Chapter 2
The sunlight filled the whole room causing the young woman to groan in annoyance. She stood up wearing her red fuzzy pajamas and opened the curtains a bit more seeing some of the kids outside playing tag or tossing a ball after all, she lived in italy with her father operating an orphanage outside of Vatican City.
The young woman walked towards the wooden dresser and pulled out a gray long sleeved turtleneck shirt with a tight skirt that reached her ankles. After taking off the pajamas the young woman put her clothes on and slid on a pair of black boots. Her brown eyes stared at the small jewelry box she received at the age of eight until a soft knock interrupted her thoughts.
"Come in!" She politely answered.
The brown and red headed girl saw a woman who was slightly taller than her standing on the doorway. She had neck length straw colored hair and grey-green eyes and wore her usual uniform of the Iscariot Organization.
"Your father picked this for you."
The young woman nodded and grabbed a black opened Cassock and slid it on.
"Your father is waiting for you outside. Why don't you see what he wants."
The young woman nodded
"Thanks Heinkel."
The woman named heinkel slightly grunted in response as she left the young woman alone. A sigh escaped from her lips as she walked out of her own room making her way outside. She waved and slightly bowed at priests who told her good morning or "god be with you"
As she made her way outside she saw a taller man than her. He had short spiky blonde hair and green emerald eyes. He wore round glasses on his eyes, a large gray cassock with blue trim and interior, black pants, black boots, a black shirt, white gloves and a silver cross around his neck.
"Now both of you stop that! There's no fighting between friends! How do you expect to go to heaven acting like that?"
The two children looked at the priest glumly.
"Sorry father…" both of them apologized.
The man walked towards both of the boys and sighed a little while giving them a firm smile.
"Listen. Violence is never the right answer. Except, when used against heathens and monsters." He stopped for a split second before seeing a priest approaching him. "Hm…Alright, I want both of you to run straight up to your rooms."
The kids smiled at the priest.
"Yes father. Come on! Wait!"
The young woman watched as the kids giggled and ran away going to their rooms. She sighed softly and approached her father with nervousness.
"Father...you wanted to see me today?"
The priest turned around seeing his small daughter wearing a black cassock and a skirt that reached her ankles.
"Ah yes, but you must wait. To what do I owe this visit? What happened?" The man asked the priest. Crystal walked alongside her father as he suddenly stopped and rubbed his shoulder while smirking.
"I'm afraid we've been hearing a lot of bad news lately. They are coming from England."
The young brunette stared back and forth between her father and the priest and couldn't help but to have a bad feeling deep inside her gut.
"Yeah, they're working hard to keep everything quiet." The blonde man stared down at his daughter with slight confusion.
"Yeah…Vampires. There've recently been multiple vampire attacks within their borders. Far too many to be pure coincidence" the priest responded back causing the blonde man's attention to turn to him gently chuckling and smirking.
"Well, nothing wrong with that, is that? If a vampire wants to use some Protestants, how is our business?"
"But there is more…Hellsing. They are a problem. They've been holding a stronger front than we expected. Keeping damage to a minimum"
"Hellsing..? I don't think I've heard of them when I was living back in the mansion with mother and father." The young woman sighed as her father placed his hand on her shoulder causing her to flinch.
"They're nothing but amateurs. Hellsing is practically a kindergarten compare to us. The Catholics…The Vatican…And the Iscariot. We were fighting against the forces of darkness centuries before the Hellsing organization even existed. So, why are you here? If all the troubles are over in England, then surely the English can take care of on their own"
"But it's not only in England" the priest responded back.
"What?" The man had a shocked expression on his face as he released his hand.
"There has been an attack in Ireland. Northern Ireland. A little town called Badrick. Hellsing is on the move. And we will not just sit back and watch." He narrowed his eyes.
"The Nerve of them. Sneaking around with no wanted like they've along there. These fools are shameless and presumptuous as ever!"
Crystal watched as the priest walked by her father
"We will teach them to know their place, Anderson. They tread on Catholic land. This vampire is ours to destroy. We want you to deal with this before they do."
"And if I should run into the agent of Hellsing?" Anderson smirked as the priest turned around to gaze him.
"Just remember. We are part of God's divine instrument on earth. We do not retreat when we are challenged by heretics."
"If anyone does not love Lord Jesus Christ, let him be accursed that he is coming. God save you from your fate, Amen."
"Father..are you really going to Badrick on your own like this?"
Anderson turned around gazing at his daughter.
"Yes I have a mission to run. This time however, you will come with me. I believe you're ready since you were trained by Heinkel and Yumiko."
The brunette nodded slowly and gazed into her father's green eyes. She had a feeling that something terribly bad was going to happen.
The young brunette sighed as she placed a black face mask which covered her mouth and nose so her identity would be a secret. Below her she heard the sounds of stabbing and a voice belonging to a male.
"Blessed blades…Barrier!?"
"Drip"
Crystal appeared next to her father as she held a katana on her arms and the sounds of footsteps we're heard. Anderson smirked as his cross began to glow gold around his neck while patiently walking down the steps next to his daughter. They both walked until coming face to face with a man wearing nothing but red attire. He was tall, but possibly a bit smaller than Anderson himself.
"We are the servants of God, and the messengers of His Justice. We are the instruments of His divine wrath on earth! We are called upon, Plensis Kingdom! Bringing ash from the flesh of thine enemies. Praise to our lord!"
Anderson made a cross with two of his bayonets as blood dripped down onto the wooden floor.
"Beautiful moon tonight, don't you think?"
Crystal stared at the red man as he stared back at her.
"Is this another agent?"
Anderson stood quiet and instead ignored the man in red as he heard someone groaning. Crystal looked at the person covered in bayonets and blood. It was a female of course. She had blonde flare cut hair and beautiful blue eyes and wore a yellow Hellsing uniform with a matching mini skirt, long white stockings, ankle fold brown boots, and brown gloves.
She whimpered in pain while staring at the young eighteen year old woman.
"Your voice sounds so very lovely when you're whimpering in agony, young lady. Don't worry though, you're not dying yet. I haven't pierced your heart. It's been awhile since I had a good hunt. I plan on enjoying this."
"Vatican Special Division XIII, the Iscariot organization. I'm guessing that little girl is also part of the organization as well since she's with you." The man pointed to Crystal as she narrowed her eyes.
"Right you are, you pathetic Hellsing dogs this is my daughter. And you must be Alucard…the house-broken vampire, the monster who hunts his own kind. The famous Hellsing family pet…"
"What have you done with a vampire we were hunting?"
"He is dead. Not much fun really. I didn't even have time to enjoy it."
Both of them started walking towards each other until Anderson stopped behind Alucard and Alucard stopped in front of Anderson. He kept his gaze at the young brunette as she held the katana tightly against her hand.
Alucard took a couple steps forward towards the female and all she could do was grip the katana harder.
"Get away from her!" Anderson shouted as he used his bayonets to stab the vampire. He groaned as blood began oozing down from his wounds. He took out his silver Casull and shot Anderson in the head sending him flying towards the wall.
The young brunette gasped.
"FATHER!" She unsheathed her katana and dashed at Alucard head on before jumping and disappearing.
"Nani!" He turned around seeing the young brunette behind him. She used her chance to kick Alucard against the wall with all of her strength.
"Master!" The blonde woman yelled as she struggled to get up.
Crystal appeared in front of her father angrily grunting.
"If you hurt him you're gonna have to come through me!"
"Oh? Little girl wants to be brave for her father..I won't hurt you, in fact I was sent to hunt for you. Odalis."
The brunette widened her eyes.
"How do you know my last name! Who are you!"
"Haaaaaa"
Anderson appeared behind Alucard and laughed as he stabbed him once more.
Both of them started facing off and all Crystal could do was watch.
She heard the faints sound of whimpering feeling something tap on her boots.
"Odalis...are you really an Odalis..?"
Crystal felt bad for the woman and narrowed her eyes sadly. The woman looked badly injured and just wanted to get on out of here.
"Shh...if father finds out he will kill me.."
The brunette covered the blonde's mouth while taking the bayonets off of the woman's torso. Of course she tried not to whimper in too much pain while the men were facing off with each other.
"Thank you so much…"
The woman's eyes changed from a beautiful shade of blue to a red color. Before Crystal had the chance to attack her, the woman had already knocked her out for a good hour or so.
"No! Let her go! Let my daughter go!" The priest roared in anger as he watched the long haired blonde woman hold onto Crystal as if she was nothing.
"I've been looking for her ever since I discovered her parent's death. This little girl...holds the power.."
"The power Indeed, Master."
"NOOOO!"
(Long af but kinda crappy..hope ya enjoyed! Leave a review) btw alu didn't really says "Nani" I'm just bein a goof