Chapter 14

Cameron

She ran, faster than she would have ever thought possible. She didn't know how fast, exactly, all she knew was that most of the world was a blur to her. She ran beside the road, unwilling to be any reason for evacuees to be slowed down. She was a white streak as she ran, refusing to stop, letting memory guide her; letting retribution give her speed. She would find them, if there were any werewolves left in Amity Park, she would kill them. She would see if silver really was the only effective weapon. Finally, she arrived at the wreckage of her home city.

She looked all around; her Dad's final stand had killed all the fires that had been burning; now it was like the ruins of some arctic city from a long forgotten era. The wreckage of buildings and vehicles was everywhere. Cameron fell to her knees when she saw it all. Her city was murdered, all while she could only lie in her coffin. She had all this power, even Integra Hellsing was afraid of her potential, and yet what good had she been!? Cameron got up and opened her Third Eye, looking for anything. She found her prey.

Cameron followed her Third Eye, into the remains of an office building. And she found him on what was left of the twelfth floor. It looked like a thin yet fit man with brown hair, and glowing pink eyes wearing black combat gear. She knew otherwise. "Stop right there fucker!" she yelled at the werewolf. The werewolf looked at her; then smiled. "You're all alone, girl. I know that you're a vampire. Why not join us, after all, we caused all this," the werewolf man said. "You obviously don't know who I am," Cameron told him. "I know what you Order of the Fang bastards did. YOU DESTROYED MY HOME!"

Cameron ran at the werewolf then, going for a punch. The werewolf ducked under it and the white wolf aura surrounded him. His eyes widened with realization, "You, you're supposed to be dead!" Cameron's mouth filled with fangs as she shot at the werewolf. The werewolf soldier easily dodged the bullets, but they were just a distraction. Cameron tackled the werewolf to the ground and quickly got him into an arm lock. Before the werewolf could do anything else, Cameron tore his arm off at the elbow and jumped back up. The werewolf wasn't slowed down at all and threw his knife at Cameron. The knife cut Cameron's left shoulder, but she ignored the pain and charged the werewolf again.

The werewolf dodged her kick and blade kicked her supporting leg, making her fall. He then snatched the hand holding his severed arm and broke it, and grabbed his arm. Cameron's injuries quickly healed and she rolled back up, and watched the werewolf reattach his arm. A white aura surrounded it, and then his hand made a fist. "You're better than I thought you'd be," the werewolf soldier said, "Why fight against us now? You're not human. Do you think that they'll ever accept you when they realize what you are?" "They accepted my Dad, eventually, and you've clearly not read any Young Adult novels in the last forty years," Cameron replied. The werewolf laughed, "You're young, and foolish. Humans will eat their own children just to save themselves; they murdered each other for centuries for the most trivial reasons, if you think they'll accept you, a monster that lives on their very life essence, then you are in for a rude awakening."

"Yeah, well fuck you too!" Cameron yelled back and shot at him, charging the whole time. The werewolf avoided her bullets, then grabbed her gun arm and twisted it until it broke before slamming a palm heel strike to her chest, sending her tumbling towards the edge of the building. Cameron held on and swung back up, it would have been impossible with human strength alone. The werewolf had turned into a giant brown wolf by then, his jaws coming right for her. Cameron tried to shoot, only to see she was out of bullets! She barely jumped over the wolf and swapped out her magazine. The werewolf turned into a man-wolf form and clawed open her back, and then kicked her directly in her spine. Cameron crashed down four floors before stopping.

I can't believe this! a very bloody Cameron thought, and coughed up blood. He's so strong, and he's just a foot soldier! She quickly got up, struggling to stand. I guess I need this after all, she thought, as she put her gun in its holster and formed an inverted triangle with her fingers over her chest. "Unlocking Full Ectoplasmic Power Level One, the Fawkes Invocation is now in effect. All power released until the Enemy is destroyed." Cameron watched as dark shadows enveloped her body, and every vein in her body glowed green. Cameron screamed as she felt her body changing, as though her Ghost half was struggling to tear right through her. Cameron vomited out black shadows, and was covered in darkness.

She felt as the shadows came back into her body, as her two natures struggled to mix. I won't die here! She thought through the pain and focused. I will kill them all! She said it out loud, and it sounded like two voices were speaking at once, "I WILL KILL THEM ALL!" The darkness and the light of her ghost power mixed together in a maelstrom of darkness and green light before at last coalescing and becoming a part of her body once again. Cameron looked down at herself, her white Hellsing uniform was replaced with a red jumpsuit with black gloves, boots, and belt. She clutched her fists, and green and dark energy formed in her fists, and she smiled, feeling that her teeth were all fangs.

She smelled the werewolf coming and stepped out where she knew he would see her. He returned to his Human form, and stared at her, "What are you!?" Cameron smiled at him; it was the smile of a shark that found a little fish. "I am your death," Cameron told him. Cameron ran at him, he only had time to raise a hand to punch before she kicked him in his stomach, kicked right through his stomach, and spine, and out the other end. The werewolf laid there in two halves, not believing what had happened. He coughed up blood as he asked, "H-how?" Cameron lifted up his top half by his shirt and said, "Hellsing made me stronger. Now, I wonder what you'll taste like." Cameron sank her fangs into his throat, and drained him dry.

She saw memories, of how he had been a man, in the days of the Wild West. Watched as smallpox wiped out his family, and his neighbors and friends all left them to rot. No one cared for him. She saw as the woman, a tall woman with dark hair and olive skin, and white eyes offered to help him. Cameron watched as the man, Philip, accepted her offer, and she carved a symbol into his back, and then poured her blood into the wound. Philip had power now. And he destroyed them all, all one hundred and fifty of them.

Cameron watched all his memories of his life, until at last she saw he wasn't a mere foot soldier, he was a scout. And she saw where his base was. Cameron let him go and sighed, it felt like her whole body was experiencing an orgasm, and the most delicious taste was in her mouth. She looked down at him, he looked like a long decayed mummy, and yet the werewolf, Philip, was still alive. Cameron raised her left and snapped her fingers, and he exploded into dust. Cameron smiled when she saw he was now dead, and concentrated on returning to her vampire form. The darkness appeared again, and covered her body, then disappeared, leaving her in her white Hellsing uniform. Cameron coughed a little, and saw that she had blood on her hand. I guess I overate, she thought with a smile. She knew where their base was, and she would make them all suffer.

Alucard

Alucard was after the last of the stragglers. It was a small mousy man, or at least the werewolf assumed the guise of one. Alucard was in his Level One Release state and covered in blood from the others; he took great pleasure in their screams. The last one was trying to lose Alucard in the woods, but Alucard knew these woods well. He could smell the werewolf's fear, fear of him. The Dogs knew what a terrifying force he was, but they had underestimated Seras. This werewolf knew he couldn't take on Alucard in a straight fight. Alucard stopped; he smelled the werewolf had climbed the trees. An ambush. How cute.

The werewolf fell in its human-wolf form. Alucard dodged its clumsy attack easily, as well as the three claw slashes it tried next. "Face it you dog; you are going to die here," Alucard said as he avoided yet another claw slash. "Heel," Alucard said as he shot the werewolf in both knees. The werewolf fell, it's legs were severed below the knee. The werewolf returned to its human form and said, "Don't kill me, please! I'll do anything; I'll I'll tell you everything I know! Just let me live, please!" Alucard showed his disdain for the mongrel by shooting its shoulders off as well, leaving it screaming in a puddle of blood, and urine. The little mutt actually pissed himself he was so afraid of dying.

Alucard sneered as he lifted the werewolf by his throat. "You're going to tell me everything anyway. At least in this way I no longer have to deal with your pathetic existence," the No-Life King said before sinking his jaws into the last werewolf's throat. He ignored the little bastard's life, it was unimportant. Everything until he saw who turned him was irrelevant, afterwards Alucard paid great attention to his memories as his blood poured down Alucard's throat. Alucard sighed as he at last released the werewolf, and didn't even look at the miserable pile of skin and bones as he put a bullet through its heart.

This one had no new intelligence for him. Alucard returned to his usual attire and teleported into Sir Integra's office. She was relaying everything that had happened to whoever was on the other end. She stopped talking and listened to who was on the other end. When Alucard heard the voice he realized it was the King. "They killed her, do you understand!? My wife and my son were ripped apart by those monsters! I don't want your assurances, Sir Hellsing. I want them all dead! Wipe them all out, don't stop until the very last of them is dead, do you understand!?" King William V said on the other end. "Yes, Your Majesty, we will do this. Alucard has just completed his mission of finishing off any stragglers from the attack. Once he tells me what he has learned, I will inform you as well," Sir Integra said.

"No, put your phone on Video Chat and have him tell me what he's learned," the King ordered. "Yes, Your Majesty," Sir Integra reluctantly said, and tapped her phone's screen then showed it to Alucard. King William V was an angry man; Alucard had seen few men whose brows were so furrowed in rage. "Report, Vampire Alucard," the King demanded. "Your Royal Majesty," Alucard started, "From what I've gathered, there are at least three bases in Europe from which the Order of the Fang attacked us, and one in Ireland. In Europe, they are located in Germany, Portugal, and Switzerland. They are all located underground, literally. They are located, respectively, two kilometers east of Athlone, Ireland, ten and a half kilometers southwest of Stuttgart, Germany, half a kilometer north of Castelo Branco, Portugal, and finally there is a base literally right under Zürich, Switzerland. None of their leaders can be found in any of these bases I'm afraid."

Sir Integra and King William V both thought about Alucard's report. "Damn it all," Sir Integra said, all those bases were outside of her jurisdiction without an invitation from their governments except for the base near Athlone. "Sir Hellsing, as soon as you are able, I want you to find the Order of the Fang's base in Athlone. I will see what we can do about the others; at the very least we can alert the Heads of State of Portugal, Germany, and Switzerland…if there are any Heads of State. Everything is chaos, last told there were 900 million civilian casualties, and 76 million police and military casualties. If there are any governments intact, we need to reach out to them soon," King William V said, and then hung up.

Alucard looked to his Master and asked, "What are your orders?" Sir Integra looked at him and said, "Bring Cameron back. As soon as she is here, we will begin our counterattack." Alucard bowed and said, "As you wish, my Master."