Off Time #6: Priest and a Nun Part 2
By: SleepyNinja
Disclaimer: Don't own Hellsing and not making a dime. I'm not even making any pennies off of this whatsoever. The entire idea goes out to the creator of the show itself, not me.
A/N: Review. Seriously. I'm not kidding around.
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The wheels screeched as the car peeled out of Vatican City into the streets or Rome.
"Watch out will you!" Yumie yelled as they swerved past a lamppost.
"Vell za timeframe is limited! Ze target is on da move!"
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Jack walked casually on the streets of Rome. He didn't need to worry about time, he doubted that Seras would want come directly back if she found out, and if she did…well, as the saying goes, Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
He reached into his pocket for a cigarette and pulled out a new pack and a lighter. He jabbed the plastic wrap open with one of his fangs and tore it off. He pulled on out, put it between his lips, lit it, then placed the pack and lighter in his pocket.
Didn't a few people owe him favors? He couldn't think of a better time to cash a few in. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, he flipped it open and hit a speed dial option.
He pressed the phone to his ear and waited for an answer on the other line. A crisp, clear voice on the other end answered. Thank god.
" Hey it's Jack. " He said in Japanese as he tossed his cigarette to the ground. " I need you to call in some favors. He waited for the voice at the other end to finish while he hauled out another smoke. " Really screwed. " He puffed on his cigarette as he waited for the other end to stop talking. " Sufficiently screwed. No contact for 6 months screwed. Just give a few people a call and give them my number okay? I don't know how much time I have left. I'll talk to you when I can. " He hung up with the 'don't call me, I'll call you' attitude and placed the phone back into his pocket.
He turned around and headed back toward the hotel. It would probably help if he had access to a weapon of some sort when Seras attempted to rip him limb from limb because of his stupidity.
A car squealed down the street at breakneck speed. It rushed by Jack and broke into a 180 into the back of a building. The doors of the black and gold Sedan flew open to reveal the Vatican assassins who rushed thoughtlessly toward their target.
"Damn Iscariot." Jack muttered as he turned around reaching for a pistol somewhere on his person. "Wait a minute…" Jack thought. His mind flashed back to the hotel room where he had left all of his weapons under the double bed. His eye twitched twice as he stood his ground and sized up the Vatican's latest annoyance. Two women, one dressed as a priest with two pistols, the other a sword toting nun.
Yumie brought out her sword and flung her sheath on the sidewalk. Was this one unarmed? Yes, he must be- no, he had to be. This was going to be easy. She shot forward with a slash and shot into the side of a grey stone building. Jack had swerved behind her, grabbed her arm, and twirled her to the wall.
Jack took an unexpected bullet to the back and staggered forward against the other woman. "Lead," he said as he turned around. "You would dare to shoot a vampire with lead? I'm truly insulted. I thought you, at least, would have better sense of that mistake. " The regenerating tissue managed to squeeze out the bullet.
"Wery sorry, I must ave forgotten to change za magazine." Heinkel dropped both of the magazines and replaced them with new ones. "Is dat better, little wampire scum?"
"Much." Jack said with a smirk before he ducked to avoid a slash Yumie had directed toward his head. He threw his elbow back and hit her in the gut, then dashed forward.
Heinkel was busy shooting at Jack and trying not to hit Yumie- which is much harder than it sounded because Jack wouldn't stop darting back and forth. He ran and tackled her with his shoulder and twirled around with a crescent kick to catch Yumie in the side of the head, dropping her cold.
Heinkel rolled to her feet and tried to raise her arms to shoot, but couldn't because something had her restrained around the middle. She tried to struggle but the more she tried the more pain shot through her chest and middle back.
Jack turned his attention toward the other Vatican assassin who was apparently frozen; with a kick to the side of the head, she hit the ground with a satisfying thump. Satisfied that he was out of danger Jack headed back toward the hotel. He stopped after a few steps. Something was around his neck. Something thin, yet strong and it was increasing in pressure with every second. What the Hell? He put his hand around his throat to feel the object. A wire? How anyone could have gotten close enough to put that there was a mystery to him, yet an implacable sinking sensation of fear was slowly setting into the back of his mind.
Seras slowly walked toward Jack, her grip firmly on her monofilament wires. "You have a lot of explaining to do." She said. Giving the wires a light tug she forced Jack to turn towards her. He looked at the wires in her hands. A slight tug and he was dead. This didn't look very good.
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A/N: Yes it is short, and late. Blame George Bush, Grand Theft Auto, and Halo 2. We wouldn't be having this problem if it wasn't for them. Also looking for property in Canada, gimme an email.
A/N: Yes this is getting more serious and gloomy, but that's typical anime for you, everything starts off good, but it all goes to hell. Sometimes literally.
A/N: A reviewer said that they didn't believe that Anderson could be killed. He can. Alucard just chooses not to kill him because then a valuable source of entertainment would be lost and he's evil that way, keeping the poor priest's hopes up. Also he got his head cut off after the stab to the face. He's only human, take off his head and the rest goes down too. And it makes a spiffy doorstop for Alucard.
