Everyone ran back to the plane, Integra and Jack scrambling to their feet in a hurry. They all piled into the plane, slamming the door shut. Each soldier ran to a window and looked out of it, searching the ominous fog for a hint of what might have spooked their Captain.
At first they saw nothing, just a swirling mist curling itself around the plane's wings. The soldiers wrinkled their brows and pushed their faces closer to the glass, squinting through the mist. Still, nothing unusual showed itself.
"Captain, you sure you saw something?" Jack asked, looking at his Captain's face.
Pip's eyes narrowed. "There was something out there. A shape that was moving in and out of the fog. And what's more, there seemed to be more than jus' one."
At his words, all the soldiers resumed their searching out the window with a renewed vigor. They all jumped when they heard the door to the plane click open.
Pip's head whipped about to see what had opened it, and he saw one of his men standing in the open door, looking outside.
"You bloody fool, what the 'ell do you think you are doing? Close that damn door now!" Pip hissed across the cabin.
The soldier, however, shifted the weight of a rather large gun in his hands and leapt out of the plane. Pip darted to where the man had been standing and watched him begin to walk away.
"Charles! What are you doing! Fool, get back in here! Charles!" Pip's harsh whispers did no good.
"Easy, Captain. I'm just gonna have a look around. I won't be but a minute." The man hissed back, disappearing into the fog.
Pip gave one last call before snarling and slamming the door shut again. "Bloody stupid!" He muttered, returning to the window.
Integra could barely make out the silhouette of the soldier as he marched through the fog. She chewed her lip, for lack of a cigar as she watched him in his foolishness. This whole thing didn't seem right to her. Not one bit of it seemed normal.
"Captain!" Charles shouted. "Sir, I see nothing! Are you sure you-AaahhGhh!" The shouts turned into painful screams of anguish in a split second.
"Charles!" Pip rushed to the door, wrenching it open. "Charles!" He called again.
Integra searched the fog frantically, trying to find some hint of where he had gone. She could no longer see his shape, but the shape of something else. She pressed her face closer to the glass, only to wrench it back in a split second as some sticky, wet piece of the human anatomy came flying out of the mist and hitting her window.
She screamed, barely catching her balance before she fell off of her chair.
"Boss!" Pip turned to look at her, but Integra was still staring at the window. Through the haze of red and intestinal matter she could see something powerful head for the plane. And it was fast.
"Close the door, Captain! She shouted in a panic.
"But Charles! I can't just…" Pip was cut off by Integra.
"He's dead! Just shut the goddamn door!" She yelled.
"But Sir-!"
"Captain! I said shut that fucking door!" Integra leapt to her feat and ran at Pip, who was shutting the door. She reached him and slammed into the door, just before something else slammed into it on the other side.
Pip stared pale-faced at the door, right before his face was torn from it by Integra. She had his face gripped sternly in one hand, forcing him to look into her icy blue stare.
"Captain Pip Bernadette, you will not disobey me again, understood!?"
Pip nodded, staring at her in alarm. She let go of his face and looked out the nearest window. He followed suit.
The fog was steadily lifting, and all of those inside the plane could make out the shapes of several powerful, bird-like animals.
"What in hell…" Pip murmured, his eyes widening.
"Impossible…those are…" But before Integra could continue, she was cut off by a large banging at the door.
"Sir, they are ramming the door!" Jack bellowed from his seat.
Integra gritted her teeth. Suddenly, her window was blocked by a large, reptilian face. She nearly screamed, but caught it in her throat in time. Pip, however, jumped backwards.
The face of the creature turned to the side, facing Integra with slit pupils rested in orange eyes. Its leathery skin was a dark, woody brown dyed red with blood. It opened its mouth slightly, revealing rows of long, jagged fangs. On one of those fangs hung a piece of the Hellsing crest.
Integra's eyes narrowed. She opened her mouth, but was unable to continue when Pip shouted.
She looked up from the window to see that the door was being rammed with a renewed force, and Pip, along with the help of three soldiers, was holding it shut.
"Sir Integra, I don't know how long we can hold this!" One of the soldiers shouted, grunting with pain.
Integra had to think. She knew that her men couldn't hold that door for too long, and thus far this was their only stronghold here. She had to do something…Then she spotted it, a large gun sitting on one of the chairs nearest her.
She picked up the gun and weighed it in her hands. Heavy as it was, she was prepared to handle it. She'd handled these before. Her only concern was how many shots it would take to kill one of these things.
She loaded the extended magazine of the Hellsing weapon and turned to face her men.
"Captain, on my call,get the hell away from that door! Understand?" She asked, gesturing for the rest of the soldiers to grab their weapons.
Pip nodded and reached for his own gun.
"One" Integra heard the clicks of several guns as they were cocked in preparation.
"Two" Pip adjusted his weight to prepare for his next movement.
"Three!" One that call, all hell broke loose. Pip and the other three soldiers jumped from the door and aimed their weapons at the door. The door sprang open under the force of the creatures and two of them rolled inside. At the sight of them, Integra and the other soldiers shot.
The sound of heavy gunfire and cursing filled the air as the creatures were filled with silver bullets. The two that had rolled into the cabin fell down dead, and a third that had jumped up to the door was blasted back in a flurry of bullets.
Integra and the others stopped firing and waited. No more of the creatures attacked, and when Integra checked out the window, she saw the last of them vanish into the trees.
Pip shouted their success and clapped his men on the back for a job well done. Integra was hardly as elated as him, but she was relieved.
"Nice job, boss." Pip said, patting her on the shoulder. The other men agreed, and Integra allowed a weak smile. She was beginning to feel as happy as the rest of them when a large thud shook the plane.
"What was that?"