bTwo Months Later/b
bHellsing Manor/b
"Is it confirmed?"
"Yes, Sir Integra. The orders were quite clear on their intent.."
"Damnit Walter. Have they lost their minds? To destroy what has been standing for a century?"
"I'm afraid they do not care anymore. Some of them believe Hellsing has become too 'old-fashioned' for this new world of theirs. Some even say they saw this coming for a while now."
"Bastards. To betray the Hellsing family is one thing...but changing the meeting to be taken place at Hartman's silvery tower? What moral and aesthetic depths have they reached with that decision?"
Walter, servant of the Hellsing family for nearly 60 years, gave a small grin at his master's infuriation at the Round Table Conference being held this year at One Canada Square in Canary Wharf. Wich was Torchwood turf. Integra stomped out her burning cigar in the ashtray, with a intensity that would lethal to humans if Integra had her hands around them, and one in special.
Yvonne Hartman. Director of Torchwood One, also known as Torchwood Tower or Torchwood London Division. A people's person in her own words, a fake blond narcissistic bitch in Integra's. The decision to have the annual Round Table Conference to be held at the Torchwood Tower, was a break of a old tradition. Usually, the conferences were held at the Tower of London or at Hellsing Manor. Typically a ancient place filled with bloody memories.
But Torchwood Tower was constructed 15 years ago, with no apparent reason why their headquarters required to be a massive skyscraper. The fact they did, along with the fact they could, irritated Integra. While the Hellsing Institute had to declare every single silver mercury round, Torchwood had a near unlimited budget. Though that was logical, as Torchwood captured and researched incredible alien technologies, while Hellsing's only concern was the 'little' domestic undead problems. And while those problems increased at certain points, the alien threat has remained everlasting high.
"Very well. We shall depart tomorrow." Integra admitting defeat was a rare occasion, but she refused to be absent from the meeting, and have Vyonne Hartman convince the other members of things that could very well call in the end for the Hellsing Institute.
"As you wish, mistress." Walter bowed down and was ready to return to duty.
"One more thing. Naturally I will have you accompany me, but two more of our staff will come along to reinforce our position."
"You are not referring to the police girl ánd Him, I hope?"
"No, of course not. Hartman would likely panic and do something foolish. Mabye even declare open war between Torchwood and Hellsing" Integra allowed herself a little smile at that thought."I will have two of our security staff come along. Any suggestions, Walter?"
"I recomend Captain Lethbridge-Stewart. He's proven quite capable in his short time with us and has even begon tutoring the new girl, the American we recruited two weeks ago during Alucard's mission to Asia."
"Yes. I recall giving him and Seras strict orders to hunt down the two Romanian Freaks, and yet he somehow ended up fighting with a local chapter of Iscariot and the Russian mob. The fact he brought a American back doesn't cheer me up. Nor redeem the fact that now there's a contract on his head and that of Seras."
"I think they are capable of handling that, lady Integra."
"That's the point. Whenever they 'handle' something like that, it ends up with a lot of dead people, and substantial property damage." Integra sighed and reached for another of her highly expensive Dutch cigars. In her line of work, lung cancer was the least she should be concerned about.
"Alright, have them report to me as soon as possible to brief them for tomorrow. Especially the American."
"I'm afraid they the mission they were supposed to complete today is still ongoing. Resistance was higher than expected. But fortunately we've sent Alucard and Seras to end it. Expect it to be over in a hour."
"Good. It was time we showed those creatures who ruled this world."
bRoundstone Woods/b
It was one of the ancestral, magic-like forests you read about children fairy tales. Undisturbed by the elements of humanity and it's advancement from a tribe who was scared from the dark to a civillisation that began to venture out into space. But it's residents had endangered humans in the past and present, taking their children and converting those into their own, without reason or logic. Before the mission began, Integra researched the value the creatures had for humanity. There was none.
Thus the decision was made by the Hellsing Institute to wipe them out. All of them.
"Keep it up men. We're almost there." Captain Lethbridge-Stewart, but called Tommy by all but his mother, led his unit into the forest of wich half was already burning. The fire did most of the work, but there were determined stragglers who needed to be taken care of.
"Jenkins, on your right upper corner." The soldier called Jenkins leveled his MP5 towards the specified target and squeezed the trigger full. Leaves and branches were torn apart, until something heavy dropped down from the tree with a screech.
Jenkins hurried over to the fallen creature, emptied the rest of his clip into it's head and than returned to formation while taking out a new one.
"Confirmed kill, Captain."
"Alright Corporal, let's move on." Tommy tapped his earpiece and radioed the other units who entered the forest.
"Wolf and Ram units, this is Heart unit. What is your situation?"
"iThis is Wolf. We have cleared our section of the woods and await second phase./i"
"iThis is Ram. Corporal Blutch was attacked by the creatures, bastards nearly choked him with their petals. He survived but is returned to the APC's for medical care. We are still expierencing heavy winds but we've dropped enough of the cunts to drop it to bearable levels. We expect to be finished in ten minutes./i"
"Good. We'll be ready in five-" A massive windblast interrupted Tommy and flung him several metres backwards. His men were similairly attacked, for the expection of Jenkins who managed to insert his new magazine and fired on the lead creature who dropped with two rounds in it's knees and a classic Mozabique drill in the chest and head.
The other creatures weren't fond of that action, and casted the most powerful wind they ever done, to punish the human for killing one of theirs. The unfortunate Jenkins was hit by such a force that he was flung through the air as a leaf on the wind. Until he impacted against the nearest tree, and his spine snapped like a twig.
"Damnit!"
This was not good. One man down, and the rest were scattered, phazed and about to be overwhelmed. Tommy tried to stand up and regain control over the situation, but one of the creatures jumped on him and with strength that betrayed it's frail arms it slapped away the MP5 and began to grasp for Tommy's mouth. iNo thanks, I've seen what happens when you let one of your kind into their mouths/i. Tommy pulled out his P226 but the creature had enough expierence to know that such a device would be bad, and with one hand grabbed that of Tommy's.
The creature was too strong for the Captain to wrestle himself free, and barely managed to keep it's fingers from opening his mouth and kill like they usually did. Doubts about joining Hellsing were beginning to arise.
"Hey, I thought I told you assholes to wait for me!"
A gunshot followed and the creature on top of Tommy found itself to be hit in the neck, the second gunshot blew apart his head. The resulting pieces of fairy blood and bits of skull landing on Tommy didn't hinder him, as he was too glad to be alive. A few gunshots more, and the fairies began to retreat, their spirit broken for the moment.
"Where the hell were you!"
Though the new 'fresh veal' had been in the unit for only a week and technically only a civillian expert because of her never being in the armed forces, her attitude was bothersome and Tommy at times felt compelled to shoot her, if she wasn't a much better shot than him.
"Hey, go to Hell man! I taking a piss and you just walked on without me."
"Than let us know you...were taking a break instead of just shout 'See ya' and vanish!"
"Uh, Captain." His men had regained their strength and were standing again, but were slowly backing away.
"What, I need to teach her some...Oh, I see."
There were thousands of them now, likely gathered from all over England, Ireland, Scotland and even Wales. If the humans got serious, than so would the fairies. Tommy, the 'civillian expert' and the remaining soldiers formed a back-to-back circle as the horde slowly began to creep towards them.
"Bugger, 100 Bugger."
"Sir...orders?"
"I think in this situation, Sergeant Benton..there's only one thing to do." Tommy tapped his earpiece."You may fire, Miss Victoria."
"iUh, Okay!/i"
"DOWN!" Tommy shouted as he grabbed the woman and Sergeant Benton by the shoulders and pushed them to the ground, with the rest of the men following his example.
Seconds later, a cannon or something ivery/i close to it was fired. Two seconds later, piercing it's way through 600 metres of burning forest, a depleted uranium silver-tipped 30mm shell wrecked it's way through a entire line of fairies, leaving holes with the diametres of car wheels.
"WHAT THE F-!"
"SHUT IT! Uh, Miss Victoria...well done, but I think you should switch to the incendiary napalm rounds. This is crowd control."
"iAh..Sorry about that, gimme one more sec./i"
The following seconds were the figurative straw that broke the camel's back, or literaly incinerated a lot of fairies. Hundreds of child-like voices screamed as they were reduced to shrieking piles of ash. The rest just fled, fearing the flames. All that remained of the fairy population in the British island, fled while swearing revenge upon humanity and destroying it once and for all.
But even those faint hopes ended when they reached the other side of the burning woods, and saw the man in red standing in the way. Tipping his red fedora, the stranger smiled, and began to make steps forward towards the fairies.
The Fairies were not all-knowing or highly telepathetic. But they could recognize beings for what they were. And that ability wich had helped them in the past to detect new Chosen Ones, was now responsible for destroying the last bits of rationality and sanity they had left. As a swarm of vengeful locusts, they descended upon the man in red with every inch of hate and rage they could muster. As they assaulted, the man reached for something in his red coat.
"Well, it seems that I'm also a creature who preyed on humans. That's something... we had in common."
The man in red smiled.
Back at the APC's, Tommy was making a headcount. They lost one man, Corporal Jenkins, and a total of six injured, two heavily. It was worser than usual, but the stakes had been higher than just a Freak on a rampage. All things considered, they had been fortunate. At the briefing, Tommy feared it would become a unwinnable war of attrition, because how could you beat creatures from fairy tales? Quite easy, afterwards considered.
The explosion in the distance made everyone jump up and reach for their weapons. Because even a vampire like Alucard would have difficulty at defeating the entire fairy folk. But as clouds of smoke covered the burning remains of Roundstone Woods, no sound followed. Tommy was considering to leave inmediatly, in case Alucard lost and the fairies were out for revenge. In masses and in enclosed areas like the woods they may be easy pickings for gunfire and plain fire, in the open their stealth would negate the advantages of ranged weapons.
But than, through the shrouds of the smoke, a figure began to appear who with every step became more visible until he was finally Alucard himself. His fedora, the coat and even the boots were untouched, and the vampire grinned as if he just had a fun time. Wich he did.
He walked past the soldiers, past the APC's and past a expectful Seras Victoria with the oversized Harkonnen cannon, who than showed dissapointment at her master ignoring her, again. Alucard kept just walking until he faded away, a dramatic effect wich hides that he just took the easy and quickest route back to Hellsing Manor.
The 'civillian expert' tugged Tommy on his shoulder, requesting for a light. As he gave her one, she nodded towards Seras Victoria and the direction to where her master dissappeard.
"They're not human, are they?"
"No, they're definately not human."
