Chapter 3: Testing a New Weapon

Hellsing Mansion

Seras made one last check of Alucard's Casull, they had been decided after hours of debates between the team chosen to try to destroy Jason Voorhees. It hadn't been easy, various weapons models were discussed, how to best combat their target, how to dispose of the body, what to do if civilians got involved, many things were discussed during the meeting, but before midnight they got it all hammered out. Everyone would be armed with specially designed 8-gauge semi-automatic shotguns with three clips of twelve each, their maker liked to call them 'Piecemakers'. Everyone except for Seras would also be armed with two grenades, .45 Smith & Wesson Model 625's with thirty rounds each, Agent Ayala and Louis were armed with .50 Barrett M90 sniper rifles with twelve rounds each, Agents Bile and Gould would also have large fire axes like firefighter's used, only modified with tungsten in the axe handles for added weight. They were also bringing along a flamethrower, not to be used until after Jason Voorhees was put down, to dispose of his body and hopefully destroy him fully. All in all, some would say that it was overkill.

Seras was hoping that it was all overkill. But the reports she read told her that all of it would prove completely necessary, she lamented the Harkonnen's unwieldy size, if it wasn't for the fact that they would be fighting in a forest then she would bring them along as well. Seras put the Casull in its holster and strapped it to her hip before walking out of Alucard's room. Sir Integra was waiting for her, "Seras, I have a special weapon for you." Seras saw she was holding a large case, and she opened it to reveal…something. "Um…sir…what the bloody Hell is this?" Seras asked. It looked like a chainsaw on a sword hilt, with a thick hand guard. It reminded her somewhat of something she had seen on TV for a new videogame, Kingdom Hearts. "This, Seras, is something that was considered for us, but ultimately scrapped because I didn't think it necessary. Pick it up," Sir Integra said. Seras lifted the weapon from its hilt, and saw that at the bottom of the hilt was the pull cord for the chainsaw part. "It's called the Chainsword, its designer based it off of a roleplaying game called Warhammer 40000. Unfortunately, it's fuel supply is very expensive to make, yet luckily for us it's also highly efficient, the only time it was used it ran for an hour nonstop before running itself out.

"It's extremely expensive, try not to lose it," Sir Integra said, then turned around, "Follow me." Seras did as requested, holding the Chainsword in her right hand as they went up and to the firing range, luckily it was still early enough in the morning that it was still dark out. Every one of the agents as well as Mr. Jarvis was waiting for her. "So, this thing's gonna work huh?" Agent Louis said. There were three logs, two meters tall, all lined up standing upright a foot away from each other. "Now Seras, let's see how effective this Chainsword will be in your hand," Sir Integra said. "Alright…" Seras said as she pulled the cord, and the Chainsword sprang to life. The small roar it gave off belied its power, Seras felt like the thing was literally alive as she charged at her targets and sliced through all three of them like a hot knife through butter. "Keep going, we can use the firewood," a grinning Sir Integra said, and Seras sliced away at the tall logs until they were reduced to 24 smaller logs each. "How do I turn this thing off!?" Seras yelled.

"There should be a button near your thumb," Sir Integra said, Seras found it and pushed it, and the Chainsword turned off. "Holy fuck!" Tommy yelled, "What the Hell do British people smoke to come up with this shit!?" Sir Integra smiled, took out her cigar, lit it, and puffed out some smoke before saying, "Only the finest things, Mr. Jarvis." "Well then," Agent Louis said, "We have twelve hours before we head out, I think that we should get some sleep while we can." The CIA Agents all agreed, and headed back to the Mansion to sleep, while Tommy stayed and asked Seras, "Can I try that thing?" "Alright, but be careful. Sir Integra won't appreciate it if it gets broken," Seras said as she handed him the Chainsword. Tommy took it, and struggled to hold it with one hand, before finally lifting it with both. "Sheesh! This thing is like sixty pounds, but you swung it around like it was nothing!" "Well, I am a vampire, I'm a lot stronger than you. I think that the last time I was tested I deadlifted the equivalent of 18 American Tons," Seras explained as Tommy handed her back her weapon. Sir Integra handed Seras a sheath and belt for the Chainsword, "This is supposed to go on your back. According to Mr. Jarvis's sister, Patricia Jarvis, she almost subdued Jason herself with a chainsaw, only the chain jammed before she could finish him." "Trish," Tommy said, "Do you know how she's been?"

"From the reports I have, she's divorced with two sons, Tommy and Franklin Harrison. You haven't kept in touch with her?" Sir Integra said. Tommy shook his head, "After I took down Jason that second time, the police suspected I was the killer, since I'd been in and out of institutions for years by then. Had to change my name, go on the run. I couldn't contact Trish, I didn't want to make her life any harder. Megan found me about three years later, and we hooked up again, got married. Fact is that until the CIA found me I went by Tom Powell." "That's so sad," Seras commented. Tommy just shrugged and they headed back inside.

The Forest Near Crystal Lake

Kelly shook her head as she watched her Dad try to start a fire pit. He had no practical experience with it, whenever they went camping before it was always Mom who dug the pit and cooked, Dad usually caught fish for dinner. But, miraculously, a fire actually started. "HAHA! Knew it!" Dad said with a big smile, "Alright, I'll get this thing going, Kelly, you and Joey go catch some fish. I'll start cooking the corn and potatoes." "Alright Dad," Joey said, carrying his fishing pole. "Seriously?" Kelly said. "Kelly, you know your brother can't be by himself, and you have a cell phone. Just watch him and make sure he doesn't fall in, okay?" Dad asked. "Alright," she said, after spraying a lot of insect repellent over herself. "Be careful Dad," Joey said as the kids walked off.

An Hour Later

Jason was still on the prowl. There were always intruders in Mother's woods. They never left him and Mother alone. No matter what he did, they never stopped coming.

Look, Jason, more bad people…

Jason turned and saw three people in a camp site. A dark-haired man with two blonde women, all of them naked and writhing together.

Remember Jason, they let you drown…

Jason's undead heart filled with rage as he remembered what happened. He remembered how Barry and Claudette didn't protect him because they were having sex. How the campers chased him into the Lake, no one helped him as he screamed. Jason marched to the trio, and saw that they had brought a machete with them to cut through the brush. "What the Hell?!" one of the women yelled as Jason grabbed the machete. "Oh shit!" the man yelled as he scrambled up, and Jason swung the machete into one of the blonde women's skulls. The man ran screaming, while the other girl screamed, "HOLLYYYY!" Jason sliced her head off in one swing, then went after the man.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" he heard the man scream as he was cut by bushes and low hanging branches. Jason followed the noise easily, and saw the man as he ducked behind a young sapling. Jason raised the machete high, and threw the weapon with all his supernatural strength, and the machete ran through the tree, and out the man's chest. Jason retrieved his body, as well as the women's, to bring them back to Mother.

That's a good boy Jason…

Author's Note: I know I said in the last chapter there wouldn't be blood for a few chapters. I changed my mind because I wanted Jason to get a machete earlier. Though he might use other weapons in this story.