Walter began to shake uncontrollably, his eyes growing wider and wider with silent pain. Suddenly the disturbing silence was broken by a tortured cry.

"GAAAHHK!" Walter screamed finally as he fell to the ground. Wolf turned to see Integra.

She was looking rather pale to see her long time butler and friend die before her eyes. He finally spoke after a long pause. " I'm truly sorry Miss Hellsing, he must have been a good man."

"Yes he was... But who may I ask are you?" she replied coldly, noticeably upset.

"Ah, I am sorry for my lack of introduction, I seem to be at fault with that lately." He smirked slightly, "My name is Wolf Nonak."

" Yes, I see that, but why on earth are you here?"

"I met your Vampire, heard her story, and decided to help."

Seras walked up near Wolf.

"I see." She paused for a moment, as if considering something. "Seras?" The Draculina snapped to attention. " Yes sir?"

"What is your account of this man?" She inquired.

"Well, it's pretty much exactly what he said, sir. He came to the mansion, where I was defending against the assault, and he offered to come to downtown London, so here we are." Seras replied.

"Hmm..." Integra was considering something. "Wolf, I have a proposition for you."

"Oh?"

"Yes, you have already proved your worth, so I am extending an invitation for you to join us in the Hellsing organization." Integra smirked and looked at Seras , who seemed to be pleased with her decision. "As you can see, miss Victoria agrees with me."

Seras blushed a little bit.

"Of course, I accept." He said with a grin from cheek to cheek.

"Very good. Your first informal orders are to try to take down that aircraft." She pointed to the Graf Zeppelin floating in the sky above them.

"Yes sir!" He saluted to her.

"Officer Victoria, you are to accompany him."

"Yessir!" She saluted.

"Now go!" she pointed to the blimp and they were both off.

After a moment Integra turned to Alucard's bloody remains.

"This ought to prove interesting, eh?"

"Yes, master. But after this is over, I'll have to speak with our new blade."

"Oh?"

"Yes. He still has something of mine."