Alucard opened his eyes and found himself in a soft bed, where am I? he thought, sitting up looking around, the room he was in was dimly lit by the sun streaming through the curtained windows, pictures that he couldn't make out decorated the wall, he stood and walked to a door in the corner, opening it. it led him into a living room, toys were strewn on the floor, he heard someone in the kitchen so he walked over to the entrance, as he stepped in the smell of pancakes, eggs and bacon hit his nose.
"So you're finally awake." A familiar voice said, Alucard looked over at the table and saw Integra sitting at the table with Seras and some little boy, "we've been waiting for you for a while."
Alucard looked at all of them Integra and the boy were smiling at him, a fake, sickly smile that made him want to throw up, he looked at Seras, she was smiling but her eyes were troubled, as if trying to tell him something.
"Come sit down sweetie." Integra said, "Sit down and eat."
Alucard put his hand on the chair, but didn't move to sit down, "what's your name?" Alucard asked, looking at the boy.
"You know his name." Integra said with a chuckle, "he's your son after all,"
"Humor me." Alucard said, a glint in his eye.
"It's Alucard Jr, Ali for short." The boy said.
"Now, sit down and start eating." Integra said, her green eyes flashing, "don't you think this food looks good?"
Alucard looked at the food, then at Seras, she shook her head slightly, her smile had disappeared, a Dog's bark made him look up.
"It's that damn stray again," Integra said looking, "it always come's-" she stopped at the sound of a gun being cocked, she looked back at Alucard and he had the Jackal to her head, "Wha- what the bloody hell are you doing!" she shouted.
"One thing you should know about Sir Integra." He said, "Her eyes are blue, not green."
Instantly the boy jumped to attack Alucard, only to be kicked to the side by Seras.
"You will not stop the dark lord from completing his work!" the fake-Integra snarled, "you will die!"
"No," Alucard said as the window shattered and a large, shaggy dog jumped in, red eyes glowing, "you will die, Baskerville, kill them."
Seras turned away as the two fake vampires were ripped apart.
"My dear," Alucard said, making Seras look over at him, he was standing in the door way with Baskerville circling him, "might you change your appearance to how you usually look?"
"Right…" she said, and instantly she changed, her hair got longer and turned from blonde to a dark orange, she got slimmer and shorter.
"Now, what is your real name?" he asked.
"Demetria." She said, with a distinctive Irish accent "Demetria Greene."
He nodded, "my thanks to you Demetria, you helped me even when you didn't have to."
"Might as well, prisoners got to stick together right?" she asked.
"Prisoners?" he asked, "I am no prisoner."
"Just because you're not in chains doesn't mean you're not a prisoner." She said as the house started to disappear the cozy looking home disappeared and was replaced with gigantic walls, with hundreds of thousands of people chained to them, all of them were screaming and trying to rip themselves off of the walls,
Alucard looked back at Demetria, her clothes had changed to a prison jump suit, a metal collar was stuck around her neck with a broken chain hanging on it, "we're all prisoners here.'
Alucard looked around, "hundreds of thousands of Vampires, stuck inside a little box," he said, "how did they get in here, I wonder."
"It's all thanks to the self appointed master of the world," Demetria said,
"Ah, the fake Dracula, who is he really?" Alucard asked.
"Don't know," she said, 'He always went by Dracula, he challenged every full fledged vampire he could find and trapped them in here," she looked around, 'the vampires you see here are some of the strongest I've ever met, he tricked them and hid them here to make sure no one gets in his way," she said, "and now that he's got you then he's won."
Who is he Demetria?" one of the vampires shouted.
"Why is he so important!"
Alucard looked at them, he sent a mental image into each and every one of their heads, showing them exactly who he is.
"Oh…my…god…the No-life King!"
"The Impaler…"
"Vlad Tepes!"
"DRACULA!"
All of them except for Demetria fell to their knees with their heads bowed.
Alucard smiled, "Now that you know who I am I can get to work." He said.
"What can you do?" Demetria asked, "your in a prison, no way out."
"I don't have to get out." He said, "Baskerville."
Upon hearing it's name the Hound of Baskerville ran over to its master, sitting in front of him with all it's eyes alert and ready.
"Execute order six-six-six, the Tartarus initiative."
Baskerville nodded and stood, running right at the wall, fazing straight through it.
"But…how?" Demetria asked, shocked as she watched Baskerville run through the wall, "no one can faze through anything in here."
"This prison is designed to keep vampires in, Baskerville is not a Vampire, he is my familiar."
"But…but…"
"Do not worry about anything my Irish Rogue," he said, "soon we will be free."
Demetria nodded, about to sit down, and then she remembered something, "what's…what's the Tartarus Initiative?"
He smiled, "something that will make sure we are sprung from this Prison."
"But what is it? What's the Tartarus Initiative!"
"It will bring all hell down on my Enemies!" He said with a manic laugh.
Seras sat atop the Eiffel Tower in France, Harkonnen in her hands, Seras! They've broken through the blockade! It's a slaughter down here we need your help! A voice shouted over the Radio.
"Get to shelter, I'm going to use the Explosive rounds." She said into her headpiece.
Roger that!
Seras looked down the sights of Harkonnen, down in the streets she saw the Artificial Vampires running up the street, Zombified hordes behind them, "see if you can handle this." She growled, pulling the trigger, the large round shot out of the barrel and into the middle of the horde, vaporizing many of the Vampires, but it didn't even put a dent into their ranks, she continued to fire, "Deija! I need you to attack their flank!"
Already on it Mistress, Deija's deep voice said.
Seras watched as she saw a large ball of fur smash into the side of the vampire's flanks, ripping through them.
Seras Victoria, come in Seras Victoria, Walter's voice said.
"What is it Walter? I'm kind of busy right now." Seras asked.
Relay this order to the ground troops, all units must fall back and retreat to the British coast.
"What!" Seras shouted angrily.
No Arguing Seras, we've lost France, we must protect our borders now.
'But what about the Civilians? What about my men stuck down in the streets?"
All Civilians we found are already being transported out of country, as for your men…I'm sorry Seras, there's no way to reach them.
Seras Clenched Harkonnen's barrel in anger, she clenched it so hard she bent the barrel in, "all units…" she said into her headpiece, her voice quivering in anger, "fall back to the Helicopters, retreat."
Roger, Platoon B3 falling back.
Platoon C13 retreating.
Platoon A7 in full retreat.
This is Platoon A2, we cannot retreat, we are pinned down in Palais des papes with Platoon D4 and the remnants of SAS platoon C5, there's no way for us to fall back.
"Deija, do you think you can reach them?"
Sorry Mistress, I cannot, too many enemy troops for me to make it there.
Ma'am, we'll hold for as long as we can, we got a few supply trucks in here with us, we can hold out.
"Soldier, just hold on, I'll get some choppers to go in to pick you up!"
Ma'am, you send a heli into this Hot spot then your risking the lives of those pilots, we'll hold out for as long as we can, we won't let this spot fall without a fight.
Seras looked down, "roger that…" she muttered into the headpiece, "give'um hell soldier."
Will do ma'am, see you in a few hours, I'll buy the drinks.
Seras tore the headpiece off her head and threw it off the tower, she stood up and looked over the burning city, "Another one falls…" she muttered, then jumped down.
"France, Germany, Spain, Romania most of Russia, China and Japan," Sir Integra said, looking at everyone around her war table, "all these strongholds have fallen."
"With their fall, most of Europe has gone easily," Walter said, "the only strongholds standing are Britain and Italy."
"You count out Russia." Deija said, leaning against the wall.
"It is cut off from us and almost completely overwhelmed." Sir Integra said, "The only thing stopping it from being completely overrun are the Northern Wolves, your old tribe."
Deija looked down.
"I hate to say it," the recently promoted captain Jack Stryker said, "but we're fucked, there's no way we can win."
"Do you have so little faith in the Hellsing Organization, Captain Stryker?"
Stryker sighed, "we lost more men then we actually saved, we left almost all civilians behind in Germany and Spain."
"That reminds me, what happened to all the civilians?"
"The ones who weren't torn apart immediately have been placed into work camps." Walter said, "They are enslaving all humans."
"Leaving us with almost nothing for troops or workers." Stryker said.
"What about the Americans?" one of the Generals asked, "they have hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the ready!"
"They're trying all they can to keep the fighting contained along the Texas-Mexico border and in California General Hemmingway," Integra said, "you forget that the Americans got hit the same time Germany did."
"They already lost Hawaii and Alaska, and California is nothing but ash." Stryker said.
"So, we're finished?" Hemmingway asked.
A loud crash made everyone jump, "WE ARE NOT FINISHED!" someone shouted, making everyone turn around, Seras stood in the door way, her fist against the wall, leaving a gigantic crack in it, "until this island falls and I die, we are not finished!"
"My mistress is right," Deija said, "Britain stands as a beacon of hope, if we can hold out, then many will rally behind us."
"Who's left to rally?" Stryker asked,
'Parts of Africa and South America still stand." Hemmingway said, "if we can get a message to them we may be able to arrange an effective resistance."
"That's not good enough!" Seras shouted, "We should launch an all out counter strike!"
"Seras that won't do anything except kill more men."
"And sitting here doing nothing will do the same!" Seras growled.
"You must calm down," Someone said, everyone turned around again, this time, a large muscular African man stood in the door way, he was dressed like a shaman, complete with a staff that had an animals skull on the handle with feathers hanging around the skull, his glowing red eyes looked at everyone in the room, "it is unwise to get angry during war."
Instantly every single person inside the war room jumped up, pulling out handguns and aiming at the man, Deija snarled, changing into his full wolf form.
"Calm down my wolf friend," he said, "I am on your side."
"Who are you?" Integra asked, her gun out and ready.
"I am Abidemi, Shaman of the western tribes of Africa." He said, he fell to one knee and bowed to Integra, "I am honored to be in your presence, Great, Sir Integra."
"Likewise." Integra said, putting her gun up, "what are you here for Abidemi?"
"I have been summoned by my old master." He said, standing up.
"And who is your old master?" she asked.
"Alucard," Abidemi said, making everyone stare at him in shock.
"How…how did Alucard Summon you?" Seras asked urgently, "HOW!"
"Calm down, my sister, he sent Baskerville." He said, "Which reminds me…where did that Dog get to?"
As if on queue Baskerville materialized on the table, gnawing on a large bone.
"Ah, there he is," Abidemi, said, patting the dogs' head.
"Baskerville…" Seras muttered.
"Yes, it seems Alucard has activated Order 666, something that hasn't happened in over two hundred years."
"What is Order 666?" Integra asked, very intrigued.
He smiled, "hundreds of years ago," Abidemi started, "Alucard knew that he could not call himself unbeatable, he could be captured, so he made an Order, Order 666."
"But what does it do?" Walter asked.
"Come on, tell us!" Stryker said.
"Order 666 is a call for all of Alucard's Fledglings to come to his age."
"There's more than just us?" Seras asked.
"Yes, eight in fact." He said, "you and me are two, the six others are scattered around the world."
"Why didn't Baskerville gather them all?"
"Because he could only remember me." he said, "remember, Baskerville is just a dog, even he has his drawbacks."
"Well then, Abidemi," Stryker said, standing up, "are you here to help us?"
"No, I am here to get Seras Victoria." He said, "then I will find the others and attack the animal that trapped my master."
"Wait a second!" Integra said angrily, "Seras is under my employment, I need her here!"
"She's our Trump card," Stryker said, "without her we'll be overrun."
"With her and the others, we can win this war without harming you humans." Abidemi said.
"Absolutely not!" Integra shouted.
"I'll do it," Seras said.
"What!"
"Sir Integra, if we want a chance of winning this war we need Alucard." Seras said, "and if we can get seven Full-fledged vampires to attack their base of operations, we can get that much closer to him."
"Seras, we need you here."
"Me staying here doesn't give you a better chance of survival!" she said angrily, "My presence here does nothing! If they decided to attack in force tomorrow then they would overrun us, no matter how much killing me and Deija do will make no difference, but If I get Alucard out of his prison, then he'll be able to send all these bastards back to hell!"
Sir Integra studied Seras' face, "fine," she said, "Go with him, we'll hold down the fort as long as we can here."
Seras nodded, "thank you Sir Integra." She said Saluting.
Integra nodded her head, "Captain Stryker, rally the men, we need to start setting up defenses." She said, standing and walking out.
"Yes ma'am!" Stryker said, running out of the room behind her.
"Ms. Victoria," Walter said, "do be careful."
Seras nodded to the old man, then turned to Abidemi, "alright, when do we leave?" she asked.
"Yes, when do we leave?" Deija asked, standing beside Seras.
"No, Deija you need to stay here and help them."
"I will not leave your side Mistress." He said.
"He can come," Abidemi said, "now please, come closer."
Seras stepped forward, so did Deija.
"Now, put your hand on my staff." He said, both did so, "Lanuae Magicae: Lorem Ipsum!" he shouted and instantly all three of them vanished.