Mission 2. The Past Returns
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Hellsing
"Albus is that him?"
"That's definitely James' son. Looks just like him."
"Can't you see the scar?"
"Where'd you find him?"
"Hey look, he's waking up."
Harry moaned as he slowly opened his eyes. He blearily looked at the crowd of people staring at him. He tried to move his arms but he felt them tied up. Immediately the fog clouding his mind was banished and he sat up.
"WHERE THE FUCKING HELL AM I?"
"Watch your language young man!"
Harry glared at the speaker, a pudgy red haired woman around forty. He snorted and spat a loogie at her feet.
"Fuck off Ranga!"
"How dare you-!"
"Enough!"
Harry turned to the speaker. The man looked like a stereotypical wizard with robes, long white hair, and a pointed hat. The man managed to settle the riled woman down. He then turned to Harry and smiled at him.
"Hello Harry, my name is Albus Dumbledore. You are a wizard."
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Yeah yeah I know all about it. Wands, potions, goblins, the whole shebang. I know all about it. The Ministry of Magic, Aurors, Death Eater, Order of the Pheonix, and the big one; Lord Voldemort. I know it all about your screwed up world. Let me tell you I have no desire to live in it. You're fucking backward customs, barbaric traditions, and outdated laws. Just kill me now," Harry ranted. "Now let me out of here before I get the Goblin Lawyers to sue every Knut you have."
"How do you know of all of this?" the old man said. Harry smirked.
"First off, you tell me what I want and I'll tell you what you want to know," Harry said.
"That's acceptable," the old man said. Harry grinned at him.
"Now who are you, and where am I?"
"I am Albus Dumbledore, leader of the Order of the Pheonix. Right now you are at its base."
Harry looked around, very unimpressed.
"Doesn't look like much. So you are the people resisting the Death Eaters?" Harry asked. Albus nodded. "How many people are Aurors?"
"About 12 people," Albus said. "Out of our 60 people organization."
"Only 60 people?! What the hell are you trying to pull?" Harry roared.
"Many of these people are volunteers willing to risk their lives to stop You-Know-Who," a man said.
"Oh for fuck's sake, say Voldemort!" Harry snapped. Nearly everyone flinched. Harry snickered.
"Voldemort! Voldemort! Voldemort! Voooldeeeemoooort!" Harry sang out. Every time, people flinched. "You weak pieces of shite!"
"Harry enough! Now we took you to our base as it is what your parents would have wanted," Dumbledore explained. "When your parents died we sent you to your muggle relatives as you were not old enough for the Magical World. When you were eleven, you were not at the Dursleys and we spent the next five years trying to find you."
Harry laughed darkly. "So you were the bastards that sent me to that hellhole? Every day, I thank God that Alucard brought me to Hellsing."
"Alucard? Who's that?" a man asked. Harry looked at the person that spoke. He was an average looking man who was rather worn down. Harry sniffed the air and glared at the man.
"You're a werewolf aren't you?" Harry asked. The man flinched. Harry sighed.
"Alucard's an unusual person, so to say. And if he finds me missing, you better hope he does not find you," Harry said.
A greasy man snorted. "Impossible. This place is warded by the strongest spells created. Not even the Dark Lord can find this place."
Harry snorted. "As long as there are shadows, no barrier can stop him."
Harry glanced at the people whose faces paled. "The Hellsing Organization will find me. And when they do, you can expect that professional soldiers will use deadly force. All of them hardened by blood and fire."
"What do you mean gone?"
Sir Hellsing glared at Walter. Walter sighed and pulled out a video.
"This is what security recorded just two hours ago. It happened so fast that security didn't catch it."
Walter inserted the tape into a player. The two watched as a hooded figure shot Harry with a red beam of some sort. The man tied Harry up and vanished into thin air.
"Is there any clues to his whereabouts?" Sir Hellsing asked. Walter grinned.
"Well, as you know, Harry knew about these people. Before being knocked out, he left us a clue," Walter said. Walter pulled out a small canister. Sir Hellsing pulled it open to see a folded piece of paper and a very small vial. Inside the vial was blood. Sir Hellsing opened the letter and read it. Sir Hellsing smiled widely and dropped the note.
"Walter, contact our agent at Gringotts, Bloodfang. Harry knew that they were coming for him and he made the preparations necessary. He gave us a list of all the likely places that he would be held as well as a vial of his blood," Sir Hellsing explained.
"ALUCARD!"
Alucard immediately came out from the shadows. Alucard grinned, displaying his fangs. Sir Hellsing tossed him the vial.
"You heard?"
"Naturally."
"Find Harry and make no move until you hear from us. Walter, have the new weapons come yet?"
Walter smiled widely. "500 Magpul Masada Assault Rifles and .45 Kriss Submachine Guns just in for every soldier here. 100 AA-12 shotguns and 50 M32 Grenade Launchers as well as 20 M-110 Sniper rifles, all of them with plenty of ammo."
Sir Hellsing smiled widely. "Harry's funds allowed us to buy these new equipment. Rescuing him is our top priority. Damn the consequences!"
She turned to Alucard who was smiling. "Alucard, find where they're hiding Harry. Do not make any movement until we're there. We're going to make sure they regret taking Harry."
Alucard nodded and vanished into the shadows. Hellsing turned to Walter.
"Walter, you are going to lead a platoon personally to ensure that Harry's safety is guaranteed. You are using the new weapons now. Perfect time to test them."
Walter nodded and set off to the barracks. Sir Hellsing smiled as she pondered how the chaos she would inflict on these perpetrators.
"So Harry where have you been for these past years?" Dumbledore asked.
"Ever since I was three, I have been at the Hellsing Manor, serving as a soldier for the Hellsing Organization. I kill vampires and ghouls mostly but I also kill the occasional werewolf or wraith."
"A soldier?" a man asked confused.
"A person trained to defend the country, often using lethal force. Like our Aurors except they kill," a brown haired girl explained.
Harry nodded. "Since I was five, I trained to kill ghouls and vampires under the instruction of Walter C. Dornez, an elite soldier of the Hellsing Organization. He trained me as a weapon, to kill the Undead with any weapon I have; whether it be a rock or a piece of wood."
"As I grew older, Alucard showed me who I was," Harry lied. "He taught me all I need about the Magical World. Its incompetence and inefficiency amazes me to no end. As I grew older, I established my connections worldwide using my inheritance I received. Since then I have been steadily training my mind and body to killing my enemies, whether through muggle or magical needs."
"How've you been training in magic without a wand or teacher?" Dumbledore asked. Harry smirked.
"You blasted idiot. There are plenty of teachers aside from the so-called professors of Hogwarts. Some of the greatest teachers around are muggleborns, living in muggle neighborhoods. The best potions teacher that taught me was a squib!"
"I'm sure there are some thing Hogwarts could offer you," Dumbledore said gently. Harry gaped.
"Are you kidding me?! You kidnap me and expect me to go to Hogwarts?"
"You're not of age yet. The law requires you to go to Hogwarts until you are of age which is nearly two years away," Dumbledore said gently.
Harry glared at him.
"Just try me. I'll break out of there and blow half the castle to bits."
Dumbledore laughed. "Hogwarts is a castle that has survived the ages. Even if the muggles got past the enchantments, no muggle would be able to break it down. Hogwarts is a veritable fortress, able to withstand a siege for decades."
Harry smirked. Out the window he could see soldiers out of the house running to and from.
"Is Hogwarts as secure as this building?" Harry asked. A man smiled.
"With Dumbledore's wards, it might as well be Hogwarts."
Albus and everyone in the house were surprised when Harry laughed loudly.
"Then I'm seriously going to enjoy breaking Hogwarts to pebbles."
The ropes made a large snapping noise and unraveled. Harry reached into his boot and pulled out his wand.
"Nebulus Maximus!"
A thick fog filled the room blocking everyone's vision. Harry picked up the chair and used it as a battering ram, tackling people out of his way. Harry ducked a barrage of spells and began to crawl for the window.
"Encantaem Nox!"
The mist evaporated to reveal that half of the order was down. With a quick wave of his wand, Dumbledore revived nearly everyone. Only a few were on the ground, due to Harry. Harry smirked and grabbed the nearest person, a red haired girl. He pointed the wand at her temple.
"No one moves. Anyone that raises their wand at me, I will blow her head clean off."
"Easy Harry. No one will harm you. We promise."
Behind Dumbledore's back, Dumbledore made several hand signs. An auror behind Dumbledore donned on an Invisibility Cloak and silently approached Harry's blind side.
"Harry please lower your wand now," Dumbledore asked. Harry shook his head.
"No chance in hell."
"I'm sorry then."
A huge explosion on the left wall shocked everyone inside. Harry smirked and threw the young girl at Dumbledore. Harry ran towards the hole in the wall. A soldier passed him a Kriss submachine gun and he began unloading hell on the group that had captured him.
Dumbledore watched in horror as soldiers poured out of the hole and began to mow down the wizards with great efficiency. He quickly conjured a stone shield around the wizards in order to protect them from the hail of gunfire. A man quickly ran to his side.
"Professor! We already have five dead. More than half are injured. Some gravely so. We can't hold out against them."
"We need to retrieve Harry! He's the key to Voldemort's defeat!" Deumbledore argued.
On the other side of the wall, the soldiers fired against the stone barrier, causing huge chunks to come out of the wall. Harry knew that the wizards were waiting. He waved at the soldiers ordering them to stop. Harry quickly marked out a spot on the wall.
"On my mark, everyone shoot there and empty a whole clip. Those with shotguns, use the high explosive rounds! Those with grenades, wait for my orders," Harry ordered. "On my mark!"
All the soldiers aimed at the spot on the wall.
"FIRE!"
A huge dent was created in the wall. When the firing stopped, Harry signaled for the soldiers carrying the grenade launchers.
"Same order! Use the whole clip!"
In less than a minute, there was a huge whole in the wall. Soldiers flooded through the hole and surrounded the group. Every wizard had gun pointed between their eyes. Harry strode in and glared at Dumbledore. He glared at Dumbledore and hit him with the butt of his gun. Dumbledore fell over, knocked out. Harry turned to the captain.
"Escort everyone out of here. I'm sure Alucard would love to meet them. Where is he anyway?"
"Muahahahahaha. Well little wizards, surprised at your own incompetence?"
Harry and the other Hellsing members grinned widely as Alucard came out of the stone barrier. His smile unnerved every wizard.
"Hello Harry. How was your stay with these incompetent, impotent excuses for human flesh?" Alucard asked in a deep voice. Harry laughed.
"Well Alucard, it's a beautiful night isn't it?" Harry said. Alucard's laughter boomed all over the house.
"Yes indeed. A night like this makes me want a bite."
Alucard licked his lips with a disturbingly long tongue. Harry snickered as his mind formed an extremely devious plan.
"Alucard, have you had a drink yet?"
"No."
"Captain, is Alucard's blood ration here?" Harry asked. The captain shook his head.
"No sir, its back at the Hellsing Manor."
Harry made a noticeable glance at the captured wizards that everyone could see. Alucard began chuckling darkly while every Hellsing soldier smirked.
"Well Alucard, take your pick. Legally, these people are not English. If they turn to a ghoul or vampire, we can immediately eliminate them," Harry said.
Alucard laughed evilly while every soldier turned away. Harry grinned as the wizards finally realized what was happening.
"Harry no!"
"You can't do this!"
"Let us go!"
"Harry please!"
Alucard grabbed a young woman and hypnotized her. Her head lolled revealing her smooth neck. Alucard's mouth opened and his pointed teeth lightly brushed the woman's neck.
"TONKS!"
"Harry you bastard!"
"Let us go!"
"No Tonks!"
"Don't do this!"
Dumbledore quickly sprang up and pulled Tonks to his arms. Another flick of his wand and every wizard vanished from in front of them.
"FUUCK!" Harry roared. He threw a chair against a stone wall, shattering it to splinters.
"Harry is everything alright?"
Harry turned to see Walter looking at him. Harry nodded his head and slumped down.
"Those damned people are going to publish to the whole damn world where I am. Owls are going to fly all over Hellsing Manor. Wizards are going to come from all over the fucking island just to look at me. Soon that pain in the ass government is going to try to force me to stay in that retarded version of Middle Earth," Harry ranted. He faced the stone barrier.
"GODDAMNIT!" Harry roared. He punched the wall and the wall exploded. Harry took several deep, calming breaths. Harry placed his face in his hands. Alucard looked at Walter confused at Harry's attitude. This Harry was completely unlike the cocky, sarcastic, yet always controlled person he always were. Walter nodded and quickly whispered orders to a soldier. The soldier nodded and began leaving the building, leaving Harry alone with Walter and Alucard.
"I'll meet you at Hellsing Manor Alucard," Walter said. Alucard nodded and vanished into the shadows. Walter sat by Harry and pulled out a handkerchief.
"Do you need this?" Walter asked. Harry pushed away the handkerchief.
"Soldiers don't cry," Harry said in a cracked voice.
"True but people do. You've been raised all your life as a soldier like I was. Every now and then, we fracture and crack but become stronger because of that," Walter said gently. Harry silently nodded. Walter waited until Harry spoke.
"Walter, do you remember when Alucard brought me to Hellsing Manor the first time?" Harry asked. Walter smirked. That day was one of the most enjoyable days in his memory.
Harry was clinging to Alucard's leg tightly as Sir Hellsing examined the child. She then glared at Alucard who was grinning at Sir Hellsing.
"Hmph, You expect me to allow a child to be raised here? He's much to young. Send him back to his parents," Sir Hellsing snapped.
"He's an orphan. And those adoptive parents he's been sent with refused to allow him back in his house," Alucard said. "Those abominable people struck the child before a rogue vampire attacked the family. By some strange power, Harry blew the vampire to pieces. However the man literally threw him out of the house into my arms. Me being the compassionate soul, I decided to take him here."
Sir Hellsing glanced at the boy nervously sucking his thumb. The boy was malnourished and had noticeable welts on his arms. However the boy's green eyes literally pierced through Sir Hellsing's soul. She averted her gaze and turned to Alucard.
"Get rid of him and take him back."
The boy's eyes widened in terror. He refused to move and grabbed Sir Hellsing's leg in desperation.
"NO PLEASE! LET ME STAY!"
"I'm sorry but you can't stay here. You need to go back," Sir Hellsing said
"NOOOOOO!"
The room began to tremble as Harry begged not to go back. As Harry's wails grew loud, the room began to tremble more and more violently. Hellsing's cigar blew up in her face, covering her face in soot. All of the glass in the room shattered. Sir Hellsing's desk began to splinter. The Manor's power had power surges, and paper began flying everywhere.
"Fine, that brat can stay! But he'll be under your responsibility Alucard!" Sir Hellsing said. Immediately the room began to settle down. Alucard smiled and picked the boy up in his arms.
"Walter, we'll need a room for the boy," Alucard said. Walter nodded.
"Of course," Walter said. He picked the boy from Alucard's arms. "Now then young master. Let's get something to eat."
"Keep that brat away from the armory Walter!" Sir Hellsing said. Harry glared at Sir Hellsing and stuck his tongue at her.
"Meanie!"
Walter chuckled and left the room with Harry. Sir Hellsing sighed and sat in her chair.
"I hate children."
Sir Hellsing lit up a new cigar and looked at Alucard. Alucard stifled a snicker before breaking out into loud laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
Alucard pointed at her forehead. Sir Hellsing pulled out a mirror and looked at her reflection. She grated her teeth in anger. On her forehead, several rainbow colored, flashing letter spelled out "Meanie".
"Am I dismissed now, Meanie?"
"ALUCARD!!"
"I do remember that it was the first time I have seen Sir Hellsing so angry," Walter said.
Harry laughed a bit at the memory. He laid his head on his knees.
"All my life I knew that someday I would have to confront the past I had not chose and to face a fate that was not my responsibility. I would rather spend the rest of my days slaying vampires and ghouls for England than to save that godforsaken world those lunatics live in."
Walter nodded.
"As you already know, the Hellsing Organization will support you no matter what choice you make. You have done so much for this organization. Even though Sir Hellsing will never admit it, she is grateful for everything you've done for the sake of the organization," Walter said. "Now get a stiff upper lip and stand up. You're a man of England and by God you will show it!"
Harry cocky grin returned as quickly hugged Walter.
"Thanks old chap, I needed that," Harry whispered. Harry walked out the door with a spring in his step and a shit-eating grin on his face.
"Now Walter, my contacts at Black Water have told me of a very promising new armor called Dragon Skin. I want you to send some men there to observe this new test."
Walter nodded as he listened to Harry's orders. Although Harry isn't the head of the Hellsing Organization, there is no doubt it would not function half as well if it weren't for his huge network
When Harry got back at Hellsing Manor he headed straight to Sir Hellsing's office. She smiled as Harry saluted to her. Beside her, Seras gave Harry a wide smile. Harry winked roguishly at her, causing her face to redden.
"Well Harry, welcome back. I must say your exploits are unmatched by any here aside from Alucard and Walter," Sir Hellsing said. Harry smirked.
"Boring routines are never a part of the Hellsing Organization."
"Indeed. Now, I've received reports on the debut of our newest weapons. As you were gone three squads quelled a ghoul outbreak near Lancaster. These new weapons were able to mow down these ghouls with much less struggling than before. I'm especially enamored with the AA-12. An automatic shotgun capable of blowing the chest off a ghoul with one round yet can shoot 300 rounds in a minute."
"I told you business with the Americans would be very good. The Americans are run by money. As long as you have money, they can get you anything," Harry said.
"And I'm glad you are right. As I was saying, these new weapons are so efficient that the three squads reported no fatalities at all," Sir Hellsing said. "One even said only one platoon could have been sufficient."
Harry nodded extremely pleased but his smile slipped when Sir Hellsing raised a familiar letter.
"I see you already knows what this is?"
"Those damned wizards. I swear I'll sue them out of every euro they have," Harry growled.
"I know you hate these wizards but we'll need to do careful politics when dealing with these people. These people consider themselves superior to us in everyway and the people that we attacked rescuing you are very high in the political field. In addition, these so called Death Eaters might try to abduct you."
Harry nodded. "Then we'll have to update security. I'll contact my people at Black Water and I'll add magical wards as well. Tell every security personnel that infrared goggles are mandatory as these people can make themselves invisible."
"Get started tomorrow for now get to rest. Both of you get some rest," Sir Hellsing ordered.
"Yessir!"
Harry and Seras began walking towards the dungeons where the high-ranking officers are. Harry saw how Seras glanced at him often.
"Are you going to say something Police Girl?" Harry asked.
"Are you alright Harry? I mean you were captured and held captive by people," seras started. Harry laughed.
"Is that it? Those people were barely police officers, much less soldiers. I'm fine really," Harry said. "You on the other hand look tired. Have you been drinking your blood?"
Seras flinched. "Yes."
"Poolice Girl."
"Not everyday sir. Probably once every two days," Seras admitted. Harry glared at her.
"You need to drink that blood everyday to keep in tip top shape. In our line of work, any mistake could lead to your death. Alucard's an exception as he's basically immortal."
"But sir-!"
Harry growled and grabbed Seras arms. He pinned her against the wall and glared at her. Seras winced, as those green eyes seemed to pierce into her soul.
"You are a vampire. Keep your personality as an individual. Throw away your ideas of limitations. Accept who you are. I'm trying to keep you alive. Now today and until I'm sure, I will watch you drink that blood ration everyday."
Seras meekly nodded as Harry let her go. Harry followed her to her room. On the table there was a ration of blood on the table, ready for her to drink. Seras looked at the blood in disgust.
"Sir I'm going to take a shower. Could you please get out of my room?"
"I told you Seras. I am going to make sure that you will drink that blood. If you're worried about me peeking, the only peeking I've done is on Sir Hellsing on a dare by Alucard."
Harry sat in a chair and pulled out a deck of cards. Seras watched as Harry deftly shuffled the cards with skillful ease, like a casino dealer. Seras sighed and picked up a pair of pajamas from her dresser and locked her bathroom door.
Harry ignored the shower sounds coming from the bathroom. He distracted himself by playing solitaire. His motions soon became automatic and his mind began to wander. His mind soon reflected on the vampires he fought and the ones he soon would fight.
The vampires he fought were nonmagical vampires with not a drop of magic in their veins. Without magic, any people aside from virgins would immediately begin rotting, as their bodies could not handle the sudden influx of magic that comes when with a vampire bite. After the initial corrosion, their bodies would remain in a cadaver like state until destroyed or the vampire responsible dies. The people that become vampires gain superhuman abilities as well as eternal youth, keeping their appearance for all the ages. They are very weak against direct sunlight, garlic, holy water, crucifixes, and silver as it reflects the moon. A completely destroyed heart or head can successfully kill a vampire. However, as a vampire ages, they gain strength and more abilities. Judging from his studies, vampires that are over 50 begin to gain ever more physical prowess. When they hit 169, they begin rapidly evolve to a demigod state. They are able to gain control of their own bodies and regenerate. Soon they will be able to shapeshift and gain telepathic powers. Once they hit their peak of around 216 years old, they gain power of darkness and blood able to bend those elements to their will. What is frightening is that these vampires will continue to gain strength unless purified.
Magical people when bit by a vampire will always turn into a vampire. They gain the initial abilities like superhuman features and will develop supernatural powers quickly. However vampires from wizards will always be weaker and stop growing after they are 144 years old. This rise and short halt in development is due to their latent Wizarding magic that continues to fight against the Vampiric magic that flows through their blood.
Both races of magic hold a very severe weakness to the old magic, runic magic of the earth and sun from pagan rituals. Harry discovered on his various travels that lead bullets with runic carvings etched on them could harm vampires more than silver stakes.
"Sir? Harry sir?"
Harry looked up to see Victoria looking at him. Harry shook his head.
"Oh Victoria, have you finished drinking the blood?"
"Yessir."
"Then I bid you good night," Harry said.
"Harry!"
Harry turned to see Seras on her bed, looking anxious.
"Yes Police Girl?"
"Could I talk to you please? Until I fall asleep at least?"
Harry sighed as he pulled up a chair by Seras' bed. Seras whispered her thanks and began talking to Harry. Harry sighed and relaxed as he listened to all of Seras' worries, making small comments here and then.
The next day, Harry entered the mess hall to see it in complete chaos. Everywhere, owls were flying all over the place. When the owls spotted him, they flew straight at him bombarding him with letters. Red envelopes began to float in the air screaming at him. The whole hall was filled with the sounds of screaming.
"FUCKING WIZARDS!" Harry roared. In a fit of rage, he pulled out his shotgun and began shooting the red envelopes into confetti. He glared at the owls perched on various items in the mess hall.
"What the hell are you staring at? GET OUT!"
The owls began to fly out of the mess hall in droves. Harry began cursing nonstop as he gathered the letters and packages that made a small hill in the middle of the hall. A soldier cautiously approached him.
"Lt. Potter? Is everything alright sir?"
Harry looked at the person that spoke.
"No Sgt. Bryne. However I'll get this mess sorted out. Tomorrow morning, though, make sure that any owl that comes near here is intercepted and their letter taken. We don't need owls flying in the mess hall. Next time I might not be able to stop myself from shooting half the owls down."
The soldier saluted and quickly relayed the information to the wall guard. Harry sighed and picked out a newspaper from the massive pile of junk mail he received. He looked to the front and let out a long string of curses.
HARRY POTTER FOUND!
Boy-Who-Lived a muggle auror for the British government!
Yesterday night, it was confirmed that Harry Potter was alive and well. However he is in the service of the British Government as a soldier (an auror with the license to kill in the name of the government) for an organization named as the Hellsing Organization. Not much is known of this secretive organization. However what can be confirmed is that this organization is made of the elite member responsible for preventing Dark creature attacking the innocents, proving that this boy is born to destroy evil, even at such a young age.
No other information is known about him. Rest assured, Harry Potter you have our thanks and a mutual plea from all of Magical England…
Please Return!
Harry picked up all the letters and carried them to the firing range. The soldiers watched in curiosity as Harry dumped the letters in the middle of the range and went back to pick up an SMAW rocket launcher. He blasted the pile and watched in sheer happiness as all the letters were obliterated or soon burned. He turned to the other soldiers staring at him.
"There's something magical in blowing shit up."
A light vibration began coming from Harry's pocket. Harry pulled out the phone and flipped it open.
"Hello?"
"Harry, its Sir Hellsing. We've got guests."
"What kind of guests?" Harry asked. Harry had a sinking feeling in his stomach that was confirmed when Hellsing spoke again.
"The Ministry of Magic."
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