Integra sighed as she watched over the newest ones that wished to come into the Hellsing Organization. It's not like she had a choice, though. Due to the attack, she had lost some of her best troops. It was now time to make up for those lost in any means necessary. She watched them closely, watching their reactions to certain things and such. They were all pretty good shots, she knew that much.
It was a cloudy day on the Hellsing training grounds, they had set up a test facility for the new solders, Ferguson stood on a platform overlooking the maze, "There are 74 candidates up for membership, times being what they are we've extended our force to foreign specialists with good reference as well as the usual S.A.S. and d-11 crowd."
She smiled over to him. "I trust you…" She turned away. "Keep it up." She waved and started down the stairs with a sigh. The sound of gunfire made her anxious, but... she had to deal with it. She looked to Walter as he stood beside the car.
"Sir Integra." He took a step forward. "We've got a report from one of our Embassy men. They found a factory in Hong Kong that has been producing quantities of the freak chip. The Hong Kong police had conducted a small investigation into the matter, but the whole thing was destroyed later, including any possible evidence."
She sighed, turning towards him. "Once again... We are blocked from interfering and helping." She turned to Walter, seeing the look on his face.
"Allowing Heathens and Atheists membership into our honorable organization. Such a thing has no precedent in the family, but I do understand we have no choice in the matter."
Integra turned back towards the maze. "Even drawing soldiers from the S.A.S., we won't acquire many skilled soldiers worthy of our trust. However," she hated saying this. "But at the present time, assured force is more important than trust."
"Yes, Sir Integra." He bowed and she gave a short, second-lasting smile. "I hope at the least, this group will be strong enough to not become ghouls. We don't need more trouble than we already have." She said, getting into the car.
"I'll see to it personally." Walter said, closing his eyes.
"Thank you, Walter." She said as she drove off.
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Integra sighed, walking back to her office. Those knights, those idiots… Fools, Ugh… I have a headache, she thought to herself. She walked into her office and sat behind her desk. She laid her head back and turned around to look out the window. She had tons of paperwork, tons, tons, tons and more tons. This was going to be a long day.
"Alright, group 7. Let's move onto you, lot." Seras looked over the many faces. "As you heard in the briefing, you encounter threatening targets, shoot only for the head. Other parts of the target will not be counted. If you shoot a non-threat target, you will fail immediately and the course will end." She dropped her arm to her side and looked over their reactions. "The arrows will help guide you through the course. Any questions..?" There was a small pause before someone finally spoke up.
"Hey, girl…" Her eyes narrowed, growing harder by the second.
"What is it?" She tried to stay calm, tried to be... nice.
"We heard some crap about there being a real vampire in this unit…" Seras clenched her fists.
"Have you?" The group of men started to laugh amongst themselves.
"Oh, look." She stepped forward to the man that spoke up. "It seems that there's something wrong with your MP-5."
"Whaddya mean?" The man asked.
She smiled as she bent the barrel sideways, downwards and back up again. "Oh, no... You better go have replaced quickly, or you'll miss your chance to test." She gave a sarcastic smile and turned to walk out.
Oni appeared beside Integra and sighed, "Integra I can feel your headache from the basement, what's wrong... well other than the fact that there has just been an assault on Hellsing itself and then Anderson killed all of our first action unit except Seras and then he escaped and section 2 is dragging their asses and I want to go to the Vatican and watch it burn... You know what forget I asked," he sighed and said, "after all that action, to be honest I'm quite bored."
Integra smiled over to him. "Oh, great… I know what happens when you become bored. Don't do anything you will regret, Oni." She turned back to the window. "These freaks," she said. "Are becoming more of a problem than I originally thought they would be." She turned away from the window, back towards her desk. "Neither Anderson, nor Maxwell will be bothering us for a while… Or at least, I hope not." She rested her head on the desk. "Just be nice, Oni. Things happen when you are bored, and those things… well..." She chuckled. "Aren't so good in the eyes of those who fear you."
Oni laughed, "I'll try to keep the collateral damage down. Maybe I'll go visit Sir Island." He laughed as he phased through the wall. He appeared on the training course and wondered what their reaction would be to a live vampire... he smiled and saw Seras, "boring day isn't it; I'm off to have some fun." He sighed and wandered around to the exit and walked into the last room... this would be fun
Seras smiled, seeing Oni and the look on his face. "Uh oh," was all she thought and she waited.
The men ran through the maze, killing the targets with speed and agility. One finally walked into the last room to see Oni standing there. He gripped the gun tightly and looked to him. "What the hell?" He gripped the trigger. "I thought they were all dummy targets." His eyes narrowed and he stepped forward, a few men behind him gathering holding their guns tightly as well.
Oni smiled revealing his fangs, "To slow!" He rushed forward and in 3 swift movements sliced the barrels off their guns and had his sword to one while his vectors pinned 2 others to the wall, not causing pain but it was an effective teaching method.
The soldier looked down to the blade, then up to Oni's eyes and smiled. He pulled a dagger from his side and threw it towards Oni, grabbing his blade and punching the back of it towards his head. He flipped the blade to his other hand and threw a kick. Oni was right, he was too slow with a gun… but he was pretty quick with hand to hand combat.
oni smiled as the knife was knocked away without thought, "good but you have to remember the speed and strength difference he picked the man up and without any effort threw him high into the air, he followed leaving the men to collapse to the floor.
The troop hit the ground with a thump and held his side. "Dammit…" He growled; man was he going to be sore tonight. He forced himself up, staggering. "Ow…" He said, leaning against the wall. By this time, more of them had come in and saw the scene. They didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.
Oni smiled deflecting the bullets he landed, "You really think you've got a chance?" He walked forward on the firing gunmen, those little bullets work fine on trash but what if you were to face a true enemy? What could you possibly do?" He simply grabbed the guns and disassembled them while they were still firing.
They all stopped and blinked, looking towards him. They started to back away, but a few stayed strong. Most of them didn't have anything else other than the MP-5's because they weren't given anything else. But they were determined not to fail, so they would do anything to pass this test. They wanted this, they needed this…
Oni laughed at the ones that backed away, is this all that it takes to break you? Trust me you'll see far worse in the field and you won't be up against an enemy that won't kill you if it can." He looked to the ones that stood their grounds, "you're an interesting group, good job." He turned away and walked out disappearing as if into thin air, he wondered if he really should go pay sir island a visit, or perhaps the investigations department head, yes indeed the investigations department definitely needed a visit.
He appeared in the large office of the head of the Bureau. He looked to the desk and saw he wasn't there so he sat down and swung his feet onto the desk, waiting.
Sir Sutherland stepped through the building, his glasses falling from the bridge of his nose. He held the folders in his hand. He had finally gotten the information needed, finally. He'd been working day and night, and even then it wasn't enough… and he knew that. He sighed and stepped into his office, and turned back, closing the door and paused seeing Oni at his desk. He cocked a brow and slapped the folders onto his desk. "What are you doing here?" He asked with a thundering voice.
Oni couldn't help but let a shadow of a smile slip on his face, "comfortable chair you've got here, what's the desk made of again, oak cherry wood? Yep very nice, it'd be a shame if the entire thing went up in flames." he stood the smile gone, "I need you to get off your ass and do some research, subject Vatican section thirteen the Iscariot organization, name Paladin Alexander Anderson, subject use of anti-magic fields and ways to combat them. He handed him some pictures of the papers and the blades that had the pages literally carved into the blades. "He is able to neutralize my energy field each time I've met him and I'm left with only human weapons to fight with, seeing how he's a human regenerator I have a very hard time taking him down, you need to find a way to either neutralize his regeneration or defeat his anti-magic field and swords. I want it before my next battle with him, if I don't get it ill let you feel what his weapons do to me, and trust me it will haunt you for the rest of your days."
Sutherland looked to him. "You don't scare me, and neither do your petty threats." He stepped forward, pulling off his glasses. "We have already looked into the Paladin and are now evaluating evidence in his... existence." He stepped forward once again, obviously he was very different from the others or... he was just in a bad mood. Probably, both. He looked into Oni's eyes. "We are certain that if you use a certain type of bullet, at a certain amount of speed and precise aim, you will be able to defeat him, maybe even dispose of him..." His eyes narrowed. "Permanently. I have been doing my job… and I have been working day and night to find all the information needed." He pointed towards the folders. "Look for yourself. It is all the information we could gather on these Freak chips, and 'tis all the information on Enrico Maxwell and his Father Renaldo." He smiled. "..Now if you'd give me more time, I could get all the information you would need on this creature, but… as you well know, I myself, am not capable of reading peoples minds. Our resources are growing less and less, now that word has seeped out… Once again. It takes time. You should know that as well. I am doing this as fast as I possibly can. Now if you'll excuse me." He walked passed Oni.
If you were working as hard as you say then how did Hellsing get knocked on its ass without a moments warning! You are responsible for the deaths of those men, your just working to save your own ass." He looked at the folders with incredible speed putting them to memory and sighing, "Theoretical quantum physics? Is that the best you've got on him? work harder, ill talk to Integra about increasing your resources, but if you let something like this happen again, I wont hesitate to punish you for the deaths of those people, and for the loss of innocents, this isn't theory this isn't maybe's, some how's or any other crap, this is life and death and I am only capable of doing my job if you people don't blind and deafen me to the world around us, work harder, and if you ever need a mind reader for a good reason... call me." with that he walked out the door.
Sutherland gave a small smile as Oni walked from the door. The others may have been afraid of him but he was not. Why be afraid of your own ally? His eyes narrowed as he looked back down to the folders. He would work harder, and longer if need be. He closed his eyes and sighed. The deaths of those men, the blood of those men were on his hands... and he saw that every single night he tried to sleep. He sighed and got back to work.
Seras closed the door to her bedroom and sighed. She pulled on the blue hat and made sure her glasses covered her eyes. Night was approaching quickly, but she wanted to be careful. She was going home, for the first time in a couple of weeks. She sighed, biting her lip. It would really never be the same, and she already knew that. She needed to get a few things, including the picture of her Father. She turned down the hallway and started down the stairs towards the lobby.
Oni appeared beside Seras, he needed his mood lightened, that conversation had not been fun, but it had been useful, and he knew that now he had someone he could trust without question, now he had a true ally in the convention of 12, not a friend, but an ally and that was better than nothing. "So going home, I think ill accompany you, I need to get my mind off of some things and I wouldn't mind bouncing some ideas off you, you have more knowledge of modern things and well its good to have a second perspective that it is." He smiled but it wasn't wicked but a true smile.
Seras smiled over to him. "Alright." She said. "It's not far from here. I am sure we could take the bus and walk a little bit." She smiled and walked through the door, the sun fading off into the distance as the darkness overcame the skies. "It has been a long day..." She sighed. "..I see you've finished with your fun." She looked down a moment. "I hope you didn't scare them too awfully bad." She laughed, walking towards the bench where the bus would soon pick them up.
Oni smiled slightly, "yes my fun was somewhat pre empted but at least I made an ally for It." he shared with her the conversation between them and looked at the bus as it approached, "Uh, is this thing safe? It looks like a moving deathtrap to me, noisy smelly and ugly as sin."
Seras couldn't help but laugh. "Yes. It is very safe. Don't worry, Master. I've rode them plenty of times. They have yet to blow up." She smiled and to him and stepped into the doorway and handed the driver some money for the both of them. She walked through the isle and sat down at the window. "It will be alright," she nodded to him.
Oni stepped hesitantly on board and jumped as the bus backfired, "then what the hell was that?" He mumbled as he walked back to the seat, "goddamn stupid 21st century technology death mobiles." He sat down and after a moment looked to her, "on the way back we fly. anyway, the only things they had on combating Anderson was a high powered shot with a rifle at a precise angle... lots of math... something called quantum mechanics, do you know anything about it, I know it uses a lot of technology, but I hit him with a cuzureyusen as well as my hydro lance more than once and he still didn't go down."He shared with her through the mental link the math and the crude drawings, "I was hoping you had some idea."
She bit her lip and tried to remember what she had been taught in school. She looked towards him. "Quantum physics… all I remember that could possibly mend with this would be that Energy, such as light, exists simultaneously as particles and waves..." She looked to the window. "I'm sorry, but that's all I can really remember. It has been a long time since school and I think someone said that what we learned was just a bunch of crap anyway. I remember about the Teleportation... part of the central paradox. 'As the probability wave suggests, you can get from Point A to Point C without necessarily passing through Point B. Small particles can jump from one location to another without actually moving through space between the points, which is sometimes called a "quantum leap.'"
She smiled brightly. "That's... what I remember. I'm sorry if that didn't give you anything." She bit her lip.
Oni shook his head confused, "I really am out of date aren't I? just an old samurai outstripped by the times... Ah, well, ill just find a physicist and other smart people and read their minds all though that's slow and takes time... hmmm there's one other option but no that wouldn't work hmm what to do what to do." he jumped as the bus backfired again, "stupid thing, how the hell can this thing move? I mean I saw some old cars the last time I was around but they were slow small and well noisy smelly and moving deathtraps. I really should go to a library, or... hmm where do lots of smart people hang out?"
Seras stood and the driver stopped quickly. "We're getting off here, anyway… No worries." She said. She walked back through the isle and stood outside, waiting for him. She smiled. "At libraries, I guess. I am sure there are some good scholars around here."
Oni stood and almost ran off the bus. "Yeah we definitely fly next time. Hmm I really should go spend some time there, and that's what I'm doing tomorrow." He laughed as he walked along, "you know you sure are handy with this current day stuff."
She smiled. "That's what I'm here for, Master." She smiled and turned her head as she looked up to the building she hadn't been to in months. She bit her lip and sighed, grabbing the keys from her pocket. She turned to Oni and walked forward. "...Welcome to... my home." She said, opening the door. She walked inside and grabbed the mail, which was… well… a lot. She held it in her hands and then looked down to the trash, throwing it away. It's not like she really existed anyway, and this would be the last time she'd come here. She sighed and walked up towards her door.
Oni couldn't help but laugh at the stack of mail, "the only time I've ever seen a bigger pile was on sir Integra's desk, and she runs a hole organization."He smiled and walked up the stairs with her, he could sense her sadness of all the things left behind, and after she sat down he did the same, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't able to save your life as it was, I'm sorry I wasn't quick enough, and I'm sorry you have to live this life now." He looked to the picture of her father and then to the floor.
She looked over to him for a minute and then walked over, opening the window. "Don't be sorry, Master." She turned towards him. "I don't regret anything of that night when you turned me. Only that I didn't have the strength myself to kill him." She looked down for a moment. "If you hadn't, I am sure he would have... and I would not want to face you being on the wrong side of that blade." She gave a smile. "...It's just when I come back here… I remember my Father." She looked over to the picture. "That's all. You shouldn't be sorry. I'm not... Not anymore."
He nodded a smile crossing his face, "I understand." he stood knowing as much as he didn't want to, it was time to make the offer, "Seras Victoria, It is time for you to be free, drink my blood and you will become master of the undead and walk the night under your own power and will, take my blood and your servitude to me will end." He pulled up a knife and opened his arm holding it out to her.