary could swear he still heard the occasional shout from the coffin. Sorry, Master, but with your injury there's no way you would've been able to handle standing for hours to get through airport security. He only got through security because he had a waver signed by a Vatican doctor. Chris look out the plane window and wondered if the stories of a vampire hunting organization that had two vampires in their ranks was true. The cyborg had only heard of those rumors a couple of times so he couldn't take them into account when choosing where to take his Master. The seat belt sign flashed on and Charlie buckled in to prepare for the plane's landing. "Welcome to the London International Airport," the voice greeted over the intercom, "please let a stewardess know if you need assistance off the plane." Charlie got off the plane and moved to meet his contact to retrieve Master without a fuss from customs.
"Cherry!" Johnny called out from across the crowded street and waved his bag filled hands. They had set out from the hotel the moment the sun set and Rayflo had already drug Chris to every open shop around the hotel. The master vampire squatted to look at the latest item to catch his attention; the current item of interest was a little figurine of William and Kate dressed for their wedding. The figurine resembled what would normally be at the top of a wedding cake but slightly larger. Charlie turned around and mentally cursed himself for responding to the nickname in such a crowded place when everyone in the area turned and looked over at him.
"What is it now?" Chris sighed and looked at the figurine his master was holding up for him to see. The cyborg almost regretted bringing his master here but the look of enjoyment on his face kept him from completely regretting it. Johnny was enjoying himself; not that he ever seemed not to, and Chris was enjoying seeing his Master so enamoured with all the different things that they wouldn't see in America.
It was by a stroke of luck that they happened to come across a tour of historic buildings that ran at night. The best reason Charlie could think of was that they had it late at night to get that extra bit of money out of the tourists that were fans of the supernatural. Chris almost couldn't stop himself from laughing; little did these ghost fans know, there were two vampires on the tour with them. The tour for the most part was okay and Chris got to learn about England's history somewhat and his Master was content beside him going through his bags of "souvenirs". It was only when they started to get far away from the city that the cyborg began to suspect something wasn't right.
"Sir Integra, we have just received work of a tour bus being taken hostage by two FREAKS," Walter informed the woman behind the desk.
"Oh?" Came the baritone voice of Alucard as he walked through a wall to stare at the aging butler.
"A couple of FREAK vampires are hardly a reason to send you, Alucard," Integra informed her vampiric servant.
"If there were just FREAKS," Alucard replied cryptically.
"You know something more than your saying. Out with it, vampire," Integra ordered.
"There is a powerful vampire somewhere near London," the Nosferatu began, "he obviously hasn't caused trouble yet but that's not to say he won't."
"When he sees all the commotion our soldiers would cause…" Walter sighed and looked at Integra for her orders.
"Fine, take Seras and eliminate the FREAKS without making more commotion than necessary," Integra ordered, "search and destroy!"
Alucard bowed lower with his Cheshire grin, "yes, my master."
Chris was sitting in his seat with his master's hand clamped on his shoulder to keep put when the tour guide pulled out a gun and revealed himself to be a vampire. Charles couldn't understand why his master wouldn't let him help. "This isn't a real vampire and he's not alone. The driver is obviously his accomplice," Johnny explained calmly, "they both more than likely have a gun and in this small space, you're more likely to do more harm than good trying to be a hero." Chris could see the wisdom in his Master's words. There wasn't much room to dodge bullets on a tour bus and any he did dodge would without a doubt hit one of the hostages. For now Charles had no choice but to stay put and wait for an opening to taken down both in one shot.
The driver of the bus stepped off for a smoke with his gun hanging loosely in one hand. A large bang in the distance was heard and the guide glances over at his partner to see if saw anything. "Hey, what was that bang?" He called grew irritated when his partner didn't reply. He turned and headed to the door to yell at him but let out a cry of horror and surprises at what greeted him. Bits of blood and brain matter dotted the bus door and the dirt where his partner had stood moments ago was covered in ash. "No one try anything cute," the guide threatened and stepped off the bus to see what had killed his partner. There were a few gun shots along with the guide swearing at someone followed by silence. Everyone on the bus was starting to panic and were arguing amongst themselves if they should leave or not.
Chris was surprised to see his Master somewhat anxious. He was about to speak when his master interrupted him, "we need to leave."
"What? Why?" Chris asked but his master was already heading to the back of the bus, ignoring the fact he was leaving behind his bags. Johnny kicked the back door open and grabbed Chris and left before the Hellsing troops even knew they were there. Alucard knew and had ordered his fledgling to follow as he pursued them. Johnny landed a small ways away and reformed into himself. Charles could smell his master's blood and saw it slowly staining the lower half of his shirt. "Why did we have to leave?" He asked and resisted the urge to smack the older vampire for using an ability that his body wasn't ready to use.
"A powerful vampire was coming and he was with those hunters you saw leaving the armoured vans," Rayflo explained, "going up against a powerful vampire and hunters isn't something you can handle alone and I wouldn't be able to help." The cyborg hunter noticed how serious his master was being and couldn't help but wonder how powerful a vampire would have to be to make him run. He didn't have to wonder long though. Johnny suddenly yanked Chris to the ground and a bullet whizzed where Chris' head been seconds ago. Charlie drew his sword and spun to face whoever had fired the bullet. Rayflo forced himself to stand up and face their foe. Alucard only grinned at the serious look on Rayflo's face. Rayflo bit into his finger and summoned Yuria and Makiria. Still the No-life King grinned. The two familiars immediately attacked with their mace, finger daggers, and scythe. The Nosferatu only grinned as the two chopped him up into tiny, bloody chunks.
"Is that it?" Chris asked inspected the bloody mess of internal organs and teeth. Laughter filled the air and Charles leapt back.
"No! Don't let him regenerate!" Johnny ordered but it was already too late; a swarm of bats had flown to the corpse and were reforming the body. Yuria and Makiria were killing the bats but it was no use.
"Releasing Control Art Restriction Systems to level three, two, one. Approval of Situation A recognized. Commencing the Cromwell Initiation; ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the enemy has been rendered silent," echoed through the air. Rayflo's familiars made a brief cry before being reduced to ground beef. Alucard make Chris his next target but Johnny used his whip to wrap around him and pull him out of harm's way. The No-life King still only laughed, "how interesting."
"Stay out of the way, Chris," Rayflo ordered. Chris knew he mean what he said when he used his real name, "a second one on the way." The cyborg knew what his Master meant and transferred Sacra's sense of smell into himself to locate the other vampire. With Chris out of harm's way, Johnny went onto the offensive. Four bloody appendages sprung from his back and a sword manifested itself. Alucard gave a Cheshire grin and pulled his beloved Casul and Jackal. The two immortals pitted their powers against one another. Alucard used his Third Eye to shoot at Rayflo who levitated five feet off the ground using his own reflexes to avoid the silver bullets and use his bloody appendages to strike Alucard whole using his sword to fend off Alucard's hellhounds. Neither seemed to be able to gain ground over the other but that was no destined to last; while Alucard was well fed, Johnny was not.
Chris found Seras and almost couldn't believe she was a vampire, but Sacra's sense of smell didn't lie. Don't let his appearance fool you, Police Girl. Seras heard in her head and pulled out a smaller firearm that she had grabbed before Alucard dragged her down here. The fledgling vampire hadn't managed to get close enough for Harkonnen to be useful and was almost useless in close combat because of its size, bulk, and load time. The most she could use it for right now was a club. The cyborg hunter saw her lift the gun and he immediately moved to attack. Before Seras could blink, Chris had stabbed his sword through her chest. Instinctive reflexes on her part had kept the blade from reaching her heart. With her free hand she pulled her cannon from her back and hit Chris over the side of the head with it. Charlie's head and neck made a horrible cracking sound when the cannon connected with the side of his head and he spun three times in the air before landing face first onto the ground. The fledgling vampire shot at him with the gun but he managed to push himself out of the way in time. Countering, Chris shot his cables into her and thousands of volts coursed into the Draculina's body. She couldn't help but cry out from the pain but she still managed to pull the cables from her body. The cyborg wasted no time as he threw the hypodermic needles filled with mercury and holy water. Again Seras screamed but refused to back down. She had been called a coward before by her Master but wouldn't be called one now. However, she wasn't drinking blood at all and her body collapsed under the stress. Chris studied her for a moment before hearing gunshots, he raced back to aid his master however he could.
Johnny's familiars had returned to his body but he was still slowing down. The ground was gouged in many places and bits of hellhounds littered the grass. The maniacal smile never left Alucard's face though. His injuries were still healing rapidly whereas the ones Rayflo had still oozed blood and smoked because of the blessed silver. Chris knew from how the two master vampires fought that he would only be in his Master's way. The cyborg hunter could only watch in horror as his Master was forced to use abilities that his body couldn't handle using. Neither seemed to notice Seras had regain consciousness and had managed to drag herself to a spot nearby and set up Harkonnen. Alucard knew she was ready and purposefully gave Rayflo an opened so Seras would have one. Rayflo froze Alucard and pushed himself towards the Nosferatu to go for the kill. Seras used that opportunity to fire at Rayflo. The far off sound of the cannon firing was barely enough warning for Raflo to leap out of death's grasp. It wasn't enough for him to escape injury entirely though. He had exhausted his strength and was forced to fight on land instead of in the air. Rayflo had used his last remaining strength for flight to fly his upper body out of the shell's path. Unfortunately, he was not fast enough to get his leg safe and from the knees down, his legs were missing. "Master!" Chris cried out and ran towards his master.
"Chris, stop!" He yelled out. Alucard had broken free of his ice prison and was moving in for the kill. Acting fast, the ground split open and a wall of fire surrounded Alucard; changing into a swarm of bats, Johnny took Chris and flew as far as he could before collapsing.
Alucard only hmfed and turned back to where the hunters were waiting. He had only been instructed to kill the FREAK vampires. The seal would not allow him to kill those two. He licked away the blood that trailed down the side of his head and smiled, "how fun."
Chris fell unceremoniously to the ground when his Master lost the ability to fly any further. Rayflo reformed into himself and fell to the ground as well. The master vampire looked like someone had tried to stuff him through a food processor; bullet holes still bubbled and smoked, holes where the hellhounds bit him were still bleeding, and the immense damage done to his legs were all still visible. Chris shifted the master vampire so he could get a better look at his injuries. Johnny was barely conscious so Chris didn't have to tolerate any sexual remarks his Master would have made while he undressed him to examine him. The fact his master was quiet and compliant worried him even more. Being a cyborg vampire, Chris didn't need much light to see, the light from the stars was more than enough. Five bullets had hit him, three had barely missed his heart by sheer dumb luck and two had hit him in his left shoulder. Each hole was large enough for Chris to stick two fingers in and pull the bullets out. The bite wounds were much worse, in some cases, whole chunks of him were missing. Luckily, the vampire's healing powers had already closed off the veins so he wouldn't bleed out. When Johnny had turned into a swarm of bats, the bits of his legs had turned as well so when he reformed, his legs reformed as well. Chris had to admit though that his Master's legs looked more like a 3D puzzle rather than actual limbs. The greatest injury however was his spine. The skin had muscle of the lower back had torn and the spine had broken and was sticking out. It's gotten worse Chris thought and held on tightly to his Master, "forgive me, Master! I wanted this trip to make you better, not worse!" Tears streamed down his face.
"Hey, no crying, Chris," Johnny mumbled. Chris looked at his Master's face to see the glazed over look in his eyes. Rayflo may have been talking but he wasn't seeing anything or thinking clearly. Charlie assumed that he was hallucinating something from his memory. "I'm not going to disappear," Johnny continued and lifted his head slightly to look at Chris with his dazed expression, "I told you, I don't lie." Chris smiled a little. He knew which memory his master was seeing; Chris had been a young boy and had woken to find Rayflo missing. Thinking that he had been abandoned, he began to cry and rushed into the vampire's arms when he came back with a dead rabbit for Chris' dinner. He had been so happy that he had returned and from that point on believed that his Master wouldn't abandon him.
"I know," Chris replied, "get some rest, Master." The elder vampire was already unconscious. He remembered his thirst from the injuries he had received from Marie and could only imagine what his master would wake up to. Wrapping Rayflo in his trench coat, he headed back to their hotel room in London to put his Master in his coffin and break one of the Ten Commandments; "thou shalt not steal."
"My men reported hearing gunshots and your laughter, vampire. What happened?" Integra ordered when the vampires returned.
"I ran into the Confined Elagabalus," the Nosferatu answered cryptically and left before Integra would demand him to explain. Knowing the vampire was in a playful mood, Integra turned to Walter.
"Find out what the bloody hell he's talking about and who the two missing passengers were," Sir Hellsing ordered. Walter bowed and left the room.
It was the next night before Walter returned with the information requested. During the day, blood banks all over London had been robbed. No one had been hurt but the research division of Hellsing was looking into it. Integra was in her office with her tea and a small plate of assorted cookies Walter had brought earlier to her for a snack. Integra set down her teacup and waited for the elderly butler to being. "The two missing passengers left their purchases on the bus so it was not too difficult to find out who they were through the receipts," Walter began and placed two sheets of paper in front of Integra that showed a picture of Chris' and Johnny's passports, "Johnny Raflo, age 42. He is a wealthy entrepreneur who is often seen as eccentric by his clients and business partners; he is only ever seen at night and made the majority of his fortune through unorthodox means."
"Unorthodox means?" Integra repeated and glanced over his passport photo.
"Nothing illegal, just strange," Walter clarified and continued, "he lives in a mansion in the United States that often undergoes 'remodelling'. Meaning that certain areas of the house are destroyed and he pays to have the damages repaired and certain aspects of the damaged room changed. He was a suspect in the murder of a Neo Union priest but was released when the authorities located his alibi."
Integra studied the face that came with the passport; it was of Johnny smiling with his forked tongue sticking out. "Why would anyone in their right mind pierce their tongue?" She commented offhandedly.
"The other is a Charles Chrishunds, age 28. He is a vampire hunting mercenary whose main employer is the Roman Catholic Church. He and Mr. Rayflo own an apartment in the United States. He was well was a suspect in the Neo Union priest's murder until the authorities found his alibi," Walter continued, "our spy in the Vatican was able to find a few notes on his personnel file. It seems Mr. Chrishunds has repeatedly turned down positions in Iscariot and desires to become a priest. However, he turned down an offer to become a priest because of what he believed to be a failing mission."
"What was the mission?" Integra asked.
"Unfortunately, there isn't much that the agent could access. The best he could find out was that Mr. Chrishunds was offered a trade. A vampire a section of the Catholic Church had been experimenting on for Mr. Rayflo," Walter flipped the page, "it seems that Mr. Rayflo was a vampire that the Church wished to study. The story is that the vampire they were experimenting on got loose and Mr. Chrishunds was forced to eliminate her."
"And what of the Confined Elagabalus that Alucard mentioned?" Sir Hellsing asked.
"I have found two possible meanings behind that," Walter flipped to another page, "one is of a Roman emperor that came into power in 218 AD. He was well known to have many wives and to dress up like a female prostitute."
"Why would he…" Integra stopped as she realized the answer to her question, "never mind, go on."
"The second and most likely is of a vampire that lived long ago with an appetite that could easily rival Alucard's. The story is that he became a vampire not by being bitten but by cursing himself," Walter explained.
"Assuming this vampire still exists, he would be very powerful, correct?" Integra ensured.
"Yes ma'am. If it was this vampire that Alucard fought, it is also safe to assume that he is behind the recent thefts as well," Walter affirmed and remembered something the agent had said over the phone, "a note that had been on Mr. Chrishunds file had been that he is the fledgling of the Confined Elagabalus. I didn't think this important since I got this information before the thefts on blood banks began and that there is no evidence that the Church found to prove this."
Integra looked at the picture of Johnny again, "if the Church suspects that he is a powerful vampire, why is still alive?"
"It had been determined by those that believe he is that he is not a threat to humans. He has only been seen a couple of times going after young women and each time Mr. Chrishunds was there to stop him. Seeing as how the area he lives in is completely attack free, it is believed that he gets his nourishment from donated blood," the butler answered, "this information has been purposefully made so it is not available to the Iscariot Organization and was difficult to come by."
"So Alucard attacked a powerful vampire that has been determined to not be a threat to humans and drinks only donated blood," Integra clarified and sat very still for a moment, "Alucard!"
Her vampire appeared through the floor with his trademark grin, "yes? My master?"
Integra responded by shooting Alucard with three silver bullets, "your orders were to kill the FREAKS! NOT bystanders! You disobeyed orders!"
"Your order was to kill the FREAKS and I did do. The two were not on the bus when the hunters arrived and left alive, "Alucard commented and Integra shot him again.
"You git! Stay in your cell until I allow you to come out," Integra ordered. Alucard frowned and melted through the floor. "I hate it when he finds loopholes," she looked over at Walter, "bring them here. I'm sure we can feed them better than the blood banks can." Walter bowed and left.
Chris had thrown blankets over all the windows the moment he got into the hotel room. Thankfully, there has been no one in the halls so he didn't have to try and come up with a reason as to why he was carrying a terribly injured man. Charlie forced his hunger back down as he treated his Master's injuries; his master needed his blood more than he did right now. The vampiric cyborg had gotten too close to his Master's mouth and had gotten bit because of it; it was only because one of the fangs hit metal that he had managed to wrench himself from his Master's grip. Charles absently rubbed the already gone wound and mentally prepared himself for what he had to do. He knew he would have to rob a blood bank but had hoped his Master would hold out until nightfall. The hunter was reluctant to leave his master injured and unattended but had no choice. He put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door knob and prayed that the staff would read it.
He returned close to sunset with a duffelbag full of stolen blood. "Lord, forgive me," Chris prayed over and over again as he entered his hotel room. Johnny was just as he left him but his fangs had grown and his breathing had become erratic. "Hold on, Master," Chris muttered and took one of bags out and made a small cut so the injured vampire could smell the blood. Rayflo smelt it and purely on instinct, bit down on the bag and drained it dry in seconds. The entire duffelbag was empty in half an hour and his Master didn't show signs of slowing. Fresh blood would work better he mentally sighed but couldn't bring himself to bring humans to their deaths. A knock on the door brought him back to reality, "who is it?"
"My name is Walter C. Dornez. I am the butler for the Hellsing family. I come with a message from Sir Hellsing," Walter answered through the door. Chris walked over to answer the door but positioned himself so Walter couldn't see his Master. "Sir Hellsing would like to extend her apologies for last night's incident and to offer you and your master a safe place to rest during your stay," Walter recited. Charlie stood at the doorway, dumbfounded. "May I come in?" The butler asked and Chris stepped aside.
Sorry for changing the first chapter instead of updating but I just wasn't happy with how the chapter was and nothing I wrote for the second really stuck out at me so here is a more detail first chapter that will get my creative juices flowing