Well...onto Chapter Four...I hope you enjoy it...it's been hard to write for all these characters and accurately get their personalities and how they'd react in a give situation along with their general mood. I hope I've done at least okay with that...
In this chapter I'll introduce some more characters and intensify the drama and action as much as possible without driving myself utterly insane....ehhehe...too late...(Hint: Amon's power...well, maybe not in this chapter, but his witch powers will be revealed in the later ones…)
I've been struggling with how to further entangle Inuyasha, Samurai Deeper Kyo, and Wolf's Rain with this fic...but knowing my chaotic randomness, I'll figure something out...
And AAAAAAAAH! I keep on spelling the Sub-Commander's name wrong! Fuyutsuki, not Fuyutkitsu!
Bon'appetit.
Disclaimer: I don't own Evangelion or its characters. Gainax does, and they rock. Who else could create both Evangelion and FLCL?!
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Security Gate 4
Robin Sena grunted and struggled to pull herself up from her laying position as her eyes blurred with pain. She could smell a familiar scent, the scent of burning, and the fragrance of ash. She struggled to pull herself to at least a sitting position when a firm hand grasped under her armpit and slowly but surely pulled her upright.
Amon stood looking at her, a glint of concern in his otherwise cold ebony eyes.
He shook her back into cognizance, just in time for her to see something that chilled her to her bone.
Haruto Sakaki was slumped on the wall parallel to the entrance, his head slumped over and a large gaping hole in it, where his skull had been shattered and his brain and head grinded into mulch. It was obviously a wound caused by a high caliber weapon. Robin's mind went back to the witch in red, who had had large handguns capable of such damage.
Amon shook his head in anger as if reading her thoughts from her countenance and then shut his eyes. He growled and then finally spoke.
"All witches must die"
Miho Karasuma shook the dust from her body and slowly brought herself up, steadying her shivering body against what was left of the guard rail. Her eyes found Amon and Robin, and then finally something else.
"Oh God! Sakaki!"
She stumbled towards him and then fell to her knees, after tripping over some debris.
Amon offered his hand to her and then nodded his head towards the dead rookie.
"Forget him, he's been dead for some time, the instant that explosion occurred in fact, the witch probably got him in the head and escaped"
Miho dropped her head sadly and then gripped his hand, pulling herself up and then staring at what had tripped her.
It was a chunk of concrete, on it was a severed human foot with a steel bayonet piercing through it. She recognized this as part of the bodies that had been crucified up on the wall parallel to the guard rail, which no longer existed.
She gingerly reached her hand out to the bayonet and gripped it, as Amon watched on with the regular emotionless and serious look on his face.
He stood there; staring at the tall figure dressed all in red, and smirked.
"Hmm, Ah suppose ya are Alucard, Hellsing's Trashman. Wae a pleasure ta meet ya...And with the Lord's might ah shall send ya ta Hell, where ye belong"
The tall figure smirked and then drew his huge white handgun.
"And you are Iscariot's lapdog, Paladin Anderson, I assume"
With that, he hurled a pair of blades at the red figure, who swiftly pulled back and pointed his gun directly at...
He sat there, staring at the tall figure dressed all in red, and growled.
Quickly pulling out a small handgun, he pointed it to his own head and pulled the trigger...
Miho stumbled back, almost falling over into the debris once more, the visions flooding into her mind. So this was the Iscariot Agency, piety mixed with violence, religious fervor with a dash of blood thirst.
Suddenly out of the corner of his eye, Amon saw something. The blonde woman who had been with the witch! She was still living and had apparently ducked into the facility, either afraid of getting ganged up against or searching for her crimson clothed companion.
Quickly gesturing to Robin, who nodded in affirmation, and making sure Miho was well enough to move, they dashed into the NERV facility, in search for answers, revenge, and most of important of all, witches.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Control Room
Gendo Ikari stared at the live video feed of Sector Six, no expression visible on his face, although there was certainly an emotion growing within him.
On the screen the man in the gray coat charged in towards the division of NERV security soldiers, taking their bullets but still charging and then finally releasing a volley of bayonets that pierced through their soft flesh and cracked through their bones.
Just then the door to the Control Room opened up slightly and in stumbled Misato and Asuka, with the Commander's limp son precariously supported on their shoulders.
"Ritsuko! It's Shinji! He needs help!"
The blonde doctor quickly dashed towards the Third Child, as Asuka, Rei,
Misato and random technicians hovered over him with faces twisted with worry. His father simply continued to stare at the video feed, as if his son was already dead. Misato glanced at Gendo from the corner of her eye, not daring to stare.
"I don't think a bastard like that would send those troops to help us..."
Asuka weakly nodded in affirmation.
Meanwhile Fuyutsuki leaned in towards the Commander, whispering in his ear.
"He seems invincible. Bullets are completely ineffective. What sort of man or beast is he? And whose tool?"
Gendo continued to stare ahead, and then spoke in a cold voice.
"Most probably the old men"
"Speaking of that matter, he has come into the base. Apparently someone pursued him in here.
"Indeed...let him run as always in naivety. Perhaps our problems will solve themselves"
Asuka stared at the Third Child as his blue eyes opened, closed, began to dilate, and then shut themselves tightly behind their lids. Shinji shivered and moaned as Ritsuko frantically struggled to stop the blood pouring out of his wound.
The doctor turned to Maya.
"I need some help here; get me the med kit in my office!"
"Sempai!"
Maya nodded and then dashed towards Ritsuko's office.
Asuka continued to stare at the boy in pain, almost as if she was in a distant plane.
"That idiot...why would he give up all this just to save me?"
Gendo Ikari stared at the new video feeds streaming across the various screens in the control room.
In one, the familiar scoundrel Kaji was sprinting and dodging the bullets of an unknown man. In another the man in the gray coat was slicing a NERV guard in half. And in yet another, a tall man in a long red coat was strolling through Sector Five with a female companion.
Gendo growled ominously, too low for anyone to hear.
There were many intruders, and a single solution. Damn the losses! Damn the innocents!
"The ends justify the means", whispered Gendo as he stood and spoke in a firm and loud voice, surprising everyone around him except the Sub-Commander.
"Release the bakelite in Sectors 1-6!"
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Five
Alucard strolled through the long, dark hall. All around were signs of Anderson. Latin scrolls strewn across the floor. Guards crucified on the wall with bayonets. Limbs and other unmentionable body parts sliced off. He could all but smell the stink of that mongrel.
He suddenly felt a voice behind him, frantic and straining.
"Master!"
Alucard smirked and spun around as Seras rushed towards him.
"Ah, police girl, glad you survived that blast...there was someone meddling in our matters, but...no matter"
Seras nodded and pulled out her rifle cannon.
"Should we continue on?"
Alucard's left hand stretched out in front of Seras and he growled.
"No!"
"What?!"
"You continue on this way!"
"Wait? Where are you going? Don't tell me you're leaving"
Alucard growled out a response, more to himself than his companion.
"I've found him"
With that he quickly dashed through a wall, passing through it like a ghost and then continuing through wall after wall.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Six
Father Alexander Anderson smirked as he twisted the cold bayonet in the soldier's insides, quickly making the sign of the cross with his other hand; he slashed the bayonet out the man's side with a quick flourish, sending intestines and other unmentionables spilling to the ground. "Go with God"
Suddenly Anderson dropped the bloodied bayonet and kicked the mangled corpse away, slightly cocking his head to the side without fully turning around.
"Ah, Hellsing's trash man, the killer joker. I'd recognize your chi anywhere...vampire"
The figure in crimson behind Anderson simply chuckled and drew his large black handgun.
"Same with you Judas Priest! You smell like a mongrel, mainly because you are one! You're not fully human and not pure freak! Just a beast of Iscariot.
Anderson glared at Alucard, seething with rage at his arch-nemisis.
"Foul monster!"
"I get that a lot...But what does that make you? A man, a dog, or a monster?"
Anderson stuck his hands into his coats, grasping the many bayonets inside, and at the same time growling with rage at the vampire.
"A dog like you cannot ever kill me because you're neither man nor monster. Only a man can kill a monster"
Alucard let out a boisterous laugh, which seared through the priest's body.
Anderson grinned maliciously and finally spun around to face Alucard, at the same time tossing two bayonets at his opponent.
The vampire ducked under them and swiftly fired a shot from his Jackal at Anderson's head, which the priest blocked quickly with one of his blessed bayonets.
"This ends today vampire"
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Security Gate 4
Commander Amarao strolled towards the destroyed ground along with the group of agents and his assistant, Kitsurubami. They eyed the crucified NERV troops, the pieces of debris and flesh dislodged by Kitsurubami's rocket, and the single boy with a large bullet wound in his skull, slumped against a piece of what used to be the guard rail.
Kitsurubami stared at the scene nervously, wondering at the carnage that had occurred here.
"Are you sure we have the jurisdiction to enter the NERV base, Commander? It is a sovereign area, not part of our patrol ground"
Amarao flinched and toppled over, surprised by his assistant speaking as he had been staring, bug-eyed at all the bodies around him.
"Wha? Oh...Yeah, okay...", spoke the Commander, gingerly pulling himself up and strolling towards the entrance. He gingerly stepped over Haruto's corpse, which promptly slumped over.
The Commander quickly walked into the entrance, leaving all this carnage behind as the agents and the woman followed him, ready for whatever would come.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Six
Alucard smiled, rushing towards Anderson and slamming the barrel of Jackal into the priest's head. Right as he fired, Anderson slammed a bayonet into the vampire's chin, clamping his jaw together in a freakish grin and protruding out of his skull.
They both stumbled back, Alucard simply taking the blade out of his head and tossing it in the corner. Unlike other weapons, Anderson's bayonets did indeed hurt Alucard, since they were heavily blessed and had a powerful energy aura. Yet his wounds were already disappearing.
Andersons smirked, the bullet hole in his head had already disappeared seconds before, the point-blank attack to his skull completely ineffective.
They both chuckled like school girls at the frustration they felt, two almost invincible opponents battling each other.
Anderson charged in lightning quick, just as the last laugh left his lips, slashing his bayonet like a sword towards Alucard's head.
Alucard blocked the bayonet with Jackal, and they strained against each other's strength, the handgun pushing against the bayonet.
The bayonet quickly slipped back against the pure mass of the Jackal, Alucard quickly taking the initiative on Anderson as he stumbled back and firing a single shot from the large handgun into the priest's shoulder.
A single arm fell to the floor, a white glove with the words "Jesus is in Heaven now" emblazoned on them, gray cloth covering the rest of the arm.
Anderson roared and clutched his shoulder, staring at his arm on the floor.
The priest quickly hopped backwards, dodging another shot and brought his hand in front of his face in a gesture of prayer, which would've been usually been complemented by another hand, which was now lying on the cold metal floor.
Suddenly a wave of scrolls began to fly towards Anderson and circle around him, like a holy hurricane in which he was the eye.
In one quick swoop, the Latin scrolls began to plaster themselves on Anderson's stump shoulder, and more and more of them began to join them, the papers forming the shame of a human arm sprouting from Anderson's shoulder.
Alucard growled and quickly decided to stop the regeneration, pulling out his ivory Cassul and firing a shot towards Anderson's skull while firing Jackal once more towards the same spot.
The priest however had other plans, quickly blocking the bullets with the flat of a bayonet with his non-paper arm. Meanwhile the scrolls began to flutter away, and wherever they fell away from, new flesh was exposed. As they hit the floor they disintegrated into pure gray ash.
Anderson leered at Alucard and smirked, flexing his new arm and then motioning at him with it to attack.
"Come on then...Try your luck...heathen"
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Four
Kaji quickly ducked under Spike's fist while stumbling backwards and attempting to land a kick towards the man's chest.
Spike blocked it swiftly and charged towards Kaji, grappling with him, nail to nail, tooth to tooth, they snarled and slammed their fists, their heads, their knees, and any body part they could use into each other.
They were a snarling mass of human flesh and spilt blood. It had devolved into this as Spike had chased Kaji deeper into the interior of the NERV building. Both of them had run out of ammo, out of knives, and it had come to this. Spike was at an advantage, better trained in martial arts, yet Kaji was the one struggling against a captor, he was the one with his back against the wall, and so he gained new vigor from this position.
He couldn't die yet, not until he found out the truth.
Suddenly Kaji spied something out of the corner of his eye, the one that hadn't been gouged by Spike's finger second ago. A group of Section Two agents stood over the two struggling men, and Kaji barely croaked out something to them as Spike slammed his knee into the man's crotch.
"It's Ryouji Kaji! Help me now!"
The agents slowly pulled out their nine millimeters and stared coldly and calculatedly at the two men.
"We have our orders", spoke the closest agent, a tall man with short, cropped walnut hair.
Kaji and, seconds later, Spike, stared at the agents as they aimed the pistols at the mass of human flesh and fired indiscriminately.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Six
Seras leaned against the wall, staring at the man she knew as Anderson staring down her master. It had taken sometime for her to sprint over here, especially because her master had simply passed through the walls.
The former police girl slowly looked down the scope of her rifle cannon at the priest's head. She would have to do something or they'd fight for eternity like this.
Suddenly she heard something crunch behind her, her senses heightened by the fact that she was part vampire.
Quickly spinning around, she spied the man from the gate along with the two women who had come with him. Apparently the other younger man hadn't survived.
Amon slowly pulled out his pistol, ditching the Orbo vials for real bullets. This opponent was more human than witch, it seemed, and the bullets would be the most effective solution to this current problem.
Robin and Miho slowly came up behind Amon, the psychic coldly staring at Seras and pulling out her pistol, which was still loaded with Orbo vials.
Meanwhile Robin prepared to cast whatever spells she could, although the only problem was when she used her magic her vision would blur, and she had lost her glasses in the explosion at the security gate. Yet in this confined space, she was sure her flames would strike true.
Seras stumbled backwards, dodging Amon and Miho's shots. She quickly reached for her cannon but the two attackers jumped to the side, Miho firing at Alucard's back and Amon simply pressing himself against the wall as Robin launched a massive fireball at Seras, who barely managed to duck under it, her blonde hair singing.
The Orbo vial hit Alucard's shoulder and shattered, sending a massive wave of burning pain into Alucard's body.
The vampire spun around and swiftly pointed his Jackal at Miho, firing a single shot that shattered the young woman's shoulder in seconds. The psychic fell to her knees, and then finally toppled over, far from dead, but still grievously wounded.
Suddenly the vampire heard a chuckle and a cold voice behind him.
"Never turn your back to your opponent"
Two bayonets slammed into Alucard's chest, and he spun around, trying to aim Jackal at the priest at the same time.
But a volley of bayonets stopped his movements, bayonet after bayonet flying out of Anderson's lightning quick hands and slamming into Alucard's chest and head, pinning him into the wall like the guards around him, except it had taken a lot more bayonets to pin him.
Seras rushed forward, screaming as blood seeped out of Alucard's unmoving body.
Anderson quickly slapped her across the face, pushing her to the ground under Alucard's body.
She let out a shriek as the blood dripping off the vampire's body began to move, forming letters, then words, then understandable sentences in crimson body liquid.
It read. "Drink my blood and finally ascend to the status of a nightwalker"
She hesitated and shook her head.
"N-No! I can't!"
The blood moved around once more until it finally became a new message:
"Fool woman"
But Anderson's large boot stomped on the blood, destroying the words as he stared at the incoming fireball zooming towards him, having been launched by Robin.
The priest simply smirked at this new development and put his hands together into a position of prayer once more, except unlike the last time he now had both limbs. A thick clot of scrolls began to swirl around Anderson, almost covering him from the STN-J's view.
The fireball slammed into the papers, which were now spinning around Anderson lightning quick. The flames licked out and touched every paper around Anderson, since it was a rotating storm of scrolls, and then quickly dissipated.
The priest smirked, now surrounded by a swirling mass of flaming paper.
With one gesture of his hand, a huge wave of burning scrolls barreled towards the STN-J team.
Robin swung her right hand and an opposing wave of pure flame slammed into Anderson's wave of flaming scrolls, destroying them completely. Both waves settled into nothingness, their power practically canceling each other out.
Anderson growled and then nodded to himself as Seras watched on. Quickly grabbing a mass of bayonets from his expansive gray coat, he hurled a barrage, muck like the one he had used to pin Alucard on the wall, at the STN-J team.
As the flying waves of blades hurtled towards Robin, Amon, and Miho, Anderson simply spun back to face the direction he had been moving towards before Alucard had shown up to fight, and sprinted down the hall at blinding speed.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, NERV Infirmary
Shinji Ikari writhed against the his sheets, his stumped arm fully bandaged and the bleeding halted, but the pain still seething through his nerves even with the various anesthetics Ritsuko had injected in him.
Asuka and Misato sat solemnly in the room, watching on with great emotion but not truly showing it on the outside. They were far too physically exhausted from their debacle with Anderson to do that.
Dr. Akagi slowly stood after making sure the Third Child was secure in his bed and moved towards the door.
Misato stood up hesitantly and tapped her index finger on Akagi's shoulder.
"Misato?"
"What of his hand?!"
Ritsuko looked down and hesitated, but responded as she left the room.
"It's long gone I'm afraid. Maybe we can arrange for prosthetics once this chaos has subsided"
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Sector Six
Robin focused her power and emotion into her next spell as the bayonets flew towards she, Amon, and Miho. She summoned a pure wall of flame, and focused as much heat into it as she possible could, the flame searing whatever walls it touched.
Her goal was accomplished just milliseconds before the bayonets would've hit their mark, the metal blades melting under the intense heat and simply splashing out on the ground in front of Robin as molten metal.
Amon turned around and began to move purposely towards the shivering Miho, to help her up when the wall started to shift in front of him. A small square in the wall between him and Miho opened up, and a large black tube protruded out of it.
Robin, who had been peering at Seras, who was still lying under Alucard's pinned body, spun around, surprised, as multiple tubes began to protrude out of the walls all around the hall.
Out of the tubes poured out an odd reddish brown liquid that seemed semi-solid. It quickly began flooding the hall, and was quick to dry.
Amon sprinted towards Miho, and grasped at her hand, trying to pull her out of it. But the bakelite refused to budge, and she was frozen in it, a look of horror forever printed on her face as droplets of blood from her shoulder were frozen like a mosquito in amber.
Robin shouted Amon's name and he hesitantly abandoned the psychic, sprinting as fast as possible out of the area as their boots began to stick against the rising bakelite.
Seras shouted and shook Alucard's pinned body as the bakelite rose up towards her knees.
"Master! Master! We've got to move!"
She felt the plastic on her knees and realized she would have to survive, her will to survive taking over any fear for the safety of others.
Seras Victoria used every ounce of her strength to pull herself out of the bakelite and dash across the halls as the shadows of what remained of the STN-J team disappeared around the corner.
Alucard's eyes opened just as his companion left the hall.
He had had the power to overcome Anderson's attack, it just took longer for him to regenerate from such a massive barrage. He most certainly wouldn't be killed by anything Anderson attempted, for as he had said before, 'Only a man can kill a monster'.
But he had not expected the bakelite. Even he could not escape from its sucking grasp, the plastic already rising up to his chin and already dry from his neck down. He let out a roar of frustration that was quickly stopped as he closed his mouth and then began to slow down his heartbeat.
The bakelite encasing was another thing that would not kill him like the foolish human woman who had succumbed. He was a pure vampire, it would simply put him into suspended animation. The only thing that he questioned in his mind as blackness surrounded him was when the hell someone would free him. That police girl was always gone right when you really needed her.
Tokyo 3, Japan
NERV Headquarters, Control Room
The shouts of Aoba and Hyuga roused Gendo from his intent focus on the video feed of Sector Six. He stood up and peered towards where everyone was pointing.
Strolling almost carelessly on the platform leading to the Control Room's entrance was Father Alexander Anderson, long gray trench coat in tatters, but body otherwise fine.
He smirked and slowly grasped the bayonets that were hidden in his dirty coat and gazed up at the control room windows as the technicians backed away and their startled faces were replaced by the forms of a group of Section Two agents with cold expressions on their faces and pistols drawn towards the priest.
By the way, where Anderson is in the last paragraph of this Chapter is that platform thingy close to the control room that you see in End of Evangelion, remember the one the JSDDF troops are attacking Hyuga, Maya, and Aoba from?
Yeah...so that's Chapter Four. I by the way, have most of the entire plot for this fanfic mapped out in my mind (but not typed out...that'll take much longer), and it's going to be many chapters long. (I think...)
Chapter Five is going to rock...Let's just say a little Gendo vs. Anderson action...Gendo may or may not get what's coming to him...you'll see...