It took a while before Alois got a message back on the matter of what project should he focus his attention on, as the town had to decide what should be on his list of agendas. They held several meetings at the church, as The Wolf's Glen Café couldn't hold all of the attendees. Most of them wanted materials to fix things themselves, as none of them were certain that they could count on H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. to actually help them perform the repairs. Thus, they complied a list of things that needed fixed and things that they thought that they needed for the job.

Naturally, the residents observed the notices posted all over the township, informing that H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. now permits for them to work out in the open on bettering the neighbourhood. Flyers had been left at all three of the big locations in town to be handed out, and according to the staff of each one, they were left by a young man with a blonde hair and a cat-like face. They all confirmed that it was "The Lion" who came by and left them. It was only expected that they all wanted to get started right away.

Alas, Alois was only one person. He could only do so much at once. Once he got the list back, he found himself blind-sided by all of the things he needed to attend to, but despite this, he still had a job to do. The Lion could not fail to deliver. The church had leaks in the roof, and there were holes in walls that needed to be filled. Doors needed replacing and windows were cracked. Some people simply wanted the place to look "nicer" and electricity was also a priority.

In the end, the Macken had to call upon Sir Integra, and the quartet of officials on the matter gathered to discuss. Jim Macken, Ciel Phantomhive, Integra Hellsing, and Elizabeth Hellsing all gathered in a room and talked about how they were going to approach this. Mostly, Alois just sat and listened, as he hadn't the slightest idea what on earth the others were talking about half of the time. Fortunately, he was able to get the gist of things.

It was a risk, but they decided that the best option was oddly to make a big racket about it. It worked when Alois worked on the library, so they had something to base their decision on. First, the announcement that H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. engineers would be going around the neighbourhood and hooking up electricity was spread, informing the residents of the supernatural zone of what was going to happen. They were not permitted to show up with weapons. They were not permitted to speak to the residents unless they were asking for information to would help them complete the task more efficiently. This made the locals immensely frightened during the ordeal. Some opted to stay with friends whose houses haven't been up for wiring until the workmen left.

The special zone was set up into ten sectors, labeled "A" through "K". By the time one third of them was complete, the town was confused by the lack of negative action taken against them thus far. They hadn't expected this, but the notice that was passed around was in fact signed by "The Lion", so he must have somehow ordered them to not take violent measures. More and more questions about the blonde swirled around, but the residents weren't unhappy with this turn of events.

Some said that he had bought the land that the special zone was set on, as well as the soldiers occupying it. Others theorized that he really was in league with H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. and the watchdog, and wanted to trick them. Until one third of the city had power, the residents suffered from unrest. This was because until one third of the city had power, the lion did not return to the town unless it was for his usual donations, or to deliver more notices.

A few days before it actually happened, he announced that he was coming back to launch something big via his usual methods. He said that he needed the help of anyone he could, as he was coming with supplies to fix things, but didn't have the people to do actually do it. Alois was to start in A-block and make his way through the city, doing everything on the list until he was done and needed the zone-dwellers to make him another one. He made sure to inform them purposefully beforehand, because when he came into town, he came in a large, green, military truck.

It rolled down the street and stopped right in the middle of A-block, forcing the locals to run and hide. A military truck with the Hellsing family crest on it was always bad news. There were no soldiers on it, however. Instead, there were only two people: Sebastian, and Alois. The two hopped out of the vehicle, casually walking around to the back of it in order to open it up. Once they did, they started unloading materials designated for A-block onto the street.

Stacks of lumber, tools, paint, plaster… and everything else that they asked for. When that was done, Alois looked for some people to help him get to work, opting to use the megaphone, rather than knock on doors. He climbed up to the top of the stack of wood, turning on the megaphone and taking a deep breath.

"Citizens of the Special Supernatural Zone: It's me; The Lion. Just as I promised, I brought you what you asked for. The truck is empty. All you have to do is come out and take it!" Alois informed, the sound of his voice echoing throughout the silent streets.

Minutes passed… One, two, three… On the fourth minute, a door opened, prompting the attention of the menace. A warm, radiant smile graced his face as a familiar face stepped out to greet him.

It was the old man who ran the library. Soon after, the others who had helped him before came out, too, making a beeline toward the pile. The elf known as "Tegwen" was the first to reach the menace, quickening her pace to a light jog.

"So what's first?" she asked, looking up at him from where he stood on the pile. Alois hopped down to join her on the concrete, and set the megaphone on top of the wood he came down from.

"Whatever you want." Alois answered. "Whatever you guys think you should fix first, go for it!" A sense of sureness crossed the elf's face with those words, seeming to ignite a fire in her eyes.

"Let's see what you've got, and we'll see what we can do with it." Tegwen stated, gesturing for the others to look through the neat piles of materials for things they can use. First thing that struck their fancy were the buckets and buckets of paint, and dozens of brushes and rollers next to them. Looking to the menace one last time, they silently asked for permission to use them.

"Go ahead." He said. "It's all yours."

With that, they all smiled, and they started looking at the colours they had before looking at the surrounding buildings. For a while, they debated on which one to paint what, before they finally decided and opened the bucket and poured it into the tray. Heads started peeking through the windows, wondering what in blazes they were doing while they hauled their paint, their rollers, and their brushes over to the first building, and started to change the colour.

Large patches of forest green appeared on the outer walls, and the group started having a good time again. More curious onlookers came out of their houses, hoping to get a better glimpse of what was going on. When they were spotted by the menace, they froze, debating on running away again before the man spoke.

"Well, come on, then." The menace called out to them, waving them over. "This place isn't going to fix itself. Grab something!"

"Why are you doing this?" asked one of the residents. "You're with them, aren't you? Why are you really doing this?"

"I was in a similar situation, once." Alois began, crossing his arms as he watched some of the residents paint. "Only difference is, your place is actually nicer. I'm helping because I would have wanted someone to do the same for me. Since I can, I will. That's all there is."

"But… H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G…"

"H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. isn't here." Interrupted the menace. "I only borrowed the truck. Now, are you gonna stand there, or are you gonna make this place shine like you want it to?"

Others began approaching the piles, and soon the sounds of construction filled the entire nearby vicinity. People took things into their homes, fixing them so that they could be inhabited. Some went into the library and borrowed books on how to build things and fix things. Sometimes, one of them would read the instructions while others put things together. Plaster was mixed, filling holes in walls, and rotting wood was replaced from stairs, floors, and everything else that they could manage. Buildings were painted, and windows and doors were replaced. They even went as far as to mix concrete in order to fill in potholes in the streets, and cracks in sidewalks.

People from other sectors flocked to help out. Supernaturals of all races and ages came to join in the repairing of A-block. Vampires even came out in the sun, buying shade gel to protect their skin, or simply covering every inch of it by bundling up. The area was looking absurdly lively as the residents worked as hard as they could on making their home outstanding.

Alois hardly had to do anything. Mostly, he sat on the back of the truck when he wasn't working. Occasionally, he or Sebastian would answer questions—mostly about whether or not the residents could use materials to spruce things up and decorate with. That was mostly it, however, other than carrying or moving something that the others couldn't with their absurd strength, of course. Sebastian talked on the phone with Sir Hellsing, leaving Alois to tend to the others.

He hopped off the truck and went walking around, looking at how things were progressing. He was extremely impressed with how well the community took to organizing themselves. Everything was looking quite nice. He even found people out in the street building furniture to put in houses. Some of them were simple, while others had elaborate carvings in them. It was really incredible how skillful these people were.

Occasionally, people would wave to him, smiling or offering him praise. The poor blonde hardly knew how to react to it all. It wasn't exactly as though he were used to this kind of attention. He really didn't expect everything to be going this smoothly! The Macken had really anticipated more of a fight or some serious backlash, but there was hardly anything of the sort on this day, at least.

As the day came to a close, there was still a pile of unused materials left in the street, but they weren't done yet, even though they had all made some outstanding progress. Alois would come back the next day to continue, only neglecting to come the day after because of school. He did come back after his lessons were done to see how things were faring while the residents worked unsupervised, and block A was almost done!

People continued to work, however. They wanted the place to look nice. They pooled together money to plant flowers, and continued to paint buildings until they either covered the dull grey or ran out of paint—whichever came first. The supernaturals exhausted all of the materials, not letting a single thing go to waste, as the menace promised that he would provide more for the next block, and he hadn't failed to keep a promise yet.

One thing he did notice, however, was a common theme in decorations that he hadn't expected. He wasn't sure whether to feel flattered, or baffled by it all. There were lions everywhere. Wood carvings sat over doorways, and there was even a large mural on the side of one of the buildings of one, too. They were carved into furniture, and when the scraps got too small, people started carving small figures out of them. In a matter of weeks, Alois had become a legendary figure to the special zone.

Over the next few months or so, he didn't even have to stay to provide instruction. All he had to do was show up with a truck of supplies to one of the blocks, and unload the contents. The resident supernaturals took care of the rest without being told what to do. They even returned tools to him out of respect, but he let them keep some of them, while using the rest on the next location until they were too worn. He wanted them to make things. He wanted them to fix things. He wanted them to have the ability to keep their home inhabitable.

That was "The Lion". He was generous. He was honest. He was everything that the supernatural zone wanted and needed. That said, there was skepticism from some. Others thought that he was too good to be true. No man who rolls into town in a H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. truck was good news, so why would the blonde be an exception?

For now, though, things were peaceful despite the slight anxiety the man received whenever someone patted him on the back. He didn't think he would ever get used to it. It would be a long time before he did, at least. Still, he sincerely got a sense of fulfillment from his actions. That was all that really mattered to him, for now.


A/N: Y'all are only getting this because of an unexpected double-post.

It is four a.m.

I am dying probably?

I'm hungry...

Until the next chapter, my duckies~!