"Beta Squad, this is Alpha Squad." Addressed Captain Harland speaking through the radio. "The first batch of captives have been secured. We're coming at you from the front entrance. Let us through."
"Alpha, this is Beta. Roger that." Answered a voice on the other side of the speaker.
As Harland and her team made it to the front entrance, light shined through the glass doors, illuminating the decimated remains of the lobby. Blood stained tile and carpet littered with corpses became clear in what was once a dark room as the power was shut off. Some of the captives screamed as what they were walking in came to light, only to be reassured by the soldiers that they were going to be safe.
"You're alright." Said Charlotte. "You're almost out of here. Promise."
Harland stepped out first, prompting Beta Squad to lower their guns. Some of them turned the safety on and came to assist the victims, helping them walk toward the transport truck. They would all be rushed to H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. headquarters for medical treatment immediately. One by one, they filed in with their tattered clothes and tired, frightened faces. Children and teens were given first aid on the spot; the youngest of the group being only eight years old. While most of them only sustained minor injuries and from slight malnutrition, all of them would need serious counseling. As the soldiers closed the back doors on the truck, Harland shook her head.
"Damn it…" she muttered under her breath with a scowl. Her squad simply watched her for a moment as she recomposed herself.
"Alpha Squad: get ready to go back in for a final sweep!" she instructed. "Fifteen minutes!"
"Yes ma'am!" her team answered, scattering momentarily in order to get ready.
They restocked their ammunition supply and checked their weapons. Amelie took off her belt to put more shotgun shells in its holsters and Charlotte reloaded the magazines for her Hellsing ARMS Anti-Midian rifle. It was standard issue for soldiers who could handle the recoil. Not even Brasher, the brawniest of their group carried one around.
"Ow!" shouted Amelie, putting her gun down and grasping at her finger. When she looked at it again, she discovered that there was a hole in her glove. Now, given the fact that she werewolf, she had to wear gloves at all times when using H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. weapons, especially given the fact that her weapon of choice just so happened to require her to touch individual bullet; all of which were coated with silver.
The girl took off her glove and looked at the injury. The tip of her finger was reddened with a light burn. Out of habit, she found herself licking at it prompting the attention of her vampiric companion. Charlotte reached into one of the pockets on her shirt, pulling out some medical tape.
"Here." She said, holding out a hand, which Amelie took without question. Once she had it, Charlotte began wrapping the other girl's finger before tearing the tape and finishing it up, placing a small kiss on the injury and causing a small blush to appear on Amelie's face.
"Thanks." Said the lycanthrope.
"No problem. You can use my gloves, if you want." Answered Charlotte.
"Non, your hands are too big." Her girlfriend replied. She simply put her gloves back on, carefully picking the shell up again. "The tape keeps it from touching me." Amelie added before putting it in her gun.
"Okay. Just be careful." The vampire answered. "We'll need to get you another pair when we get back."
"Hope I don't forget…"
"Alright people! Time to rock 'n roll! Alpha Squad, we're going in for a final sweep!" called Harland, gaining the attention of her team. The vampire, werewolf, and Grant and Brasher all followed her toward the door, only to stop when it opened. All soldiers pointed their guns, only to see Huckabee standing there, holding his hands up.
"Wait! Don't shoot!" he shouted. "We've got the rest of the captives!"
"Get them to transport!" instructed the captain. "Treat the kids and get them out of here!"
"Yes ma'am!" answered Huckabee, leading both his team and the victims safely out of the building. At least, most of them. As she watched them file out, Harland's eyes narrowed.
"Where's Denzil and blondie?" she asked, part of her already knowing the answer. Huckabee froze momentarily, glancing back at her. He then ushered for the others in his team to go on while he addressed his captain.
"W-well, y'see…" He began. "Denzil… Denzil is…"
"He's dead, isn't he?"
"Yes, ma'am…" the man answered, lowering his head. There was a hint of sadness in the woman's voice, almost distracting him from the fact that his own shook. Silence ensued before Harland took a deep breath.
"And the demon?" she asked, finally.
"Agent Macken volunteered to stay with him." Huckabee replied. "He was accidentally shot in the shoulder with one of our rounds, and needed to regenerate. He said he'd take care of Denzil… He was bitten by a vampire…"
"You had the demon keep Denzil from becoming a ghoul?"
"Y-yes, ma'am…"
"I see…" the captain trailed off, her eyes lazily wandering toward the entrance of the theater again. A heavy silence ensued as she thought for a moment. Eventually, a sigh escaped her lips.
"I suppose we'll have to go get him…" she said, raising her weapon before turning to her squad. "This mission isn't over yet!" she declared. "We've still got to sweep the place clean, and recover Denzil's remains. Let's move!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Alpha squad replied. The troops stormed back into the building, their boots thumping against the floor as they did so. Even if they were almost done, and even though they were greeted with unfortunate news, they still had a job to do. They were H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G; and they were to search and destroy.
A/N: Ooh, I haven't written a chapter that was only in the triple-digit word-count in a while...
I just couldn't think of anything else.
It's late and I'm not running on a lot of sleep, y'see...
Probably affected the quality of the chapter, too, but oh, well...
This whole "going to school" thing kinda sucks, y'know?
Question?
"YET HATE-SEMPAII! Do you think a DLT Tumblr blog could ever be reality? I think that would be amazing" by Auraheart
Possibly. At the moment, that's kinda my tumblr, I guess? Eh, if somebody wants to get on that then by all means... We've already got RPers on Tumblr and stuff as well...
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
CHARACTER SHET
Question: "Question for Alois- I remembered that you said you don't like to read because it's boring, and didn't have enough pictures and things like that, but my question is, have you ever tried manga?" by BlazeingEcho
Alois' Answer: "I have no idea what that is..."
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Question: "And to Revy: There someone you like yet?" ChiraSomes
Revy's Answer: "Not really. I don't really care about that stuff."
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Question: "For anyone that knows: do demons still grow? As in, can they get taller, gain/loose weight, or anything like that?" by Guest
Miranda's Answer: "WELL, demons really don't grow, age, or any of that. If they want to, they would have to shape-shift, which is what Ciel and Alois do. They're currently taking on the form of young adults, approximately in the age 18-20 range. (Pretty sure Ciel is trying to be taller than Alois. I'm not sure if Alois has noticed yet though. Sir Phantomhive is pretty sneaky.) Sebastian doesn't do this, and has not changed physically in the slightest since recording began.
Right now, however, we know that Luka does age and such. We theorize that it's due to the fact that he has yet to consume a human soul. We've been monitoring his growth very closely, and it would appear that as time goes on he starts to grow taller, and his horns grow as well. He's starting to develop a tail, too. It's really stubby and cute right now! He currently looks to be around ten years of age, and his mental development matches this in return. He's really like an ordinary human child except for a few anatomical differences. He also seems to be lacking in socialization with other children. We hope to somehow fix this in the future, but it's difficult to arrange, for obvious reasons..."
