Alucard lay quietly in his coffin and listened to Walter bantering with some nameless soldier. He didn't see the purpose of both of them being on this mission. Go with the butler to Poland and destroy the artificial vampire research project, Arthur had said. The vampire would have rolled his eyes had they been open.

Either the Angel of Death was strong enough to do things himself, or he wasn't. If he wasn't, Alucard could handle things on his own. Why send the two of them when that left Hellsing unprotected?

The vampire smirked in the darkness and reconsidered his complaint. How convenient it would be if Arthur were killed while they were away. Fewer than fifty years of service in exchange for the additional power the Hellsings had given him.

Power.

Alucard's grin spread. He was going to kill those who thought to make vampires for their own ends with the teenage Angel of Death?

Not good enough.

He would humiliate them, crush them, destroy them in every way including self-respect.

Inside the coffin, the long frame of the vampire shrank and changed.

Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill took over the slaughter