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Crocdragon89, Dragonlady626, EliteVegito, Youko's Befuddled Fox, Morality, HellsingCat, BlackVenus, Zaneta, Melgar, Capt. n, and Keith B. Real.

I'm thankful to all of you, and I'm glad you've enjoyed the story so far!

I suppose this story has nearly run its course. I'll probably give it a few more chapters, 25 max. Don't want to run it out for too long. But don't worry, I'll have plenty of other stories to take its place! Hm... well, lets see what twists and turns the story takes next!

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Integra shook her head, trying to keep herself from falling asleep as she sat in her chair in the command tent. She was dead tired, and the mission had dragged on much longer than expected. As she took off her glasses and rubbed her sore eyes, Walter walked into the command tent and bowed. "Yes, Walter? What is it?"

"We've got the radio's working again. There seems to have been some interferance from something. Perhaps a natural occurance, perhaps something else," Walter held up a walkie-talkie and set it on the table in front of her. "I'd suggest we contact our agents at once. I have a bad feeling about all of this."

"I do to, Walter," she picked up the radio and switched it to H's frequency. "Hello? Hello? H, do you read me? This is Sir Hellsing. Do you read me?"

"Crrrrrxxxxxxxckkkkk!" The only reply from him she got was static.

"Hello? H, do you read me!" most likely it was just a technical problem, but she was starting to worry. Again, all she got was static.

"Try Miss Victoria," Walter suggested.

"Seras? Seras, are you there?" Integra changed frequencies.

"Crrrrrrrrrrrsssssssk... SIR HELLSING, IS THAT YOU?" Seras voice suddenly screamed back at her.

"Yes, calm down Seras! What is going on?" Integra was caught off guard by her panicked response.

"H IS DEAD!" Seras screamed. Integra's tightened her grip on the walkie-talkie, and her eyes grew wide in shock.

"How? What happened?" Integra barked into the tranciever.

"FATHER ANDERSON!" Seras's voice was filled with terror, and Integra paled upon hearing that name. "HE KILLED H, AND NOW- AAAAH!" the radio suddenly went dead.

"Seras? SERAS!" Integra yelled into the radio.

"Krrriiixxxxxxxkkkk... Ay, I'm afraid yer gonna have ta call her back a' a bettar time. She's a bit tied up a' tha moment," the chilling voice of Alexander Anderson spoke over the radio.

"Father Alexander Anderson," Integra spoke in a civil manner, "You are in violation of the Protostant/Catholic border agreement, and you-"

"Hold on a second!" he replied. "I haven't done nothin' wrong. YOU are tha ones who are doin' tha tresspassing."

"What? What are you-" Integra suddenly realized why Maxwell had wanted to make a deal with her earlier that day. He had shown her a map of the border, and pointed out several sections that Hellsing would gain. He failed to point out some small areas that Section XIII would take over, so Integra had thought she was getting the better part of the deal. Apparently, the mission had been staged in newly acquired Catholic territory. "Maxwell... he lied to me!"

"No, no. He didn't do nothin' of the sort. You simply failed ta notice tha truth!" Anderson jovially replied.

"What have you done with H and Seras?" Integra realized that she had to save her subordinants. Or at least, the one who still lived.

"Ya mean tha guy with the guns? Oh, he's hangin' from a wall somewhere. Mighty hard ta kill fer a normal human," he explained. "It took 8 bayonets ta finish 'im off. As fer the Draculina... well, she's currently hidin' somewhere. Ran off and left 'er radio behind. She can't have gotten too far, though. I lent her a few o' my knives, so to speak. Hahahah."

"Cease this aggression immediatly, Anderson! We do not need any further stress on diplomattic relations between Hellsing and Section XIII!" Integra tried to persuade him from killing Seras, but he wasn't buying it.

"Hahah!" he laughed, "Diplomacy has nothin' ta do with it. But tell ya what... if you can get 'er out o' here before I find her, I won't raise me hand ta stop ya. But if I find her... well, I'd say ye should best come get 'er before she ends up like that H fella."

"So... you will let her live if we come get her?" Integra was making sure this wasn't a trap.

"If I haven't found 'er before ye," Anderson emphasized.

"Alright. Why the change of heart?" she asked.

"I've had my fun fer the night... H put up quite the chase, and I'm feeling kind o' generous right now," he replied, and then switched off the radio. Integra listened to the static for several seconds, thinking over the proper course of action.

"Sir Hellsing?" Walter asked after several seconds of silence.

"I want Captain Bernadette to lead the rescue team, and I want Alucard to go deal with that madman, once and for all," Integra hissed between clentched teeth.

"Yes, ma'am," Walter bowed.

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"Come out, come out, where ever ye are..." Anderson crooned as he stalked the streets of the quiet town, hunting for Seras. Unbeknownst to him, she was hiding in an alley near the town's courthouse. She was badly wounded, having been stabbed quite a few times, and she was feeling very weak. She had also left her rifle at the extraction point, forcing her to fight unarmed.

"I've got to find some way to escape..." she whispered to herself as she snuck from shadow to shadow, listening to the distant voice of the crazed Paladin as he hunted for her. She was terrified of that man, and he obviously knew it. He was taunting her, trying to lure her out, trying to make his job easier.

"Ye should know tha' yer friends are lookin' for ya," Anderson called out, his voice echoing off the building's of the empty town. "If they find ye before I do, ya get ta leave here alive." Seras didn't know if he was telling the truth or not. "Ye should also know tha' H was more fun ta hunt than ye are... a'course, he didn't hide in an alley like a coward!"

"Uh oh," Seras ducked just in time to avoid several bayonets streaking straight at her head. They flew over her and struck the wall behind her. Immediatly, she started to run for her life.

"FOUND YE!" Anderson roared, his footsteps echoing off the walls behind her. Seras scrambled up a fire escape and made her way to the top of an apartment building. She ran to the edge of the roof and leaned over it, looking for a means of escape. She turned around and prepared to run to the other side of the roof and jump to the next building. But she found her path blocked by the body of a very tall person. "Wha' was tha point o' that?" Anderson looked down at her.

"It seemed like a good idea at the time..." she whispered, clearly frightened.

"Well, it seems as though I found ye first. So..." Anderson swiped his leg along the ground, knocking Seras' feet out from under her. She hit the ground on her back, and found herself pinned by Anderson's foot upon her neck. She grabbed his leg, but even with her immense strength, she couldn't pry his foot off of her. "Stop strugglin'. It'll be easier if ye just accept yer fate."

"Urk... no... stop..." she coughed as the pressure exerted by his boot increased.

"And now, Draculina, our game o' cat-an'-mouse comes to a' end," he smirked maniacly. He withdrew a sword from his coat and held it over his head. Gripping the handle with both hands, he prepared to stab Seras in the heart. "Any last words, Draculina?"

"Ugh... don't... gya..." all she could do was cough out a few words.

"Didn't think so..." With that, Anderson stabbed downward with the sword. But just as he did so, a gunshot rang out. The sword shattered into several pieces, and Anderson halted just as the remaining part of the blade neared her chest. "What's all this, then?" he spun around to face the source of the gunshot.

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Cliff hanger ending. I know it's evil, but I'm nearly out of time to write this thing. But feel free to review! Please?