Hell Fantasy

I don't own anything other than the idea. Thank you all for the reviews. Hellsing arrives in this chapter and from now on. Rating changed due to content. Also, I don't know how they cross worlds, but they just do so don't ask. Enjoy.

Chapter 3

Hojo had quite a turn out for his show. Aside from him and his assistant, Rufus was there, along with his little gang, and many other business men and women.

I watched them all come in and take their sits or talk to one another. I hated high class people. Most got their entertainment in the lowest of places. Hojo got an auctioneer going and asked for everyone to start placing bids for the fights and for me. Great now I get sold like an animal to the highest bidder.

With the fight about to began, Hojo had me put into a big arena. I was thinking over my plans when one man in the crowd caught my eyes. He looked to be mid-thirties to me, give or take a couple years. He was with other, much older man and two younger ladies. Orange sunglasses, red duster, hat, tie and a black three piece suit with knee high black boots.

'He reminds me of myself years ago.' I thought. Then I wondered what made me think about it.

The older man escorted them to four empty seats and allowed them all to be seated before taking his own. The younger of the ladies sat closes to the middle of the row; she seems to be very nervous about being around a large group of people and couldn't sit still for a second. The man in red sat beside her, looking very calm, almost like he was bored. He sat in a slouch with his arms crossed over his chest and his legs crossed at the knees. The older lady was beside him, talking on a cell phone and the older man sat at the end of the row just waiting for the fights to start. I didn't know why the group or this man in red caught my interest, but I didn't get very long to think about it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please take your seats and we'll start the fun." Hojo announced over the microphone. "Tonight there will be five fights. First fight will be a three member pack of Nibel wolves. Second fight will be a five member pack of them. Third fight is a three member pack of Bandersnatches, remember folks that they are a smaller wolf than the Nibels but they are twice as strong. Fourth fight will be a Dragon. And last, tonight's finale will be a Behemoth. Now without delay let the fights began."

He pressed a button to open a door on the far side of the arena and the crowd roared as the three Nibel wolves came out and at me.

'Hojo has lost his fucking mind.' I thought, starting to inch my way away from the wolves, but it wasn't long before they had me trapped.

They circled me slowly, I guess, trying to find out a weak point in me. I keep the front two in sight, but had a harder time keeping track of the one that got behind me. I let out a small growl, for some crazy reason, hoping that it would scare them off some. The front two backed down.

'That worked?' I thought as the two growled back, but keep their distance. I gave a small chuckle. Maybe I could, by some chance, win this fight. Then the last wolf attacked.

He jumped up onto my back with enough force to drive me to my knees and sunk his teeth into my shoulder at the base of my neck. The pain that shot through me was immeasurable. Then the other two charged forward. One grabbing onto my neck in an attempt to cut off my air, the other grabbed onto my wrist as I brought my fist back to swing at them. My breathing got more labored and I blacked out.

'Am I dead yet?' I wondered seeing a bright light and hearing aloud roar of people. But when my eyes regained focus, I found I was still alive, standing tall in the middle of the arena, and all the beasts Hojo had me fight were in pieces. I looked around horrified at the sight. Most of the beasts were ripped in half, their organs and blood hanging out, and those who still had eyes and faces had a look of pure terror on them. I began to tremble in fear and terror myself. Had I really killed all these beasts? How? I couldn't remember. I brought my trembling hands up in front of my face. They were covered in blood.

'Oh my…' I thought, starting to feel suffocated. I looked down and noticed that not only were my hands covered in blood, but my entire body was. My boots were gone, my pants hung ragged from the thigh down, and my shirt was no where to be seen. I took a deep breath to try to calm down. Letting it out, I felt something wet slide from my mouth and down my chin.

"Oh, please no." I whispered, wiping my mouth. Only to have my fear come true. I had blood around and in my mouth too.

"Now, for anyone who missed the action, here are the highlights." Hojo said over the microphone and giving me a smug look. Everyone turned their attention to a big screen as Hojo replayed the highlights. I remembered the wolves grabbing me as that picture came across the screen, and then I got to see what I had become. An enormous werewolf-like beast, pitch black fur, razor sharp claws, and glowing blood red eyes that promised death to anything that challenged it. I turned my eyes away from the screen, unable to watch anything more. But for some reason I looked back up at the man in the red coat. He looked highly amused by what he saw. His eyes were almost glowing from behind the orange lens. Turning to the older woman, he whispered something into her ear, then rose from his seat and made his way down to the arena. Some official tried to stop him, but he just pushed them out of his way.

"Well." Hojo said. "I guess we get an encore."

The crowd went wild. I glanced up to look back at the group he was with. They didn't even look concerned for his safety. In fact, the older lady was smiling, as was the other man. I turn my attention back to him.

"I don't want to fight you." I told him.

"You don't have a choice." He replied.

As he came closer, I backed up a little and growled. Something inside me told me that this man wouldn't think twice about killing me. I may have wanted to die, but this new beast Hojo had put in me refused to go down without a fight.

He smiled. It seemed to amuse him that I would fight back. Reaching into his coat, he pulled out a large black pistol. I just stood there, mesmerized by it. I had always been a gun fancier an expert, but this weapon took my breath away. It was the most beautiful piece of art and deadliness I had ever seen. The stock that held the magazine wasn't too large, suggesting that the gun only had six to eight rounds in it. But then again, I had no idea just how many magazines he had on him. I then remembered that I was in a fight.

My inner beast threatened to break loose when he came even closer. It eyed him and growled. This action caused his grin to widen. That confused the hell out of me. Did he have a death wish or just stupid? Anyway he let me attack first, so I put one of my now clawed hands through his chest, hitting one of his lungs. He fell to the ground and lay still. I shook my head at the wasted life. I really hadn't wanted to kill him.

As I turned to walk away I heard a deep laugh, but before I could turn to see a bullet flew through my right shoulder. Grabbing my bleeding shoulder, I turned to find the man back on his feet. He grinned at me and flashed what looked like fangs. The beast trying to take over my body flashed its own fangs and mindlessly lunged at him. He simply caught me in the air and threw me back on the ground. Hard. By the time I tried to get up, he was beside me and the gun's butt hit me in the back of the head. I hit the ground at an angle, so I landed on my back barely aware of anything. He looked back over to the group and nodded about something. I glanced back in time to see the older lady nod back.

Hojo was still taking bids and was up to ten million. As he was closing the final bid the lady stood up.

"Twenty million." She said.

"Sold!" he said, closing the bid and rubbing his greed hands together.

'Great.' I thought, 'Who knows what these people will do to me.'

It was the last thing that went through my mind as the man in red picked me up as if I were a child and left the arena to rejoin his group. After that we left the building, and I passed out. Hopefully I'll wake up in a better place.

This turned a lot darker as I was typing it up. Oh well. Please R&R. And don't kill me.

Please.