I know...I know...I'm late as crap. All honesty, I've had half of this typed, but the rest I LITERALY just finished tonight. My sister inspired me to do that.
Also, this is really short but to make it up to you guys, I'll post another chapter before Thursday rolls along. So...here...
"A transmitter, perhaps much more. We've been finding these microchips embedded within the vampires. These chips seem to relay information regarding the creature's physical and mental state, movements, and altercations."
When explaining the chip they found in recent vampires to the other Round Table members, Sir. Integra could only imagine what her facial expression looked like when she found out. The surprised faces of these men, plus Penwood's sudden "GOOD GOD!" were all too priceless but she had to stay serious.
"These attacks are not random; there's someone creating these vampires, controlling them, moving towards some unknown purpose. And that's not all. It gets worse."
Of course it does.
"Wait. You did what?!"
Charles flinched back with surrendering hands up.
"I thought it was the smart thing to do! He said we were all after the same thing; to get rid of the wretched vampire. If we teamed up, his army allied with our cult, we would be unstoppable and you would be the one to kill him."
As great as that appeared, there was always a catch to it and Simon knew it. The talk about this Major and his supposed army were too good to be true…or legal. But this vampire had to die.
Why not?
"Ok. You may have a point. Just…don't make any more deals without me around. We may be partners but I am more skilled at these types of things."
"Sure. If you say so."
Simon rolled his eyes. "What exactly does he want us to do anyway?"
"We're supposed to have a meeting with him sometime this week. His captain will be in touch with us when the time comes."
"Sounds well planned." He admitted. It was all too well planned.
Don't say anything else…don't say anything else.
"Ahahahahhaha"
Dammit.
Luke just wanted silence during their walk but only a miracle could make that happen. From the story on the bus about a guy getting a horn attached to his head to whatever he's about to talk about now. When would it end?
"-So this dudes friend, I mean, he's like a real doctor but, like does the cosmetic shit on the side, right? So then that same crazy fuck with the horn comes back but now he wants a Plexiglas plate for his skull. And the doctor fuckin' does it. He makes a window! You can see the fucker's brain and shit. The guy's got a big monster horn and his head meat on display. The guy's a freak. I mean what the fuck!?" He laughs again. "Yea…get it?"
"Shut up!"
Jan looked at his brother confused. "Hm?"
"The stream of dribble pours from your mouth before every job. Can we just this once try for quiet, focused, and cool?"
If that happened, maybe they could get the job done faster like the time in-….we don't talk about that.
"Yea yea yea. I got it. Same old shit. I know. Fuckin' A, bro."
"Failure is not an option." When is it ever?
"Oh, please, I could pull this job in my goddamn sleep." There were also some other ways he could pull this off but they were already at the gates.
They put on the best tourist smiles they could (Jan failing at it) and walked straight up to the men guarding the gates.
"Hey, what are you two doing here? These grounds are off limits!" One of them said.
"Oh I'm so sorry." Luke started, since he looked the friendliest out of the two, we're on a sightseeing tour of famous English Estates."
"Are you saying this mansion isn't open to the public?" And we came all the way from Texas to see it.
Luke rolled his eyes, wishing his brother hadn't spoken.
"This is private property. Please leave at once."
The boys both agreed with a "Yes, sir" and an "Alright." as they turned to leave. But not before Luke gave a snap of his finger.
A guard fell to the ground after being shot in the head, leaving the last guard to wonder the hell just happened?
He looked off a ways between the boys to see a tour bus with a gun aiming from the window. Worst part? A dozen more came out, all aiming at him.
"Dude's lookin' kinda queasy.
"He could use a nap."
The boys were enjoying this. Why not play with it?
"Right then…" Jan smiled,"…Ciao." And with the snap of his finger, thousands of bullets flied towards their direction.
The guard was maimed to a pulp. Those bullets were unstoppable!
"Hold your fire! Hold your fire! I said hold your fuckin fire!" A 5 second delay but the pelting of bullets stopped.
"Dude, bro…these guys are complete fuckin idiots. Are you sure about thus shit?"
The older brother snorted. "Please. This is a test, an insignificant ordinary test. Don't forget the big picture. His plans are moving forward and we are but the smallest cogs in his great machine." Someone sounds really devoted and Jan couldn't help but laugh a little at his brother's seriousness.
"Fine, whatever. Now, let's have a little fun."
He snapped his fingers again, but this time, the door to the bus slammed down and a straight line of soldiers piled off, one by one in rows of tens. All armed with snipers, shotguns, and pistols along with shields the length of their bodies. The sight of them straightening up and at attention; Impressive for a group of undead ghouls.
"Listen up Maggots!" The youngest yelled, guns pointed to the air, "You know how the plan goes! You make the kill, you drink the spill! And if you run into Alucard or the Hellsing Biatch, don't you quit until they're dead…dead…DEAD!"
Best…speech….ever.
"How do you plan to put a stop to these manufactured things?"
Integra opened her mouth only to be cut off by the flickering of the lights.
"What? What's going on?" A random member panicked.
Sir Islands was first to speak, "Calm down! Sir Integra, what's going on?"
A high pitched sound came from the phone on the table. The intercom.
"Sir, Integra. This is control Room 1!"
"What happened? Report?"
"We're under attack! It's an unknown enemy!"
"WHAT!?" Her eyes grew wider. Can't they stay out of trouble for at least a week? 5 days at tops would have been fine as well but this was getting out of hand.
"All outside communication has been cut off! We're currently exchanging fire at the front entrance!" Please be joking.
Gunshots sounded in the background.
Shit
"Hold the line! Buy as much time as you can!"
"Yes ma'am!"
Suddenly they heard him screaming, sending chills down the round tables spines and cool sweats off their brows.
"Officer? I need details! How many!? Who are we fighting!?" It was frustrating to be blinded while they were right under the same roof.
"The enemy…oh God…thE ENEMY ARE GHOULS!"
There has never been a more fearful look on Integra's face.
Not again…not again…this cannot be happening again…
"An army…a ghoul army…" She was so pissed at this point.
Another member stood up, "First priority is our evacuation! Secure a path to the heliport!" Not a second later, an explosion shook the roof, allowing a few brittle pieces to fall.
"What happened? What was that?"
The officer on the telecom chimed in. "I'm afraid…that was the heliport, sir."
Does EVERYTHING want to go wrong today?!
"WHAT?!"
Integra stayed calm and cool in her chair, pondering on her options…one now out of the question. "This is a very well planned attack. Damn."
The phone beeped again.
"Sir. Integra, we can't hold this position for much longer. We're being overrun!—ahhh…AHHH! JESUS!"
"Officer?! Hello?!"
Suddenly a new voice came on the line that made Integra tilt her head. They cleared their throat and began, "Hello? Uh, is this thing on? Cool!" Integra was annoyed by his voice already.
"This message is going out to the round table conference, and a very personal and heartfelt shout out to the queen bitch herself, Miss Hellsing! ALL RIGHT! Your ass is currently being kicked by the Valentine brothers! My name is Jan Valentine. I can't wait to meet each and every one of you. We'll be getting intimate as soon as me and the boys finish lunch! Let me be the first to thank you for providing us with all these tasty snacks!" Oh Integra was OVER being pissed. "By tomorrow, Hellsing will be nothing but a pile of shit!" That made her break her not-even-close-to-finishing cigar in half. He was pushing her buttons hard and fast," You got nowhere left to run and nowhere to hide, 'cause now I'm coming to kill you. I wanna see you cry and beg. In the meantime, I highly recommend pissing yourself followed by a course of praying to your impotent God! But, hey, there's always time to just be a man and kill yourself! Thank You London! We love you! GOOD NIGHT!" and then he was gone
Integra had managed to bit her lip so hard to the point of blood and she never felt any pain. That's a sign of all the wrong things.
"What d'you plan to do about this, Sir Integra? He said the ghouls had taken over the estate!"
It's like she didn't just hear that but now was not the time to snap on anyone. It also wasn't the time for anyone to talk to her but…
"They're coming for us. What's worse, we have a security leak."
"Dammit Integra!"
Cause that solved so many problems.
Integra decided it was time to bring in the heavy artillery. This would go on no longer. She pressed a button on the phone, using her telecom once more.
"What's your position, Walter?"
If the telecom they heard wasn't enough to piss them off, the constant moaning of ghouls upstairs surely did the trick.
"Miss Victoria's room in the sub-basement. I've already been brought up to speed on the situation." Vampires and their senses…it comes in handy. "Outside communications have been cut off so I wouldn't expect reinforcement for at least 4 hours, maybe 5. In the meantime, our current forces have been ordered to defend the conference room with their lives."
"What do you recommend?"
"Well, for starters, please fortify the door to the conference room. Since both Alucard and Miss Victoria are with me down in the sub-basement, I propose we divide into two teams." This should be a fun sport Alucard thought. "Alucard will head upstairs; Miss Victoria and I will make our way towards the conference room."
"How will you manage? The hallway is full of ghouls."
"How did you manage to find Alucard's cell 10 years ago?"
Silence took over for a few seconds before, "The air ducts, of course!"
"Seems to be the best option at the moment. We'll both be there shortly. Good Luck."
He started to hang up.
"Walter…"
He rushed it up to his ear.
"These animals are eating my people. Show no mercy! DO NOT LET THEM LEAVE THE GROUNDS ALIVE!
A smug smile curved the butlers face. "By your orders then, Sir. Integra."
"Oh...does Walter Dornez, the angel of death, ride again?"
Seras' face puzzled a little. "Uh...uh…come on, what are you two talking about?"
The vampires smile never faded. "You'll see soon enough."
"Put the veteran and the rookie together and you may as well have one normal soldier." Walter chuckled a bit, thinking over the old days when it was the other way around for him.
Alucard had a laugh a little too, understanding where Walter was coming from. "This could actually end up being fun."
Fun in two ways; one, he would have the chance to kill again in less than a 72 hour bases and two, he could pretend it was a second chance at righting his wrongs from the first ghoul invasion. Up side? The girl wasn't there to be put in harm's way.
And with those words, he disappeared into a black mist and out of the room.
"Makes you wonder doesn't it? If there are any normal people working in this bloody place."
We know your pain Seras.
Ok. This chapter is a lot of copy and paste but like I said, this is some important ish. Too important to just leave out because you've seen it :p
Anyway, i'll see you either tomorrow or Wednesday and I promise that chapter will be super long just to make up for this one. Till I see you again.
