"Defending God, our Country, and our queen our brave soldiers fell while in service to Sir Integra." The rain fell like tears from the sky. Integra's face was covered with a black veil. Though they had lost less than expected, it was still upsetting. "All Praise, to these, our fallen brothers." She looked over the graves with saddened eyes as she stood before them, the raining soaking every single part of her and she didn't care. She looked back over her shoulder seeing crying women, crying children. "...This is all my fault." She whispered and turned, starting to walk towards the car where Seras and the others were waiting for her. She closed her eyes and got into the car, silent. She could feel the eyes of their families...
Oni stood with Integra on the hill and before he turned he extended his hand towards the graves, "in Velin's name, from the stars we came to the stars we go from now throughout time." He turned and followed Integra back angry that he wasn't able to do more save more. He could feel everything around him and it almost made him weep. Today would be a long day.
Integra sighed and slowly got out of the car as they arrived back at the mansion. The mess had been cleaned up; well, mostly. She could still smell the scent of death and that was what bothered her the most. She pulled off the veil and placed it on her desk as she got into her office. She sighed, the piles of paperwork six feet high... Literally. This would be a LONG day, one of the longest and worst in a long time. She was angry at herself; these men died… protecting her and those good-for-nothing knights. Men died for them, and they didn't even show at their funerals. She clenched her fists, no… they went to the Queen and told her truths and lies about what happened. "Men... God, I hate them." She said.
Oni helped with the cleanup and repair as far as the bigger stuff went, he hauled in entire truckloads of granite wood and metal supports to the amazement of the classified crews, they signed the equivalent of a nondisclosure agreement, so everything was fine. Helping fix things helped him take his mind off of the mess.
Walter stepped into Integra's office, "I have the reports here sir Integra, "out of the 150 men 30 were killed, 12 were injured and out of those 7 will be returning in under two weeks, Intelligence is completely determined and concentrating all its resources on the valentine brothers, oni gave them some useful information that should help them. The rest of the Hellsing troops are ready for duty.
She turned towards him. "...What is Ferguson's condition?" She looked into his eyes.
Walter turned to her, "Ferguson was one of the ones injured, but he will be ready for duty in 2 days time."
She nodded. "Thank you, Walter. Maintain the situation and make sure nothing is overlooked. Please." She said and turned to grab the mail when a letter fell in front of her. Her eyes widened and she looked back up to Walter. "It's from the Iscariot organization..." She clenched her fists around it tightly and closed her eyes for a moment. What the hell did they want now? The peace between them was broken the last time… and it would never be restored.
To the most worthy Sir Integra Wingates Hellsing,
As a prelude to the approaching autumn season, a little outing to the small gallery is perhaps in order. She quickly grabbed one of the daggers she hid in the desk and threw it through the letter. "Bastards…" She growled.
Integra threw herself up, grabbing the sword that was beside the doorway and without another word she walked outside towards the car. She placed the sword at her side and closed the door behind her as she sat into the car. She nodded to the driver; he already knew where he was to go. She closed her eyes with a sigh, wondering what exactly would happen and what that Bastard would do. The Treaty had already been washed out by Anderson's little fiasco and she was sure he paid for that dearly. This would be very interesting and probably very annoying. Maxwell had those beady little eyes that made her want to slap him to death almost. She hated him and she knew that he knew she hated him. She gave a small little smile and waited to arrive.
They arrived quickly than she thought but she walked out, still holding the sword in her tight, white fisted hands and walked towards the Gallery. She looked up to see the sky through the glass ceiling and over the many paintings and other beautiful things among her. She'd keep her hand on the sword at all times, not only had Oni taught her swordsmanship, she also learned not to trust anyone such as him. She kept this at her side as a warning...
Enrico Maxwell stood as Father Renaldo opened the door he looked to the gallery knowing this would be a wonderful day. he walked towards sir Integra a slight smirk on his face, "my apologies, for keeping you waiting" he extended his hand and when Integra did not move he said, "Very well if your too upset for pleasantry's." Integra spoke not moving once, "Enrico Maxwell head of the Vatican's special section 13 the Iscariot organization, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Maxwell smiled a hand on his glasses, "I'm here to offer my condolences to you and your organization 35 dead in the line of duty and another 17 injured, correct?" at this Integra turned sharply on her heel towards Enrico, "Rumor has it that a rather brash attack has left your organization weakened to the point of collapse." Enrico raised the yellow roses, "I come today with my sword sheathed, Sir Integra."
She couldn't help but smile, tightening her fist around her own sheathed sword. She looked into his eyes, anger building within her. "Oh, shut up!" She yelled, cutting the flowers in half. They flew across the floor as she re-sheathed the sword. She stepped forward, her eyes closed. "Your people have already shattered the peace between us. You sent Mr. Anderson to attack us and he has slain one of my BEST men. Don't pretend you've forgotten for we certainly haven't."
She opened her eyes slowly to look up into his. "I won't indulge in this ridiculous sense of civility. Now...Get out… of my country." Her tone was vicious.
Father Renaldo went for his sword but Enrico put his hand out stopping him, he stepped forward on the flowers, "Or you'll what? I offered you our kindness but you insist we must be cruel, so just shut up and pay attention, father Renaldo." at this the man pulled up a vial of green solution containing a freak chip within, the insignia of section 13 was on the front, "recently we've had a bug infestation spreading within terminal Rome, though our laborious research we have determined that these chips have come from England, but because your sad little clubhouse is in such disarray this infestation goes unchecked and now your bug problem becomes our bug problem. make no mistake we have as little regard for your Hellsing organization as we do for the vampire filth we obliterate however if you insist upon showing such disrespect to the Vatican section 13 we will not hesitate to wipe you your organization and your pathetic vampire program off the face of the earth, to be honest the only way that your little clubs injuries weren't worse was because of your little pet! Do you understand you squealing English sow?"
Integra looked into his eyes, debating on whether to... do it herself, or... She smiled wider and wider, waiting for his entrance.
Suddenly oni stepped from behind Integra a broad smile on his face, "You morons haven't changed your tune for as long as I've been alive, don't you get tired of your own bullshit?" Maxwell stepped back muttering, "Nosferatu … oni?" Before anything else could happen oni moved in a blur grabbing Maxwell by the ponytail and whipping him around like a lasso. Father Renaldo grabbed up his sword and oni laughed, "What are you going to do with that blessed piece of scrap? You think you'll be able to defeat my sword or my swordsmanship? I have the only sword ever made that could surpass the ewasimono nagisome kotetsu!" He let Maxwell go flying head first into a wall, he was careful not to ruin any of the art; he drew his sword and pointed it towards the man in a stance for the cuzureyusen.
Integra couldn't help but give a small smile, seeing Maxwell's head hit the wall. He would have a headache, for... a long time. She stepped forward and placed a hand on Oni's shoulder. "...No more rides tonight." She smiled. She looked up to Father Renaldo, then over to Maxwell. "Pick up your men, and as I said… Leave my country, or I will certainly allow him to finish what he has already amusingly started." Her eyes were hard and serious.
Seras looked to the car, her eyes narrowing and growing red. She held her newest toy in her hands and smiled, wondering what it could actually do in this situation. She took a deep breath, knowing she'd have to fire soon before he got away. She growled and held the staff tightly, aiming and firing. The water shot through the air, compounding with the rain water that fell from the sky. It rushed through the car, but the vampire jumped out right before it blew up. "Bastard!" She yelled, jumping from her hiding spot, collapsing the staff and started after him into the subway.
Enrico was furious as he stood "you dead heathen of a man," oni sighed pulling up his hydro lance and fired shattering the father's sword, he approached Maxwell, "yes o I'm a terrible person because I don't accept your god on your terms for your reasons for you and for your church therefore I'm a terrible heathen that must be converted because I'm different, I have had it with your intolerant bullshit your as blind as the rest of them, earthly agents of god you say, divine punishment you say, well I say there is only one person who has ever seen who I truly am and has lived to see the morning, She is behind me You are in front of me, If you value your lives... BE SOMEWHERE ELSE!" He picked Maxwell up by the throat and held him up slamming him to the wall, "you blind stupid arrogant pigheaded self righteous Judas blinded freak! You tell everyone your better than them, well guess what, you're not your just a blind little man that cant see past his own glasses, you don't have any right to tell people how to live their lives when you are the worst of all."
Integra looked to him for a moment and blinked. She stepped forward once again. "Put him down… He is not worth it, he is exactly what you say, Oni. Do not waste your breath. Neither will I. The treaty, as of now, is officially disbanded… It will no longer exist. I never want to see your face here, or... An--…" Three bells sounded and Integra looked up.
"Captain Hook is moving to engage, tiger lily and the lost boys..." She growled with hatred.
"Maxwell, you didn't!" She roared.
Maxwell smiled as oni threw him to the floor with enough force to make the floor splinter, "things being as they are you bettered hurry. This may be the end of you all." Integra turned and walked out oni sighed, "any more peter pan analogy's and I'm going to be sick. Your going to regret sending him because after tonight your going to be down one paladin." With that he disappeared.