Jim Redfield held a nearly empty flask in his fingers, dangling it between his index, pointer and thumb, only the tips of his fingers held the plastic covering as he re-clasped the flask's opening, sticking it back in his jacket's left breast pocket. "So please do correct me if I'm wrong, Hellsing hunts vampires, what I shot when I got here was a vampire, that cutie over there is a vampire, and you, head Hellsing is the descendent of a long line of vampire hunters. Sounds about right?"

Seras and Smithson sighed as Integra shook her head before locking her gaze at the sitting Redfield, "Yes that's about the short version of it."

Redfield smirked letting out a light chuckle through his lips, "Well I guess that's what they mean by 'read the fine print.' I'll tell you what do, I'll now do this job for free, and never have to pay me whatever ya'll have for money. Well scratch that maybe enough to buy a burger every other day."

"Wait what? Why the bloody hell would you do that? Not as a complaint but you know it is something I would like to know the reason too."

Redfield chuckled once more sitting in the wooden chair overlooking the bunch of soldiers and the three before him, "Well every kid has a dream right? Some want to be policemen, me I always wanted to fight. You vampires, your hard to kill aren't ya?"

Seras noted that Redfield was talking to her, as she narrowed her eyes at him, "Yes, hard to kill."

"Than it's settled." Redfield said rising to his feet giving Integra a salute, "I will fight for you Miss. Hellsing. Now let me see the men I'll be leading." Redfield said giving a smile to the Integra, Smithson and Seras as he went over to the other side of the lobby where the soldiers waited.

"Well, this will be rather interesting." Smithson said watching Redfield pull the men out of the lobby, most likely back to their quarters.

"Smithson, care to explain what you were doing with a knife in the first place?" Integra asked looking at the teen coldly.

"Well about that…personal matters."

"Mr. Smithson, I gave you this job because you seemed like I could trust you. Now either you tell me why you had a knife or I'm firing you."

"Well concerning the knife…Look its not like I was planning anything, I'm surprised this missed past the eyes of who suggested me. I'm sick, in the mind. I'm young, my um sex drive is extreme and well…pain is my only way of handling it."

Seras rolled her red irises as he walked off, this was not a conversation she neither needed nor asked to hear. Instead she went to see how Redfield was dealing with the men, she was curious. She had heard that he was coming with some other mercenaries yet arrived alone; they did not have enough men to last much longer. She had gotten no more than halfway down the damaged hallway when she heard one of her men shout, "What?"

Seras rushed into the room and saw Redfield taking another sip from his flask as the same soldier looked at him, "You can't be serious. There is no way we're working with that Irish bunch."

Seras looked around at the bunch before locking her gaze on Redfield, "What is the chatter about?"

"Well you see we don't have nearly enough troops to last too many attacks like that last one. So I contacted the mercenary group simply calling themselves the Irishmen, and you're soldiers don't like it."

"Those guys are reckless! Suicidal even!" The blonde stout mercenary said.

"All the more perfect for this job, rather have fighters who are willing to throw their lives away. Besides there was no other option, not many mercs wanting to work in England now a day and there isn't enough time to form a team together if I could."

Seras only looked at Redfield; he was already trying to work things in his favor. Nonetheless she could not say anything, any kind of men willing to work was better than none. He was right; they only had about ten men still left not nearly enough for a defense. "I think you'll be surprised, these men that are here survived hell on Earth. You'll have to train these Irishmen the things these guys know by heart."

"I realize this now girl, now that I see that we aren't dealing with normal people anymore."

Seras did not stick around for much more, the way he had called her girl; it was in the exact tone that the previous captain Pip had called her. When she returned to Integra and Smithson at first she had not seen the new person who had arrived. When she did see her Seras was slightly shocked to see Miraki standing there casually, Seras wondered how she even gotten here without them noticing.

Integra looked directly at Seras once she was close, "You knew she was a vampire didn't you police girl?"

Seras was at a lost of words, she could tell Integra was not pleased at this information, reverting back to her old nickname instead of how they grew to call each other by first name. However as Seras was readying to speak Integra raised her hand, "Does not matter now, we learned where these vampires came from. They got their orders from a Lieutenant hiding out in Sicily, I want you to go get him and take Redfield in case we lose touch with you."

"Sir Integra, do you think that's wise? The men just got there captain and we don't know how long this might take. With both of us gone the Mansion will be crippled if an attack happens." Seras asked scratching the back of her head looking at Integra.

Integra smirked looking back at Seras, "Fair enough than, take Smithson with you, show him just what Hellsing is."

"Um pardon me madam, but I'm not really the soldier type." Smithson asked out of his concern of life.

"You'll be fine, just listen to every word Seras says and follow every order. Now get going you two by the time you reach the air strip there'll be a plane waiting. Miraki come with me."

Smithson and Seras watched the tan woman being practically dragged into the improvised office of Integra before Smithson felt the eyes of Seras looking down at his fifteen year old form "Won't cause too much trouble will you?"

"Me? Of course not Miss. Victoria. J-just give the word and I'll follow you into hell and back." Smithson said looking back at the blonde vampire.

"Good, that seems to be our business now a day."