Me: (nods) alrighty, to start this off, another hell of a long chapter with yes gore, violence, Alucard (grins) but also, just a brief reminder, Seras threw out her humanity in the forest back when Donovan was revived and also she wants to see the survival of her kind since she's the queen of all undead now, thus... the death thing with those humans and Alucard's servants. AND, I'm rootin for the vampires and other beasts of darkness, so technically to my eyes, they're the good guys.
All others: (cheers)
Me: (smiles) But I still do enjoy your reviews and like always, as for ya to keep them up! For now though, enjoy!
(Side note: if you get curious from the beginning as to Heinkel or Yumiko are, um... my being to lazy to explain, check them out in the back chapters of Hellsing manga 1 through 4,I think)
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With the dark sky bellowing with the roars of thunder and blinding bolts of lightening, rain crashed down like a thunderous wall of water. All around the Vatican's main building, the slayers of near two thousand stalked the grounds like wolves waiting. Cloaked in black coats, fully drenched to the skin and weapons in hand be it bayonets or guns. Their eyes covered in shadows watched the dark surroundings before them and the creatures that with glowing red eyes sat in the trees or on the ground, waiting. Heinkel sighing, shook her short mop of sopping wet hair from her eyes as Yumiko sneezing loudly, shivered heavily. "Heinkel... do you... think... we really can win... look at them... they don't show any fear..." Yumiko murmured through her chattering teeth as her uneasy eyes looked over to her collective comrade and friend who stared at the creatures. None of the beasts be whatever they were, came closer then near twenty feet from the main building, nor attacked, all they did was sit there.
Heinkel looking sideways to her companion, sighed stiffly as she looked forth at the creatures all around. "Even if we don't... I'd rather die fighting, then accepting defeat..." both woman jumped hard as the two way radios strapped to their hips roared with violent static. "... Ello? We've... visual... North side of... coming right... very big... shit... Alu- GEAHHH!" the radios all around broke into the ravaging scream and sound of bones being shattered. With a static groan of the radio being handled, the link reopened up to all slayers present. "Greetings Vatican..." Yumiko paled as Heinkel glared at the radio in her hand as they both recognized the dark male voice that crooned with malicious delight. "... Best start praying to your impudent god for mercy, for I will give you none." The man's cruel voice roared over the static as a savage demonic screech bellowed in the night air with a thunderous flash of lightening and violent blast of the icy wind spraying cold water onto the women's faces.
The two froze as they saw to their far lefts... thick solid black hoofs rose and fell in a slow deliberate gait spreading out the sloshing mud on either side of each hoof and spilling off when each hoof rose from the sopping ground of mud. With water spilling down the black body. The tail flicking leisurely sent droplets flying as water timidly slipped from the tendrils of the long black mane. Sending plumes of visible breath into the drenching air, a loud demonic whinny flew past the muzzle of sharp teeth that grinded the metal bit in its jaws as the single set of eerie glowing red eyes peered forward from a head held high on a erect stiff neck of shear muscle. Past the demonic horse's head, they saw the two riders cloaked in shadows. A short petite form feebly leaning into the other that sat there tall and erect with shoulders held back and the feel of pure evil and malice bleeding from the man's form.
With a savage roar of thunder and strobe of lightening all around lighting up the lands as if day for a millisecond... Heinkel and Yumiko both losing their composure yelled in fear and fell back as all the beasts cloaked in darkness turned full attention to the horse and its riders. All ghostly glowing red eyes staring at them, not to kill, or that of a enemy... "What's... going on..." Whispered Yumiko as she fell timidly behind Heinkel who narrowing her eyes, gripped her gun handle tightly in her drenched left hand making the tough leather creak ever so slight while in her right, she still carried the radio. "Yumiko... wake Yumie..." pulling the radio roughly to her lips, Heinkel pressing in the button with a heavy click, opened all links to the men and women slayers who were stalking the grounds all around the area. "Report... what is going on!" Heinkel yelled as Yumiko with her eyes hidden beneath her sopping wet black bangs trembled as she brought forth Yumie, her alternate ego.
With a loud roar of static, they began to report... "Slayer twenty three here, all the monsters out here are looking towards your general direction Heinkel, but that is all they're doing... they won't attack even if you fire at them." As the man spoke, both Heinkel and the now Yumie fell back as the horse had yet to stop its slow deliberate walk right for them. "Slayer twelve here, the same but... if everyone has yet to take notice... look past those creatures next flash of lightening..." hearing this tid bit of startling news, both Heinkel and Yumie looking past the demonic horse with one eye still on the demon and riders... as the bolt of violent lightening crashed in the near distance, Heinkel felt her blood freeze... with the light fading all that was behind the demon horse was darkness, but the two women and other slayers were no longer fooled. Giant lizards standing as still to that of statues stood in the back with their wings slightly flared... "Dragons..." Heinkel whispered as Yumie gave a faint dry laugh. "not just dragons... I saw hundreds of werewolves... vampires..." with a loud bellow of static, a panicked woman's voice rose loudly onto the radios all around. "look to the sky, look to the god damn sky!" Yumie uncaring, stared intently to the scene before her as Heinkel blinking, uneasily did as the panicked slayer had said, she looked to the sky and wish she hadn't.
Dragons and harpies flew like haunting silhouettes to the violent night sky, yet... two dragons stuck out the most... being the largest out of all the airborne creatures of darkness, the older slayers who had done much more research on the ancient royals from the previous years of darkness near many hundred years ago recognized those dragons from documented descriptions and clear photos. "Oh fuck... it's the American royal vampires... we're... so going to die!" panicked and fearful voices rose up both from the static flaring radios and in the physical drench winds. "Calm yourself; if you cannot hold yourself in place, then get out of here, that's an or-" the solitary man's voice on the radio's line fell silent and with muffled yells and sound of a body being maimed, the radios line clicked open once more. "no one will leave here alive, it's best yeh leave now with Yumie, Heinkel."
The woman's heart seemed to grow warm with relief as she recognized that voice and swiftly she brought her own radio to her lips as her hard eyes watched the riders on the horse who had drawn to a stop no more then ten feet away and still cloaked by shadows. "Father Anderson... it is good to hear your voice..." the woman softly whispered as she standing tall felt the will to fight rise and with a blinding motion of her left hand, rose the gun up for the horse and riders. Anderson's small laugh of chilly malice though, made Heinkel freeze up as Yumie eyed the radio with uneasy eyes. "Ah am not here ta aid yeh... Ah hold no ill will ta yeh and wish for yeh ta not die this night, sah leave before they launch the attack, get out of there!" the man yelled with a commanding voice into the petrified ears of Heinkel. Her mind racing, the woman knew all to well... it wasn't of his blood finally consuming his human soul and body, he must have found out about Maxwell's orders.
"Heinkel..." hearing Yumie's cold and dark voice, Heinkel regaining full awareness from the sudden wave of shock, looked forward and saw the tall erect man on the horse's back slowly rise his right hand in a leisure fashion as if no rush. As if he knew no matter what happened, or how long it would take, death was inevitable to the Vatican. As his hand rose though, all the beasts of shadows and red eyes, turning once more around facing the building and all the slayers that surrounded the place. No longer with eyes looking of waiting, their muscles twitched under the black forms, claws dug into the ground as their hackles were risen with anticipation. "Father Anderson... it was a honor knowing you, but we will not flee." Heinkel spoke with her emotions of shock and sadness of losing such a slayer became numb deep within her heart as it became cold like it did in all near impossible battles. The static link reopened, "If that is ye wish, Alucard if ye can here me, leave those two alone... ah will deal with them ma self." And with that the radios link died going into a roaring silence as the sound of pouring rain, bellowing thunder and faint gunfire was heard all around.
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The silence was suddenly killed with savage roars, bellows, screeches and demonic screams as the beasts, dragons, harpies, vampires and werewolves all in one wave of motion with the horse rearing and charging in the lead from the northern flank of the Vatican building... attacked. The air was filled with the roaring flames and violent explosions of gunfire from armed lesser vampires and wolves as dragons charging past them used their metallic claws and teeth that flashed in the violent lightening flashed as thunder boomed high above. Harpies parting their wickedly grinning jaws, screamed their battle cries of bloody victory as they dove like screaming bullets. Falling right above their chosen targets, silver claws flashed forth and smashed them hard into the soft flesh of be it shoulders or skulls. With no waste of their strength, sparks flew with the flaring of their wings be it made of soft or metal feathers beating downward, slammed back into the down pouring night sky just to fly high enough and drop their screaming victims to the muddy graves below.
The nearby buildings holding both weapons and military vehicles were given no mercy from the wrath of Zuranna's fire from her parted jaws. With huge mushroom clouds of black smoke and bellowing flames, the buildings rose up in a ball of flames as if from hells itself. Donovan himself kept to the sky and elegantly diving at near random times like the shadow of the Devil himself, with flared claws to massive forearms. The ground was savagely torn up into a muddy down pour of itself as within like squirming ants, humans screamed and wailed for mercy as they were thrown into the drenching sky. The last thing they ever seeing was Donovan's parted jaws dripping with saliva as the smell of fire and feel of boiling heat touched their skin causing the soft flesh to bubble and burn making them wail in even more fear and pain.
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Seras with weak eyes stood there holding her trembling body within her arms as she stood by the crushed in entrance to the Vatican's main building. The shattered wooden doors laid nearby broken in many pieces from the violent flailing hoofs of Kujimara. Feeling his darkness curl around her uneasy form comforting her worried soul. Seras smiling weakly looked to her right as Alucard stood there peering forward with shades covering his eyes and hat once more resting upon the top of his head. His smile though gave away the cruel malicious delight that pulsated throughout his very form. Kujimara looking one last time to his master and queen, snorted loudly as he turning violently around charged into battle to both feed and aid in his master's victory over the human's wish for a world made of light.
"Shall we dear Seras?" crooned the man in red as he lifting his right foot, in a near uncaring but purposeful gait, the vampire king of all undead headed further into the building. Seras with a small cry, raced after catching up swiftly to his right side. Her mind was racing a she felt both illness and regret rise in her heart from both her agreeing to killing those men from before and to now from the battles taking place outside.
Alucard gave a dark chuckle causing Seras to look timidly up at her king's face that remained staring forward. "You cannot always hold pity to humans, they have none for you and will gladly kill you on the spot if they could. You killed your humanity, now keep it dead." With a fluid motion, Alucard withdrawing from his coat both Casull and Jackal aimed Casull hard to the left making Seras cry out as three shots were fired. With a mangled cry and blood splashing heavily onto the elegant interior of the building. Seras saw the hidden guard collapse heavily to the ground dead from the three bullets having shattered large gaping holes into his gut.
"We're being surrounded... can I trust you to not get killed?" Alucard spoke in a near harsh but ever so dark and malicious tone as he casually looked down to his queen. With wide uneasy red eyes looking back at him, Seras tempted to give a smile only to succeed in rising the left side of her mouth. "I... yeah... but still..." She murmured softly as she too felt the men in the many corridors stake out locations and aiming their weapons.
"No holding back, if you wish to rule beside me as my equal, do not hold back, these humans are here to kill you, so kill then first." Seras went rigid as Alucard lashing out, curled his rough fingers over her chin forcing Seras to fully look up into his face as he bore still his signature smirk, but his eyes... she saw through the shades that his eyes held something other then cruelness. "I will not lose you again!" Seras felt her heart stop as the vampire drawing in a swift motion after whispering his harsh words. With his near hot lips pressing very hard onto her own with an extreme dark desire causing his left fang to slip and gouge into the tender flesh of her bottom lip.
Not even flinching from the bleeding wound, Seras felt her mind go into a daze yet drew back to realty within seconds as she felt him shove something right into her chest making her arms rise up and curl around the hard metal object. As the king withdrew slowly, his tongue sliding out took the few droplets of blood with him from her now fully mended lip.
His red eyes peering through the orange shades, were locked solely onto her own as he was still fully aware of everything going on around. "use this when you need to.." Alucard spoke in his all so sadistic tone with his entire dark composure fully returning to its original dark state. Seras blinking, clutched the Jackal in her arms as she kept her eyes on Alucard's face. "Where are you going?" she near whispered with worry ringing in each syllable. Alucard chuckling, grinned cruelly down to her baring his fangs "Simple..." with a violent snap back of his left arm, a single shot was fired sending another slayer having been hiding in the shadows, crashing to the ground splashing the hot boiling blood all around.
"I will see to it the Vatican falls, like a insect, mangle the legs to torture the creature into a submissive state crying for mercy and then go for the head..." rising his hand, Alucard planting his warm callused right palm onto her left cheek, Alucard's grin grew. "Do not die on me, I will not accept my queen who can find my human heart to die." Brushing his thumb onto her lips causing the blood to rush to her face, Seras gave a small cry as Alucard with his malicious cruel laughter bellowing all around. The man's body turning into a full form of a black mass, broke apart into hundreds of bats that flew off in the direction for the head of the 'insect', Director Maxwell.
Seras sighing weakly took a few heavy breaths as her body rising up and tall, with shoulders held back. She felt the darkness once more rise within her soul killing off any regret, any remorse as she glancing around felt them. Yet outside as her darkness grew.. a good deal of her allies stopped in mid battle as they heard the gathering howls of wolves. Not werewolves, but pure wolves that hearing their master's call came forth from their domains in the dark forests. Soon after hearing their bellowing cries, with shimmering eyes appearing all around, the wolves of near all shapes and colors attacked with the others who having paused in battle rejoining the fight. Taking much slower breaths into her undead lungs, Seras hard their heartbeats pulsate as if right next to her. Seras licking her lips ever so slight could smell their fear, she could hear their harsh breathing. With a slow and numb motion, Seras rose up the Jackal to the nearest man who falling back bore his eyes wide open with fear. Narrowing her eyes, she heard the man begin to plea faintly as his drumming heart near drowned out any other sounds around her, but Seras was still aware "I am sorry..." the young queen whispered as she fired.
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Integra fell back hard as the five slayers came for her with neutral expressions on their faces. Her gun was near empty as her feet stumbled heavily upon the very muddy ground. Shaking her mop of blond sopping wet hair from her eyes, Integral glared thoroughly at the men who... blinking, the woman rising up from her defensive position watched them all stand there motionless with eyes growing wide. Integra crying out fell back hard as lines of red upon swift wings bled savagely across their faces, chests, limbs. Soon enough as the blood was shown, with sloppy wet noises, intestines spilled onto the ground like wet noodles with the kidneys dangling out like morbid ornaments. With gurgling noises of death, the five men sloshed to the ground in a pool of a sickening mess from exposed glistening bones to mangled and slushy like innards. The entire sight was like a very melancholic painting drawn out from someone's sick mind.
Yet recognizing such a technique and feeling him draw near. Integra glancing to her right saw Walter battling with his filament wires, against near ten more men, cutting them down from joint to joint. Catching her red eyes upon him, with a few droplets of his foes blood dappling his face, Walter smiling in a dark angelic fashion, gave a strong wink to Integra before returning full attention to his quarry. Integra feeling a faint flush fly onto her face, the woman quickly shaking it off drew for the bloody mess with very little disgust if not much hunger, kneeled down with both hands going forward. Rummaging hard through the boiling hot moist organs making her mouth water, Integra feeling her blood lathered fingers brush against the rough cold metal, smiled ever so slightly as two men came for her. Finding the leather handles, Integra with a small dry yell rose up tall. With the wet noodle like intestines sloshing off and pooling to the muddy blood soaked ground once more, holding in her blood and mud lathered hands, two very large and near fully loaded machines guns. Both men froze as their eyes seeing the weapons, looked weakly to Integra's hard red eyes as she no longer with a smile on her face, bore a cold look belonging to that of a Hellsing as she pulled the triggers unleashing the hailstorm of bullets.
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Me: (sitting on the edge of my seat) So... still liking it, I struck writers block right when Integra began to fire... hmm... but I have the weekend to make more for the following week! (grins)
Integra: (standing there looking at the machine guns in her hands)
Alucard: (just standing there with a blank look)
Me: (blinks) Uh... anywho, be it next chapter or after that, Maxwell's final show down! he will die, I just have to figure out the most morbid way for him to go ( wickedly grins) but for now, keep up those reviews and more will soon come after... ciao for now, and long live darkness!