Well, this took a while to get here but the new chapter has arrived. And now I present this to you tired as hell because I got like no sleep this week. school sucks. Avoid it at all cost! Enjoy the chapter.

Seras hopped in the back of a Hellsing truck and waited. Herself, along with several other troops hd been summoned back to the mansion. Seras wondered what Integra could want. The battle at the hospital was barely over. 'Maybe its that new information she wanted to tell us.' Seras thought. 'It must be important if she wants us so quickly. But then...why isn't Master Alucard coming?'

The red cloaked vampire was still in the same position on the stairs. He hadn't moved during the fight, and he didn't seem to be moving now. 'Oh whatever. That man is too weird for me. He'll probably get there on his own. Probably faster his way anyway.' Seras thought. Soldiers crowded in around her and the truck began to move.

Hellsing was under attack. It wouldn't be the first time, but still it was trouble when the headquarters was in danger. The wards around the house were out-dated, and their purpose was not what Integra needed anyway. They had been made with the idea of keeping a monster in Not keeping a number of Freaks out.

Ghouls were hammering on the reinforced gates and walls, though their vampire controllers had better means of entry. They detonated some explosives at the gate and leapt over, the ruined and twisted meta not even bothering them. True vampires or not, Freaks were still one thing above all.

They were the evil un-dead.

Integra took her machine gun under her shoulder and fired. The freak in front of her fell to bits as bullets ripped through it. She sensed danger from behind and she spun, drawing her sword and beheading the monster coming for her.

She was back in her military clothes and geared for battle, though she was glad she had not sent Walter to the hospital with Seras and Alucard. Besides herself, he was currently the best defense at home. Their troops were young and strong, but inexperienced. Even new, useless vampires would prove a match for them.

And these vampires were not useless. They had been trained, pushed to perfecting in the mass quantities by a hidden enemy, lurking away and laughing in the shadows. Not that any of these 'perfected' beasts could match Hellsing's own. Save for the fact that their beast wasn't here...

"Damn! Walter! Order our remaining troops inside! We're easy pickings out here on the grounds!" Integra watched Walter redirect her orders and then she began to retreat herself. A few Freaks had undoubtably made it further inside by now, she could hear rapid gunfire from within the house.

More Freaks slowed her progress. Between her sword and rifle, they were quickly mowed down. It was the Freaks' only weakness. Their over confidence. They were vampires, one of the greatest ancient monsters of lore. But they obviously had forgotten the single rule in the tales. 'It takes a man to defeat a monster.' These Freaks were faster than humans, stronger. Most could even dodge bullets at long range, but up close and personal, this was the human's time to shine.

A bayonet was thrust at Integra, she parried swiping the blow aside. Counter attacking, she cut at the Freaks legs, severing one at the knee. The enemy soldier cried out and fell but it was not over. The fallen enemy still lunged at her, Integra jammed her rifle in its throat and pulled the trigger.

She was breathing heavily now, the fighting was starting to wear on her. It had begun almost at the same time as the one at the hospital. Milennium was cunning, and effectively drew their forces away without notice until too late. It would be at least fifteen minutes until reenforcements arrived, and even then they would be going at top speed.

Integra was surrounded by five more Freaks. They lunged at her at once. Being too many to parry, she rolled away but was caught in the thigh by one of their bayonets. She did not cry out however. Years of training, to be a proper Hellsing, refused to let her show weakness. Mentally she acknowledged the damage to her leg and then thrust the burning pain away.

Continuing to roll, she landed on her back and fired with her gun from hat vantage. One Freak was put down, but the other four leapt at her. As if in slow motion she could see their bodies flying through the air toward her. Hellsing's never gave up, but they knew their limits exactly. She couldn't take them all out. It was over. But she did not close her eyes and resign herself to death.

She raised her gun, determined to keep fighting. But suddenly, the Freaks were gone. Their bodies fell to the ground, torn, bloody and most positively dead. Walter was hurrying to her side. Drawing his wires back to him. Once again, the old butler had come through for her.

"Sir Integra! Are you alright?"

From one hundred miles away, a silver haired man watched as the butler escorted his mistress into the Hellsing mansion. "A man with enough courage to stare Death in the face." He murmured. Then smiled. "Or woman. Lady Integra, Walter is my gift to you." Then, still smiling, the man vanished, returning to whence he came.

Integra leaned panting against a wall. "We must get that leg of yours fixed up quickly Sir Integra. The wound seems deep." Walter said with concern, eyeing the bloody gash. Integra batted him away.

"My leg will hold for the time being Walter. Right now we should still be focused on the troops and the fight at hand. The troops will be needing our help." Integra said, wincing and grunting as she pushed herself off the wall and added weight to her leg.

"You have done your part for the troops Madam." Walter said just as a group of seven new Freaks burst into the mansion. Walter pulled on his gloves and let the wires fall. "Now, it is time for me to do mine."

The abominations laughed at him. "Stupid old man! Milennium's forces march on! You can't protect that wench! You're heart will give way if you even tried!" One said. They all laughed harder.

Walter allowed himself a faint smile. "They say, with age comes experience. I have spent most of my life fighting monsters and the like. Come young ones. I shall show you what I have learned."

"You obviously feel like dying today old man!" the Freaks rushed the ancient butler though they never made it to their target. In a blinding flash and a little twitching of the fingers, Walters death-wire did not so much tear through the Freaks, that was too uncivilized. It cleanly cut them into several pieces that littered the floor.

"Come Sir Integra. This hallway is not he best suited for your defense." Putting Integra's arm about his neck, Walter supported most of the Hellsing's weight as he led her to the Grand Hall where he knew the defenses would be at their peak.

Back in the convoy, Seras caught the faint scent of blood and knew something was wrong. Hellsing was in trouble, and with Alucard still out of whack. The role to protect the noble family fell to her. She ordered the driver to step on it. She wasn't going to let Alucard down. Maybe when he was back to normal, he would be proud.

Or maybe not.

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