Welcome to the second chapter of this story, this is my first story so please forgive any mistakes I make
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I also have updated the first chapter.
London, England - Present Day
"My name is Walter. Sir Hellsing is busy for the moment you will be seen momentarily. May I show you to your rooms?" I reply, "Sure show the way." He starts walking up the stairs and I follow him. I say, "So, Disney, what's the vampire problem here like?" There was a slight pause before Walter turned around and whispers, "What did you just call me?" I grin and say, "Disney, you know Walter, Walt, Walt Disney, Disney." (Very long pause) "You know a nickname." I say. Walter ponders on his new nickname and says, "Interesting," turns around, "do you give out nicknames to everyone?" I reply, "Just about, there are a few exceptions, and those exceptions are usually called sir or mam." Walter shot back, "If I may ask why do you give out nicknames? It must annoy quite a few people?" I grinned again and said, "It annoys a lot of people but it make me stick out in some people's memory," we reach my room, "lets just say that I had stayed silent as you showed me my room. You probably would have forgotten what you had done in five minutes because you have done it a thousand times before. However, you will always remember showing me to my rooms, if for nothing else then giving you a stupid nickname like Disney."
Las Vegas, Nevada - 2 years ago
A couple of girls were already being fed on, discreetly so as not to alarm the others. A few vampires were getting there moneys worth out of the girls before feeding on them. There were a couple of guards near the elevator but they were enjoying the view too much to pay attention to there jobs. I stroll in raise both my shotguns and blow the heads off the guards. I didn't care if they were human or vampire they shouldn't have been enjoying this view. as the bodies fell they turned into dust. I jerk both my hands forward, pushing the lever forward as a shell was ejected and another one but into the breech. There was a second of shock as the vamps and the girls were still trying to comprehend what was happening. Then the second was over the vamps started pulling guns and blades out and running towards me. I pull the triggers again and another two vampires bite the dust. The girls are screaming, the vamps begin shooting, and I find cover with an overturned table. I look around the room and see a mirror, one of those with the ornate fake gold frames. I see a guy is creeping up to the table. I take a shotgun and using the mirror to aim send the vamp to the hell he belongs. Then I hear a voice shouting over the din, "Work together you fucking cratons." Well, now at least I know how where these guys are from. I think about what to do. Then I figure something out. I put away my shotguns and start pushing the table. The bullets keep on clanging into the table. I keep on pushing forward until a blade touched my neck. A voice with cockney accent whispers in my ear, "We are going to kill you so slowly you will be begging for death before we let you die."