Me: (wicked laughter) Chapter 50, who knew I'd get this far and get so dark and malicious?
Zuranna: What do you expect when it's 'Hellsing'?
Me: (nods) good point... Thank you once more for all the wonderful reviews, and yes, already I am working on a continuation so when this one is finished I will have a head start on the new, sound like fun? Anywho, here is more... enjoy!
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Red eyes flew open with cold sweat trickling down the figures face as the soft lips parted, took in ragged breaths into undead lungs. Seras trembled as she laid there wide awake and fearful, a feeling she thought to never feel again, but her nightmare. Fire, pain, suffering... not of humans but of her own kind. She had dreamt of the castles crumbling, humans rising up... Alucard's still form pinned to a cross with blood lathered thick chains. Alucard... focusing her red eyes onto the form on top of her form still stuck in a deep slumber. Seras gave a small sigh filled with dire relief as she saw his smooth relaxed face so innocent looking sleeping right by the side of her own face. But even with the relief he was there with her looking so none threatening, it couldn't shake the fear she still felt racing in her dead heart. All in all when she put it in one simple context, Seras had dreamt the end of her kind... the world of darkness wasn't going to survive. No, it was, but it needed one main key, one thing to let it thrive and destroy the remnants of light and hope humans held so close to their hearts. Question was, what was needed to keep their future above the murky ocean of blood.
Seras jumped hard bashing her body into Alucard's as with wide eyes on his face saw he wasn't moving but... his wicked laughter rang loudly in her mind having caused the poor queen to jump violently. "A... Alucard..." Seras's voice trembled as she whispered his name past her lips. Her red eyes watching his as they remained shut upon the sill so innocent face. "For one still very new to the world of darkness, you are really taking to the role of the first queen of all undead." His sadistic voice crooned in Seras's mind making the hairs on the back of her neck rise and ripple forth all the way down her spine. With a slow breath passing by her face, Alucard's eyes gently twitching, pulled apart halfway. His dilated pupils retracting ever so slight, focused fully onto Seras as he oddly still wore the innocent face. Only the deep red pools of his eyes gave away the sadistic darkness that rested past the so soft expression.
Seras giving a weak breath, smiled softly to her king and love. "my 'role'? Alucard? But..." the worry flashed over both her red eyes and features making Alucard watch her. His face began to slowly pull together as the dreamy state he had previously seemed to be burned away, the darkness crept once more onto his features. Blinking, Seras fearfully looked to Alucard, not for him or her, but from what she had seen as the images flashed in her mind. "Alucard... please tell me... I only had a nightmare..." Seras whispered with plea in her voice, she wanted to rid this suffocating feeling that clogged up her chest. Alucard did not smile as he continued to look at Seras's fearful eyes.
"It's something all royals see, flashes of the future to keep us on track, clearly..." His blood red radiant eyes narrowed as his soft dark voice spoke gently to Seras. "... We're missing something." He murmured in his hushed tone making Seras watch him, the fear in her heart becoming numb. "So... what... are we missing?" Seras's voice emerged as a faint squeak. Alucard looking at her, his lips slowly began to curl into his so familiar smile of dark sadistic enjoyment. "think of it; who else stands in our way and can actually stop our rise of darkness?" the dark man crooned as he lowering face to the right side of Seras's, nipped softly on the young woman's earlobe causing Seras's breath to catch in her lungs.
Even though she was near paralyzed on the spot by his actions, Seras's mind raced... as it fell into place like the final puzzle piece, Seras's eyes went wide gaining a wicked chuckle as Alucard felt her realization rise. "It's..." Seras's words became mangled into a weak groan as her king getting bored with her ear began to sadistically stroke her neck with his fangs cutting faint cuts into the soft flesh. "A... Alucard..." Seras spoke with a trembling voice, but didn't try to stop nor did he try to end his motions.
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Anderson's eyes flew wide open as he trying to get comfortable, felt someone's body sitting beside him. Sitting up hard, the once more full grown man with only his white undershirt on, blinking to clear his blurry sight, looked around uneasily. "Catacombs... wha the?" looking down, he saw them sleeping ever so soundly, the very man who had changed him... and his queen with... a new infant. Memories flooded his mind in that of like a dream... everyone, Alucard, Integra... their kindness to him even though knowing who he was. Swallowing slowly to moisten his dry throat, Anderson spotting his clothing laying nearby, thanked the Lord for the darkness and no one awake and aware as he swiftly clothed himself before looking much closer to the surroundings before him. Indeed ,they were catacombs, and very eerie at that. "go straight and then left to the stairway, that will take you to the surface... but please, do not attempt anything other then leaving."
Anderson flinching ever so slight, whipped around with his grey coat bellowing behind him. The man's red eyes rested upon the three before him, or rather, the drowsy golden red eyes of Donovan as he continued to tenderly hold his wife and new born daughter. Daughter... Anderson remembered, he had seen the birth, the love they all showed. The hardness softened as Anderson sighing weakly, looked at Donovan, not as enemy to enemy, but man to man... vampire to vampire. "This goes against all ma beliefs, I should be silencing ye monsters." He spoke in a cold, but quiet voice confusing even himself, when did he care of the consideration of vampires? Donovan smiling gently nodded. "Then again young man, that would make you... a hypocrite." The American spoke in a hushed tone as Zuranna nuzzling his chest, gave a small murmur as she still slept.
Understanding the vampire's words all to well even if he didn't wish it, Anderson knew this man was correct. A Midian, a Nosferatu. A dry chuckle passed his harsh pale lips as Anderson looked in the direction Donovan had indicated. "A vampire... I'm a full vampire now..." he chuckled harshly. Donovan smiling, cocked his head ever so slight as he looked to the slayer's back and softly looked down to his sleeping love and child. "Yes, does it matter? We're not the cruel heartless monsters you've fought... those were mere runts who were greedy for power, we're royals... we actually respect our very way of life, so Anderson... decision time, remain here, or go, but in any case I wish to go back to sleep." Donovan spoke as he looking up, blinking... saw Anderson was gone, but had not caused a scene, he didn't attack... and that made Donovan smile ever so slight.
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"This... is a mess we got ourselves in..." Walter spoke softly as Integra pressed her back onto his own, their breath visibly rolling in the ice cold air, the ground shimmering with the frost all around. Having been wandering what seemed mindlessly throughout London after feeding, both Integra and Walter was suddenly attacked from the shadows in the all so familiar park where this madness had seemingly all begun. Men cloaked in black coats with guns in either hands, wore large golden crosses on their fronts giving the odd appearance of a certain slayer with blond hair. Integra growling, tossed her now useless handgun to the side as Walter stared weakly to his far right at one of the men. One of the men when they having startled the two, had grabbed for Walter's filament wires causing even the Angel of Death to have clipped wings. They were defenseless and powerless... "Shit... what now... Integra?" Walter spoke in a hushed tone as their livid red eyes watched the men who bore their weapons right for the two vampires hearts.
Integra felt the rage inside of her boil forth as she narrowed her red eyes; she was for once, wrong. They should have trained, they should have strengthened their abilities. "I am sorry Walter... this is my error." The stern woman spoke as the men silently watched them as if a morbid respect to hear the final words before silencing. "Sir Integra, I've served you for many years... and I have yet to see you make an error, this is merely a slight bump in the road-" Walter's voice died as the two vampires froze when a man standing nearby gave a mangled scream. Stumbling forward on legs that seemed to be made of lead, the man with blood sloshing from his parted lips, crashed hard onto the ground letting his two weapons fly hard onto the grass as blood began to soak everything within two feet of his mangled form. Jetting out of the mans back was a four foot tall black metal cross, and by the torn edge, it showed the cross had been removed violently from some church in the nearby areas and thrown like a javelin.
"Hellsing... duck down!" hearing the man's voice bellow... Walter and Integra without needing a second upon, allowed their legs to buckle as within not even one second... The sound of gunfire like a violent hailstorm, erupted all around. The men's yells of both fury for such an attack, and that of pain as hot blood splashed onto the ground. Yet... both Integra and Walter traded uneasy glances as they saw a man nearby collapse with his cries instantly silenced. His body though wasn't littered with bullet holes... it was huge gouges... like... "Claws?" whispered Integra, both went rigid as with the violent clicking sound of metal issued all around, two huge bird like feet made of black leather and silver claws lathered in the red liquid of human life crashed down onto the one man's body. With the bones shattering and grinding loudly in the carcass, blood spurted out like water from a squished sponge. "What the..." Integra and Walter looking up saw but couldn't believe.
Near the same height as Walter, with the lower body of what seemed a savage looking hawk made of chrome silver metal feathers. Both bare chest, back and head were that of a young man looking to be in his mid twenties with tied back brown hair. With blazing blue eyes set on a fine cut face of handsome dark beauty with pointed ears and savage old scars covering his chest and back. It gave this mix of bird and man a hard powerful look. With his blue eyes dancing, the bird mix flared his tail ever so slight making the metal feathers click loudly. "I'm impressed you two survived so long and yet so weak." Jeered the young man as the two vampires saw other half bird beasts both women and men land all around, close to six and only the women had a odd collar of metal feathers covering their front.
"What... are you?" Integra whispered as her strict demeanor was near demolished from the sight of such creatures. Never had she heard or seen of such beasts, not even her father had mentioned these creatures. Walter on the other hand, gathering up his own weapons, tenderly began to wrap the filament wires around the gloves with such care and attention. Yet the man kept his full gaze on the bird creatures, not rusting them. The head man laughing outright looked at the two with his sharp fangs exposed in a cruel smirk as he sank his claws hard into the carcass making more blood spill out. "We're harpies, or to be much clearer, steel wings, Clan Dark Moon all the way from the Rocky Mountains, I am the head of this clan, call me Ryuichi, the rest of my clan is heading for the wolf base in Dover seeing the one in London was destroyed... is something wrong little miss Hellsing?" Ryuichi chuckled as he lifting a single brown eyebrow, eyed Integra as she was giving the man a death glare. It didn't take long for her to get back her composure, mainly after she heard where they were from. It didn't matter if they were harpies or demons, but one thing did tick her off.
"Just what we need, more bloody Americans."
Ryuichi blinking, just stared at her with a semi lost look, his shoulders hanging ever so slight. Here he and a few members of his clan stood, not showing themselves like this since the last age of darkness. Supposedly one of the three, but this woman, this vampire who was just a little stronger then a novice blood sucker, stared them down with vile anger and all she had to say was '... more bloody Americans.' Ryuichi's confusion lifted as he smiling, chuckled to the woman. "You are indeed Hellsing, no fear even to us, you fit the vampire blood, and I've heard of you, Angel of Death, always a pleasure to meet one without wings act so well as if he did, now, on to business..." flaring his metal wings ever so slight, the young man nodded to them. "it's best we first get to the Dover base, with the slaying of these Vatican scouts, they'll surly send more, so... how do we do this, you run after or.. do you run after?" sneered Ryuichi as he snapped open his wings with a loud metal snap making a few sparks fly. The six other harpies cackling their delight snapped open their own wings causing more sparks to fly in the night air.
With seven flashes of blinding light from gathered orange street lights from nearby, Integra and Walter stared to the star filled ice cold night sky as the seven harpies flew off. "I guess... we're running..." Walter chuckled making Integra's eyes snap from the sky onto his own as he looking sideways at her smiled, gaining her glare once more. "relax... how hard could it be, did you not wish to 'train'?" Walter murmured as dark amusement shimmered in his eyes, not like that of a certain man in red, but the look of the Angel. Integra's glare softened as she giving half a sigh and growl, rubbed her eyes. "Fine.."
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Kunisaku stood there with wide startled eyes as he having come to the surface for a breath of air and to await the arrival of vampire seeing the harpies had arrived near ten minuets ago. The wolf king froze as there standing, hunched over dripping sweat, gasped a Angel of Death and a Hellsing vampire. "Hell-" Kunisaku's ears bent back as Integra gaining back what seemed all her energy, yelled and lunging grabbed Walter's collar glaring at him with her face no more then an inch from his own. "You ass hole, 'lets run' he says, 'how hard can it be?' he says, that is the last time I ever lis-" Integra's body went rigid as Walter advanced on her immediately rising over her form and pressing down. The wolf king fell back as Walter having finding Integra's lips, drew full silence from her as her hands faltered upon his collar.
Hearing a loud clearing of the throat, Walter withdrawing slowly looked over as Integra blinking drew back to her senses and had her red eyes narrow as a growl slipped past her lips. "As lovely as this may be... I do believe we have to talk business of the castles once more reappearing and then find Dracula and the other royals to finally extinguish the light in this world... sound like a plan?" Kunisaku murmured softly making the two vampires blink and stare at him. "castles?" Walter murmured as his arms slinked around Integra's form yet the man clearly ignored her silent glare and faint growl. Kunisaku unable to hide his smile of how the two were like young teens then full grown adults, nodded ever so slight.
"I am surprised you didn't already know... Alucard has risen the castles near one night ago, with those castles, the light in this world will die like it did so long ago, and the clans who so wish it, are going to aid us all into the ending of human dominance, and the one who served you, Lord Alucard is going to lead the way with his queen." With a small dark smile curling onto his lips, Kunisaku's black ears were held erect, amused by the shocked looks the two vampires gave him. "When the Vatican falls, so will the light... but please come in... I will explain more, and you two look you can use a shower." With that said, the wolf king turning his back to them, went for the rusted door once more. Integra and Walter trading uneasy glances, with a faint flush, Integra with a small huff of breath.
The woman stood erect as she headed for the door and Walter running his hands gingerly through his tied back black hair, sighed and followed after. They both were unaware as to humans were just beginning to wake up with the sky gaining the suns glow ever so faintly... high in the still dark sky, a group of winged lizards flew high above with purpose to the beating of their wings. A war was coming ,the final war to determine who would win... shall the light always reign victorious over the darkness, or was it time for darkness to finally swallow up everything? With that on the mind of all creatures in the dark, they scrambled to Dover and London to aid the strongest of them all, Lord Dracula, King of all Darkness and the one to lead the charge against the humans last attempt to stay the most dominant upon Earth.
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Me: (laughs) Next chapter, the war begins!
Alucard: (outright cackles)
Seras: ... (inches away from Alucard)
Me: May the bloodshed happen! (coughs) anywho, keep up the reviews and as always promised to you all, more to come! Till then, hope you're loving my fic still, ciao for now! (waves and runs off into the night)