"Our subject is a 22 year old male; time of death is approximately 72 hours ago. However, the subject has been mobile up until 12 hours ago. I don't see any real cell deteoration yet. I'm making the first incision," Integra sighed, listening to the doctors in the back room, looking upon them through a glass window. Beside her, stood the chubby bald man. "He was the son of a Noble Italian family attending a local university." He sighed heavily, his pudgy face becoming wrinkled with frustration.
"We have to keep this autopsy quiet." He said, looking over to her.
"You would have thought that his family would have instilled at least some discipline." Her eyes grew hard. "Gentleman doesn't drink other people's blood. Such behavior is reserved for peasants." She gave a small smile over to him, seeing his face pale with disbelief.
"Let's take a look, shall we?" The doctors said, holding the scalpel in his left hand. He reached into the corpse's skin with medical tweezers and quickly pulled out what looked like to be a chip. "We've got one. The chips not functioning correctly though."
"These chips are becoming a problem." She said. Why would anyone want to become a vampire like this? She asked herself in silence.
"Is it possible that these chips are responsible for the heavy vampire activity lately? It could be part of a larger, unseen plan!"
She turned back to him, looking straight into his eyes. "Nothing changes. It doesn't change the Hellsing Organization's missions. Not one bit. It is and always will be, search and destroy." She gave a small smile, remembering when she was scared of those words coming from her own mouth. She was so naive back then, but she's learned over the years. She's learned a great many things, and some were not so good.
She turned and walked away. "I do suppose you will look into the boy's known associates and his whereabouts before the incident?" She smiled, knowing he had none such thought.
"W-we've already begun our investigation." He said with hesitation.
She smirked and started to walk away.
The doctor sighed heavily walking over to wash his hands of the coagulated blood the operation had spilled upon his hands. "Right, stitch up the incisions."
"Sir, isn't the protocol to burn all of the remains?"
"This one doesn't belong to us." He said, wiping his hands of the water. "He's a foreigner. Someone from Rome will be picking up his body later." The doctor opened the door. "Don't worry, we pulled the bug. He won't be a problem."
"Yes sir."
Walter walked upstairs holding the two folders, he knew she wouldn't like it but he had no choice, he knocked on the door and walked inside he walked up to the desk, "sir Integra, I'm afraid I have bad news, the chipped vampire has killed a number of humans, the police have kept it contained for now but soon, the ghouls will break through. Also we've had reports of... well this will explain better." He set down the folder and the envelope from the Iscariot.
"Don't they understand? Once they are tainted they can never return to being human. Ugh, I'm getting a headache. Send in Unit 1, Walter…" She looked to the envelope from the Iscariot. Her eyes hardened and she opened it, reading over the information and throwing down the picture of the Judas Priest. She growled. "Damn the Vatican and their Section XIII Bureau! Damn the Iscariot! How dare they! This is our jurisdiction." She sighed and sat back. She stood and looked to Walter, feeling her head throb with frustration and anger. Did they not think they were capable enough? She read over Alexander's profile and this wasn't good.
Oni awoke as he heard the alarm ring for action unit one to fall in, he sighed wondering what the hell was going on now, he phased though the wall, "I swear I'm going to slice it in so many ways..." he shook his fist in mad rage. Oni sighed and said, "your headache is giving me a headache could you please stop it, what's all the alarm about?"
"Humans creating vampires… Placing chips in their bodies to become one of the undead. One has started an attack and the London police won't be able to hold him back long with the dead police becoming ghouls. They will only overpower them. That's why I am sending in Unit 1, that's what the alarm is, and that is one of the reasons why I have a headache." She gave a slight smile. "I do believe you should go with them, Oni. I'd rather be safe than sorry."
"May God and her Majesty be with you, Amen."
Oni stood for once in his life totally dumbfounded, "chips making vampires? What? Like computer chips? Or chocolate?" He couldn't resist the pun because he was at such a loss, to him a typewriter to him was confusing and to be honest a computer was completely baffling but computer chips making vampires, "artificial vampires? Wow yeah we better shut this one down fast." he nodded and turned away walking into the wall and appearing just outside the hospital knowing the first action unit would be there very soon and he'd let them go in first, he had no intention of fighting a fake vampire created by some human technology.
Integra couldn't help but give a small chuckle but she knew this was no laughing matter. As Oni disappeared as did her smile. She sighed and looked through the window with a stare.
Seras raced from the Military van following Captain Gareth and the rest of the men, holding the gun that Walter had adjusted for her. She walked inside, holding the gun tightly to her chest. She could hear the many painful screams of other men and she tightened her grip. I can do this, she thought to herself, waiting for Capt. Gareth's orders.
Captain Gareth looked to the men and Seras, "alright you four head in, Seras maintain this position and set up your weapon for support, go!" The men rushed forward and gunfire could be heard, then silence, Gareth grabbed his radio, "Report, men report status immediately!" there was only static on the other end. "Seras what's it doing?"
Seras's eyes widened. "Th-they're dead… Sir. All of them." Her eyes narrowed as she looked up to the Captain. She growled and looked back down. They didn't choose to become ghouls, she thought as she saw them rise once again. "NIIIIIIICCK!" The vampire yelled. "He seems to be yelling out someone's name: Nick?" She kept her finger on the trigger. It's only mercy.
Gareth nodded," he was cremated earlier today, he "suddenly all that could heard was a choking sound then nothing.
Seras looked up. "Captain Gara--?" Her eyes widened seeing him fall to the ground in a puddle of his own blood. "N-no… this isn't happening." She stood and turned just in time to see the blade coming straight towards her. Her body jolted as the slim blade shot through her throat. She looked up to see a dark figure, the glare of the cross catching her eye. The pain was overwhelming. She fell to the ground, clenching her fists. It was crippling; what the hell was this? Who the hell was he? She looked up with fire and hatred in her Crimson eyes.
Anderson took a step forward readying another blade, "We are the divine earthly agents of god, let no one oppose us, amen Even with your little human friends your still just a corrupt inhuman monster, Poor Enrico Steveleti's soul is lost, but his mortal remains will at last find peace at the hands of this most sacred blade. Now I will put one more soul to rest." he held his blade before him and thrust it towards the undead before him but suddenly the sound of swift sword movements could be heard and the vampire burst into ash, "how sad these chipped vampires are, Now the undead scum is dead, your job is done priest, go home." Anderson coked an eyebrow, "funny I thought killing undead maggot's whas mah job!"
Oni looked to him, "This place is under the Hellsing organizations protection, now I will warn you one last time, get lost, or ill do to you what I did to that vampire!"
Anderson laughed and said, "if anyone does not love the lord, Jesus Christ let him be accused o lord come amen, The Iscariot agency was ridding the world of trash like you long before the Hellsing agency existed, and ye don't think that the cowardly threats of a pitiful vampire that hides behind the weapons of man can deter a true servant of the lord!" With that he unleashed a whirlwind of papers that were pined to the walls, Oni couldn't help but grit his teeth and fall to his knees the field was unbearable, it hurt so much he wanted to scream but he wouldn't give the paladin the enjoyment, "a barrier? You defile this place!"
Seras looked up, pain visible in her eyes. "Master...?" She closed her eyes coughing out blood that rode up through her throat. She looked away from them, not knowing what would happen. She looked over to see Captain Gareth's body and the blood gathering beneath him; that force came over her again, but it was stronger now. She fought back and pulled the blade from her throat slowly trying not to scream as the blessed blade not only burned the insides of her throat, but burned the palm of her hand and fingers as well. She looked back to Oni as even more pain shot through her chest as the papers were pinned along the wall. It was like she could barely move… Her skin was on fire! She fought the urge to scream, to give that bastard any satisfaction of seeing her in pain.
Integra looked to Walter, worry in her eyes. "We need to get to the hospital. Now." She said walking passed Walter, her sword and gun in hand. The sword that Oni had given her those many years ago and the gun that Walter had given her as well. Both were good weapons and she would most likely use them both if necessary. Oni plus Anderson? Oh, that just sounded bad… With Seras there as well. Her heart raced. She needed to get there… Fast.
Oni stood again pain running through his body, "Seras switch to your secondary power source focus on something physical, anything and the switch will happen automatically you will stop drawing from the energy field naturally occurring in the world and use a build up within you." He did the same he however had no hope of using his... magic as Anderson said. He went for his sword and drew it, "let's go!" He launched towards him with incredible speed, "cuzureyusen!" oni struck Anderson in all nine places tearing huge gashes in his skin and bones. He stood as Anderson fell to the floor, "bastard those little toys of his hurt but once we get out of here..." suddenly seven of the blades went flying for him, he deflected all but two which pinned him to the wall he looked to them and something pulled them out. Oni looked to Anderson as he stood the gashes healing, "A regenerator, a human regenerator?" Anderson laughed as he said, "I take an eye for an eye daemon this technology gods divine gift to fight the daemons of the night." Oni's head fell slowly, shakily a ragged breath coming from him, when he looked up his eyes were a piercing almost glowing gold, "there not a divine gift or any other kind there just sick twisted experiments you sanctimonious pompous, hypocritical dog! Control arc release to level 4!" A dark wave of energy came from him and the papers began to glow, "I don't care about regeneration, if I cut you up enough you'll stay down!" He launched forward with the batoujutsu and battle was begun.
Seras had finally gotten the strength to pull the blade from her throat, tossing it to the floor, cradling her arm and her neck feeling blood trickle between her fingers. She looked to the Captain. It was her fault he was dead. She was supposed to protect him! It was her responsibility. He was dead because of her. She looked towards the gun and took a deep breath, reaching for it. She could barely reach it, but she managed to grab it and pull it towards her.
She closed her eyes, forcing her mind away from the scent of the blood surrounding her, from the pain chewing through her strength. She gripped the gun tightly and forced herself to stand, holding her finger over the trigger. "Bastard." She growled, leaning against the wall.
Oni hit him at the same time Seras's bullet did, he watched as it ripped through him, as did his blade but he caught his blade between his two and cross slashed the blade and then swinging around with enormous speed. he moved out of the way but his blade wasn't so lucky, it was snapped in two, and the piece spun and hit the floor Andersons blades shattered as well, oni looked down to the blade with stunned amazement. He sacrificed both his blades to destroy mine; impossible this was the legendary nagisome kotetsu, impossible to break. Anderson looked to him drawing two more, "Prepare yourself demon, now that your blade is broken you should run, oh wait you can't your to weak and my barrier prevents it!" he laughed a madman's laugh as oni picked up the other half even though it made his hand steam he looked to Anderson his eyes now completely black and reflective, "I, follow the code of the samurai, and retreating from an enemy in front of you ISN'T AN OPTION!"
"That's enough, Paladin Alexander Anderson..." Another voice came from the darkness. Integra stepped forward, holding both her own sword and a dangerous and almost deadly glare to her eyes. Her shadow fell over them from the moonlight of the window behind her. "Now that Enrico Stivolloti has been silenced, your mission in our country has come to an end." She took another threatening step forward, the stance and tone of her voice showing the anger and rage infused in her soul. "Your business has been concluded. Your job is done here." She looked right into Anderson's eyes. "You've already exceeded your authority, and you will be punished for that today!" She threw a paper towards him.
"That is new orders from the Arch Bishop. You are to return to the Vatican immediately, not if's, and's, or but's about it... You will leave by the Good Graces of Her Majesty." She clenched her fists, fighting an inner feeling to swipe his head off herself. "Goodbye, Anderson." She said, the threatening tone heightening with detestation.
Oni glared at Integra, his voice completely changed into one that would send nearly any human running for their lives, "Were not done here, you'll sit quietly and wait wont you sir Integra he turned to the priest before him cold rage emanating from him "were not done here, ill see you dead priest! Kiten kimbu rokuren!" he launched at the paladin.
Integra pulled back at the gun and shot a single bullet at the feet of Oni. "ONI!" She yelled, which ran through the entire hospital reverberating through the walls and off the stone. "I SAID STOP!" She knew Oni was angry, full of rage and hatred. She could feel it, but now was NOT the time. She stepped forward once again, pulling back the hammer. "Next time, I won't miss." She then pointed the gun towards the Paladin. "You have your orders... Leave; before I change my mind and let Oni rip you to pieces bone from bone. If I see you again, I will not hesitate to do such a thing. I do hope you understand."
Anderson looked to the note, and it was authentic, "your life was spared this time vampire." He turned and walked away, oni glared at him, "and so was yours." He looked to Integra furious she had stopped them he dropped the piece of broken blade and sheathed what was left of his sword, "why... why did you stop me from killing him he broke my sword, he attacked Seras and killed one of your commanders! So tell me why Integra? Why did you stop me?" His left hand straightened and then formed into a loose fist before slamming it into his face between his eyebrows, blood trickled down his hand and his face but when he removed them they were blue once again, "I would like to know that very much that I would, but it can wait, Seras lets go he turned and started walking for the exit his walk slow measured and heavy his head still down but he was walking away leaving the broken piece of his sword behind, this barrier was still burning through him.
Integra watched him closely, watching him and Seras walk out behind him. She walked over and ripped one of the barriers from the wall. She turned holstered the gun, sheathed the sword and followed behind -- her own eyes still filled with cold fire that tore away at her soul. The treaty could not be broken; though it probably had already. She didn't want it to go any further for more than one reason.
The nightly wind threw her hair into her face as she eyed the back of Oni as he walked off. He could be angry all he wished. She had really never seen him a servant to her, and she hated saying it, even thinking it, but she was HIS Master. She sighed heavily. Gareth was dead along with many of the soldiers.
Oni made it back to the Hellsing organization, and he had to fly most the way there. Until he got far enough from the field and he finally was able to use his abilities. he appeared in his room and looked to the bucket and picked up the packet draining it instantly he could still feel the burning he looked to his sword as he took it off, he set it on the table and sighed, he couldn't believe it, that bastard had broken his sword, his thousand year old sword, and a nagisome kotetsu at that." he would have to find another, he doubted there were any sword smiths left in the world as there were a thousand years ago, to find one with the sword smiths spirit would be... well a miracle, and his new sword would have to far surpass his first one, how could he possibly do that? All in all this was the worst night he had ever had in a very long time.
Seras had without hesitation walked into her own room; she could feel the tension in the air. It was almost like she could take a bit out of it. Her throat was hurting badly; as was her hand but she would not say anything right now. She didn't want to bug anyone. She walked towards the bucket of blood, passing it completely and laid down in the coffin bed, letting the darkness run over her skin as it closed.
Integra arrived not long after, walking into the lobby with her head down and her fists clenched. She walked into her office without a word to say to anyone. She closed the door of the office and walked over to her desk with a huge and heavy sigh. She placed the sword back down on the desk and kept the gun in the holster. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs as her hair fell into her eyes. If Oni wanted to know so badly, she'd tell him... later. Now, she had work to do and she was sure he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone… it was best to leave him alone for now.