Here we are with the next chapter. I hope you all have been enjoying this so far.

I just got back from the anime convention and am supposed to be studying for my finals but I'm not. (Sighs) But aw well… they need AlucardxEnrico yaoi…

Don't own Hellsing etc.

Screams
Enrico cursed to himself as he stumbled through the crowd. He had slept through dinner and was woken only by a few of the boys coming back. Once outside the mess hall Enrico leaned against the wall. It was still warm from the afternoon sun and the heat seeped through his clothes. After a few minutes two figures immerged from the other side of the yard. It was Anderson and another priest whom Enrico didn't recognize.

"Glad to see you decided to join us." Anderson said in his normal gruff tone. Enrico just blinked and looked up at the man.

"So what is it you wanted to show me?" A small smile curved onto Anderson's lips as he turned away.

"You will see in time. Now Father Renaldo will explain what we are about to witness." With that the three where off striding across the field towards a building on the other side of it.

The building was an old gothic church. Inside it had been renovated into a torture chamber of sorts. On an arch was Jesus Christus est in aborior iam. Enrico shivered as a scream ripped through the still air.

The two men stopped and the one that Enrico didn't know but presumed was Father Renaldo turned to him.

"Ok, time for some explaining before we go any further." Renaldo said as he turned to face the youth. He had to admit that he was surprised by Anderson's choice for a successor. He had been expecting someone less… damaged. But who was he to judge?

"Your parents died years ago correct?" Renaldo said. He had decided to start at the beginning.

Enrico didn't say anything, just eyed the older priest with contempt.

"Well, do you remember how they died?"

The boy didn't say anything, his face had gone blank.

"Well, they had been slaughtered to put it in simple terms."

"Yes, I know. Now what does that have to do with our current situation?" Enrico spat, rage barely being concealed.

"It has to do with everything… There are things out there that terrorize human kind, and it is our job to stop them." Enrico snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Oh yes, the boogey man is going to eat me." He sneered. Renaldo looked to Anderson for help but the Scottish man just shrugged.

"Well, you could say that except that it's not the boogey man. It's vampire, werewolves, sorcerers and then the typical insurgents that challenge the authority of our God. Now what killed your parents would be vampires." He paused; the boy didn't react so he went on. "We work for a secret order called Iscariot. We do not exist, we work in the shadows, and are goal is to kill all evil."

"Well that should keep you busy." Enrico muttered under his breath. Renaldo let out a slow breath and restrained the urge to slap the boy across the face.

"Yes it does." He shot a look towards Anderson who nodded. "I believe that's all you need to know for now." With that he turned and walked on into the church.

Enrico looked around then followed, not sure what he was getting himself into.

As they walked a periodic scream went through the air, each time Enrico felt himself shiver. He was not sympathetic and not prone to crying but the screams where so human, so alive yet dead and they scarred him more than anything he had known.

After a few minutes they arrived at a door. It was old but had a new lock on it that required a blood sample to open. After Renaldo gave one he pushed the door open with ease. Inside it was dark. There was a small ramp that led down to a chamber where Enrico could see the outline of two bodies.

They where hung up in the air with their back facing down. Their bodied where mangled and the evidence of extreme torture was obvious.

"Who are they?" Whispered Enrico as he peered over the edge of the walkway. His eyes where lit with a sick fascination with the abused bodies.

"They are your parents killers. They are vampires." Anderson answered while watching the boy carefully. The acute fascination with tortured bodies disturbed him a little but he supposed that it was a minor detail that therapy could mend.

"Vampires?"

"Yes, they turned from God and chose this life." He leaned down next to Enrico. "This is the life that is godless that is faithless. This is the life that they lead. They are driven by the devil to do evil deeds, to feed on human flesh. They murdered your parents because they felt like it, this is what happens when you have no faith in God, in the Catholic God." Anderson smiled to himself as he watched the boys face. His plan was working, there's nothing like a little persuading.

"This is what you do? You torture them?" Enrico asked, his voice was faint.

"Normally we just kill them, but we decided to get some information from these ones. Lucky we did because we solved one mystery with it." He stood and nodded while folding his arms.

"No, you knew all along. Their bodies show signs of healing." Enrico whipped his head around to look at the priest, his eyes where cold and his lips had twisted into a cruel smile. "You found them the night they killed my parents and you kept that alive… barely. You where waiting for the right time. You where waiting for me to show up where you not?" His voice had gone low but it was still sharp. "No matter, I will join your stupid organization. I will fight for God; I will do his will as you put it. But I will expect nothing but the utmost cooperation from you and everyone else within the order." He turned and strode out the door. "After all I believe I am to be the next leader am I not?" He called over his shoulder.

Anderson turned and looked and Renaldo. "Well," he said. "That went according to plan."

Renaldo raised and eyebrow. He had long ago given up trying to understand his peer's plans but this one was intriguing so he decided he should so some digging.

"Why do you want him as leader? He isn't exactly right in the head. You saw him, he hates to hear them scream but loves to watch them be tortured. He is deranged Alex, we don't need him in Iscariot." Anderson just shook his head while chuckling to himself.

"Was Judas sane?" He asked.

"We don't know."

"He betrayed his friend then committed suicide. I don't think he was exactly right in the head." Anderson tutted as he turned to leave. Renaldo reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"I don't know everything that you are up to but I do know it involves that boy becoming our leader. I don't want Iscariot going to hell, but I trust you…" He paused. "I believe he will be sent to seminary?"

Anderson just nodded then walked out the door leaving a very tired and irked priest behind him.

That night Enrico lay curled up in bed. The sound of the screams still ran through is mind and the images of the tortured vampires flashed before his eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut tighter and started to hum a song to try and drive the ghastly screams away.

Rose, rose, rose, red
Will I ever see thee wed
I marry at my will sire
At my will
Ding dong, dong ding
Wedding bells on an April morn
Carve ours name onto moss covered stone
Moss covered stone
TBC
Ok I finally finished this. I hope you all liked it. Please review!