Disclaimer: All characters, names, etc. of Hellsing are the intellectual property of its respective owners. I do not own Hellsing or anything within it.

This story is set in the first Hellsing OVA series: The one that includes Incognito. In this story werewolves have three forms: Humans, Werewolf (generally about 6 to 9 inches taller than their human form), and large wolf.

Also all conversations spoke in the werewolves' language will be in Bold lettering and thoughts will be in Italics.

Have fun with this:

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Richard Hellsing, the werewolf Christine, Seras and the cyborg driver Phillip sat in jeep just before the bridge leading into the Docklands. Richard was talking with a heavily armed soldier, who was one of the guards of this bridge across the canal to the hunk of land within the Docklands called Canary Wharf.

The canal before them was one of several interconnecting canals that were carved into a peninsula called isle of dogs. The inland wharf was surrounded on three sides by waterways, and it was home of several skyscrapers including the mammoth One Canary Square. The setting sun showed that several of the glass windows of the huge structures were shattered.

Richard could have taken a different route to the wharf that didn't require crossing a bridge, but he was on friendly terms with the guards here.

The guard greeted Richard, "Hello Mr. Hellsing. It looks like your vehicles took some gunfire. Hey, that girl behind you looks pretty ill."

Seras whispered, "I've been poisoned, sir."

Richard added, "We've just been in a battle with some vampires and werewolves. That truck over there is a truck full of people we have saved."

The guard frowned. "Vampires don't come out in the daylight."

Richard explained, "Part of our battle was underground."

The guard's eyes widened. "Underground? Are you daft, sir?"

Richard said, "Maybe yes. That's where the prisoners were kept. I need to see the mayor."

The guard responded, "And the mayor wants to see you, too. You're suppose to report to the good mayor as soon as possible."

Richard said, "Good. I'll see him after I've dropped off the rescued civilians and settle my troops at my brother's compound."

The guard said, "I've heard that Jonathan Hellsing has passed away."

Richard said tensely, "Yes. We're still mourning his passing. Can we continue?"

"Yes, Sir."

The jeep proceeded across the bridge, followed by the two Hellsing trucks. They turned right and then pulled to a stop along the side of the canal. Richard hopped out of his jeep and rushed to the back of the lorry that contained the werewolves, Gwen and the strange pair of Trevor and Pallas.

From the werewolves came the sounds of growling while the humans Trevor and Pallas quicker exited the back of the vehicle. The distaste of being with the werewolves was plainly seen on their faces.

He said, "Gwen! Is everything ok?"

Gwen smiled briefly and then became serious. She said, "I've pulled five silver slugs from these folks, but there still a few more slugs that need to be removed and we need a real doctor for removing the silver shrapnel. There is a poor girl here who is a burn victim. She doesn't look good."

Unnoticed, Trevor and Pallas slowly backed away.

Richard briefly mulled on a thought and then asked, "Who's the leader of you blokes?"

David, in his human form, replied, "I am. Why are we here in this human town, Hellsing?"

Richard said, "Because, there are medical doctors here. Also this town is large enough to stop anyone who could have been following us."

David frowned. "So, what now, human?"

Richard said, "First, I want your word that all of your crew will not attack my people nor anyone in the city."

Sandy, who was listening in as she carefully tended her sister, snapped, "I must have my revenge. Red had killed some of our people."

David said back, "And what of June. Your sister could perish if she doesn't get medical aid."

Sandy growled back, "I say that we take her to the healer. The hell with Hellsing."

David voice said evenly, "Sandy, the Healer is from the 'Tribe of the Morning Star': The same tribe that sent us those wolves who betrayed us. We can't take our wounded home."

Sandy slammed her fist into the vehicle's floor.

David turned to Richard. "You have my agreement and that of my fellows. What next?"

Richard eyes shifted back and forth between David and Sandy. "First, you and you're people will be going with my wife to the Hellsing Docklands' compound. She'll see to your medical needs. Next, you're going to stay away from any non-Hellsing people. You may have to pretend to be one of my people. Only werewolves with the Hellsing Security Agency are somewhat accepted by the people here."

David shook his head 'no'. "We do not put on a false face. We will not claim to be agents of the Hellsings."

Richard said, "Fine. Then you will always keep yourselves hidden."

David said, "That is acceptable. Now I have a question, Mr. Hellsing. Why did you release us from our imprisonment?"

Richard sighed and then said, "It was the kid; the one you call Charlie. He came to us looking for help for his parents. When we were in the cages, the mother of the child was worried that we had hurt little Charlie. I told her that Hellsing doesn't made war on children. I guess we don't make war on innocent parents either."

David studied Richard for a few seconds before he said, "I see."

Behind Richard, there was the sound of running feet. Richard turned his head to see Seras running from the jeep to the edge of the road that bordered the canal. She leaned over the edge and proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach: a gush of grayish red blood.

Richard said the David, "Sorry, I got to check on her."

Richard walked up to the retching vampire. He looked away and waited. When Seras stopped, he asked, "Are you alright, Seras?"

Seras said weakly, "Yes. I think that my body is rejecting the cursed quicksilver."

Richard said, "I see."

As Seras' stomach started to go into convulsions again, Richard said as he retreated, "Well, let me know when you feel better."

He quickly headed to jeep and started the talk with Christine.

Inside Seras' mind, Alucard's voice said, "Hurry Seras and get rid of that accursed mercury. My master is so close to you."

"Where master? Where?

"Seras, my master's mind is hazy… so dull… so filled with human drugs. You are near."

Christine called out, "Hey, vam- Seras! We got to leave now."

Seras walked over the jeep. The wounded Harry sat where Richard had been earlier. Seras asked weakly, but stronger than her whisper from before, "You called me Seras."

Christine growled, "Boss-man's order's. I have to play nice for a while. We still have the truce with those Five Roses bastards and bitches. We're going to the south of these tall buildings to our Docklands base. Get in."

Seras asked, "Where is Mr. Hellsing going?"

Christine replied, "The boss is taking the normal humans to the local hospital."

Seras told her, "I'm going to go with Mr. Hellsing."

Seras turned and walked off. Christine called out, "The boss isn't going to like this."

As the two trucks pulled away, Seras quickly ran to side of the one that contained Richard and the humans, and leapt unnoticed to the top of the truck's covered trailer.

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Mayor Clarke sat in his wooden swivel chair behind a large jet-black desk. He was a medium sized, slightly overweight fellow with thinning dark hair with no facial hair. Two long thin scars ran under left side of his jaw. They started near his throat and ended close to his chin.

He was in the process of closing and putting down a cell phone. His gray eyes looked up to the only other occupant in the room: Paladin Wallace.

The paladin was a tall thin man with a small, amused smile on his face. His brown hair stood straight up and it looked like the man was wear some kind of spiky brush on his head. He wore a long coat that had an unusual color of white. Gold crosses were sown into his collar and sleeves. He had a half eaten sandwich in his right hand.

The paladin brown eyes squinted as he asked, "Well, Mr. Mayor? Any news?"

As if the mayor was getting a headache, he put his hands against the sides of his head.

The mayor said, "Yes. A guard just reported that Mr. Hellsing and some of his people have crossed into the city. The guard saw some of the man's werewolves, too."

The paladin asked, "Any sign of a female vampire?"

"None. I must remind you that any werewolf member of the Hellsings will not become a target for you. The Hellsings are the best convey escort agency around here and I will not have you interfering with it."

"Until the beasts start killing the normal people, I won't harm a hair on their furry bodies. My target is a vampire. One who is rumored to be Seras Victoria."

"Is she dangerous?"

"No. As vampires go, she is weak. According to Vatican Records, she was more of a nuisance than anything else. She was jokingly called 'Police Girl'. It's her master, Alucard, who is the real monster. The former English government hid the two vampires away. If this is the vampire Seras, then the true monster, Alucard, may be around. I must find out."

The mayor said, "Then let's go and meet Mr. Hellsing directly. He's going to be dropping off some rescued civilians at the medical center. It seem at the Hellsings has expanded its escort job to include rescue work. This is the second rescue job that they had pulled off. Rumors say that they have a powerful new female werewolf dressed in a black coat."

"Maybe this new person is Seras."

The mayor stood and walked towards the room's door. He said, "Can't be. They say the she was out in the daylight."

The mayor exited the room and the paladin followed.

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Richard's truck was parked on the west end of Canary Wharf. To the east there were a series of multistory complexes and skyscrapers with three largest were at the east end of the wharf. The tall building next to the vehicle was the medical center. Doctors, nurses and attendants were helping the human beings from the back of the Hellsing's truck and to the center.

Richard frowned and looked into the back of the now empty truck and puzzled, "Where is that Trevor fellow and that Pallas lady?"

A male doctor, with totally steel colored bionic eyes, said, "Mr. Hellsing, I need you to answer some questions about kind of condition of these people were in when you had rescue them."

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After fifteen minutes, the doctor's interview with Richard had ended. Richard left the doctor's office and came into a hallway lined with more offices. He reached for his cell phone that wasn't there. He muttered, "Bloody werewolves and vampires kidnapped us and then stole my phone. They're probably running up a huge bill on it."

A female voice whispered from his left side, "Mr. Hellsing?"

A surprised Richard jerked around to see Seras standing next to him. He whispered, "Bloody Hell, Seras. Don't surprise me like that… If I may ask, why are you here and not at my compound?"

Seras sniffed the air and said, "There are so many smells in this place."

Seras breathe deeply through her nose.

Richard asked, "Seras, did you hear what I just said? You're not still drunk, are you?"

Seras said quietly, "Only a little. I smell something… someone… Werewolves have better sense of smell than I do. Do you think that the hospital would mind if I turned into a werewolf?"

Richard whispered with frustration, "Yes, they would mind. You can't do that. First, you're the wrong kind and creature and second… Well, don't do it."

"Yes, Mr. Hellsing. Please follow me. It would make everything so much simpler."

Seras turned and quickly walked off. Richard angrily whispered, "Seras, get back here!"

Seras continued walking and Richard ran after her. After going around a corner they came into an area that had four elevators and the open doorway to a stairwell. Two of the elevators were marked 'Do Not Use' and the other two has the words 'For Emergency Use Only'. The stairwell had people coming to and going from it.

Seras stepped into the stairwell and almost ran into a nurse. Seras said quietly, "Sorry."

The nurse muttered, "Watch where you are going."

Seras cheerfully whispered, "Yes nurse."

The nurse continued to mutter angrily to herself.

Seras walked up the stairs with Richard. Asked called back to him, "Do you know this place?"

Richard responded, "This floor and the next two are medical. The next floor after that is the psychiatric ward. WHY AM I TELLING YOU THIS?"

Seras said softly, "Let's go, sir."

They continued up the stairs until she reach the landing three floors up. There was not much traffic at this floor. She frowned as she studied the stair going up. She asked, "What's on the next floor?"

"There should be nothing above this floor. I've visited patients on all the occupied floors. Only have four or five floors are used in most of these building. Why?"

"If there was no traffic, then the stairs should be covered in dust. The next flight of stairs is not. Let's go, sir."

They went up a floor and found this floor's door was closed. Seras opened it and went through the doorway and into a waiting room. Two expensive leather covered sofas and three chairs were against three of the walls to the left of the doorway. Directly opposite of them, is an open nurses' station window with a door to the right of it.

Seras sniffed the air and nodded.

A thin nurse asked from the nurses' station window, "Who might you people might be?"

Seras said, "We are with the Hellsing organization. We would like to visit someone here."

The nurse said, "Well, you're on the wrong floor. Check at the nurse's stations on the floors below."

Seras gave a Richard a glance. Richard shrugged and stepped up to the window. He said, "My name is Richard Hellsing. What is the function of this floor?"

Seras stepped away and towards the interior door.

The nurse frowned, "Mr. Hellsing, the master of monsters."

Richard asked, "What?"

"You, Mr. Hellsing, are consorting with werewolves. You are a traitor to all human kind, bastard."

As Richard became angry, Seras stepped unnoticed up to the inner door. A dark shadow covered the door and Seras stepped through.

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Mayor Clark and Paladin Wallace came into first floor of the medical center. On various seats spread across the floor with the humans, who Hellsing brought back, seated in them. Three nurses and one doctor were examining them. The mayor walked up to the doctor and asked, "Have you seen Mr. Hellsing?"

The doctor said, "He went into the office area a while back."

The nurse near him groused, "There was a goth woman in a black coat, who was in the stairwell. The overly cheery woman had Hellsing patches sown into her coat. The tart had some bloke following her like a lovesick puppy."

The paladin said with a smile, "Thank you, miss." He then said to the mayor, "I'll check out the stairwell and you, Mayor Clark, should check out the offices."

The paladin charged across the waiting area. The mayor called out, "Wait."

The paladin came to a stop. The mayor said, "I see that you're being reasonable. We should go together and talk with Mr. Hellsing and not have any conflict."

The puzzled paladin said, "No, that's not it… Where are the stairs?"

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Seras came out of her shadow portal through the door into a hall. She came face to face with a man. He was an older bald man wearing a light blue bathrobe over a green officer's military uniform. He stared at Seras with unfocused eyes.

Seras smiled with embarrassment. The veins of her face still showed gray, but it was now of a lighter tone. She was expecting man to either scream, run away or faint. All she got was a dull stare.

She said, "Hello."

It took a few seconds for Seras' greeting to register in the man's face. A wide dreamy smile came over his face and he replied, "Hello."

Seras paused and didn't know what to say next. The man whispered, "I know who you are."

Seras asked with some alarm, "You do?"

"Yes, and I won't tell anyone that you are from the Gentleman's Liberation Society. That's an excellent disguise, Mr. Benton."

Seras looked confused and to her left and right to see if anyone else was around. She pointed at herself and asked, "Me?"

"Yes, Yes, Mr. Fenton. That's a terrible attempt at a disguise. You can't fool anyone that you are a woman. Terrible disguise, terrible."

"WHAT?"

The man continued with his fixed smile, "Now we must free the green elephant from Miss Lavender's sewing kit."

A male nurse in a white tunic walked up from further down the hall and said, "Lord Ring, Napoleon has captured the sofa in Room 35. His army of very fluffy rabbits is devouring every single vehicle around."

The man saluted the nurse and said to Seras, "I must leave and command my troops, Mr. Kenton.

As the man walked away, the male nurse asked, "What are you doing here? You're not one of our patients. Who are you?"

Seras sniffed the air and then considered an answer. She said, "I'm here on official business. I must see someone here."

The nurse studied Seras and his eyes found the Hellsing Security Agency patch on one of her shoulders. He said, "In all the years I've worked here, none of you people have checked on the Hellsing patient. Damn lazy of you folks."

Seras looked questioning at him.

The male nurse said, "Well, follow me and don't leave my side or you can end up becoming an inmate here. Ha, ha, that's a joke."

The nurse turned around and led Seras down the hall. As they walked, they passed other patients and a few male and female nurses. The patients consisted of men and women, mostly very old with a few younger ones. They wore various clothes that varied from very cheap to very expensive. All the patients had dull unfocused eyes.

Seras asked, "How many people are here?"

The male nurse responded, "It varies from thirty to forty. It all depends on how many of the rich and powerful want to get rid of their precious relatives, but they didn't want to get their hands dirty by murdering them. We prescribe the medications to keep them quite and unseen."

Seras sniffed the air again and she started to hurry.

The nurse said, "You keep sniffing the air like a dog. Do you have a bionic nose?"

Seras ignored him as she came out of the hall and into a large square room. The room had halls leading out in four different directions. The center of the room was ringed by group of couches. Spread our on different couches, sat three men and two women.

Seras walked through a gap in the circle of seating and came to a stop in front an elderly white hair woman. The lined woman's face was thin and had dull blue eyes that stared at the floor. She wore a light gray bathrobe.

Seras sniffed the air once again, nodded and kneeled down in front of the woman. Seras on up into those unseeing eyes and said, "We must leave here, Sir Integra Hellsing."