Chapter 2
Heinkel kneeled in front of Chief Makube as Jacob stood watching them.
"Field Report." Makube asked and Heinkel lifted her head, "Vampire eliminated...Hellsing handled the rest."
Makube sighed, "Well...it appears Hellsing is still very active...but efficient too...is that all?"
"Yes...although one of the survivors...he-"
Jacob began to clap as he smiled and walked over to Heinkel, "Very good, amazing. Even though a vampire beat you in combat you managed to kill the vampire before she got there. At least that was good...did you and Hellsing fight?"
Heinkel's fingers scratched the ground where they were, "I fought Seras but she didn't fight back...she has gotten better with regeneration."
Makube turned to Jacob, "I have an idea...we can stage a vampire attack, lead Seras to an ambush, and then Heinkel and I can ambush her!"
Jacob shook his head, "Unfortunately no...I cannot allow this to happen...in order for a proper fight we must meet during the Tenth Crusade."
"But!" Chief Makube began but Jacob silenced him, "So you kill her and then what will Hellsing do? They'll wake up Alucard to attack us."
Jacob then began to pace, "Alucard is a war hungry monster who desires a good fight and loves a good war. But if we call him to battle by the death of his closest family he won't be in ecstasy...he'll be in anger. He'll give us no chance and bury us alive, impale us, burn us, and devour us. We must be in a war or else he'll see us as people to kill. In a war he'll be enjoying himself...laid back...it'll be perfect...you and the regenerators can kill Alucard Makube," Jacob then motioned to Heinkel, "And you can kill Seras then."
Jacob then sat back down and smiled, "You're dismissed Iscariot."
As Makube and Heinkel walked down the hallway Makube broke the silence, "I don't trust him."
"Me neither," Heinkel said and looked at Makube, "Should we inform the Pope?"
"No...we can't have distrust without knowing...we will have to dig deeper first..."
At the Hellsing's next morning there was funeral being held out back where Integra's father was buried, people from the Round table were wearing black tuxedos along with Tom as well. He was busy staring at the ash jar he was in and as soon as everyone said their final respects Tom was left with the ash jar.
Inside the mansion he sat looking at the Jar thinking about the last words he spoke to him about. His father and him had an intense argument a few nights ago resulting on him driving his motorcycle out and speeding, now he couldn't tell him he was sorry...
"Ahem,"
Tom turned to see Sir Islands standing in the doorway, "I understand your loss is depressing to you however I ask that you must focus on your new task."
"What new task?"
"Running Hellsing."
Tom's face was an expression of confusion, "Wait...what?! Why don't you run it?"
Islands chuckled, "Look at me boy...I'm not young enough and active enough to run an organization like this."
"Come on it's just gotta be signing papers right?"
Islands chuckled, "No...it is much more than that."
"That is why I'm here," said an old British voice as Thomas looked towards the door, in walked a woman with cane who looked very elderly, her hair was deadly white with an eye patch over her left eye and a cigar in her mouth.
"Who are you?" Thomas asked and Islands gasped, "Are you serious boy...do you not recognize her in her glory?"
The woman puffed out smoke as she walked in shakily, "I am Integra Fairbrook Wingates, former owner of the Hellsing organization...and your father's teacher."
In the rooms below Mark moaned in his sleep as he was remembering his earth shattering reality change, the events that happened in that train tunnel, those zombies trying to eat him...they were getting closer...their mouths open with sharp teeth with drool dripping off of them. He then yelled out and woke up.
He looked around to see his surroundings was some kind of dungeon.
He looked over to see that there was a steak with a blood pack next to it with a fork and knife placed symmetrically across from each other.
"You gotta pour the blood on the steak first," Seras said as she entered, "Or else it hurts your throat."
Mark cried seeing the demon from his dream was very much real.
"Whoa! Whoa calm down!" Seras cried out but Mark grabbed the knife from his plate, "Where am I?! Who are you?"
"Calm down calm down...look...you were messed up bad so I had to drink your blood to turn you into a vampire."
"VAMPIRE?!" Mark began to remember what happened after he was shot and then he used his tongue to search around in his mouth for two pointed teeth...and he found them...two pointed teeth.
Mark cried out as he threw the knife into Seras's head but to his dismay she just pulled it out like a splinter.
He began to sweat as he pushed past her and bolted down the hallway with his new vampire speed.
"Wait! Come back!" Seras called out but when she saw he was gone she sighed, her arm made of Hell's fire charged up and propelled her forward and she flashed down the hallway like a red lightning bolt.
Back upstairs Integra, Islands, and Penwood were walking around the mansion with Integra explaining to them about her history.
"Do you know the story of Dracula Penwood?"
"I prefer Tom ma'am."
"Alright...Tom...do you know the story of Dracula?"
Tom shrugged and Integra began, "Around the time of 1431 a child was born under the name Vlad the Third, Prince of Wallachia. His father quickly handed him over to the the Turks. He was tortured, raped, and eventually managed to escape their wrath. Once he was free he made a new name for himself. Vlad The Impaler, the leader who left the bodies of his enemies on spikes for their tombstones and a form of worship for god. But eventually his luck ran out...he was captured...his forces slaughtered and he was about to be executed when he drank the blood of his own people...consuming their life force. This act along cursed him to becoming the new name people know him now as...Dracula, son of the Dragon, and son of the Devil. He was known by many names but as the years rolled by his legacy as well as his identity became shrouded in mystery. But then in 1898 catastrophe broke out...Johnathan and Mina Harker met Dracula at the time and soon learned about his demonic ways...but Dracula infatuated with Mina changed her. But soon she and Abraham Van Helsing plotted a way to defeat him, so she met with him, then fed upon Dracula...to incapacitate him and Abraham Van Helsing drove a steak through his heart...Abraham...was my grandfather."
Tom gasped, "So...so your grandfather was a vampire slayer?"
"Yes he was...but at the time Dracula had consumed so much blood he never truly died...so he merely trapped him to keep his evil from spreading but it was too late. Over four centuries Dracula feasted upon multiple and spread his curse to other people turning them into vampires...however the rules were specific...if you were feasted upon by a vampire you became a Ghoul...what most modern day people believe to be a zombie...but Ghouls are empty husks of where souls used to preside, leaving them empty with an never ending hunger. But to become a vampire you had to be of the opposite sex of a vampire and be a virgin...otherwise you would become a Ghoul."
"So...you're telling me...you've been hunting vampires?"
"Well not me myself...we've had specific agents over the years doing our work...but the two that stand out are agents named Walter C. Dornez the Angel of Death and-"
Mark dashed down the hallway stopping to see Integra, Penwood and Islands, but just as he stopped Seras ran into him knocking them both through the window. When Mark was outside he began to yell frightened by the sun but then he stopped...he wasn't being burned. It was really bright and a little annoying but it wasn't killing him. But then Seras stood up and used her fire arm to separate into tendrils and wrap around Mark to keep him from running. "Will you calm down?!"
Mark yelled, "LET ME GO!"
Integra then gasped as she hastily climbed over the window and walked over to Mark while Penwood stood inside and looked at Seras in awe, "A real vampire...they weren't lying."
Integra then walked to Mark and looked him in the face. Mark looked away from her but she removed her glove and lightly touched his face.
Islands then coughed on purpose, "Integra...your ride back to the hospital is here...and put out that cigar...they'll raise Hell if they hear you've been smoking."
Integra looked back at Islands and nodded dropping her cigar and stamping it out with her boot. "Seras...can you calm out guest down?"
Seras nodded and said, "Hey...um...I'm sorry about this..."
"About wha-"
Then Seras pulled her fist back and sucker punched Mark in the face putting him to sleep.
She then transformed the red mass back into an arm and flung Mark over her shoulder, "Back to bed with you..."
As she walked past him Tom had to admire how young and lively she looked for someone who was undead...truly his father wasn't completely doing normal office things...
"So...I guess I won't be signing any papers?"
In Islands car Integra sat in the back seat thinking about the boy she saw, "Islands?"
"Yes ma'am?"
"That boy...do you know who he is?"
"No...why?"
"Run a background check on him...because I see him in that boy's face."
"Who ma'am?"
"Walter..."
Later that night in a discreet location a thousand Nazi vampires had gathered in one room. Two of them were talking by themselves.
"So how do you feel now you're a vampire?"
The other cracked his shoulders grinning, "Feels great...I feel like I wanna go kill something or at the very lest hunt an animal...I'm just so eager to be out there."
"Yeah...did you hear the rumors about who's running this show?"
"Who?"
"The Major?"
"What? No way! I heard he died a hundred years ago."
"Well...he was a cyborg...it wouldn't surprise me if he was back."
"But it was reported that the Zeppelin with him inside of it exploded and he was inside..."
"ACHTUNG!"
All of the soldiers turned their attention to one Nazi SS soldier, a blond haired blue eyes commander with a black over coat and a Death's Head hat with the Nazi insignia on his arm.
"Welcome my friends...now some of you are new to our organization...and some of you have been here before the War in London. Now I present you the organizer of this reunion...The Major."
He lifted a remote and pressed the on button to reveal a giant flat screen which came out from the ceiling and when it turned on all anybody could see was a shadowy figure with shining glasses reflecting half of his face...but no doubt about it, it was the smiling grin of the major. He was mostly covered in shadow but half of him was visible in the light.
A long silence took place between them as if they were wondering if what they were seeing was real.
"Sieg Heil my faithful followers."
The soldiers began to clap and cheer , for the first time in a 100 years the mastermind behind it all has returned.
"Thank you for your enthusiasm my soldiers...and thank you Herr Christopher for pulling the strings to say.
The SS general did a Nazi salute, "I'm gracious to receive this praise...I tried as hard as I could."
The Major nodded and then spoke, "If you must wonder where I have been I have been working on a new plan to kill Alucard...I was highly disappointed to learn that my efforts to thwart him are in vain and Alucard now has the power of Schrodinger...however...I have constructed an all new plan you see...to topple The Vatican, Hellsing, and Great Britain. Soon we shall be victorious once again...but for now...we must remain secretive...after all Christopher has done the first step by killing Penwood...now we shall move forward with our next step...we shall create tensions between Iscariot and Hellsing...we shall distract them from the real threat coming to kill them. But for now my soldiers of the new Century...you shall all be the instrument of my plan...be glad...be happy that you shall lead the onslaught against Hellsing! But for now I must go...Christopher...send the vampires outside of England to come quickly so that might attack Iscariot and Hellsing...stir the pot of fire...and awaken the Dragon below the Hellsing house...