The chief had started to explain the situation to Arthur, and frankly, he seemed frightened about the situation. "Three hours ago, all communications with the team we sent out were terminated. Yet, we saw images of people on one of our cameras. Why?" he asked confusingly. Arthur, unfazed by the situation, answered with a blank expression. "They're known as ghouls. Everyone you see in that village is a ghoul." "What is going on? I don't get you..." the chief responded, even more confused. Arthur shook his head, "Those shadows you saw... When the blood of the unchaste is drawn for nourishment, they become subservient to their demonic master... Ghouls. Most have met such fate," he finished, before he continued, "I must safely assume that vampires are present in that village." Everyone in the room became shocked and was speechless. Vampires? They're fake, aren't they? "Vampires? Are you saying there's vampires in there?!" the chief asked, breaking the silence that was creeping in the tent. Arthur stood up, a grin on his face, and of course, his answer was short and simple, "Yes." The chief, though, didn't believe a single word he said, "How is that even fucking possible?! On what basis do I believe whatever rubbish you told me?" Arthur just shook his head, his smile widening, "It's an undeniable fact. I don't give a damn if you believe me or not. Your "job" here is done. Pissants like you wouldn't understand it, anyways. And it's best you didn't. We, the Royal Protestant Knights, are apart of the Hellsing Organization. We been exterminating the impure living dead for centuries. If you haven't yet realized the true reason for our formation, we were established to destroy all inhuman entities that dared threaten this great country of ours and it's teachings." As he finished, he took out a pack of cigars out of his suit, opening it. "Now then - there's a vampire in that village we must dispose of. Anymore reinforcements of yours are likely..." Author paused, taking out a cigar, continuing his sentence, "...to become the vampire's latest refreshment. Although vampires can feed off the impure, what the truly desire are pure, unspoiled virgins. It's only the chaste that allow them to reproduce... After the blood of a virgin is sucked dry, the virgin will become a vampire directly under the first vampire's control, rather than simply another ghoul." Arthur put the cigar in his mouth, continuing his explanation, "Nevertheless, both subsidiary vampires and common ghouls can be eliminated simply by destroying their master. That is our job. Currently we've sent out our vampire exterminators. He's heading towards the village, he should settle out this mess in a matter of hours... Even if he can be a twat," he finished, sounding a bit irritated at the last part. The chief seemed interested in this man, whoever he was, but can he do this? "What kind of man is he, and are you sure he can do this?" he asked, leaning towards a bit. Lighting his lighter, Arthur spoke once again, "His name is Alfred, his specialty is vampire extermination... and yes. He should know about vampires better than anyone."

Meanwhile...

A figure walked on the path that lead to the now dead village, he wore a red cape like clothing on his shoulders, a red hat, a black suit underneath, and orange glasses. His had short blonde hair, a small chunk of hair stood up and had blue eyes, that turned blood red when he became vicious. This man was Alfred. Looking up as he walked, he stared at the moon, "Dude, it's like, a beautiful night!" he exclaimed to himself in a cheery voiced. He looked back ahead of the path he was walking on. "It's nights like this that makes them blood-crazed for the hero!" he exclaimed once again, "Yet a quiet and beautiful night," he added, in a more normal voice. He continued walking on to the village.


A male officer ran as fast as he could between many trees, to get away from that... that... THING! The officer looked almost identical to Alfred, but his hair was a bit longer, and wavey as well. He had a single stran of hair sticking out in front of his head, that made a curl at the end, his eyes were a light shade of blue. His name was Matthew Williams, the last officer alive from the reinforcement. As he ran, he heard the evil laughter of that thing, "HAHAHAHAHA! Running is pointless," said the gruff, creepy voice of the priest that was responsible for this mess. Matthew took the gun in his hand, and turned around to see the priest and his army of ghouls. He pointed his gun at the vampire, and shot at him four times. The priest, to Matt's misfortune, dodged all four bullets, and was now in front of him. He grabbed Matt's arm and twisted him around, putting his arms around Matt, locking him in place. Matt tried to break free, but failed, as the priest was much more powerful. "Firing bullets won't have any affect. Vampires can't be killed by guns!" the priest exclaimed proudly, as Matt squired in his grasp. Looking up at the ghouls, he saw all his team members from his unit. He stared at them in shock, as his friends were standing in front of him, DEAD! "All your comrades have become my servants! Why don't you join them?" the priest ask in Matt's ear, sending a shiver down his back. 'What?! Please no, I don't want to die! Not yet!' Matt thought to himself, panicking. "I just need a loyal slave. I wouldn't want to create a vampire with his own will. A boy your age still wouldn't be virgin, would he?" the priest ask, but Matt didn't answer. A wicked smile appeared on the priest's face, "First, I'll ravish you, then slowly drain your blood. You can be part of my army." Matt's eyes went wide with shock and fear, 'He's going to rape me!? No, somebody help me!' Matt thought to himself, but the resorted to a pleading scream, "NOOOO!"
"Hey dude! Stop it." a voiced called out. Behind the priest and Matt, was Alfred. The priest turned his head to look at Alfred, "You done?" Alfred asked, little interest in his voice. "Youngsters these days... I can't tell you apart from all the dirty, rotten, punk-ass trash bags on the sidewalks. You disgust me, you should've become a hero, like me!" Alfred said, disappointed at the vampire. The priest let go of Matt, making him fall to the ground, "What do you want? You a lost rat or something?" he asked Alfred, insulting him. "Dude,I'm Alfred, and I'm the hero! That means I'm a specialist at killing evil vampires like you!" Alfred corrected, taking pride in his hero speech. "Specialist? What bloody fucking specialist?! Are you trying to be funny? He he he..." the priest laughed, before snapping his fingers, "Kill 'im." Then, the ghouls all took guns and shot at Alfred repeatedly, as Matthew watched in horror. They kept shooting him over and over and over again, until finally, Alfred fell to the ground, and was a bloody corpse, with bullet holes all over his body. "What, done already? Ha ha ha!" the priest laughed, but his laughter didn't last as he heard something, "Tsk. He, ha ha, Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha. Dude, you can't kill this hero with mere guns. They have no effect on me!" the "corpse" of Alfred said. Then, Alfred began to reform back to himself, healing himself, reattaching the limbs that fell off. When he finished reforming back to normal, he spoke again "That's if you were to use an ordinary gun..." Alfred said, is eyes beaming red, notifying him becoming more vicious. He then pulled out a jackal gun, and pointed it at the ghouls. With one shot, Alfred blew away a chunk of ghouls from the army of ghouls. The priest was completely dumbstrucked, "GOOD CHRIST!" The priest yelled, when Alfred shot a group of ghouls near him, but Matt just stared at Alfred, in complete shock. Alfred shot again and again at the ghoul army, until there was no more ghouls left. "You... Why are you doing this? Why is a vampire helping mortal men?!" the priest asked, completely shocked at him, who reloaded his gun like nothing. "If I, the hero, were to let punks like you run around creating problems, I would be in trouble. Of an ignorant fool like yourself were to stir up more trouble than this, the destruction of mankind is a distinct possibility. I still have too many human reasons... I can't allow that," Alfred responded, his voice more sinister from his cheery voice from when he arrived. "NOW DIE!" "HOLD IT RIGHT THERE! Don't even move, Alfred!" the priest yelled back, taking Matt back into his arms as a human shield, just as Alfred pointed his jackal at him. "He's the only one left, don't you want to him alive? I'm not asking much... Just let me get out of here alive! I'll go wherever you want!" Alfred just stared at him with disgust, 'First he killed a large amount of innocents, tries to rape a pour kid, and now he thinks I should let him out?! 1. He's too horrible for that mercy, and 2. Arthur would rant at me for it,' Alfred thought to himself. Alfred then looked at Matt, and an idea came into his head, "Hey dude, have you had le sex?" The priest stared at him, "What... What the fuck are you saying?!" "I was asking the kid something. Ever had sexytime?" Alfred asked Matt again, Matt turning red from the question. "What? Uh... Fuck! STOP MESSING AROUND!" the priest pleaded. "ARE YOU VIRGIN?! GOD DAMMIT ANSWER ME!" Alfred yelled, becoming irritated. Matthew then finally answered, "Yes... YES... I AM!" BANG! A loud shot was heard from Alfred's jackal. He had shot through Matt to get the priest. Matt fell to the floor, as Alfred grabbed the priest, using his right arm to stab through him at his heart. The priest then was nothing more the a bloodied corpse. Alfred turned to Matt, who was alive still, but not for long. "I had to shoot his heart, so I shot you're liver. Unfortunately, as the wound is large, you have virtually no chance of surviving. So..." Alfred said with a smirk.


Arthur waited for Alfred to come back, not that he's worried. Just then, he noticed a figure walking towards them, caring something. It was Alfred, with his eyes blue again, bridal caring Matt. "Hey, he's back!" "Is he from Hellsing?" two officers spoke to eachother. Arthur smirked when he saw them, "Excellent Alfred. What was the outcome?" Alfred smiled quite cheerfully, "Arthur, dude, I killed that priest like nothing! Like a hero should! But..." he seemed a little down, "...there were no survivors." Arthur became confused, what about Matt? "Huh? What about that man there? Isn't he a survivor?" Arthur asked. Matt answered that question, "Uh... I'm already dead. Sor... Sorry." At that moment, all hell broke lose between Arthur and Alfred, "YOU TURNED HIM INTO A VAMPIRE?! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!? WANKER!" "DUDE, I HAD NO OTHER CHOICE!" "SEEMS LIKE THE RESULT OF TODAY IS ZERO!" But in the end, Alfred had the last laugh. It was a joyous and rewarding time, despite the lack of joy and rewards...