Fathers and Sons

James came home from Integra's, intending only to retrieve his things. After that last battle with the demon assassins, it was now clear to him where he belonged. But before he did that, He had to talk to his father. He slammed the front door as he entered his father's home.

"Father!" yelled James, as his anger rushed through him. "What the hell are you up to now!"

"James is that you?" called his father. "Come in here, I want you to see something."

James entered the room and found his father in front of the fireplace watching the large screen TV above it.

"Police say the attack has already started. It started at 2pm this afternoon and is still raging. So far the terrorists whose activities have rocked all of London these past eight months are still trapped inside Hellsing Manor…"

"Integra!" shouted James. "You pinned this whole thing on her!"

"Of course. After all, it is her fault that this whole thing started. She did open the demon door." accused Sir Wellington, standing up and facing his son.

James watched the screen in horror as the police and the British army surrounded and pounded her home with bullet fire and heavy artillery.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have left." swore James, as he watched an impossible battle rage.

Then he realized something.

"They knew."

"What?"

"They knew. That's why Integra sent me and my men away today. She didn't want us there when you attacked." he growled.

His father laughed at him.

"Seems the whole world is smarter than you, aren't they boy."

James looked at his father with hatred and growled.

"The Knights of England have declared war on a traitor to the crown. They will capture Integra, sacrifice her children and close the door. We will be hailed as heroes and England will be ours. Of course, everyone else has to die." revealed Sir Wellington.

"That's monstrous!" exclaimed James. "How could you do this! You were her father's best friend. How could you destroy his only daughter!"

"Because she is nothing like her father! Her father used to listen to me. She never listened to me. She always insisted in doing things her way. She always had to take the high road. She always had to be better than me. And then she fell in love. I guess that was to be expected, her being a girl and all; but to choose that monster over you. To go and ruin all my careful planning with her whorish desires…" ranted Sir Wellington.

James struck out and bitch slapped his father.

"Never speak ill of Integra Hellsing! I've read the case files. She's saved England countless times from countless enemies. And all the Knights have ever done is watch. Just like your doing now. All the Knights are there father, ordering their troops movements…why aren't you there father? Why are you only watching?" inquired James, angrily.

"Well now, that's a good question." said Sir Wellington, circling his son. "What do you think will happen if the Knight's lose this war to Alucard?"

James thought about it. Then he remembered Alucard's threat.

"He'll kill them…and their families." said James.

"That's right. Alucard may be a monster, but he is a monster of his word. I'll give him that." laughed Sir Wellington.

"Wait a minute. If he kills the knights and their children, there will be no round table and no kin to take their place." reasoned James.

"None, but me." said Sir Wellington. "Alucard kills the round table, the queen orders Integra to destroy him for his barbarous acts, and Integra and her children will die as traitors to the crown."

"And you get both the Hellsing Organization and the Round Table. You'll be able to choose your own men." realized James.

"Exactly, no one is more fit rule than me." crowed Sir Wellington.

"Not even her majesty?" questioned James, wondering just how far his father would truly go.

Sir Wellington looked at his son, with the eyes of a devil.

"I need not worry about her. I AM her most trusted Knight. I will protect the crown. And she will be so grateful to me for saving her, that I'm sure that I'll be well rewarded." gloated Sir Wellington.

"I always knew you were ambitious; but this is outright treason. You would murder your own friends and colleagues to …" raged James.

"Friends? Those simple minded fools, HA, don't make me laugh. Those jackasses wouldn't know what to do with water. Leading them around by the nose was so easy, that it was boring and pathetic. No, the next round table will be of MEN with vision. I need men such as you by my side. I will even give you the Hellsing Organization. After all, as Integra Hellsing's husband it is yours by right. Stand with me."

"So after all these years, you finally want me with you. The thing is, I don't want you." refused James.

"Oh, my boy. Don't be difficult. I'm offering you everything." said Sir Wellington staring down his son.

"I'd rather have Integra. She's the only family that I can TRUST." declared James, facing off against his father.

"So you wish to share Integra's life?"

"Better her life than yours. At least I can SEE her monsters." snarled James, with disgust at his father's actions.

"Then share her death as well." sentenced Sir Wellington.

BANG.

James stared at his father in disbelief as he lifeless body fell to the floor. Sir Wellington shook his head at his boy.

"Fool, you should know better than to disobey your superiors." he mocked.

Sir Wellington turned back towards the TV, as he put his gun back into his pocket. He stood and watched as the battle raged on. Alucard's undead army had annihilated the Knight's forces. Dead bodies lay strune everywhere.

"This is unexpected." he said.

The sun had set and now the dead soldiers were coming back to life as the escaped demons inhabited their bodies. With human bodies, the demons passed right though the holy barrier. He watched as Alucard's army of shadow warriors and undead faced off against the demons of hell.

"And they say there's nothing good on TV." smiled Sir Wellington.

"I hate reality TV." said a voice.

Sir Wellington turned and shock lit up his face. There stood James.

"How?"

"Bulletproof Vest." answered James, tapping his chest. "I am surprised at you father. All your grand planning and you forget one simple thing. Soldiers are always armed."

Sir Wellington looked at James, who was pointing a Walther P99 at him.

"Now, son…"

"I'm not your son and I have no father." said James, as he pulled the trigger.

BANG.

James watched as his father's body stumbled backwards and hit the floor. Blood ran from the hole in Sir Wellington's chest. James just stared at his dead father's body; while greenish yellow eyes glowed just outside the window.

"They say blood is thicker than water." stated James, as he continued to watch his father's blood race to the floor. "But yours is so dirty, it might as well be oil. And we both know that water and oil don't mix."

James had decided to just leave his father there and return to Integra, when he felt that he was not alone in the room.

"Who's there?" he asked, pistol ready, as he scanned the room.

"Fear not, it's only me. Lunos." came a deep and evil voice.

"Who?" questioned James, finally coming to see a shadow hiding in the shadows between the fires's light.

"Congratulations on killing your treacherous father. He was short sighted. He failed to realize that if Integra loses, I'd have to share the world with my brothers. No, I, we need Integra Hellsing alive. Come let us go and help her." smiled the silver tongued devil.

James fired his gun as the demon came closer and closer.

BANG! BANG! BANG!