I do not own the Hellsing series in any form. This is a work of fanfiction.

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Chapter 7: besieged

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A special character from another writer is used in this chapter with permission.

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Nightfall came and Integra was the first of the ladies to awaken. She dressed for the night and sat on the edge of the bed beside Seras. She put her hand on Seras' shoulder, making her mumble, partially asleep still. "Mmmh, five more minutes..."

"You showed me the stars last night and you say that you are the one who needs sleep?" Integra asked jokingly.

Seras snapped to and woke up, sitting up to get a kiss. "My apologies. I did sleep quite well."

"It's no trouble. Hurry up and get dressed. It's time to work."

Seras followed suit and dressed for the night. She dressed in her Hellsing uniform and walked with Integra back to her office. Integra looked over her papers, analyzing reports, filling out checks for things such as operating expenses, including maintenance and fuel. Among the papers Integra was looking over was a notice to be present at a conference of the round table. "Will you be needing an escort?" Seras asked, concerned for her safety.

"I'll let the SAS and Wild Geese do that. We ARE paying the Wild Geese well enough that they should not mind escorting me. Besides, I have something else I'd like to take care of involving you and the Hellsing organisation."

"What might that be?"

Integra stopped to take a sip of her tea. "Right now, I'm not immortal like yourself. You can potentially be killed yes, but agewise, you'll never die. My body isn't as... durable as yours, for lack of better term. It would be far easier to mortally wound me than it would be for yourself."

"I don't think I like where this is going." Seras said, a look of concern about her.

"What I'm getting at is that maybe I should have my thoughts with a successor. Should I be gravely wounded and I'm too far gone to be turned by you, I'd like for you to take my place at the head of the Hellsing organisation."

Seras was stunned at Integra's request. "Sir, I'm ill prepared for heading an organisation such as this."

"I'll be teaching you what you need to know. Really, a significant portion of things are automatic or need no supervision."

Integra looked stunned at one document that was on her desk. "Integra, what seems to be the trouble?"

"It would appear that we've a serious problem. Millennium has taken the HMS Eagle. They've already given her their colors." Integra answered, showing a satellite picture of the Eagle with a large swastika painted on the deck. "They've got advanced radar and other detection systems on board, so we can't send a typical aircraft. The American government has already pledged their support. The only craft that could get close enough is an old one that's long since been retired, but they have one in working condition."

Once again, Alucard started feeling left out of the equation and stepped out of the shadows to voice his concerns. "What of my service? Does that mean nothing to you?"

"Your service is duly noted. However, Miss Victoria here is still much closer to her human side."

Alucard took a step toward Seras. "She even says so herself that she's not well enough prepared for this."

Seras looked back and forth between the two. "Umm, I don't even know what to do in this situation."

"I assure you, you'll be prepared before that day." Integra told her, returning to her paperwork. "Is there anything else, Alucard?"

Alucard remained still in place, silently enraged that a person he turned was being given potential command of the organisation he had served for so long. He lunged at Seras, who had almost no time to react. He started drawing the Jackal, but Integra was fast enough to stop him. She put a Smith & Wesson model 10 HB to his temple. "That's enough. I understand your concerns, but your behavior is unacceptable."

"I am HER master. I order her." Alucard said through gritted teeth.

"Correct, and I am YOUR master. I order you. Now, I believe you are aware of what silver does to vampires. Either you leave her be, or you may be finding out through hands on experience what these .38 sized chunks of silver will do at this range. If you'd like for this little incident to be excused, you are to leave at once for RAF Lakenheath where you can board the plane to get you to the Eagle. You will then retake or destroy the vessel. That's an order from Her Royal Highness herself."

Knowing he was outmatched and sworn to follow her orders, Alucard backed down and holstered his pistol. He then crept back into the shadows as quickly as he had appeared. "Umm, Sir? I'm not sure if I can handle anything like that again." Seras said with a tremble in her voice.

Integra stood up while holstering her pistol. She hugged Seras and gave her a kiss. "Understandable. Just remember, as long as I am here, he won't do anything outrageous."

"I suppose that does give me some semblance of peace. Are you off for your meeting, then?"

"Yes. I'll return and perhaps we can go out for dinner. Or breakfast, whichever the time is closer for."

After another kiss, Integra took her leave, Hellsing and Wild Geese troopers at her sides.

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The American and British forces stationed at RAF Lakenheath had just finished fueling the only plane that could reach the Eagle. It was a plane that was originally designed as a bomber, but was used for reconnaissance, due to its abnormal speed. The plane was one of the remaining SR-71 Blackbird stealth planes. Alucard appeared out of the shadows and approached the craft. "I take it that this is my ride?" He asked one of the airmen.

"Yes. We've sent a number of helicopters to try and retake the Eagle, but they get shot down when they were approaching. There were no SAM launches detected."

"It needs to be fast." Alucard said, looking the craft over.

"This aircraft was so fast, by the time it appeared on Soviet radar screens, it was already out of range. Their practice in the event of a SAM launch was to simply accelerate and outrun the missile."

Alucard stepped over to the ladder so he could board the craft and was stopped by another airman. "Beg pardon, but you'll be needing a suit."

"Perhaps you don't know me. I will not need any such devices or suits."

After the final checks had been cleared, Alucard began the startup procedure. Once both engines had been fired, he started to taxi to the runway. Once cleared by the tower, he started accelerating and took off.

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While Seras was waiting Integra's return, she sat in her office and started reading some of the books that were marked for her. She started getting a strange feeling, but passed it off as normal for being a vampire, always sensing things. What she didn't know was that Millennium had dispatched a small force to attack the Hellsing mansion, and the attack was not far from commencing. Meanwhile, Integra arrived at the designated meeting place and was escorted in to be seated with the other people of major importance to the UK.

Integra delivered a report to the others about readiness of her own forces, as well as perceived readiness of Millennium forces. The report was alarming to the others, but some details were left out just in case there was a spy listening in. Before too long, her fears were realized when the large teleconference screen came to life with the image of a teenage boy who had cat-like ears. "Hello, my friends! I have someone here who would like to have a word with you." He chirped, then vanished.

The man who was seen next was Major Montana Max of the Millennium organization. "Ah, it's so nice to see you, meine freunde. Perhaps you all will be willing to listen to reason?"

Everyone looked at Integra. "Would you be willing to practice what you preach? We don't deal kindly with Nazis."

"Such a nasty word, Nazis. Anywho, I will give you two options. Either you can surrender London to us, or you can burn when my SS troopers flood the streets."

"Hardly a deal for either of us. London will not fall, and I guarantee you will never take it."

"Such a shame. I would like to commend you for your bravery. Consider it a token of my respect before your passing."

Everyone again looked at Integra. "I sure hope you all don't think I was going to suggest we surrender. I would rather die a hundred times than let London fall to those foul creatures."

The cat-eared boy appeared in the meeting room, out of thin air. "Careful what you wish for."

"And you are?"

"Schrodinger, in personal service to The Major."

"So, you're working with Millennium?"

"Ja, fraulein."

Integra drew her S&W pistol and fired a silver bullet into his head at point blank range. "Not anymore."

Everyone in the meeting room was escorted to a bunker for protection. Integra stayed behind, as she believed she needed to be present for things at the mansion.

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Seras kept getting the feeling that something was wrong, and images of Integra being attacked kept popping into her head. She picked up the phone and called Integra's satellite phone. "Yes, Seras?"

"Sir, I'm quite concerned about you. I keep seeing you being attacked in my mind. I'd like to come and help you make it out."

"I appreciate your concern, but I'm surrounded by SAS Royal guards, Hellsing and Wild Geese. And while they may not think I can see them, I'm also being watched by people who appear to be US Navy SEALS. A mosquito can't get close to me right now."

Seras felt a small relief knowing Integra was surrounded by such strong security. "Okay then, please make it back."

"I plan to. By the way, there has been a spotting of a Millennium attack headed for the mansion. Be ready for them, they seem to be following a rather powerful person."

The two said their goodbyes and went about their business. Seras ran to find Pip to inform him of the imminent attack. She ran in the armory and found him and his troops getting ready. "I take it you know what's about to happen?" She asked, relieved that they were preparing.

"Of course, darling. We're professionals. I dare those Nazi sons of bitches to try and take the place with the lot of us holding the line."

When everyone was ready, they took up positions in the mansion to wait for the attack. Pip looked at the anti aircraft radar and saw a Zeppelin coming in. "They can't seriously be trying to invade with something like that." He scoffed.

"That does seem rather foolish, unless it's a diversion." Seras pondered.

"Tell you what. If youy would, please head to the roof. We've got some old Soviet surplus triple-A up there with a mix of frangible and incendiary rounds."

"Don't those things require a crew of six?"

"I think you'll be fine."

"What about potential invasion by land?"

"I can only hope they'll blindly run in without a minesweeper."

Seras was pleasantly surprised with their forethought. "I'm assuming there's something to keep them from regenerating."

"Of course. The bouncing Betties have a coating of silver on the ball bearings, the claymores have blessed copper coating on their shot and the pieplate mines have water pouches in them which are filled with holy water. If it doesn't kill them, it will certainly slow them down."

Sated with the preparation, Seras went to the roof to use the anti aircraft gun. The target was still about 2km away, but she had no trouble seeing it. She aimed up and started to open fire on the zeppelin. The rounds that struck did incredible damage. The frangible rounds tore open large holes where the incendiary rounds began to ignite the gas and the rest of the zeppelin. Not long after the airship crashed, unmarked buses and trucks started appearing. Seras started to aim down at them, but they started hitting the mines before she could fire. She stepped out of the emplacement and she could hear something launching in the distance. After a few seconds, missiles appeared in the sky, headed for the mansion. "Nice shooting." Pip said calmly.

"What about those missiles? They're headed this way!" Seras said, worried.

"Not a problem. Just wait."

An alarm started sounding and Iron Dome anti missile batteries started aiming up, then firing at the missiles. The Iron Dome missiles collided with the incoming missiles and detonated, destroying the incoming shots before they could even get close. "Oh, okay. That's a relief." Seras sighed, looking closer at the batteries, seeing the Israeli flag stamped on them. "These are from Israel?"

"Yes. We got these for free. All we had to do was tell them that if we fall, they're next."

A large explosion rocked the side of the mansion, prompting them to run inside before the shutters closed. Seras moved along with Pip and a handful of Wild Geese to confront the attackers. The abnormally heavy shutters started closing, but the ones in the area of the breach were jammed from the explosion. The fire sprinklers were damaged and couldn't put out the flames, but the fire started dying rather fast. The smoke cleared and before Seras and Pip appeared Zorin Blitz, along with a company sized force of Millennium SS troopers. "I believe you are responsible for bringing down my airship. I'll paint this mansion with your blood."

One of the Wild Geese ran up to Seras and handed her the 30mm rifle and a bandoleer with a mix of rounds in it. Seras loaded one of the splinter rounds and aimed at Zorin. Just before she fired, her vision started to blur for a split second. The gun fired and just barely nicked Zorin on her face, which was still enough for the round to break open and hit several of the SS troopers behind her. "What? I had you." Seras grumbled, loading a depleted uranium round.

"My my, that was hopeless. What do you think you'll accomplish by using such an unwieldly weapon indoors?" Zorin chuckled as the tattoos on her face and arm changed while sliding off her body.

Seras fired, the round again missing Zorin. It went past her and still cut through some of the SS troopers. Pip raised his rifle and fired, several of the rounds hitting Zorin in the chest with little effect aside from lightly staggering her. "That tickled! Do it again! Or maybe..." Zorin trailed off before vanishing.

When she reappeared, she was moving fast enough that even Seras could barely register her movements. Zorin sliced at her and cut the rifle as well as her left arm at the shoulder with her scythe. Seras fell down, bleeding profusely at the shoulder. Pip opened fire again, with little effect. Zorin slashed at him, cutting his rifle as well as cutting open his right side, mortally wounding him. "I can't say you haven't earned your pay, mercenary. Too bad you can't take it with you."

Seras kept trying to get up, but she couldn't find the strength. "You pathetic witch. You're trying to move, aren't you?" Zorin smiled as she put her boot on Seras' face and started applying pressure. "My illusions are powerful enough that they can manifest physically. If I were against Alucard, I may worry. But not you."

Pip drew an M1911 pistol and emptied the magazine into Zorin's side and neck, which only knocked her back for a moment. Pip dragged himself over to Seras while Zorin was busy digging the bullets out of herself. "Hey, darling. Seems like I won't survive. Perhaps I can have a final kiss?"

Seras was weak but managed to pull herself over to Pip. "I... I'm with..." She said weakly, before being interrupted by Pip kissing her anyway.

Seras could taste the blood in his mouth and started drinking. Pip slowly faded from consciousness while Seras continued drinking. Zorin had just finished digging the last bullet from herself, the wounds healing fast. "A touching final moment. I hope you're ready for what comes next."

Zorin ordered the troopers to move forward, but they stopped shortly before they reached everyone else. "What the hell is your problem? Kill her!"

The SS troopers started looking worried, which was uncharacteristic of them. Seras slowly began to stand up. The bleeding had stopped and only a gnarly, shadowy substance was coming from her arm now. Seras stared blankly at Zorin, who looked back at the troopers, who looked to almost be paralyzed with fear. A few of them started to retreat. "What is wrong with you? You're the famed SS soldiers who darted through minefields and machine gun fire without breaking a sweat! CHARGE! Kill her NOW!"

"You... You would come into my home... and you're surprised how I fight back?" Seras spat out with a slight rasp in her voice.

Zorin looked at her then at the troopers, who were backing up. "What are you doing? These men are not yours to command!"

"Perhaps they fear the sword at their throats more than the whip at their backs."

The illusions Zorin had been casting started to break down and her control was weakening. Seras, having drank fresh blood and started to awaken her true vampiric power, was able to counter the illusions and release an illusion of her own that was so inhuman, not even the most daring of Zorin's SS soldiers would stay. Zorin swung to punch Seras, but her writhing mass of a left arm caught her and started breaking her arm. Zorin shouted in pain, unable to free herself from Seras' grasp. Seras grabbed her by the head and slammed her head into the wall, breaking bone upon impact. In a fit of sheer rage, she pressed Zorin's head into the wall as she started running down the hall. After running for awhile, Seras dropped Zorin's twitching remains to the floor. Shortly after, her body was engulfed in a blue flame as she started to dissolve.

Seras walked back to Pip's now lifeless body. She crouched next to him and took his hand. "I suppose I should thank you. Without your sacrifice, I probably would have lost that fight."

Pip appeared in her mind. "The enemy was defeated and you're alive still. That's a victory."

"How are you talking right now?"

"My blood. You've absorbed my spirit. You know everything I did, and I guess you'll be carrying on my fighting spirit."

Seras shed a tear as he slowly vanished into the cloud. "Right. There's still a mission. I should be getting ready."

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Aboard the captured HMS Eagle, Millennium First Lieutenant Rip Van Winkle perked up, looking to the sky. "What craft is that? No normal plane could be that fast." She said, sensing Alucard's approach.

Alucard sat silently in the cockpit of the Blackbird, steadily moving along at Mach 3. He began his final approach, which involved him diving straight down to the deck of the Eagle. He felt confident in himself, knowing the outcome before even arriving. The anti aircraft guns aimed up to where Alucard would begin descending. When Alucard started diving, the guns opened fire, taking small pieces of the plane off. Unbeknownst to Winkle, Alucard had released his Control Art Restriction to level one, keeping the plane intact enough to continue on its crash course. Fearing for her life, Winkle aimed her musket up at the rapidly dropping craft. "Tinker tailor soldier sailor, my bullet punishes all without distinction!" She said as she fired one of her magical bullets.

Even as the magical bullet perforated the Blackbird, Alucard remained in control and slammed the plane into the deck at full throttle, ripping a gigantic hole in the deck as it hit. Many of the remaining crew that was under Winkle's control perished from the incredible force of the impact. As the burning jet fuel spread around the deck, Winkle noticed that her retreat was cut off. She worriedly started looking around for Alucard, feeling him nearby but not seeing him. She looked forward, seeing what she thought was his silhouette in the flames. Right after that, gunfire was heard and the rest of the crew started dropping dead. Finally, Alucard stepped out of the fire towards her. "No, you can't be here!" She said, panicking at the mere sight of him.

"I am here and I am not. Both of those possibilities should be equally terrifying." Alucard said with a slight grin.

Winkle thought back to The Major asking her what she would really do when confronted with the possibility of dying. Gathering the courage, she aimed her musket at Alucard and fired. The bullet ripped through his body effortlessly, until he caught it in his teeth, shattering it. "Th... That's not possible. That bullet was silver!"

Winkle again froze with fear, unable to move after seeing Alucard surviving what would have killed another vampire. "Too bad for you, I suppose. It doesn't seem to have worked."

Alucard took the musket from her hands, turned it around and stabbed through her body, just to the left of her heart, pinning her to the deck. "What kind of monster are you? Just kill me already!"

Alucard looked up and saw a helicopter approaching. Much to the relief of those on board, the impact of the Blackbird disabled the anti aircraft guns. "I'll leave you here to your fate. However, I may need you later."

He pulled her body up and bit her neck, only drinking a small amount of her blood, not near enough to kill her. The helicopter hovered over Alucard's position and dropped a ladder for him to board with. Once he was in, the helicopter started to fly away. He saw Seras on board, with the Davey Crockett. "Once we're at a safe distance, finish them off."

Following the orders of her master, Seras loaded one of the 6kt warheads onto the launcher and stood in position, ready to fire. She was able to control the mass coming from her shoulder well enough to make it take the shape of her arm, with enough physical power to match her other arm. Using both, she aimed at the Eagle and waited for Alucard's signal. When he pointed, she put her thumb on the launch button. "Remember the Alamo."

She pressed the button and the warhead shot off, heading right for the Eagle. With the last of her consciousness starting to fade, Winkle looked at the streamer going across the sky, headed for her. "Maybe this... is what I deserve." She whispered, seeing the warhead, almost in slow motion, just before it detonated.

A light brighter than the sun lit off from the Eagle. Even with the distance they were at, they could all feel the thermal pulse from the blast. A deafening report came from the ship as the warhead also detonated the magazine, the Davey Crockett warhead having enough force to break the hull in two. Seras put the launcher back in its case and took a seat. "I'm assuming you know what's happening in London right now." Seras said to Alucard.

"Millennium forces are attacking, Iscariot is trying to hold the line, that drunken American Lycan hunter is in the mix as well as some guy people are describing as a raccoon with a submachine gun is helping to hold them back. Sound about right?"

Not surprised that Alucard could read her thoughts, she nodded a yes. "I believe they're calling him blade."

"It would appear that Walter has been captured as well. I think we should render assistance."

"Of course. What should I do with the other warheads?" Seras inquired, pointing to the cases.

"You'll know when to use them. Pilot, take us to London. We have a war to win."

"God save the Queen."Seras whispered.