Order 4:
New Brother
Time Stamp: Present
Location: Badrick
The Paladin watched from his view in the building as the pair of vampires took out the ghouls. He had already dispatched the head vampire, a freak whose ghouls continued to live on as mindless killing machines. His coat moved gently in the wind that was blowing in from the broken windows.
Pulling his cross up so he could look at it he smiled slightly. The little silver cross constantly reminded him of the person that he loved and the promise he had made to free her. If everything went according to plan he could free her quickly and send the demon that imprisoned her to hell.
His mentor had taught him well, had refined his talent for the sword and shown him the true meaning of being a Paladin. Yumiko, and Heinkel had been his first team and they treated him like a blood brother and he treated them like blood sisters. Those two had taught him what it meant to be God's divine punishment of heaven. They had been threw a lot and it had broken them when they learned of Alexander's death next to himself, Alexander was the big brother.
"Those that kill God's agents will receive no mercy from the Iscariots…" The Paladin said in an English accent. He would avenge the death of their brother, no one was allowed to take something and not expect to pay in kind.
'Tooth for a tooth, eye for an eye and a life for a life.'
SW-O4-B/
Time Stamp: two years, before present, several months after the Incognito event
Location: Berlin, Germany, Olympic hotel
The elevator doors opened and the trio walked out onto the floor. In the lead was Heinkel, dressed in her father clothing. Yumiko in her typical nun outfit and Nathan in his traveling sand colored priest cloths and coat, he wore his hair spiked slightly as well as reflective sunglasses at the suggestion of Heinkel. Their orders were simple, find and silence a radical terrorist leader who was residing in this hotel. Until recently the terrorist group had been labeled nothing more than a wanna be group, at least until they released a chemical attack on one of the churches here in Germany.
The attack left a few dozen dead, mostly children, and the remaining members of the church severally burned. The pope was so horrified by the loss of such young life that he ordered Section thirteen into action. "So this is the hotel they are staying in?" Nathan asked.
"Yeah, though not for long, God wants to meet with them personally, were here to arrange the meeting." Heinkel chuckled. Yumiko sighed and Nathan remained indifferent, a lot had happened to him sense he agreed to Maxwell's "offer" nearly five months ago. It felt like he had shook hands with the devil when he agreed, the smile on the directors face bordered on insanity as he welcomed him into "the brotherhood".
When they returned to Vatican City Maxwell had informed Yumiko and Heinkel and the two quickly took him under their wings like a pair of big sisters. Nathan didn't mind that, he rather enjoyed the company of the two girls even if they were a bit, dedicated to put it politely, to their work.
He still remembered the first appearance of Yumie, it left him speechless as he watched the formerly gentle nun handle the Dai-Katana with such ease. The poor fools didn't have time to reach as the blade severed their heads from their bodies. Heinkel wasn't much different even though she used guns instead of a sword; her aim was flawless and hit her target, which was usually the head, even in the heat of combat.
A slight grin formed on Nathan's face as he felt the slight tap of his personalized swords and sawed off shot gun hidden perfectly under his coat. Both girls had taught him their skills to the point of near perfection. Yumie, rather than Yumiko taught him how to handle two katana while Heinkel taught him how to use a gun.
He still remembered the face she gave him when he presented the shotgun. She was so pissed at him until he showed the ammo, a custom designed stake, perfect for paralyzing vampires. With the skill that Heinkel had given him, it was a perfect hit every time. He had used the gun several times; when it fired the wooden part of the stake would paralyze the vampire as it hit the heart. The other section was silver, preventing any other vampires in the group from pulling the stake out.
Standing out side the targets door the trio looked at each other for a moment. "So, how are we going to do this?" Nathan asked.
"Quietly?" Yumiko asked hopefully.
"hmm, what do you think?" Heinkel said as she kicked down the door, guns drawn. Instantly there was gun fire exchanged. "Well, are you two just going to stand there?!"
Nathan sighed, looked at Yumiko and tossed her glasses case to her before pulling his pair of katana, entered the room, and joined Heinkel in the fight.
Time Stamp: Present
Location: Badrick
Alucard frowned. By his real count Seras was in the lead by ten by the time they finished mopping up the ghouls. He had taught her well, her powers matched his own in both physical strength and ability. If it weren't for the fact that they were lovers than he might have challenged her, but then again it was a perfect match, two monsters of equal strength and ability.
"I knew it!" Seras screamed as she came around the corner, even though the master to servant bond was gone; the mind link remained and had become two-way between them, so there weren't any hiding things from each other.
"Fine, go have fun." Alucard said acting hurt that it wouldn't have any fun.
As Seras walked by Alucard whispered one more thing to her. "Knock 'em dead kid." With that he sat down, pulled out a blood packet and began to drink.
SW-O4-B/
Seras walked into the warehouse, the redeemer fully loaded and at the ready in her hand. To her left were empty containers, piles of ash here and there with Latin papers half buried in them, and a few knives here and there. To her left was a flight of stairs leading to the offices.
With cat like grace Seras quickly closed the gap between her and the stairs. As she approached, a smell came across her nose. Something about the smell was familiar; it reminded her of hickory and pine. Where had she smelt that before? Instantly thoughts of Nathan came flooding back to her. The happy memories were almost painful to Seras as they crashed threw her mental defenses like they were nothing. She could only imagine Alucard's face of confusion as the images of Seras and someone else holding her.
Seras quickly brushed the thoughts aside, the warehouse must have been used to store timber and building supplies that would explain the scent. Still the thoughts had their intended impact on her. Longing, sadness, regret and loss had flooded threw her mind like a tidal wave.
Those sharp ice blue eyes that bordered on white still haunted her. She remembered that she never heard Alucard bring it up to taunt her, or anything else for that matter. It didn't matter though, not now while on a mission anyway. But still, those ice eyes were burned into the back of her mind, looking at her, longing for her.
SW-O4-B/
Alucard frowned again as the images from his lovers mind flashed across his eyes. He knew about him and his connection to Seras though he decided against taunting her when she was still his fledgling. Such torment would drive her possibly to the boy and who knew what would follow. When she became a Nosfaratu he saw no reason to bring up the boy, she could do what she wanted.
Still the feelings that followed concerned him; it was a bad idea to involve feelings while on a mission, especially ones that could potentially distract you. "Careful Seras…" Alucard mumbled.
SW-O4-B/
The paladin could hear the demon approaching, it thought it was being stealthy by the way it was hardly making a sound but it was wrong. Soon he would be able to free her; soon he would complete what he sat out to do.
SW-O4-B/
Seras walked along the hallway, her gun drawn and at the ready. Strangely her quarry hadn't moved. Something about this made her feel uneasy, even Anderson moved around, he wouldn't just stand their. She could barely make out his outline threw the walls with her vampire sight; he was standing next to a window looking out to the yard.
Softly she ran down the hallway, not making a sound. She took a breath and let it out, a remnant of her human side still around, with a single powerful kick she broke the door down to the room the man was in. "Hold it right there, Vatican dog."
The figure didn't move at first. Unknown to Seras he still held onto the small cross as she barged in. with lightening fast reflexes he rapped the chain around one of the swords handle and threw it into the door frame, a few inches from Seras' head. At first Seras didn't look, if she flinched for a moment the priest would be on her in a heart beat.
Something caught the light of the moon in the corner of her eye. It was small, like a necklace or dog tags. Against he will her eyes darted to the object and froze. A cross, no, not just any cross but something she knew very well. It didn't belong to a crazed sword wielding paladin named Anderson, but someone that had once slipped a ring on her hand.
"Where did you get that?!" Seras demanded the anger in her betraying her feelings as she recognized the object and its significance.
'If this Vatican dog harmed Nathan ill make his live a hell before I kill him.' Even in the poor light Seras' eyes couldn't reveal every detail of the man, lightly spiked brown hair, reflective sun glasses, and the general outline of Vatican agent.
Slowly the figure started walking towards her. "You should know Seras…"
The moon light played across his face, revealing all his features to the vampire. What caught her was when he removed his glasses and emerald green eyes looked at her. "…You're the one that gave it to me."
Seras couldn't believe who her target was; it had to have been some mistake or a joke. "N-N-Nathan?"
"Yes Seras, it's me." The paladin said, the other katana appearing in his hand as he approached.
"W-what are you doing here? Where have you been?" Seras stammered as she lowered the magnum, still in light shock.
"Hush, it won't matter much longer… DEMON!" Nathan said as he charged at her, his katana at the ready.