Author Note……I love these!
(In the original manga, I think that the stereotypical writing for Anderson's voice is shocking. So I will be making no attempts to make his voice appear Scottish…You all know it is!)
I found the whole "I know you don't want to die tonight" thing of the anime to be annoying as originally, Alucard just shot the priest regardless of the lump of meat called Seras in front of it.
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Adam was spinning a pitchfork around while Tom leaned on a bloody hockey stick.
Adam looked up and said, "We need a plan…"
Tom picked the stick up, "Right! Take your car, kill Phil, get Mum, go to The Bridge Inn! Sit back have an ice cold pint and wait for all this to blow over."
"Yeeaah booy!" They both stood up and whacked the bloody weapons together.
Chapter 5: On Ethical Resolve
Tom and Adam charged out of the house, shouting loudly, only to see a convoy of transport vehicles and troops charging through the street.
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Alex and Anderson strolled comfortably in the midst of the chaos.
Alex turned to Anderson, "Where to, Father?"
"Don't call me Father, We are all brothers in Christ, call me Anderson."
Alex looked enthusiastically, "Can I call you Andy?"
"Absolutely not. Now, the main group is eliminating the vampires in the centre. We will be heading there…"
Anderson pointed to a small, traditional looking church behind the rows of houses.
"The church…sounds like fun…"
Anderson laughed, "Heh. You barely know you're alive!"
They walked down a large empty street. The fading, orange glow from the battered streetlights illuminated only small pieces of the road, revealing numerous puddles of blood and water trickling down under drain covers.
A shadowed figure appeared at a corner, they were at the gates of the church. It appeared human as it made no movements to suggest otherwise. Anderson approached.
"Can you herald good news, my son?"
The figure stumbled forward into a streetlight. The face was greying and rotting; the eyes were there but dead, staring blankly through Anderson.
"Not human…" Just as he finished, a handful of knives flew into the ghoul, sending it crashing to the floor.
The lone streetlight at the church flickered and fizzled out, sending the corpse into darkness.
Alex and Anderson made their way down the path, the door to the church was open and a warm light shone out into the abyss.
As they approached the doorway they heard a man delivering the ending of the mass.
"…Amen."
The man in priest robes looked up. His monstrous eyes glared at the two men at the door.
"Who are you?"
Anderson laughed quietly, "We are the messengers of God, here to purify this house of the demons of the night."
"Kill them!"
From within the shadowed benches, a huge number of ghouls stood to their feet. The candles lining the walls flickered and lit up, revealing the monsters. They drew guns out, mindlessly, aiming at the two figures at the door.
"Fire, damn you!"
At the moment the vampire finished, a barrage of knives flew at the left hand side of the church, decapitating a line of ghouls.
Alex leaped up, charging into a pack of ghouls. He ripped the sword through the chest of one ghoul, decapitating the next. He spun round swinging the sword, slicing another mass of ghouls in half.
"Stop! What are you doing!" The priestly vampire quivered, as he looks on at the destruction. In a few seconds, all of the ghouls had turned to greying dust, washing over the benches.
The two walked towards the lone vampire. The vampire stopped shaking and stretched out his right arm, effortlessly drawing in a woman from across the altar. He lifted her up in front of him shielding himself from the two swordsmen.
Anderson laughed, "How like a vampire to cower behind his meat shield."
The vampire spoke, "Well I don't think you can do it, you'll kill the girl too."
Anderson laughed hysterically, as another barrage of knives pierced through into the vampire. Blood spilled over the front of the altar.
Anderson knelt at the foot of the altar before they carried on through the side door.
Alex glanced at his superior, "You knew she was a vampire all along didn't you!"
"Yeah…Sure."
They entered an old, dusty room. The cold, silver light of the moon revealed a large cupboard. As they approached the cupboard it began to shake.
Anderson reached for the handle and flung the door open, revealing a young priest curled up, shivering at the bottom.
The priest looked at the feet of Anderson, he began to look up and five seconds later he saw the white collar and a surprisingly friendly face.
The priest climbed to his feet, "Oh thank goodness! Have they all gone?"
"They have all been banished to eternal hell, Father."
Alex was still looking down, shadowing his face, "Father, we need all the knowledge you have about this disaster."
"That loudmouth dressed as a priest was willingly telling all about it."
Meanwhile at Hellsing HQ!
"…Another vampire-manufacturing organisation, Sir Integra."
Integra looked solemnly towards the darkness of the room.
"The councillor gave us the information. It turned out he was funding the group."
Integra sat motionless, "Where is the councillor now, Walter?"
"Rest assured that he has been dealt with."
A familiar figure emerged from the shadow Integra was watching, "A tragic loss for such a pathetic weasel…Your orders, Master?"
"Alucard…This mission must be executed delicately, we need all the information we can get from the group. Don't kill them immediately."
Alucard smiled, "You have my word of honour!"
"You'll be heading to a remote village in Wales."
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Tom and Adam were back at home. They sat in front of the TV frantically hammering on the Gamecube controllers.
"Player 3 has entered!"
Ghoul Phil tried to bite Adam, but Adam stopped him, "Phil! There." He placed the controller in his hand.
After some more mad button-bashing between Tom and Adam they stopped suddenly.
"This game's winner is…Samus!"
Adam looked at Tom, "How the hell did he do that?"
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Preview!
Seras: In our next chapter, Master kicks some ass!
Alex: Hey! What about us?
Seras: You're on another convenient wild-goose-chase!
Alex: God bless this uninspired author!
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