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Chapter 2: The Valentine Brothers
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Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing could name at least ten places that she'd rather be at that moment in time, instead of attending to the meeting of the Round Table. All twelve members sat at the large table, each with a poker face of his own. Integra reached into a small box on the table and pulled out a cigar, before she focused her attention on the members of the Round Table.
"We have a problem, Integra", one man spoke up and Integra focused her calculated gaze on the man, before she folded her hands under her chin and waited for him to continue. She had a general idea at what he was about to bring up.
"So much has happened. Even if we do take action we cannot stop the news from leaking to the press", the same man spoke in a solemn tone and he fixed his glasses so the light made a bright glint, allowing no one to see his eyes.
"Yes. There is a limit to how much information can be suppressed", another man commented and a few others murmured in agreement, before Integra slowly rose her hand in the air to silence the Round Table.
"As you probably know, we have seen increasing numbers of vampires and their minions in recent weeks. Naturally, we took the opportunity to research these new vampires", Integra spoke in a cool tone, before she removed a small device from her pocket and held it between her fingers for all to see.
"What is that?" one man asked as a hushed silence fell over the large room. Integra took her time to gaze at the expressions on each of the memebers faces, before her gaze give gravely serious.
"This appears to be a transmission device. Many chips like this were found on the vampires body. Our theory is that this device is used to monitor the condition, mental status, movement and combat efficiency of the vampire", Integra spoke in a clear tone and many men stood from their chairs in a mixture of shock and outrage.
"What!" a few men shouted at the same time, but Integra simply continued on as if she hadn't heard them, "Furthermore, the recent incidents are not isolated. It is clear that someone is behind all of this."
Integra calmly lifted her cigar to her lips and lit it calmly without losing eye contact with anyone. The men stared at the Hellsing heiress with expressions that varied from shock to fear, while some just simply slumped in their chairs in disbelief.
"There's something else", Integra started but a man rose his hand to halt her in mid sentence.
"Wait! There's more!" he exclaimed in a shaking voice and Integra once again crossed her hands under her chin, resting her elbows on the large table. Smoke from her cigar surrounded her in a misty halo, giving her an almost haunted look.
"Its about the ghouls. Ghouls usually form when the victims of the vampire are not pure. However, that isn't true in this case! In all these incidents, every victim was turned into a ghoul and no new vampires were created. Even pure, untainted children have turned into ghouls", Integra elaborated and sweat began to form on the faces of the men at the table. Integra tilted her head back and stared up at the ceiling, before she released a stream of smoke from her lips.
Sakura sat on the edge of her desk, staring at the strange chip in her hands. She had returned to the hospital roof earlier that morning to see retrieve her lighter that she hadforgotten. She had found her lighter, but also a strange chip on the concrete. She was surprised that the chip hadn't been destroyed or washed away by her justus, but she didn't question it. The Freelancer didn't know what the chip was used for or what its origin was.
Saura placed the chip in the pocket of her jeans, making a mental note to research the chip later. She looked on her messy desk and picked up a kunai with a bittersweet smile on her face, she missed the age of the shinobi. Technology had taken over and people had traded justus and kunai for guns and computers, it was sad in a way. Sakura knew she was the only person left in the world with the ability to harness chakra, everyone else had simply forgotten the old ways.
The Freelancer snapped out of her thoughts and began to strap various weapons to her person, she hummed under her breath stretched sighing in content when she felt her stiff joints 'pop'. The Freelancer was clothed in a form fitting crimson camisole and plain black jeans that hugged her curves perfectly. Sakura's ANBU tattoo stood out proudly on her right shoulder in black ink for all to see, but none actually understood what it meant.
'I wonder if these Valentine Brothers will be able to grant my wish', the Haruno thought to herself before she mentally snorted and began to the tak of wrapping black bandages around her arms, a habit she had picked up from her old friend Neji Hyuga.
'If you were to be honest to yourself for once, you would finally realize that there is a very slim chance that anyone can kill us for good!' another voice snapped in Sakura's head and the young woman rolled her eyes, before mumbling under her breath incoherently.
'I thought I got rid of you', Sakura thought in a bored tone as she began to lace up her three inch combat boots, she stood up as she debated whether or not she should take her katana. The Freelancer shrugged and strapped it onto her back, she'd take it just for the hell of it.
'I'm you, baka! You can't get rid of me! And, I don't appreciate you locking me in the deepest part of your mind, do you realize how fucking hard it is to get out of there!' shouted Inner Sakura and the Freelancer groaned at the mental headache that she was sure to develop.
'For Kami's sake, be quiet! I already have enough issues to deal without feeling the need to argue with myself!' Sakura shouted in her mind and she twitched slightly when she heard Inner Sakura's taunting laughter, it took everything the Freelancer had not to bash her head against the desk.
'Hey, your the one that's insane. All the years that you've lived it was bound to happen, I'm just here because you feel the need to converse with someone', Inner Sakura stated as if they were discussing the weather and Sakura bit her tongue hard enough to draw blood, before she placed her Berettas in their respective holsters on either side of her waist.
'This isn't much of a conversation, now be quiet', Sakura commanded and to her surprise Inner Sakura actually fell silent. Sakura walked around her room and her eyes landed on the picture of Konoha 12, when they were all genin. She smiled lightly at the picture and touched the frame, she missed her friends terribly. Sakura turned her attention away from the picture and continued to ready herself for her encounter with the Valentine Brothers.
'I just thought of something', Inner Sakura spoke up after a while and Sakura sighed, silence is too much to ask for these days it seemed. Sakura chose to ignore the annoying voice of her Inner, which Inner Sakura didn't appreciate.
'We haven't gotten laid in over a hundred years!' Inner Sakura suddenly found herself shoved in the deepest part of the Freelancer's mind and no matter how much she yelled and cursed, the Freelancer couldn't hear her.
The Valentine Brothers stood at the back entrance of the Hellsing manor, each plotting the demise of powerful organization. The younger of the two was clothed in black, along witn multiple face piercings stood with his hands in his his pockets; a bored expression on his face. His dark skin stood out in contrast to his brother's pale complexion and his gold eyes shone with ill intent. The older brother stood clothed in a crisp white suit with a calm aura around him as he and his brother stepped towards their destination. Their names were Luke and Jan Valentine.
"You do you we can't afford to screw up, right? It has been quite some time since we've been assigned anything this big", Luke spoke to his younger sibling, who simply rolled his eyes in response.
"Yeah, yeah. Besides, we won't fail. We can't possibly fuck up with a badass like me on the job", Jan replied with a cocky grin on his face and Luke sighed, before shaking his head at his younger brother's attics. the two vampires were caught off guard when a whistle was blown in their ears.
"Who are you! This place is strictly off limits!" shouted one of Hellsing's security guards and Luke calmly adjusted his glasses on his face, before he focused his green eyes on the security guard with a sheepish expression on his face.
"My apologies, sir. You see, we are here with the tour group", he spoke in a sincere tone as he pointed to the two large buses parked just outside the Hellsing gates and the security guard's eyes widened a fraction.
"We're visiting the castles of British nobility", Luke continued and Jan stepped up from behind his brother and gave the guard a nonchalant look.
"Ain't you folk open to the public?" he asked in a bored tone and another guard stepped up beside the other guard that was staring at the Valentine brothers with a look of shock and sight confusion.
"This is private property. Remove yourselves immediately!" the new guard barked in a authoritative tone and The Valentine Brothers turned to face each other, before they both began laughing.
Jan snapped his fingers and before either of the guards could react, a bullet had pierced straight through the head of the new guard. The other guard watched in shock as his partner fell, before he heard a sliding sound and his attention turned to the buses were the windows as opened and various firearms were pointed at him. Without warning the guns began to fire and tore straight through the Hellsing guard.
"Alright, that's enough! Stop shooting!" shouted Jan and after a few more minutes of gun fire the bullets finally ceased. Jan made an almost comical look of disbelief before he turned his brother with a exasperated look.
"Are you sure these goddamn things can be trusted, bro?" he asked and Luke gave him a charming smile, before nodded his head.
"Of course. Besides, this is merely an experiment", Luke replied in a smooth tone as an eerie smile crossed his face. Jan stared at his brother a few seconds, before he snapped his fingers once again and ghouls dressed from head to toe in armor filed out of the buses.
"Only an experiment, eh?" the younger Valentine commented with a smirk on his face and he grabbed two heavily modified, suppressed FN P90s from one of ghouls. Luke stared at Jan with an amused expression.
"Who the hell cares anyway? How boring. As long as their are people to kill and blood to drink we can do whatever the hell we want! Who cares if their Hellsing! Fuck Arkard or Alucard, or whatever the fuck his name is! Eliminate all of them!" shouted Jan in a crazed voice and Luke remained quiet as he adjusted his glasses, for once his younger brother was absolutely correct.
Sakura stood arrived in front of Hellsing manor a hour or so later from when the Valentine Brothers had arrived. Sakura liked to think she was a damn good Hunter nin back in the day and time had helped her hone her abilities, but when she had tracked the Valentine Brothers to Hellsing she had begun to second guess herself. Why the Valentine Brothers would be here was beyond Sakura's imagination, seeing as how Hellsing was an Anti-vampire organization.
Sakura shrugged mentally to herself, hell she had never ben wrong so what good would doubting herself to now, especially after all these years? Sakura walked through the front enterance of the Hellsing manor and her eyes widened at the amount of blood and corpses that littered the ground. She knelt down beside one and read the insignia on the uniform, her lips forming a thin line in solid distaste. They were Hellsing soldiers.
Sakura stood up straight and continued on her way, stopping once again when she heard the speakers around the hall come to life. She rose one of her eyebrows when she heard screams and yells echo through the speakers, before an amused voice rang spoke into the intercom.
"Hello, hello. Can you hear me? Good afternoon, members of the Round Table! Greetings! Is my dear little partridge Integra there as well?" the voice laughed and Sakura leaned against one of the walls, deciding to listen to what the clearly disturbed vampire had to say. She was slightly surprised when he mentioned the members of the Round Table being there as well.
"We are the Valentine Brothers!" the voice confirmed Sakura's silent question and the Freelancer resisted the urge to laugh, this was going to be too easy. She pulled a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket and lifted one to her lips, where she lit in without a second thought.
"I am the younger of us two, Jan Valentine. This is the first time we've met, correct? We're enjoying lunch right now, your guards are quite delectable if I do say so myself. Care to join us?" Jan taunted into the microphone and Sakura crushed her cigarette in her finger; one thing hadn't changed about Sakura Haruno and that was her strong hatred towards those who killed the innocent. And, the bastard that the nerve to sound happy about that fact.
'We'll be doing everyone a favor when we kill this bastard', Inner Sakura growled out in Sakura's mind and the Freelancer didn't even think to question how her Inner had managed to emerge so quickly, in fact she agreed with her Inner completely.
'It's almost your turn! Have you pissed yourselves yet? Prayed to your God? You are cornered with no where to go, are you prepared to die like fish in a barrel? By the way you still have a couple of minutes to commit suicide if you want to take care of business yourselves. I strongly recommend this!" Jan's voice echoed through the now silent hallways as he clicked of the intercom and Sakura's eyes flashed dangerously.
The Freelancer kicked herself off the way and pulled her katana from its sheath on her back as she made her way down the hallway. The enraged Haruno leg shot forward as she kicked the doors open, shattering them in the process. Armed ghouls looked up from where they wee feasting on Hellsing soldiers. Sakura allowed a deranged smile to grace her features, before she rushed forward. Her form blurred as she dodged bullets that were shot at her, her katana danced in her hand as she quickly cut down the ghouls leaving nothing but crimson stains in her wake.
The Haruno's fist went straight through the head of one of the ghouls and she spun on her heel slicing the head on one ghoul clean off. Sakura's katana was made of the same black, stainless steel that her Berettas were made from and once again it had been modified for her use only. Sakura forced chakra into her sword and swung it, smiling in twisted amusement as the shockwave from her swing cut straight about eight ghouls, shield and all.
Sakura lifted her katana over her shoulders and stared at the ghouls that laid motionlessly on the ground, a smirk formed on her face when more came leveled there weapons at her. She swung her katana so its blade was pointed at the ground. Sakura licked her lips her silver tongue ring shining in the light and she rushed forward as the ghouls open fired; the Freelancer had begun her assignment.