Deadly and Blonde
Chapter 3: Assistance
Approval to contact Hellsing arrived early that afternoon. "We are authorized to contact Hellsing Institution and render any necessary assistance in suppressing any Mitochondria related threat." Pierce said after hanging up the phone. Rupert nodded, he hadn't expected they would have any trouble getting approval; things had been quiet on the home front for quite some time and the few minor incidents that they did have were able to be handled by normal field agents.
Pierce handed the receiver to Rupert and punched in the number for Hellsing. Someone on the other end picked up on the second ring. "Who is this? How did you get this number?"
"This is special agent Rupert Broderick, I'm the agent in charge of the Los Angeles MIST office. We're a specialist division of the FBI, if you trace this call you'll be able to verify that. I've gotten some information about the recent incident in London and would like to offer our assistance. Our division was created to deal with these types of incidents, however I'd like to confirm some information about the incident to determine whether or not this was indeed a NMC related attack."
"Very well mister Broderick, what would you have me tell you?" Integra punched some commands into her computer to start a program that would trace the call.
"I assume that you've already performed an autopsy. Can you tell me if there was a cellular mutation involving the mitochondria?"
The trace finished quickly, there were very few stops along the route of the call. She confirmed that the phone call was indeed coming from an FBI office, one stationed in Los Angeles. It was being transmitted directly to Hellsing through secure government lines. "Yes, there were indeed mutations on a cellular level of the nature you describe. We've never come into contact with anything like this before; I will accept any assistance you are willing to give us, I want to know what we're facing here."
"The creature that was killed is what we call an NMC or Neo Mitochondria Creature, in this case it was actually an ANMC the 'A' standing for artificial. I will be dispatching a specialist to handle your case. She'll be able to give you more in depth information on the nature of these creatures when she arrives."
"I see. Have her fly in to London and I will have someone pick her up from the airport."
"As you wish Sir Hellsing. Oh, may I ask one more question? Have there been any more attacks since that first one?"
"No, there have been no further incidents as of yet, however it's been less than a day since the appearance of this 'ANMC' so I wouldn't count out the possibility of further incidents. Is there any possibility I could speak to this agent of yours before hand?"
"Yes, of course. Hold on for just one moment." Rupert held down the button on his desk for the intercom in the shooting range. "Special Agent Brea, please pick up. You have a priority one phone call on line two."
Aya stopped shooting and paused the program. She took off her head set and put down the AS-12 that she'd been practicing with. She walked into the control booth and picked up the phone, pressing the appropriate button to pick up the correct line. "Hello, Special Agent Brea speaking."
Integra was somewhat surprised at the voice on the other end of the line, the woman sounded like she was the same age as Seras (keep in mind Seras' age got frozen somewhere in her early twenties). Integra being Integra, she recovered from her shock in no time at all. "Miss Brea, this is Sir Integra Hellsing. I was told that you were being dispatched to assist us with handling this new threat. I wanted to ask you some questions before hand if that's alright with you."
Damn up-tight Brits… "Alright, what would you like to know?"
Stupid rude Americans… thought Integra. "First, what kind of experience do you have in dealing with these ANMC things? Second, you will be working with one of our top agents; however she is not quite…normal, will this be a problem?"
Not quite normal? I wonder what that could mean. Genetic splicing? Cybernetics? "I have been involved in the MIST division since its inception, I was involved in resolving the incident in New York City, which with your channels you've no doubt heard something about. I also handled a more recent, and somewhat more severe incident in the Mojave Desert that was very well covered up both by us and our government which I don't know if you'd know about. I don't think I should have a problem working with this agent of yours, but may I inquire about the nature of their…abnormality?"
"Yes, I had heard of the incident in New York; your people did a very good job of covering up the important parts though. We couldn't learn anything except there were mysterious attacks by some sorts of beasts and that your agency was involved. I'll request information on this Mojave incident from Mr. Broderick. As for our agent, she's a vampire; don't worry, I can personally guarantee she won't suck your blood."
"Uh-huh, I see." She really didn't though, A vampire? What kind of agency are we dealing with over there? "Well then, I guess I'll be seeing you some time later tonight." She pressed the button to transfer the call back up to Rupert's office in case there was anything else the two needed to arrange. It was a good thing she'd managed to arrange for the care of Eve with Jodie and Pierce already, it looked like she'd have to get prepped and on a plane as soon as possible now. Somewhat annoyed, she continued her shooting for another few minutes until the program she'd paused had finished. She walked over to the armory to get some weapons.
"Hey Jodie, I need some firepower."
"I'd thought you might," Jodie smiled, "you're in luck this time. Hellsing is paying your way for this one, seems they have really deep pockets. So take what you need, just don't over-do it."
"Do I ever?" Aya smiled innocently.
"Oh no, of course not." Jodie responded. She smiled, recalling Aya running off to Mojave with a Gunblade and a Hypervelocity Railgun. "So, what do you want?"
"Give me an MP5-A5, and an M4A1 with Hammer attachment."
"No shotgun?"
"I've still got my Gunblade." Aya smiled. She'd only ever seen two of the weapons, one belonged to No. 9, the other was hers. Both were custom made, and neither were registered which is why she was able to keep it instead of returning it to the armory after her mission had been completed. She just made sure she kept it very well hidden, she didn't think that any inspectors would be too thrilled to see the particle-blade/shotgun combination sitting in her closet or something. Not to mention she had a small child running around her apartment now.
The phone in the armory rang and Jodie picked it up. She was only on the phone for a moment. "Yes sir. I'll tell her right away." She turned to Aya, "That was the boss, your flight leaves from LAX in forty-five minutes. So, before you go is there anything else you need? I mean, besides ammunition obviously."
Aya leaned back against the wall and thought for a minute. She still had the armor that she'd purchased for her last mission, they'd never made her return that so she still had the Monk Robe and her own custom made body armor. Plus she still had many of the items she'd found back in Dry Field, like the Holy Water, Medicine Wheel, Skull Crystal, and Ofuda charm. She'd not been keeping in practice with her abilities however, and they'd probably dropped off. Being as this agency she'd be working with dealt with other sorts of paranormal occurrences, it might be a good idea to revive all of her abilities. "Give me all of the level three PE boosters. I have a feeling I might be needing those and not have the time to level up myself."
"Alright, I'll get that all packed up to be shipped along with you. You packed your body armor yourself I gather. Do you need me to pack anything else for you? I don't think they'd consider your gunblade appropriate as carry-on baggage."
"Right, the gunblade is in the trunk of my car. There's a removable panel on the bottom, behind the spare tire. Ummm…I guess it'd be good if you could pack my pistol and tonfa batons too, they're also in the trunk. Oh, and Jodie, thank you so much for agreeing to take care of Eve while I'm gone."
"No problem, you know I love kids. I'll have to take her in to work with me though, so I hope she doesn't drive Pierce too crazy." She grinned, "Alright, feel free to call if you find you need anything else. Aya, promise me you'll come back safe."
"I will. Thanks again for your help, but now I've got a plane to catch." Aya walked out of the armory and ran upstairs to get her mission packet from Rupert before leaving for the airport. As usual the manila envelope contained a number of types of ID, some case photos, and a copy of the mission briefing. This time it also held a file with information for Sir Hellsing that she would have to make sure got to her safely and without anyone else seeing it. Without any further ado, she said bye to Rupert and Pierce and went outside to catch the van to the airport.
HR
The phone on the nightstand rang, pulling Seras from her reverie. She stood and picked up the phone. "Seras here."
"Seras, please come up to my office immediately." Came Sir Integra's voice, followed immediately by the click of the phone being hung up. Ah, Sir Integra, as eloquent and informative as ever. Thought Seras. Taking a quick glance in the mirror (yes, she has a reflection), she made sure she was reasonably presentable and walked out the door on the way to Integra's office.
She knocked on the tall oak doors once she arrived, and got an immediate response, "Come in Seras." She pushed open the door and walked into the room, shutting the door behind her. Seras walked up to Integra's desk, "You called for me sir?"
"Yes, Seras. I have just gotten off the phone with an agent from the American FBI, they will be sending us assistance in the form of personnel experienced with this type of phenomenon. I'll be placing the two under your watch and I want you to work with them to resolve this before it blows up in our faces. They'll be arriving by air sometime early tomorrow morning. See to it that they have someplace to stay in the mansion, and try to figure out some way to keep Alucard away from them.
"I'll try my best sir, but you know how he is. I think it might be best if we just don't keep him informed of this for a while." Seras paused to think for a moment, "Oh, would it be alright if I put them up in the two rooms down the hall from where I am? It'd be easier to keep track of everyone."
"Yes Seras, that's fine. Now get to work, you have a lot to get done before they arrive." Seras saluted and walked out of the room, this time just phasing through the door. She stopped outside the door for a moment, considering where to start. Integra was right, she had a lot of work to get done now. Finally she decided that she'd work on the living arrangements first and headed down in the direction of her own room.