Well boys and girls after my disappearnce it is time that I once again show myself from the darkness that I hide myself in. Sorry for delays but once againI had no real urge to write. I don't like forcing stuff out because it isn't as good. THough it wasn't for the perstering of the people who read this story, I might have merely dropped it for longer than I've let it go. Don't worry, I will not drop this story completely! I've spent way too much time planning on where I am taking this story to let it die. I did however lose alot of my preliminary notes on this fic, which annoys me since I needed to remap it out.

Since I haven't updated this story in... four months? I thought that I'd take the time to respond to some reviews but as I look at the reviews, many of them are similar and complementing my odd writing style or threats to 'gut me like a fish' if I don't update soon. While I'm flattered that so many seem to enjoy this story, and I noticed it even made its way into one of the few Hellsing C2 groups, the writing just hasn't been coming as easy for me as it used to. Perhaps because the following chapter was something that had always bugged me on how I was going to do it. To answer some actual questions, some I've let slide for who knows how long:

Broochky: You've been one of the most prevelant reviews to this story so I thought I'd address you concern about this fic. Yes, odds are I will start only updating this story at the expense of Dark Futures. Its not like I don't want to keep writing that story, but free time is something that I'm finding myself having less and less of. I didn't even update that much over my winter break because of sickness either so I can understand. I'm not letting DF die, but I've put it on hold as I've started thinking up other stories that would be interesting to work on. Keeping those under wraps until I have planned them out a little further and then if I actually decide to do them or now.

Scuifer: Thanks for the interesting take on this story. I didn't plan to do it, but as the story developed it just seemed to flow naturally into that design. As for the issue of her being more loyal than Alucard to the Hellsing family, you do have a point. I guess I just thought that she at first only served as part of Alucard's last wish, but over time she grew to respect the family. I tried to show that with William Hellsing but I never really did do alot with his character, which somewhat irks me now that I think about it.

Thess : Ah, yeah... Well I'll be honest I didn't really do any research on that. I just kinda knew who I wanted to be the villian and didn't really look into something from that angle. My bad.

These are the only ones that jump at me now as I'm thinking about it but if there are any plot questions or something that isn't understood, let me know. I may not update often but I will try to answer any questions. Likewise, if there is a huge gaping hole in my plot somewhere that screams "The author is an idiot!" let me know as well. The positive reviews are nice to see, but its the ones that explain my faults that are much more helpful.

Before I start I'll warn that the chapter after this one might take a while before its posted as well. Between my school work which is taking up for more time this semester than ever before, and Xenosaga two coming out soon, it might be a while before this gets updated. Hell, I'll try to update before I get that game, because once I get it, its probably going to consume any free time I have.
Enough waiting I suppose, here's the newest chapter.

Chapter Twenty: From the Darkness

"Desperate times call for desperate measures. However, it only only a line of pure indifference that separates a desperate measure from one that must be done. Perhaps that is why those who know where that line is and are still willing to cross it are called 'insane'?"

Flynn found himself at a loss for words as he followed behind Father Perigrin and Draculina. He was used to Draculina being confident and cynical, always ready with a sharp tongue should it become necessary to shut someone up. However it seemed as the trio descended further and further into the depths of the Hellsing manor that the silence was growing thicker and thicker with every step. Normally this wouldn't bother Flynn at all, as he would begin to merely hum some tune or another, but it was the way that Victoria was acting that was making him oddly uncomfortable.

It was as if she was terrified of the prospect of what was about to happen.

Flynn really didn't understand this, remembering how she had spoken about her former master in the past. It was obvious that she respected the vampire with a passion not understandable to the man. But if she respects him so much, then why is she so nervous about freeing him? Before she seemed ecstatic at the concept. I mean, I can understand the Catholic's apprehension, hell you can cut it with a knife its so thick.

This was true, and both members of the Hellsing institution knew it. Perigrin did not know why they were proceeded into the depths of the manor; it was only requested that he come. Seeing how he was ordered to cooperate with the Royal Protestant Knights, he saw no reason not to comply. All they told him was that they were going to get what could be the key to turning the tide against Lysandra. However, as the trio went further and further into the darkness, Flynn watched in idle amusement as the man began twitching from time to time from the dark power that seemed to be emanating from the depths. It didn't bother Flynn as much, though he did somewhat chilled by it. He chalked it to hanging around Victoria and working with her as much as he had in the past.

Finally Victoria stopped her stride and paused outside of a locked dungeon door. It was covered with various sealing tags and it was obvious that something was inside. She turned to the door and ran her hand over the surface with a sad smile on her face, not showing any sign of pain as her hand began hissing as it ran over the seals. She finally spoke up. "Father Perigrin, if you would be so kind?" She said, implying the order as she removed her hand.

Perigrin looked confused for a moment as he studied the seals, noticing one or two that were consistent with seals of Iscariot. He then nodded in understanding before withdrawing his silver blade. With several quick slashes, the seals on the door were destroyed and he opened the door for Victoria, wondering in silence why Iscariot had been to Hellsing manor before. The order has never been on good terms with these heretics... why are our seals present here?

Seras nodded in thanks. "It would be best if you remained her Father. I do not know how he will react to his presence."

Pergrin raised an eyebrow, "He?" He then looked into the darkened room and his eyes widened as he took a step away from the door. Flynn looked confused until he peeked his head into the doorway and saw what caused Perigrin to flinch. Flynn merely looked at it with idly interest before shrugging and walking into the door. So this is our trump card... Doesn't look like much. Flynn thought as Victoria followed him inside, her face impassive at seeing the decaying corpse laying against the far wall.

She stopped next to Flynn and held out her hand. "Give it here." She ordered, her eyes still locked on the corpse that was wearing a strange looking straight jacket. Flynn shrugged his shoulders and reached inside his suit coat and withdrew a rather large vial. He swished the contents around in front of his face before feeling a sick feeling overtake him. He then handed the vial of pure Hellsing blood to the woman, taking a few steps away as if somewhat expecting her to react violently to the blood.

Much to Victoria's credit she only stared at the vial with a strange longing in her eyes. She stared at it for a long time before she shook her head forcefully, snapping whatever hold the blood in front of her held over her. I can't even smell it through the glass and its already igniting the blood-lust this much. She then walked over to the corpse and kneeled down next to it. For a moment, she forgot about the vial in her hand and looked over the corpse.

The remains of the skin were haggard and thin. It appeared as if the corpse's eyes were gone, leaving only dark shadows where they used to be. The skin around the face seemed to look mutilated which caused her to avert her eyes for a moment as the memories of watching the sealing replayed in her mind. She shook her head as she ran her other hand through the remains of the white hair that was attached to the corpse's head.

She finally gave a small smile before reaching around and tilting the head up. The mouth hung open loosely, no muscles seemingly there to support the jaw. She then took a deep breath before saying, "Flynn, you might want to move farther back. Last time he was woken up he killed about a dozen people without breaking a sweat according to Interga." She paused for a moment and then added, "Don't do anything stupid either. He never did have a lot of patience." Sensing the man nodding behind her and moving back farther, she raised the vial of blood and removed the stopper with her thumb. Before the scent could overpower her senses, Seras poured the contents of the vial into the mouth of the corpse.

Seras had never seen Alucard wake up before, so she had no idea what to expect. She wasn't even sure if what they were doing right now was going to work. She did not expect the skin around the face to beginning growing back at an exponential rate as the liquid traveled down the corpse's throat. Nor did she expect the restraining jacket to snap like a wet t-shirt as the body began flailing in its restraints. She did however somewhat expect the rush of dark power that flooded the room. She couldn't help but smile slightly as the eye sockets began to glow before the skin of eyelids formed over them. The vial was almost empty when those same eyelids opened and revealed a pair of blood red eyes that seemed to shine with a strange longing for destruction. She only smirked as the process continued, unaware of how her two companions were reacting.

Flynn's body locked up as the rush of dark power overpowered his senses. He fell to his knees as he watched as the darkness seemed to surge forth unchecked from the body of the corpse. It wasn't even before he saw those eyes that he noticed that his teeth were clattering together, but the sound was being drowned out by the influx of power in the room. It was only then that he realized it. This sensation... this is... terror?

Outside, Father Perigrin wasn't doing much better. Indeed when the dark forces surged unexpectedly, his body reacted accordingly. He instantly brought forth his weapons but before he could do anything else his body froze. He couldn't help but gape in astonishment as his blade and firearm fell from his grasp, his hands unable to maintain their hold on the weapons. He looked from his weapons that clattered to the ground to the woman and corpse inside. It was only then that he realized what was happening. Dear lord, what have I done? He struggled to fight off the dark power as his body slowly moved to pick up his weapons and staggered into the dungeon.

And almost as quickly as it began, it stopped as soon as the vial emptied completely. Flynn's body stopped shivering and Perigrin was able to move normally again as well, but both men felt exhausted for no apparent reason. They exchanged glances before turning back to see the results of the virgin blood of a Hellsing. It was then that the woman stood up from her kneeling position and took several steps back, a strange expression on her face. She then went down to one knee and bowed her head, stupefying the two men that were in the room with her. Seras Victoria bows to no one! Flynn thought in disbelief before his eyes trailed back to the form that had been huddled against the wall.

His jaw dropped in shock as he noticed that the corpse was gone, and in its place was now what looked like a very tall man. His skin was pale, his white hair seeming to match the color of his skin. He bore red irises that seemed to pierce through Flynn's soul. He felt himself reaching for his weapon uncertainly at those eyes. The man was now standing tall in the remains of a black body suit, adorned with numerous buckles and straps. It was then that the figure began to laugh. He began laughing manically, the voice low and deep, causing Flynn to even take a few steps back, idly wondering if the being in front of him would kill him at this moment.

Finally the figure stopped laughing and spoke. "It has been a long time. You have grown into a fine being of the night."

Seras spoke, not raising her eyes at all. "Thank you, my master." Her voice was without emotion, or rather containing conflicting ones.

The figure merely laughed again before turning its gaze from Flynn to the woman kneeling in front of him. "Rise. The bond of servitude to me was broken long ago policegirl."

Seras merely smirked as she rose to her feet. She let her smirk fade as she looked into her former master's eyes and said in an annoyed tone. "After all this time, you still don't use my name. You really are a bastard, you know that?"

Neither one of them responded for quite some time. The silence was deafening and Flynn found himself feeling like he should not have come again. It was only then that the emotionless expressions on the two vampires broke and Seras allowed herself a full grin as she stepped forward and embraced the other. "It's been a long time Master Alucard."

Alucard merely smirked back. "It has child. No, it seems I can longer call you that Seras Victoria. You have blossomed into a lovely creature it seems." He said as if he was a proud parent. He pulled her off him and looked her over. "A fine beauty indeed."

She chuckled softly before punching him lightly on the shoulder. "Stop it. You're old enough to be my ancestor you realize?" It was then that she noticed that her former master's gaze was not on her any longer but rather the two men who were standing towards the other side of the room. She slowly turned her head to see both of them flinch.

Flynn was the first to react. He let an awkward grin cover his face as he withdrew a coin from his pocket and began twirling it between his fingers. "This is the trump card of the institution?" He tilted his head slightly while looking at Alucard and then remarked casually, "He's taller than I thought he'd be." While acting nonchalant, he knew that both vampires could easily read his mind and see how nervous he was. After all, it wasn't often that one was surround by two pure blood vampires, especially two that didn't feed on humans.

Perigrin was still clenching his weapons tightly, biting his lip to keep from screaming. Matthew you fool! You allowed them to unleash another one of their 'pets' into this world. And from that power it seems that he is far stronger than the demoness. "You tricked me..."

Seras scoffed under her breath before saying, "I did no such thing. I merely asked you along to remove the seals on that door, no other reason. Don't get testy with me Catholic."

Alucard allowed himself a large grin as he brushed some of his white hair out from the side of his face. "A dog of those Italians here? Is this a waking up gift Seras?"

Seras frowned at that before saying, "Father Perigrin, at ease." She then turned to Alucard before he could move and clamped down on his shoulder, "And no, you can't eat him. There's much to discuss Master."

Alucard noticing her iron grip on his shoulder and looked to her in odd confusion. He saw her expression and nodded. "It seems that way, though I already know part of it."

Seras nodded once and let out a sigh of relief. Seems like he's going to behave himself. She gradually loosened her grip before speaking again, "Father, please contact your forces and confirm their arrival time. Likewise with you Flynn, I need to know when the rest of Division S is going to arrive. We can't stay at this location too much longer."

Flynn looked confused for a moment before asking, "Why?"

Seras growled under her breath. "Because you gambling twit, our enemies know where we are. I'm practically amazed that we haven't been attacked yet as it stands." She then looked between both of them before saying, "Speak with Christopher to coordinate your movements. I want us moving in less than an hour with the remainder of our forces en-route."

Flynn pocketed the coin and let out a bored sounding sigh. "Sure thing Draculina." He tossed a nod to Alucard and mumbled a strange, "nice to meet you" before leaving. Perigrin remained rooted in his spot, glaring hatefully at the two vampires. Finally, he spit to the side and left the room, mumbling Latin prayers under his breath.

Seras then turned to look back at her former master. He was watching the two leave with open interest before he turned to meet her gaze. Her features softened slightly before she asked, "Are you still weak? Integra didn't really describe what would happen when you woke up."

He merely answered with that strange soft of arrogance only the powerful have. "I am not back to my full power yet but that can be remedied with some fresh blood."

Seras nodded in understanding before she began to phase into the shadows. "Follow me then." Alucard merely watched until she vanished before chuckling to himself and phasing into the shadows after her. It seems you've grown in an interesting way my dear...

-

Flynn pulled off the ear piece he had been barking into for the past half hour as he walked into the office that once belonged to William Hellsing. He had been speaking with the group that had led the Hellsings to the facility. Now, Sanders was in charge of their safety but it wasn't like his job was over yet. He slumped into a chair and rubbed his forehead as Christopher only barely noticed him before going back to his own phone. It seemed as Victoria had assumed correctly, and reports of a rather large detachment of vampires would be converging on the manor in only an hour or so. I hate it when Draculina is right.

That stray thought was rewarded by a smack on the back of the head but the woman who had just phased into the office from the shadows behind the silver stringer. "Stop complaining kid. What's the status of the other members?" She asked, an annoyed frown on her face.

Flynn rubbed the back of his head rather painfully before he spoke, "The Hellsing family has been moved to the facility. Old man Sanders can handle their safety. As for the rest of the members who we were able to contact, they won't reach here before the enemy does so I told them to wait at one of our other bases. We should start heading out there soon if we're going; it'll take time to move all the normal soldiers."

Seras nodded in understanding. While Hellsing manor was the true home of the Hellsing Institution, as the organization grew in the past it became necessary to create other bases should the manor ever fall. These other bases were only staffed with a skeleton staff but that should be more than enough since most people didn't even know they existed at all. "What about the Iscariots?"

Christopher lowered the phone from his ear and said, "Father Perigrin has already left to meet up with them. He gave us a way to contact him and they plan to attack Buckingham when we give the word." The older man paused for a moment before venturing, "He seemed quite angry about something."

Seras scoffed, "I bet. He helped release the strongest creature of darkness to ever grace mankind with his presence. He probably would feel more comfortable if he had shaken hands with the devil himself."

Flynn raised an eyebrow, "Speaking of that guy, where is he?" Flynn chuckled for a moment before joking, "Out looking for some Italian food?"

Seras laughed at that as well. "No, I explained the situation with Section XIII to him. He says he'll behave... at least until they turn on us. He's feeding right now though."

Flynn nodded before asking, "Is he the one you told me about?"

She nodded. "Once he returns to full strength we're heading to Buckingham. If he sees it at a challenge, he can become the sharpest blade ever crafted. And I have no doubt after that surge of dark power that our enemy knows he is awake." She then shook her head, "Christopher, who from Division S has reported in."

"Disregarding Agents Flynn and Jin, Agents Hawthorne, Masters,Williams, and Lycos are standing by, although Agent Lycos is still injured. Agents Brey and Shaffer are en route to meet us at the rendezvous point."

Seras smirked a bit at the names before Flynn spoke, "Masters is here? I don't like the way that guy fights; its disturbing."

Seras chuckled before adding, "Really? It makes me hungry." She then a sick grin cover her face. The Agent in question was another member of the elite group who had powers not common to the ordinary soldier. While he seemed like any other member of the Division, he had mastery over his own blood, often using it as a weapon against his surprised enemies. After all, not many vampires expected mere humans to use their own blood as a weapon against them.

Flynn looked at her with a strange expression before a grin crossed his face as well. "This battle is going to be a god damn bloodbath, isn't it Draculina?" It was a strange pun, considering they had been speaking about Masters but Seras knew that even without the blood user that the coming battle would be so.

She smirked, "If Alucard is taking part, to a level you can't even begin to fathom Wildcard." She then turned back to Christopher, "Start moving them out. We'll join up with Brey and Shaffer before making our move. You two go now, we'll catch up later."

Christopher nodded and left the room, raising a cellular phone to his ear and continuing to bark orders into it. His loud and commanding voice was quite surprising for such an old man. Flynn stood up, brushing some dust off of his pant legs before smirking. "You sure we can leave you two kids alone?"

Seras raised an eyebrow before asking in an even tone, somewhat knowing she didn't want to take the bait.

He merely chuckled before taking out a coin and rolling it between his fingers. He turned and walked out of the room, raising his free hand and waving over his back. "You kids make sure to keep your hands to yourselves; no vampire babies allowed here." His voice was joking but Seras was shocked at the man's audacity. Not that she shouldn't have seen that coming from Flynn.

She was left alone in the office and didn't realize it but her body was trembling in anger. She was grinding her teeth at the Division S agent, making a silent promise to herself to beat the piss out of him if he survived the coming conflict. She was startled when a hand gripped her shoulder from behind gently and reacted accordingly. She grabbed the arm, locking it in her grasp to prevent escape with one hand while reaching for the Jackal with the other. Within a half second she had turned and pointed the weapon towards her assailant. When she saw exactly who it was, she blinked in surprise before lowering the weapon and releasing his arm. "You know, you really shouldn't do that. I usually shoot first and ask questions later." She said with an exasperated sigh as she re-holstered the large black sidearm.

The elder vampire merely chuckled as he opened and closed his hand a few times to regain feeling. So she has become much stronger in a mere one hundred years. Interesting. He then chuckled and said, "It's not like you could kill me."

She frowned at the statement before sighing in defeat. True. Considering what Incognito did to him, nothing I could do is on par with that level of damage. "Are you finished eating?" She asked, noticing for the first time that he had changed... somehow. She never really did understand how he managed to create clothing out of thin air, but then again she never really cared how he did it either.

He was once again wearing the outfit that she had first seen him in. It was a surprising difference from the strange blackbody suit he had been wearing when he had awoken. Gone were the black straps and buckles and once again the red trenchcoat and cravat were present. The yellow sunglasses, which she thought were rather uncessary since most of the time he allowed them to drop to the brim of his nose, revealing his eyes to the world anyway, rested as per usual on the brim of his nose. He no longer wore the ridiculously large red hat but she did notice that his hair had returned to its normal color.

In other words, he was his own spitting image in Victoria's mind.

He looked away from her eyes and towards the door. "That human is rather interesting. Amusing even."

Seras sighed and grabbed her head. Don't even tell me he likes Flynn. It's just my luck that the two of them would get along. I swear if they start working together they'll drive me insane. "He's merely a fool whose mind has experienced too much. He's a loon."

Alucard chuckled before adding, "He has some interesting thoughts about you Seras." He then placed his hand on her shoulder and added, "Besides, I like working with those kinds of 'loons' as you call them."

She rolled her eyes before turning away from him and walking towards the desk in the office. She withdrew both handguns and dropped them on top. "I imagine so. I started blocking them out when he first started hitting on me. He tends to forget what I am." She then walked around to the other side of the desk and sat in the chair. She gestured towards the Jackal and the Cassul, twin handguns that had served her well. "I imagine its time to return these to you. They were fun to use." She said that last part with an amused smile.

Alucard merely smirked as he recognized the weapons. "It's a shame that Angel of Death Walter isn't here to see this. He would probably be horrified that you haven't been using the weapon he made you." He said as he walked over and picked them up, the feeling becoming natural once again to his senses.

Seras rolled her eyes. "The only time I use that thing is when we storm a fortress. It's either those guns or I use my bare hands most of the time. It gets the job done much faster." There was a loud laugh from the elder vampire at this remark as he placed the guns within his own bloody trenchcoat. She watched him curiously before asking, "So what's your take on this whole thing."

He merely gave her a sadistic grin before saying, "Sounds like fun."

Once again Seras gave an annoyed sigh. Of course that's his take on this. Death and destruction are his fortes. "I meant do you think you'll be able to kill her?"

Alucard frowned and glared at the younger vampire. "Don't take me for some weak human. If she is an enemy then she shall be destroyed. That's how it is."

Again Seras sighed, "I know that. I meant with your powers being sealed as they are. Only a Hellsing can release you from those bindings and quite frankly we're rather short on them right now." She said the last part of the statement with an amused tone.

This caused the elder vampire to change expressions once again, this time to one of deep confusion. "Speaking of which, where is my new master? It's odd that I have yet to meet her."

Seras raised an eyebrow before chuckling slightly, "Your master's mother is trying to protect her from you." Seeing the elder vampire's confused look she only laughed harder. "Your reputation proceeds you. Don't worry, once we send Lysandra and his worthless goons to the abyss, you can annoy the two of them all you want."

Alucard merely sighed and walked over past the desk to look outside the rather large window. He stared out the window towards the bright moon in the sky. His voice was rather somber, something rather unexpected out of the vampire. "Has the organization really fallen this far? That we have to pair up with those dogs of the Vatican and a vampire is more or less running it."

Seras stood and walked over to stand next to him. She shrugged, "Lord Hellsing was murdered less than eighteen hours ago and we're merely running damage control while trying to organize a counter attack. I have no doubts that despite what her mother thinks, the Hellsing heir will take her rightful place one day. Things will go back to normal."

Alucard merely shook his head before pushing the sunglasses up to cover his eyes. "The moon is high; its a nice night." He merely said, his voice strangely relaxed.

Seras nodded in agreement. "I have the feeling that this will be the last one for a while."

Alucard looked to his former ward and noticed the familiar gloves that she wore. A frown covered his face before he asked, "You're still sealing your own power." The tone made it seem more like a statement than a question however. He then sighed before turning back to the moon, "If you don't allow your power to manifest naturally, you'll never be able to use it. It may destroy you from within if you don't adapt to it."

Seras shrugged once more. "My body is used to it. I trained extensively away from here after you were sealed in order to learn to control it. I had to distance myself in order to do so to keep from harming anyone. I merely use these seals to make sure I don't abuse that power." She said as she raised one of her hands and stared at the marks on the back of the gloves.

Alucard gave a small nod before asking, "So you finally can use your familiar..."

Seras smirked, knowing full well that while it seemed he wasn't paying any attention to her that she had his full attention. "Actually... no. That is the sole part of my powers that I am unable to control. It caused great pain for me to use until I realized why. Since then I haven't used it at all. Not that I've ever faced an opponent I've really needed to use it." She then frowned before speaking again in a joking voice, "Most of the worms I hunt are more interested in getting into my pants than fighting me."

The elder vampire laughed at that, a deep laugh that would cause discomfort to those who did not know him. "Much like that 'Wildcard' fellow..."

She rolled her eyes before saying in an even voice, "I knew it was a mistake to introduce you two to each other. Somehow I have the feeling that if you scanned his memories you would enjoy it immensely. The guy fights like a lunatic."

There was a strange shifting as both vampires continued to gaze at the moon. Finally Seras spoke up, her tone much different from the one she had been previously using. "Looks like they're here."

Alucard merely allowed a grin to slowly grow on his face. "It has been far too long since I have seen blood flow. They better entertain me."

Seras merely moved her gaze from the moon down to the courtyard that the window overlooked. She watched in idle interest as a swarm of freak vampires stormed the courtyard, unaware of the death sentence that had been given to them by their masters. She then cracked her neck once before turning to her former master, "Shall we?"

"Indeed. Let the carnage and wails of fear begin." He said while chuckling in a dark voice.

Seras merely stared at him with an odd expression before shaking her head and mumbling to herself, "And you're still a nutcase..."

-

The soldiers from Hellsing had been long gone by the time the freaks stormed the manor. They were all surprised at the apparent lack of prey as they rushed through the empty hallways and passageways of the castle manor. It was not as they had been told; they had been told to expect heavy resistance from all points within. The castle was empty.

However, as one freak opened the door to the office of the late William Hellsing, he was greeted by the barrel of a large black handgun as it pointed directly into his forehead. His eyes slowly trailed up until he saw a pair, one dressed in blood red, the other in dark blue. The one in dark red merely grinned before he said, "Let the games begin my dear Seras." That was the last thing that the freak saw before his skull was ripped apart by a silver round.

Seras didn't do much as she watched her former master show their enemies why he was known as the Ace of Death. She couldn't help but smirk as she thought, We are coming for you Bloody Countess. You wanted a war; you shall receive one. And Alucard and I shall be Hellsing's vanguard. Start washing your neck now, since it would be long before Alucard will bleed you dry.