Disclaimer: Hellsing belongs to Kouta Hirano and Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer

Unedited Chapter so there maybe some typos here, sorry :P

Edited:14 March 2012

Crushed Roaches and Swatted Flies

Chapter 1: An Amusing Anticlimactic Fight

Someone is screaming; the scent of burning flesh is thick in the air. The screaming hasn't stopped; I think it's gotten worse and is becoming hoarse to my ears. My throat is aching…oh; it's me that's screaming. I wonder why. The urge run away is demanding me to ignore everything else but I don't want to run. It would seem though that what I want does not matter and for some reason I don't really care. I want to please this urge. I can hear a muffled voice, it's becoming clearer, louder but it's impossible to hear it. I know the voice is demanding me to do anything, something!

Its masculine, the voice is a booming now leaving a ringing sensation in my pounding head. The command has me up and running, "Run child!"

It was past midnight; she supposed Alucard would finally be making his appearance around this time. The representative from the Vatican (a rather rude priest) had already arrived and was waiting in the lounge impatiently. During her waiting Integra had lit a cigar to relieve the tension and stress that priest had left her with, with all those rude comments and remarks who wouldn't be? Integra picked up the thin book with one hand tapping the spine with a single gloved finger just as Alucard phased through the wall and Agent Victoria knocked politely on the door. Rather than reprimanding Alucard for his extremely late arrival (she lacked the patience for it and would rather shoot him in the head) she called in Agent Victoria, "Come in."

Seras saluted her with a "Sir" before the serious expression melted away to reveal nervous smile etched on her face. Silence. Integra watched as Seras' blue eyes shifted to Alucard only to look away with what appeared to be defiance (one can never tell with that one).

Integra lowered the book on the table before saying briefly that they had one more mission and ordered Agent Victoria to go wait with Father Isaac (the rude priest).

"Something bothering you," he drawled out being the first to speak after Seras had left.

A gloved finger began to tap on the book absentmindedly; a long thin wispy trail of smoke left her cigar from between her lips as she gathered her thoughts. "I have special assignment for you. There's something I'm curious about, apparently there's another different species of vampires. This book only spoke of these particular vampires abilites but said little to there weakness and limitations. The author was kind enough to even leave adresses of where most of these covens were currently residing in. The last job you have to do tonight will have one of these specific species living there. I want you to be find out everything you can about these creature by any means necessary."

"Of course my master," Integra watched him bow before getting ready to phase through the wall. He wasn't very surprised about the revelation of a new breed of vampire much like she expected him to be.

"Oh and Alucard," Integra stood up her eyes slightly narrowed and stared him straight in the eyes her glasses briefly flashing in the light. "Have you ever some across this species before."

A patronizing smile spread across his features as he turned fully to adress her, "Of course."

"Your assessment."

"They're a weak bunch, some do put up a good fight but those are rare and in between," Alucard said pensively his smirk leaving his face just slightly. How he managed to look pensive and smirk at the same time was beyond her.

"You never mentioned them," she stated.

The mocking smirk returned full blast as he said, "They weren't worth mentioning."

"Next time," she breathed softly, "That you have information like this, do not withhold it from me."

He was so rude! Sir Integra wanted them back at specific time but no, master had decided all of a sudden that it was the perfect time to teach her proper vampire "etiquette" – well it wasn't how he said it but that was what he was basically saying. All in all it left her feeling frustrated, and in the end she refused to learn anymore of his so-called "etiquette". She could have been doing other things like catching up with her reading or something or other. And now this! Her arms retracted a little from the blast of her cannon killing several ghouls standing in her way from the door where she thought the second vampire was in. Alucard had left her to deal with the other vampire in the building.

Seras kicked the door down with a small grunt leaving her lips; eyes glowing an eerie red – not that she aware at the moment – Seras faced the young vampire, younger then Seras actually. The first thing she noticed was the too sweet scent coming off the vampire causing her to wrinkle her nose at it, the second thing was that she was super-model worthy beautiful in an almost unnatural way, and the third final thing was that she was hissing but had no visible fangs!

Weird, but something she can look pass at, and not let it distract her. The words that came out of the strange vampire did though.

Her name was *Hannah Stanley; she was around seventeen when she was turned. That was exactly twenty-two years ago. Hannah had met Jonathan when she attempting to once again kill herself, he made her see things differently. This immortality that had been bestowed upon her wasn't a curse but a blessing and that those around her – the humans – were theirs to play, feast and ultimately kill to their own pleasure. The humans should be thanking them for being chosen to be their next meal! They were pathetic, weak creatures that only caused chaos and havoc…warring creatures that would never understand peace so long as there was land to conqueror and destroy. Why shouldn't they help depopulate the already over-populated world, hell they were contributing for mother earth! She was scared of course but when she killed for the first time for pleasure and fun, not out of necessity like she did, Hannah had never tasted such intoxicating blood before… the blood…it was ecstasy! After that, there was no turning back for the young once peace loving Hannah Stanley.

She felt it, the connection she had with Jon, sever. It was a pain so different then any she had ever felt before, if she could compare the pain it would be similar to that of the day of her turning. She knew that that instant that Jon was dead, gone. It would seem that everyone had a mortality after all even the seemingly immortal vampires. Jon had informed her before they had separated that there were two of them, a male and female. She could tell – she didn't how exactly- she never understood that particular ability if hers – that those two had bond of sorts. A strong one too.

Her anger and inability to understand her gift clouded her judgment to properly determinate what type of bond. To her it was simple; the female was mated to the other. She wanted to avenge her lovers death, simple. She wanted the other to understand the pain he had left her in, simple. An eye for an eye, simple. The fact that she was angry and emotionally unstable did not really help her at all.

So that's why when Hannah saw the female bust through her door, and saw her ugly face wrinkling like she had smelled something most fowl, Hanah had crouched and hissed threateningly at that self-righteous bitch.

"He killed my mate, then I'll kill his!"

Seras' grip on her cannon loosened in her surprise that the girl's declaration causing the cannon to lower until it made a low thud when the tip it the ground. Her mind drawing a blank momentarily before the words fully registered in her mind.

"What!" Seras nearly squeaked at the accusation, this time losing grip on the harkonnen cannon. "Master's not my – Master and I – I mean – he's – that's just…ew!" She sputtered moving her hands frantically to emphasis what she was trying to say.

What little blood she had in her system at the moment rushed to her face causing her to blush as furiously as she she possibly could with the little blood she had for breafast(dinner). If she hadn't been blushing already she probably would have when her master's booming laughter echoed in her head. I didn't realize that being with me would be such a disgusting notion for you, Police Girl. I'll be sure to keep my distance so as not to be a bother, he mocked.

Master! I didn't mean – what I meant to say is…Urgh!

A frustrated growl left her lips just as another mocking laughter sounded only this time aloud rather than in her head. Seras turned to where the sound came from just in time to see Alucard phasing through the wall right behind her, nearly scaring the crap out of Seras. Alucard stared Seras down with the ever present condescending smile on his face as he proceeded to say, "I understand Police Girl, say no more." All Seras could do was huff, cross her arms and look the other away knowing that she has just been thoroughly embarrassed. Throughout the exchange between the three undead creatures, the harkonnen cannon was left alone on the floor, abandoned to gather dust. If inanimate objects could speak for themselves this one would be ranting on how poorly it was being treated and the insolence of his owner for even daring to drop him on a dirty bacteria infest dusty floor. The nerve! Oh, wait his owner's picking him up off the floor. Well maybe his owner wasn't so bad after all. Still, she shouldn't have dropped him in the first place.

This was a stupid day – hem – night! First there's a ridiculous amount of vampires roaming rampant, then Alucard decides to teach her some proper "etiquette", and don't let her get started with very rude priest! Seras knew she was ranting for the sake of ranting because she embarrassed and a little upset. It was what the vampire had said that had set off.

It bothered her.

Alucard took a few steps ahead leaving Seras behind as he approached the female in front of him. He sent the female a shit-eating grin that caused the female to take a step back her red eyes narrowed, she was young – younger then the one he killed before. He knew this because every vampire had an internal clock instinctively embedded to there system that warned them of the impending sunrise, more specifically fledgings, he could already tell Police Girl was getting fidgety. This female in front of him however showed no signs of worry.

The female narrowed her eyes into slits, "You!" That was all the warning he got, he watched as the female sprung at him. Her fingers were curled looking like she wanted to tear him into pieces. Alucard simply lifted his handed and batted her away with a lazy backhand. It hurt. The female landed in a heap on the floor but Alucard paid her no attention as he stared at his gloved hand. It was broken; it had felt like he had slapped away stone not flesh. The female let out a groan as she forced herself up off the floor, the right side of her face had spider web like cracks from where he had smacked her. Slowly they started to recede. Curious.

The female growled before getting up with an angry snarl marring the pretty face, the cracks on her face all gone. Then looking angrier then before, if that was even possible, she sprung at him – all that ran through Alucard's mind at that moment as he drew out Casull was how he was going to waste a perfectly good silver bullet on such a pathetic creature. The female dropped to floor curling in on herself, a ringing pain on her abdomen where she was clutching desperately. The question, am I bleeding?, clearly written across her face as she slowly she stood up once more. On her white shirt was just one small dark soot covered hole. The silver was having no effect on her.

Alucard frowned, sunrise was quickly approaching. He knew their limitations already (technically he wasn't really withholding any information considering he was going to tell Integra by of this ni—morning) and it had been long time since he's last fought one. Perhaps these creatures have somewhat redeemed themselves and have evolved for the better. He stared up at the cobwebbed ceiling without looking at the pathetic female before him, he shot her once more in the heart this time; a peculiar look appeared on Alucard's face, before finally coming to a decision.

It did not seem these wannabe vampires followed the rules, perhaps the sun…

Police Girl, go stand by a corner.

"What?"

Alucard's smirk shrunk a little at this, how was it that some days she automatically knew he was speaking through her mind and then there were days like there.

Go stand by a corner; I will not repeat myself again!

Yes, Master! She squeaked before going to a dark corner.

She really needed to learn difference between the two. Most of the time she just can't tell the difference but he has noticed the days she can't tell have become a fewer in between the days she can tell. A good thing he supposed, she's finally starting to take the steps into becoming he's…

"–Don't fucking ignore me, you bastard!" The female's red hate-filled eyes threw daggers at him; apparently she finally recovered from her bullet wound. He took note of the small glints on the floor by her feet behind her. "I'm gonna knock the fuck out of you and make you watch as I kill that fucking cunt of yours for ignoring me again!" She spat out, a small bit of spit dribbled out down her lip without her notice. It landed on the floor sizzled eating away threw the floorboards creating hole. Alucard arched a brow, that was definitely new. Last he heard the venom in their mouths only helped create their newborns, never this.

The small threat finally registered, like she could ever harm the Police Girl. The female coiled in herself before launching at him again.

Well that was definitely stupid, Seras thought as she observed the happenings from her corner. Master's already smacked and shot her down – twice to be exact. One would think she'd learned the first time if the not the second. She must be pretty dull-witted if she hasn't learned by now. Alucard smirked at his fledging's train of thought, Master! Where you just reading my mind? Seras practically shouted in her mind, Alucard knew that if he turned around to look at her right now he'd see that panicked look she always seemed to carry when scandalized or frightened. What was she thinking about before he invaded her mind?

The moment the female reached arms length he grabbed her by a choke hold and held high off the floor. He grinned at the fear even more evident in her face now more then ever. He tightened his grip; he heard the sound of stone starting to crack. New spider web cracks began to spread across her facial feature now, the female desperately clutched and dug her nails into his arm hoping for him to let go. Her legs kicked frantically in the air. He tightened the grip even more his grin becoming wider as panic and fear melded into one, the cracks spread further until it was covering most of her face and the exposed skin of her chest. The female stopped moving when her neck finally gave into the pressure with a loud snap, but she wasn't dead.

"Master, stop it! She's dead!" Seras both shouted and yelled in her mind, feeling pity for the obviously dead vampire – to her only since she couldn't see the fighting look in the female's eyes in her position. Mast–!

Silence! A look of annoyance was clear in his features because of her spoiling the mood but relented and did what he originally planned. He threw the female through the brick wall to the outside to see what would happen from there. What would be the reaction?

The female at first she didn't do anything; she just laid there not once twitching a muscle – still momentarily paralyzed. All Hellsing agents had there guns pointed at the female, Alucard could see Sir Integra just standing there with cigar between her lips looking unfazed by the events rolled in, the priest beside her looked just as impassive as Integra only with less dignity that than her and more of a I-am-better-than-thou-you-cannot-phase-me. As the sun approached the prone female, she twitched her fingers a little before she stood up swiftly to face him ignoring the twenty of more Hellsing agents pointing there weapons at her. Finally the sun touched her skin…

The sound of a couple of newbie's dropping their guns echoed; the older agents loosened the grips on their guns but did not drop them. The priest lost his cool for a moment not really expecting that sort of reaction from a vampire. Walter's reaction was just the same as Integra's, he did work with Alucard when he was disguised as young girl and if he could handle that then he could handle anything. Integra just took it like she did everything that seemed absurd, with an impassive face and taking a long drag from her cigar. As odd and weird as it was, it wasn't something she should lose her cool over.

Seras stood in the background confused about the silence within the safety of her dark corner away from the killing rays of the sun. Her curiosity finally won over, safety and precaution thrown out the window, luckily by then the sun had already rose into position that would allow her to get closer without getting burned. The glittering and diamond like vampire just stood there still looking out of sorts, if Seras looked closely enough she could she the cracks on her face already fading away. Anger and rage were evident in the female's face.

Seras just blinked at the strange phenomena.

Then it happened, a rare moment between master and fledging occurred, they both began to laugh simultaneously at the sheer absurdity of the situation.

Integra had not seen that coming, next to her Father Isaac quickly composed himself after gaping at the vampire like brain dead idiot. Then the moment of surprise was ruined by laughter. The gut wrenching laughter had come from both her vampires; Integra supposed it would be amusing to them – especially Alucard. The priest coughed into his fist at the awkward silence with the inappropriate laughter in the background.

The vampire was not amused nor did she appreciate being made a mockery, she crouched down just about looking ready to bite off Alucard's head when she stopped herself and smirked. She straightened herself, crossing her arms she sunk into the solid floor, by then Alucard had stopped laughing. Rather then by being concerned – like he even knew definition of the word – Alucard smirked. His orange tinted glasses flashed just as the vampire reappeared from the ground behind him, and then her head promptly exploded into gravel and dust. The body stood up for a second, it took two or three steps flailing its arms about before falling to its knees and hitting the floor with a dull thud. It wasn't very messy as the vampire had no blood, it just laid there.

"Got her," Seras chirped in the background probably away from the sun light. Funny thing was even though the vampire was dead; its body still glittered in the sunlight. Was it even dead?

Father Isaac remained standing for all but two seconds and turned to look at Integra. His brown eyes appearing to be looking down upon her, he gave her a forced kind smile, "I'm afraid that the Vatican cannot allow this colony to continue to infest its holy grounds." Father Isaac started, "We would like to have the information that you graciously decided to inform us of having…please. If you cold please have it sent to us by the end of the week if possible. Have a good morning Miss Integra and may God bless you."

He turned to leave but she called after him, "Father Isaac the waiting period won't be necessary." Integra gestured for Walter who was approaching the priest with a minuscule smile on his face, in his gloved hands was yellow manila envelope.

The priest stared at the envelope before accepting it with a small terse nod at her direction before leaving.

Integra watched as one of the Hellsing Agents, Agent Connelly if she was correct since he was the only one on duty today that smoked, approach the body of the dead vampire. He toyed with his metal lighter, as he toed the vampire's body around. Something Alucard had said or did must of have startled the agent as he jumped and backed off but not before he accidently dropped his lighter on the body. The fire immediately bursted into a huge bonfire, its flames licking up the body faster then one would perceive as normal.

"Shit!" Agent Connelly shouted as he moved to stop the fire but by then it was too late.

All that was left was smoke and ash.

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A/N: Sooo, its been awhile huh? I had a lot of trouble with this chapter, something kept bothering about how I had it but not anymore :D I'm forgiven, right?

*Hannah Stanley - No was specific about the first kill so yeah I decided to stick with an OC. I wanted to humanize her, you know give some background info to who/what she is/was. It didn't feel right just killing her for absolutely no reason besides needed to having someone killed ya know. I hope didn't annoy you readers with Hannah and Jon.

Ramblings: I've been pretty busy these days, I never knew how bothersome a little toddler could be! She isn't even mine, but I gotta help out my brother ya know. I love my niece, but jesus she's so whiny especially now with the newborn. I think she's just jealous though, but hey what do I know about the inner workings of toddlers' minds, right?