Order 16: Testing 1, 2, 3
By: SleepyNinja
Disclaimer: Don't own Hellsing and not making a dime.
A/N: Review or I'll cry and stuff.
Alucard was bored. This was not an uncommon occurrence. The restrictions on his power set by the Hellsing family severely limited his fun opportunities, and after almost a millennia of un-life, there wasn't much that he hadn't tried. He felt around the compound, the Police-Girl was bored too, so was her new apprentice. He continually looked for anything that might be interesting. Nothing, except…
Alucard disappeared from his room and went into the main office; there was someone he needed to welcome back.
Seras Victoria continued to walk the halls. There was nothing to do. She already taken a nap, she had her blood bag for the day, she had read almost everything in the compound, and she had been blowing large holes in targets for the past half hour. She headed back to her room, there had to be something she could find to do.
She walked slowly towards her room. There was no rush. She descended the stairs and walked toward her door. As she reached the door she casually glanced to the door on her left. Jack had apparently been busy. A pile of cardboard and bubble wrap sat outside of his door. "Not like I have anything better to do," she said to herself as she strolled to his door. As she got closer she could hear the soft playing of music in the background. She knocked on the door and waited for a reply.
The sound of music stopped. "Come in Master," the voice from inside called.
Seras opened the door and was shocked at what she saw. His room looked…normal, which in this case was odd. The coffin remained in the far right corner, but everything else was moved. To her right was a pile of bubble wrap sitting next to the door to the bathroom, to her left were two desks pushed together. One hugged the corner and the wall, and the other seemed to have attached itself to the other desk and down the other wall. On top of one of one of the desks sat a flat screen computer monitor, mouse, and keyboard, and an impressive quad speaker sound system. The tower sat on the ground next to the desk and in front of the desk sat a fake-leather rolling chair.
A nightstand stood next to the coffin with a digital clock telling the time and several books placed next to it. A small bookcase sat next to the nightstand, it only filled to a third of its capacity with various books on different subjects. A dresser stood next to that, with random nick-knacks on it. A sword rack hung above it, holding 3 Japanese swords. Around the middle of the room was a cream colored couch, with a coffee table in front of it. An entertainment system with a 40 inch TV and various electronics under it stood against the wall, parallel from the couch.
Jack was lying on the couch, face fixed in a grin as he watched Seras' face go into a state of shock. "What do you think Master?"
Seras looked around, trying to get a grasp on the transformation that had occurred in such a short period of time. "It's…" she started, "it's…normal."
Jack chuckled, "I was hoping for that look. The tech guy cried when I told him to put in electrical outlets."
"This is wonderful! I haven't seen a normal room in ages!"
Jack sat up and slid his way to the middle cushion of the sofa. "Come on," he said, patting the cushion next to him, "sit down."
"Alright." Seras hopped onto the couch and sunk in to the soft padding. "Ohhh, this is nice." She wiggled a bit to find the ideal spot, and leaned her head back
"You know, there is a leaver on the side that reclines your section of the couch."
"Really?"
"Yeah, it should be on the side of the couch, feel around a bit."
Seras took her hand off the armrest and fumbled around the end of the couch for the reclining lever. After a few moments she found it and pulled. The back of the couch fell backwards to a 30 degree angle and a footrest popped out of the bottom. "I could definitely get used to this," she purred.
"Unfortunately Police-Girl," Alucard said out of nowhere, "we have work to do." Alucard materialized behind the couch. "Run along children." Both Jack and Seras gave groans of disapproval as they got on their feet. After a moment of stretching they went out the door. Alucard gave an inquisitive look at the couch checked to see if anyone was around. Satisfied that he was alone he sat down. "My my. It is comfortable."
When Seras and Jack reached the briefing room Alucard was already there, sitting in a chair in the corner. The lights were dim and the projector was in standby mode. They took their seats at the table and waited. When the presentation started Seras immediately recognized the voice. She would have to give him a hug after the briefing.
After the presentation was finished and the lights turned back on, Seras scanned the room. She found Walter Dollneaz at the head of the table, closing a laptop computer plugged into the projector.
"Walter!" she called as she ran up to the older man and hugged him.
"It's quite nice to see you Miss Victoria. Now if you could stop crushing me I would be most appreciative."
Seras let him go, dropping him back down to the ground. "Sorry Walter, I just got a little carried away."
"No harm done. Now, who is the fine young fellow behind you?" Walter asked.
Seras turned around and pushed Jack forward. "This is Jack Owens. Jack this is Walter."
Walter bowed slightly. "Another vampire I see. I am Walter Dollneaz, retainer of the Hellsing family."
Jack returned the bow. "Jack Owens. Residential vampire of the Hellsing family," he grinned.
"How'd you get out?"
"I was quietly pardoned by Her Majesty. The incident had to be out of the minds of the people, or else I'm afraid, as the young people say, 'the jig would be up'."
"It's good to have you back." Seras paused. "Walter, Jack needs some weapons before we move out. I'm going to go get ready; I'll meet you in about 10 minutes."
"Yes Master."
"Well, I came prepared for this situation. Follow me please." They followed Walter into a backroom. It was mostly empty, save a simple table and a large wooden crate. Walter opened the lid of the crate and placed it on the ground. "Now, what are you looking for?"
"I have to admit, I'm not a very good shot, so I'd like something that shoots really big bullets to compensate."
"I see. Well," he said as he reached into the crate, "I had saved this incase Alucard decided he wanted something new, but I think it will do you just fine." Walter pulled out a large handgun. It had a blood red finish, and 'Amen' was written in flowing text on the side. The grip was black, and the breech faced to the left. "The 15mm Hellcat. It weighs in at 19kg, 42 cm length, capable of holding 7 rounds per clip. The mercury ignition bullets are custom made sliver armor piercing incendiary rounds." Walter handed the gun to Jack with a grin.
Jack looked at it with awe, it was perfect. "You know what…? I could blow up the whole god damn world with this thing…" He grabbed clips of ammunition and placed them in his belt.
"I'm glad you're pleased."
"May I also make another request?"
"Of course."
"I'd like a sword. Katana preferably. I have a feeling that mine aren't up to ghoul cutting standards."
"I see. I'll look into it. Now I do believe that it is time to get ready. I'm sure Miss Victoria is waiting for you."
"Thank you Walter."
"Any time Mister Owens."
Seras hoisted the Halconnen Cannon into the armored transport storage compartment with her ammunition box and closed it. She looked behind her and saw Jack's eyes almost bugging out. "Ready to go?" Jack said nothing. "What?" she asked in a puzzled tone.
"That's a really big gun."
"Look who's talking." Seras said as she noticed the Hellcat in his right hand.
"Yeah, Walter is officially on my list of favorite people."
"Oh really? Am I on that list?"
"No." He said nonchalantly.
"Why?"
"Well Master, you're not people."
Seras and Jack walked through the dark corridor. They had infiltrated the suspected FREAK chip manufacturing plant and were clearing out whatever defenses were around to make way for the rest of the Hellsing unit. They had already silently taken out several guards and had to be careful not to step on any of the debris that lined the hallway. They had reached the door to the main target.
"We've reached the target." She whispered into her radio. She glared inside through the cracked door. People with white coats were attending chemicals, microscopes, and other machinery. She spotted some armed guards in position by doorways and other areas of infiltration. She looked at Jack, "On three. One, two, three!"
Seras kicked down the door, knocking the armed guard down. They both rushed in and started shooting. Seras picked off guards with precise shots, and dodged enemy fire. However, Jack's shooting was more erratic, coming in two or three shot bursts from his Hellcat. Members of the Hellsing unit burst in from all entry points and started to neutralize hostiles.
The firefight was over in a matter of seconds. Once the guards were neutralized the techs raised their hands in surrender. The Hellsing soldiers began to collect evidence and take the prisoners away. Jack and Seras began to survey the carnage.
Jack looked around the room, noticing a ladder to the second floor. "Master, something feels wrong about this."
"I know. It was too easy."
Jack heard footsteps and a pin hit the ground. He looked up to the top of the ladder and saw a figure throw something. "Shit." Jack raised his Hellcat with breakneck speed. He knew what was thrown; he'd seen enough action movies to know what a grenade looked like. "Third eye," he thought and pulled the trigger. The explosion in midair sent a shockwave through the room, knocking some people down.
Jack ran to the ladder and jumped, grabbing the ladder about halfway up.
"Jack!" Seras called out, but it was too late, he had already scaled the ladder and was in pursuit of whoever threw the grenade.
Jack ran down the dilapidated corridor, dodging the fallen supports that lined it. He could see who he was chasing but he wasn't gaining any ground. He squeezed off two shots with his Hellcat, but the only thing he managed to do was blow large holes into the walls. The hall became increasingly unstable. More supports lay strewn on the floor and hanging from the ceiling. Jack had an idea. He shot ahead and hit the key supports for the passage. The ceiling collapsed, forcing Jack's quarry to stop.
"End of the line buddy." Jack pointed his Hellcat at the back of its head.
"I think not, Hellsing whelp. You cannot hope to kill a vampire!" The target turned around, giving Jack a good look at him. He had a face that would frighten small children. His grotesque features twisted into something that could only be described as a smile. He pulled out a small gun and aimed at Jack. "I think its time for you to die." He fired, hitting Jack in the stomach.
Jack looked down at the wound and shrugged it off. "Nice try." Jack fired his Hellcat. The 15mm silver bullet rushed out of its chamber towards the vampire's head.
"A vampire?" It managed to say before the majority of its torso was blown away and it turned to dust.
Jack frowned. He was aiming for the head. Jack placed the Hellcat in its holster on his side and shook his head. "Whatever. That's done with."
"Jack!" Seras yelled as she slowed her pace.
Jack turned around and walked toward his master. "It's been taken care of. Bastard did manage to put a hole in my uniform though." Jack motioned to his gunshot wound, which had already healed.
"Good work Jack. Let's go home."
