I was debating with my alter-ego about whether I should continue, then I read the reviews. I was so happy with them, that I would like to give a mental hug to everyone who reviewed. And because those who reviewed seemed to like it, I will continue with the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own hellsing, the guy who lives in my head thinks he does, but he's just crazy.
For the fifth time in three years, Integra Wingats Hellsing stabbed her desk with her letter-opener. Clenching her teeth, she pulled it out of the desk and threw it at the far wall. At that moment, Walter walked in. He watched the sharp instrument sticking in a wall not three inches from his head as if he barely noticed it.
"If i'm not mistaken, you have just recieved yet another letter from Enrico Maxwell?" Walter said. "Maybe you should just stop opening them, he's going to send you a bomb eventually."
"Did I ask you for advice?" She said it with a quiet sarcasm that was almost as bad as total anger. Walter knew that it was better not to speak to her until she calmed down. Integra did so rather quickly. She read through the letter again.
'Integra Wingates Hellsing, because I have been in an exeedingly good mood scince a certain peice of news reached me, I would like to have a chance to celebrate the victory of Alexander Anderson. The previous places we have met have been rather boring and not at all to my liking. Bring your other pet vampire and come to the rock concert in the square. I shall look foreward to it. Alexander, unfortunately, is unable to attend.
Yours in emnity
Enrico Maxwell'
Walter was skeptical "The rock concert? He's not serious." Integra looked at him.
"Of course he is. He knows that we can't leave him and his regenerators in such a crowded area for long, they are as bloodthirsty as vampires. He also knows that because the concert is tonight, we have no time to plan or decide what to do. We have no choice. Go find Seras." As Walter left, he shook his head lightly. In his day, the Iscariot organization would never have dared interfere with Hellsing. They had an alliance back then. Walter and Alucard had even worked alongside them, once or twice. That had been before Enrico Maxwell and Alexander Anderson.
Walter reached the dungeon. It was about time for Seras to be waking up. He knocked on the door the word "Coming"
came through the door. Seras then opened the door. "Walter, what is it?" Seras asked, yawning. As she yawned, Walter could see her long canines. It was one of the few things about vampires that really freaked him out sometimes.
"Integra needs you for something, go up to her office." Seras nodded. She noticed that his voice sounded a bit stiffer than usual, but paid it no mind. She walked to Integra's office. She took the long way around this time. She walked through Integra's door.
"Seras, Enrico Maxwell has invited us to go, of all places, to the rock concert tonight. You know that we can't let him or his regenerators cause any trouble there. There are too many innocent people."
"Of course, but won't my being there give them added incentive for going on a killing spree."
"Yes, it will, but at least with you around we have a hope of stopping them." Integra noticed the worried look on Seras' face. "Don't worry, Anderson is thier best regenerator, and he will not be there, if Maxwell is being at all truthful."
Ten minutes later, Seras was sitting in Integra's car. The driver knew where they were going. Seras looked out of the window. On the sides of the street people were walking. She noticed one person, or at least, she was pretty sure it was a person. It was cloaked in black, and seemed less like a human than a shadow. The shadow turned and waved at her. It then stalked into an alley. Seras was now in all ways freaked out. That thing had waved at her? How could it know she was there? Seras decided to push these thoughts out of her mind.
The concert was open-air. It was held in one of the parks in London. Integra forgot what band was playing, she always did. It was because she hated all the noise and the crowding of people in this cind of place.
"What now, master?" Seras asked. looking through the crowd of people.
"Now, we find Maxwell." Maxwell, it turned out, was not hard to find. He was waiting near the stage, with three others and his bodyguard. They were all dressed in blue. They looked like some sort of cheesy gang from a musical. Seras sensed trouble, stepped aside and began releasing the fifth seal.
"Ahhh.. Integra. I was wondering when you'd be showing up. Couldn't resist my invitation, huh." His regenerators laughed.
"At least I don't have to travel with a circus around me." The laughing stopped. Maxwell looked hard at her, then looked toward Seras.
"I see you brought your pet vampire, how... interesting." The regenerators reached into thier coats. Seras brought her hand down till it nearly reached the holster strapped to her police uniform. Maxwell gave an odd, shrill laugh. "Go to it, show the vampire the light of god."
Integra spoke in a whisper. "Seras, if there was ever a time to cause a panic, this would be it." Seras understood. She had to clear out the people here as quickly as possible. She drew her Tiger and fired once into the air. People started milling about, some were making for the exit. She fired again. Now there was a steady stream of people out of the area. The Regenerators drew thier swords.
One of the regenerators threw a blade. It took half a second for Seras to realize that it was not aimed at her, but at Integra. Seras reached out and caught the blade by it's hilt. She tossed it back with as much force as she could muster, and saw it go through it's originator's head. No regenerator except for Anderson could have had their head split in half and survive, and this guy was not Anderson. He fell over.
"What the hell are you waiting for, RUN." Seras yelled at Integra as she fended off another round of blades, these were aimed at her. Integra followed this advice. Seras was on her own. She leaped up onto the stage. It was a twenty foot long leap, at least. The regnerators followed. Maxwell and his bodyguard retreated to a safer area. The band had apparently cleared out when the first shot was fired.
Blades were flying everywhere. She took a few hits from the baptised blades before putting a bullet into one of ther heads. He would live, but he was out of the fight for a while. That left the other one. He was a large man, by any standards, and in terms of sheer strength, he could probably rival her. He threw another blade. As it pierced Seras' arm she wondered where the hell they all come from. She charged him as she pulled the blade out of her arm. He tried to slash downward but she blocked with the sword that happened to be in her hand and fired her Tiger twice into his chest. He stumbled backward. In a broad sweeping motion she used the sword to seperate his head from his neck. Blood sprayed. His head flew into the air. Seras stabbed upward, impaling his head on the blade. She tossed it aside. She rounded on the other regenerator. He was back up.
"This is so much fun, I hope your stronger than the other two were." She said to him and laughed. Now there were no people left in the area except for herself and the regenerator. The regenerator said a silent prayer and began hurling blades at her. She fired her Tiger through his heart, Then it clicked empty. She reached for another clip, but she couldn't re-load in the shower of blades that he was sending her direction. It was all she could do to dodge them. She leaped foreward, punching at him. Her arm would usually peirce a human, or even a vampire, but the regenerator was only winded. She hit him again. She grabbed hold of one of his arms in one hand and his body in the other and seperated one from the other. She tossed his severed arm aside, then went for his face. Landing several punches before he could think about defending himself. His face was a bloody mess that no longer looked anything like a face. He fell over. She jumbed on him, tearing pieces off of his body, ripping him apart, and drinking the spilled blood, until he stopped struggling. She picked up her Tiger, re-loaded it, and put an entire clip into his head.
"Now where the hell did maxwell go?" She wondered aloud. He had cleared out pretty damn fast when he saw that his reenerators were losing. Seras was covered in blood, both hers and thiers, but at least they had avoided any (Full) human casualties. She coughed and spat blood when she pulled one of the blades out of her lung. She felt tired, very tired. She felt her power reducing itself as the restraint fell back into place. She turned and stepped our of the park. It was going to be a long walk back to Hellsing Manor
Author: More is coming....
Disclaimer: I don't own hellsing, the guy who lives in my head thinks he does, but he's just crazy.
For the fifth time in three years, Integra Wingats Hellsing stabbed her desk with her letter-opener. Clenching her teeth, she pulled it out of the desk and threw it at the far wall. At that moment, Walter walked in. He watched the sharp instrument sticking in a wall not three inches from his head as if he barely noticed it.
"If i'm not mistaken, you have just recieved yet another letter from Enrico Maxwell?" Walter said. "Maybe you should just stop opening them, he's going to send you a bomb eventually."
"Did I ask you for advice?" She said it with a quiet sarcasm that was almost as bad as total anger. Walter knew that it was better not to speak to her until she calmed down. Integra did so rather quickly. She read through the letter again.
'Integra Wingates Hellsing, because I have been in an exeedingly good mood scince a certain peice of news reached me, I would like to have a chance to celebrate the victory of Alexander Anderson. The previous places we have met have been rather boring and not at all to my liking. Bring your other pet vampire and come to the rock concert in the square. I shall look foreward to it. Alexander, unfortunately, is unable to attend.
Yours in emnity
Enrico Maxwell'
Walter was skeptical "The rock concert? He's not serious." Integra looked at him.
"Of course he is. He knows that we can't leave him and his regenerators in such a crowded area for long, they are as bloodthirsty as vampires. He also knows that because the concert is tonight, we have no time to plan or decide what to do. We have no choice. Go find Seras." As Walter left, he shook his head lightly. In his day, the Iscariot organization would never have dared interfere with Hellsing. They had an alliance back then. Walter and Alucard had even worked alongside them, once or twice. That had been before Enrico Maxwell and Alexander Anderson.
Walter reached the dungeon. It was about time for Seras to be waking up. He knocked on the door the word "Coming"
came through the door. Seras then opened the door. "Walter, what is it?" Seras asked, yawning. As she yawned, Walter could see her long canines. It was one of the few things about vampires that really freaked him out sometimes.
"Integra needs you for something, go up to her office." Seras nodded. She noticed that his voice sounded a bit stiffer than usual, but paid it no mind. She walked to Integra's office. She took the long way around this time. She walked through Integra's door.
"Seras, Enrico Maxwell has invited us to go, of all places, to the rock concert tonight. You know that we can't let him or his regenerators cause any trouble there. There are too many innocent people."
"Of course, but won't my being there give them added incentive for going on a killing spree."
"Yes, it will, but at least with you around we have a hope of stopping them." Integra noticed the worried look on Seras' face. "Don't worry, Anderson is thier best regenerator, and he will not be there, if Maxwell is being at all truthful."
Ten minutes later, Seras was sitting in Integra's car. The driver knew where they were going. Seras looked out of the window. On the sides of the street people were walking. She noticed one person, or at least, she was pretty sure it was a person. It was cloaked in black, and seemed less like a human than a shadow. The shadow turned and waved at her. It then stalked into an alley. Seras was now in all ways freaked out. That thing had waved at her? How could it know she was there? Seras decided to push these thoughts out of her mind.
The concert was open-air. It was held in one of the parks in London. Integra forgot what band was playing, she always did. It was because she hated all the noise and the crowding of people in this cind of place.
"What now, master?" Seras asked. looking through the crowd of people.
"Now, we find Maxwell." Maxwell, it turned out, was not hard to find. He was waiting near the stage, with three others and his bodyguard. They were all dressed in blue. They looked like some sort of cheesy gang from a musical. Seras sensed trouble, stepped aside and began releasing the fifth seal.
"Ahhh.. Integra. I was wondering when you'd be showing up. Couldn't resist my invitation, huh." His regenerators laughed.
"At least I don't have to travel with a circus around me." The laughing stopped. Maxwell looked hard at her, then looked toward Seras.
"I see you brought your pet vampire, how... interesting." The regenerators reached into thier coats. Seras brought her hand down till it nearly reached the holster strapped to her police uniform. Maxwell gave an odd, shrill laugh. "Go to it, show the vampire the light of god."
Integra spoke in a whisper. "Seras, if there was ever a time to cause a panic, this would be it." Seras understood. She had to clear out the people here as quickly as possible. She drew her Tiger and fired once into the air. People started milling about, some were making for the exit. She fired again. Now there was a steady stream of people out of the area. The Regenerators drew thier swords.
One of the regenerators threw a blade. It took half a second for Seras to realize that it was not aimed at her, but at Integra. Seras reached out and caught the blade by it's hilt. She tossed it back with as much force as she could muster, and saw it go through it's originator's head. No regenerator except for Anderson could have had their head split in half and survive, and this guy was not Anderson. He fell over.
"What the hell are you waiting for, RUN." Seras yelled at Integra as she fended off another round of blades, these were aimed at her. Integra followed this advice. Seras was on her own. She leaped up onto the stage. It was a twenty foot long leap, at least. The regnerators followed. Maxwell and his bodyguard retreated to a safer area. The band had apparently cleared out when the first shot was fired.
Blades were flying everywhere. She took a few hits from the baptised blades before putting a bullet into one of ther heads. He would live, but he was out of the fight for a while. That left the other one. He was a large man, by any standards, and in terms of sheer strength, he could probably rival her. He threw another blade. As it pierced Seras' arm she wondered where the hell they all come from. She charged him as she pulled the blade out of her arm. He tried to slash downward but she blocked with the sword that happened to be in her hand and fired her Tiger twice into his chest. He stumbled backward. In a broad sweeping motion she used the sword to seperate his head from his neck. Blood sprayed. His head flew into the air. Seras stabbed upward, impaling his head on the blade. She tossed it aside. She rounded on the other regenerator. He was back up.
"This is so much fun, I hope your stronger than the other two were." She said to him and laughed. Now there were no people left in the area except for herself and the regenerator. The regenerator said a silent prayer and began hurling blades at her. She fired her Tiger through his heart, Then it clicked empty. She reached for another clip, but she couldn't re-load in the shower of blades that he was sending her direction. It was all she could do to dodge them. She leaped foreward, punching at him. Her arm would usually peirce a human, or even a vampire, but the regenerator was only winded. She hit him again. She grabbed hold of one of his arms in one hand and his body in the other and seperated one from the other. She tossed his severed arm aside, then went for his face. Landing several punches before he could think about defending himself. His face was a bloody mess that no longer looked anything like a face. He fell over. She jumbed on him, tearing pieces off of his body, ripping him apart, and drinking the spilled blood, until he stopped struggling. She picked up her Tiger, re-loaded it, and put an entire clip into his head.
"Now where the hell did maxwell go?" She wondered aloud. He had cleared out pretty damn fast when he saw that his reenerators were losing. Seras was covered in blood, both hers and thiers, but at least they had avoided any (Full) human casualties. She coughed and spat blood when she pulled one of the blades out of her lung. She felt tired, very tired. She felt her power reducing itself as the restraint fell back into place. She turned and stepped our of the park. It was going to be a long walk back to Hellsing Manor
Author: More is coming....