Me: (raises hand to the sky) Alrighty! Finally I believe I have a good way of moving on in my fic!

Everyone: Finally!

Me: (blinks) oh come on, give me a break, this is a lot harder then I thought!

Anderson: (eyes Alucard nearby) Will I finally return as well?

Me: (nods) yes, yes you will.

Anderson: (does a girly dance and cheer) Yipee!

Me: (sweatdrops) Oh God... anywho... enjoy!

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Anderson stood there high on top of the big Ben clock tower like a gargoyle. His hazel eyes watching the humans below living their lives unaware of the brewing danger at hand. The man had to sigh slowly, he felt within him his blood was changing, and after who knew how long or short, he would change fully himself. Clenching his fists, the man gritted his teeth hard as he narrowed his harsh hazel eyes. He would not change yet, he would remain human and bring down the vampire king, dying was not an option. Feeling their presence behind him, the regenerator growled deeply. "Ye're all late." His voice spoke as cold as the snow that blew all around still in its present blizzard like conditions. Standing behind him stood four silhouette figures, one small while the rest were tall. The one tall female figure chuckled cruelly. "Apologies sir... Director Maxwell had a few words to ay to us." The woman's icy voice purred on the harsh winds.

Snorting Anderson didn't even look behind her as he still watched the people far below. "ye will follow ma orders, understand?" the man barked. "that is what Director Maxwell told us." Spoke a young girls voice beside the other female who had spoken before. Anderson smirking slightly, nodded. "Fine then... go as planned... Zuranna, ye will go and take out the yon Seras girl.. but be warned, the wee lassie is very strong... the rest of ye get to work; start a slaying the oother vampires." The man growled as three of the four shadowy figures faded from sight. a single one remained though with the blizzards glow making two metal crosses shimmer on his lower arms. "you're special orders?" the figure spoke, his voice was low and very dark. Unlike Alucard's who bore malicious intent, this man held a dark commanding voice with a light air to it.

Anderson sighing rubbed his eyes roughly with his gloved hand. "Yer orders are simple enough 'ear king..." drawing his sharp eyes forward as the clock gears all around grinded loudly; the man watched London far below. "find and kill... Zuranna." Anderson spoke. The man standing tall still concealed in the shadows watch ed Anderson. "Director Maxwell has informed us all that she, even if the American undead queen, is no real threat." He spoke. Anderson merely snorted. "She's a threat alright... if she awakens er king or even returns to the Americas, then all our efforts are wasted... unlike 'ear Alucard who cares only fer himself; the American undead royalty care fer their own and they're own care fer them and will gladly gather into undead armies if need be... thus, take out Zuranna." Anderson barked his words. The man standing tall behind Anderson, nodded his head ever so slightly and with no more words, the figure faded from sight as Anderson stood tall. Chuckling, his hazel eyes watched below "kill them all... just leave Alucard fer me." And with that, the man turning having his grey coat bellow behind him; he left the clock tower to start his own hunt.

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"Zuranna?" having a hour pass by Ty once more in his normal human like form watched his queen as she stood there by the window with Demon perched on her left shoulder. Arms crossed over her front, her red eyes were narrowed as Walter sat nearby watching her as well. With Integra in the shower, both wolf and former retainer watched the woman as they felt her deep concern, even the hard ass Demon watched her queen with worried eyes. Sighing she rubbed her temples, "I feel as if we're running out of time... we need to find Alucard and Seras soon." She murmured. Ty perking his ears forward ever so slight stepped over to her left side. "We'll find them... but please tell, why do you think we're running out of time... the Vatican?" he asked. Zuranna giving a small smile nodded "from what you told me Demon... we've got a bigger problem on our hands.." She spoke.

Walter watching her, sighed deeply. Both he and Integra had been informed by Demon of what was going on. "If I may ask Ms. Zuranna... but why all this trouble from the Vatican... when you merely wish to revive your king?" the former retainer asked gaining a sideways glance from Ty. Zuranna laughing dryly continued to peer out from the window as the blizzard seemed to lessen. "If we awaken Donovan, with both Alucard and him awake and free... the rise of true vampires will increase... lack of morals will vanish as our dignity and pride of being undead will rise." She spoke, "meaning?" asked Walter. Ty chuckled slowly, "meaning, the dark ages over humans will come once more... vampires will rule the night and day." The wolf spoke with pride ringing in his words.

Walter eyeing him, sighed "this has happened before no doubt." He murmured. Zuranna smirking let her arms fall to her sides. "about over a thousand years ago... and it was grand, the humans fled in fear when night approached, pathetic crosses hung all around... they may have repelled those lesser in the power ranks but any who were so low were fledglings who followed a master that would take care of such minor annoyances." The vampire queen sighed as she smiling was lost in memories. "what is it?" Ty asked gaining Walter's concerned eyes to his own. "Do you really want the world to become like that again?" he asked. "yes... I do... this world has become blind and ignorant to those that roam the night, they think they're safe." Spoke Zuranna, "but hold it... what is the reason to all of it?" the man asked. Zuranna sighing turned slowly around meeting Walter's red eyes. "think of it this way.. it won't become a world of total fear and chaos.. the humans will mature and learn to cope... but enough now, Alucard has returned with Seras." She spoke in a dark tone as her narrowed eyes fell back to the window in a sideways glance.

"what's wrong?" asked Walter eyeing Ty who flicking his ears, sighed and looked at the man. "It's Seras... she's covered in blood and looks to be unconscious in his arms... Zuranna may be right..." the wolf spoke as he looked back to the window as the vampire king drew closer. "... time could be running out faster then we had planned." He murmured.

"Alucard... what happened?" Zuranna spoke softly as she and the others watched him slip Seras once more into her coffin and close the lid. Yet the man bore no smirk, no grin or wicked glint in his eyes as he rose tall once more with his red eyes upon her coffin. "Alucard?" asked Walter, "She was nearly killed..." Zuranna looked at him startled by how he sounded, the concern in his voice. "the Vatican wants a massacre... lets give them one..." standing tall, Alucard bore his gaze onto Zuranna's making her lips curl into a dark smirk. "so you will help then?" she asked, he giving a slight chuckle brought his eyes back to Seras's coffin. "after she awakens." He spoke and with that said, Alucard faded away into the shadows.

"Hold it... is something going on between those two?" Ty grumbled. Zuranna smiling slightly looked at Seras's coffin. "nearly seems that way doesn't it... but daylight will be upon us soon, it's best we get a hunt in before the sun approaches." The queen spoke as she turning, headed for the door. "What of me?" asked Walter, Zuranna laughing rested her hand on the cold door knob. "you take care of your own girlfriend... I will grab you two a few blood bags, just don't expect this treatment twenty four seven mind you." She spoke and was gone leaving a flushed Walter and grinning Tyson. "So tell me Walter..." Ty began as he flicking his left ear slightly, eyed the man. "Do you wish to join this war being between the undead and the Vatican?" he asked. Walter sighing rubbed his eyes "Honestly... I-"

"Yes; we will fight with you in this war." Hearing the strong voice behind him, Walter looking over his shoulder saw Integra Standing there once more in her uniform as it was still moist from it being washed of all blood. With her blond hair dangling behind her dripping droplets of water. The woman held in her hands a motel towel as well as... her bandage. Walter blinking, rose to his feet and turning to fully face her. His look was priceless joy as red eyes met red eyes. All that remained of her wound was a deep red line going over her eyes that still gave her a bit of trouble for total use of her eyes. Using her third eye to help focus her near mended eyes that bore a faint glazed look, Integra smiling ever so slight to Walter, narrowed her gaze as she looked to Ty. "so why agree with no real thought, I thought you hated vampires." Spoke Ty with a small grin. Integra gave a light snort "It's not because we're vampires or of the sort, it's more of how the Vatican has stooped so low to use copy vampires and lesser vampires to do their dirty work... it's a disgrace to us slayers." She growled and went to rubbing the towel over her wet hair.

Ty gave a small smile, "So after this is all done?" he asked as she bounded the towel up on top of her head; bandage hanging from her left pants pocket. "After this is all done; be it vampire or not... I will rid this world of you damned souls." She spoke with her stern eyes on Ty who sighing tugged on his right ear. "So tell me... what will you do when all that is left is you two... are you truly willing to kill yourselves in the name of your God?" he asked. Walter and Integra traded glances and the woman looking past the retainer, eyed the wolf. "If it does come down to that, I will make such a decision then, but for now our enemy is the same and thus you have gained allies... but this is only a temporary fix." She spoke as she ignored Walter's smile. Ty smiling as well nodded "and we will be honored to have the head of Hellsing and the Angel of Death at our side until this is finished." The wolf spoke gaining a sideways like glare from Integra as she went back into the bathroom to finish her grooming. Walter and Tyson looked at each other. "are we really going to aid in reviving your king?" the retainer spoke. Ty smirked and nodded "it's a must now... if the Vatican wishes to wipe us all out, we'll need both kings of the undead to win this war... so are you willing to help us Walter?" the wolf asked. Walter sighing drew a dark look upon his face as he stood tall, "yes... the Vatican hasn't heard the last of the Angel of Death." He spoke as a small dark grin curled onto his lips.

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Zuranna sat there upon a bench on some random neighborhood road. With cigarette in hand, the woman stay back into the wooden bench with eyes shut. Having her face held back to the blustery sky, Zuranna felt the snowflakes land and melt upon her skin. Four blood bags rested beside her in the confines of her trench coat; meals for Integra and Walter. The queen groaning rubbed her eyes as she felt the darkness sweep to her right. "Go away Alucard... I have no desire for your company." She grumbled as the man slowly sat down to her right and peered forward with his eyes concealed by the rim of his hat. Zuranna giving the king a sideways glance, brought her eyes forward once more. "Something on your mind?" Zuranna grumbled as she drew the cigarette to her lips.

"no..." Zuranna stopped her hand a mere inch from her lips and lowering her arm, peered over to the vampire. Smirking slightly, the woman cocked an eyebrow. "No... hearing you even say that word means the other way around." She chuckled as her eyes followed the man as he rose to his feet. Glancing down at her, Alucard's red eyes bore over the top of his shades and rested onto her own set of red eyes. "you shouldn't be smoking." He spoke in a monotone voice. Zuranna chuckling lifted the cigarette between them. "and why not you old bat?" she chuckled. He narrowing his eyes, the vampire looked forward with a small grin curling on his lips. "even if undead... it's proper for any those who are expecting to kill their bad habits." As Alucard spoke, his body broke up into many bodies that flittered away in the night sky. Zuranna rigid in place, the cigarette slipped from her hands into the snow becoming a dead bud. Growling, the woman rose to her feet as her narrowed eyes watched the bats fly off. "you... Ass hole!" she yelled, yet seeing he was gone. Zuranna groaning subconsciously rested her hand on her lower gut. It didn't surprise her he could feel it, he being the first of them all but still... sighing, the woman rubbed her eyes roughly. With him knowing... This was going to be very odd for her if the others were to find out.

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Me: I'm finally really thickening the plot! and a enemy has risen!

Maxwell: ...

Ty: (smirks) the bad guy works for you.

(Maxwell flips off Ty)

Zuranna: (weaklys rubs her lower gut) Am I really...

Me: (grins) maybe... keep reading to find out more, hope you're all still enjoying my fanfic!