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Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or any of its characters. However, I do own Eternity, Ryuuzaki Wataru and any other original characters, so I ask you kindly not to steal them, please.

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Chapter 1: Prelude to Disaster

Sitting on an armchair before a large window on the third floor of the mansion, Nosferatu Alucard eyed the new Hellsing recruits with a bit of contempt and mild amusement. The Flying Geese, were they called? Or maybe it was the Wild Geese. No Matter. They could be the Canadian Geese for all he cared.

The captain of the group, Pip Bernadette--Alucard heard Seras call him that--appeared to be doubtful of Seras' abilities, and was laughing like an idiot with his men at the mere idea of being trained by a female.

Alucard briefly considered going down there to give the incompetent fools a scare, but dismissed the thought. Seras had already knocked out Bernadette with a flick of her fingers. Oh, he was proud of his fledgling, very much so. He would really start paying more attention to her if she would just start drinking some damn blood.

The Nosferatu watched with a new interest, however, when Walter entered the scene. The butler was speaking to Seras now. Although Alucard did not make a habit of reading lips, he caught the unmistakable words 'a mission', 'vampire attacks', 'silence' and 'with Alucard' being spoken.

Grinning, Alucard rose from his seat and made his way down to the training field in the form of a mist. Oh, yes, he was happy. Things had been getting too quiet, too boring for his liking in the Hellsing Mansion lately. It was time for some action.

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Walter C. Dolnez smiled upon feeling the all-too-familiar presence of his old war buddy approaching him. Alucard's lip-reading skills were unpracticed, but impressive nevertheless.

"Good evening, Alucard," he said as Alucard began to materialize into his humanoid form from a shapeless mist. His smile grew with the shouts of surprise from the Wild Geese, and he could see Alucard's characteristic grin widen by a few fangs.

"Good evening, Walter. Is their a new mission?" Alucard asked, straight to the point.

"There is. But sadly, it is not a very promising one," Walter replied. "Sir Integra commands that you silence a Class C vampire and a small army of ghouls at Warehouse 4 of Central London."

Alucard glanced at the still dimly lit half-moon appearing from behind a dark cloud.

"It's better than having nothing to do but scare geese. Police girl, get yourself a rifle and come on..."

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Well, did you like it? ...I suppose there isn't much to like, is there?

I apologize for the shortness of this chapter. I assure you the next one will be longer.

I appreciate reviews and constructive criticism...

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