Author's note: The first chapter got an excellent response, so I will continue. I'm very glad I got reviews.
Part 2: Look Ma! No pulse!
Let's rewind a few minutes and go to London for a spell.
"Shinji! Do you have any idea how much trouble it will be to keep this under wraps? NERV is in control of Japan, we have no jurisdiction in that area, unless a Freak from our area goes there." Integra screamed into her phone.
"I'm very sorry." Shinji replied.
"I don't want your apologies, just get back to Tokyo-3 and wait for that trollop, I mean Captain Katsuragi, to come pick you up."
"Yes. I will head back now. Tell everyone I said hello!" Shinji said then hung up his phone.
Integra sighed as she hung her office phone up. "That little brat! I told him to keep a low profile and what does he do? He goes and picks a fight with an angel of all things, in broad daylight!" She exclaimed.
"Is that a hint of concern master?" a haunting voice asked from a corner of the dark office.
"The only concern I have is that he'll expose himself and Hellsing to the world. I could care less what happens to him otherwise, let him burn up in the sun for all I care." The blonde replied, lighting up a cigar.
A toothy smile and two red eyes cut through the shadows. "Then why did you have tears in your eyes when he left?" The speaker chuckled.
As Integra turned to reprimand the voice, the large oak doors to the office opened, followed by Walter carrying some documents.
"Sir Integra, we've checked the recordings, and fortunately, there is no clear image of Shinji on any surveillance systems in the area. I already have our media people working on deleting anything that even had the slightest shred of his clothing captured. It would appear he planned his movements in such a way that he wouldn't be caught on film." Walter gave a slight smile at his last comment.
"That still doesn't excuse him for disobeying my orders!" Integra exclaimed, standing up and slamming her fist on her desk, "I told him to not bring his weapons and not engage in anything dangerous in Japan!" She then sat down and muttered, "When he gets back we'll have to give him a fitting punishment."
Meanwhile, in Japan…Shinji checked his watch again; captain Katsuragi was still not there. Of course, the picture she had sent definitely did not give off the impression of a very mature person. Shinji chuckled as he remembered that piece of mail arriving at Hellsing. Seras had snatched it away after seeing the arrow that pointed to the Captain's cleavage, and he was fairly sure he heard Integra fire up her paper shredder only a minute later.
Shinji had already attempted to contact Katsuragi by his cell phone, but all he had received on the other end was a recording.
"Maybe I should go find some shade," the boy muttered. The sun was beating down quite hard on the lad, and it was very discomforting. Unfortunately, he would have to duck into an alley, which would create the risk of the purple haired woman not seeing him. The teenager decided to just try and bear with the discomfort a while longer. The youth put down his suitcase and sat beside it on the corner of the street. He surveyed the area, and tried to pass time by figuring out the meaning of some of the signs and posters that were hung on the buildings around him. Although Walter had made him practice the verbal language, he had been pretty much on his own when it came to learning the written languages. He could figure out a few posters, most being ads for soap lands (whatever those were), singing groups, videogames, etc.
As he observed his surroundings, Shinji noticed that he was not alone. Standing a ways away, a pale girl with red eyes and sky blue hair stood staring at him. She was wearing a green school uniform with a white, short-sleeved, button-down t-shirt and a small red neckerchief. Shinji gripped his attaché case and ran his hand over the casing and towards the lock as he continued to look at the girl. True, she was out in broad daylight, an impossibility for artificial vampires (Freaks), but he was concerned by the way she was standing out alone in the middle of the street staring directly at him. At that moment however, missiles flew directly over the boys head, curved around a sky scraper, and slammed into the gigantic green body of the creature Shinji had confronted outside of the city.
The thing, though swarmed by helicopters, continued towards the city. It swung its left arm and swatted away all the fliers as if they were cobwebs. When some of the pilots got wise and stayed out side of it's arm's length, it merely sent a long energy spike out from its arm, which instantly destroyed them.
Shinji turned his gaze away from the bloody spectacle and noticed the azure-headed child had disappeared.
"Probably wanted to get away from this beastie and his raising merry bloody hell" The lad thought as he opened his suitcase, "It's probably just as well, she was a pretty one at that."
Shinji was about to grab his trusty gloves and wires, when a blue car pulled up alongside the curb and its driver's side door opened, revealing a purple haired woman in a tight black dress and sunglasses; Captain Misato Katsuragi.
"Sorry! Am I really late?" The NERV official asked as she looked at the young boy who was now closing his suitcase.
"Not terribly," The teen lied as he went around to the other side of the vehicle and got in; he saw no reason to get on the Captain's bad side.
At that moment, a massive green foot smashed down in front of the car. Misato quickly made the car reverse, then changed gears again and drove around it. She looked over at the youth and noticed that he was sitting perfectly still, with a small smile on his face. It was surprising to see a child so calm in this situation, but then again, sunglasses covered his eyes, so it wasn't possible to get a perfect read on his emotional state. She was also surprised that a boy his age would be in such formal attire. Of course, the report section two had prepared wasn't very revealing. It had stated that an Englishwoman of status raised Shinji, but that was all that had been determined; the poor soul who tried to find out more was still in the asylum screaming about a man in a red coat and hat.
After driving a few miles, Misato stopped the car and pulled out her binoculars. As she viewed the angel through them, she gasped as she saw a bomber fly over the angel and all the helicopters fly away. This could only mean one thing.
"Oh my god! They're going to drop an N-2 mine!" The startled captain screamed as she covered Shinji with her body, "get down!"
The blast from the mine sent the car spinning and landing on its side. Shinji was the first to recover. He pushed the Captain off of him and crawled up to the driver's side, opened the door, and hopped out. He looked at the car, it was definitely not in the best of shape. He pushed it over on to its wheels, putting his left arm under the front to soften the impact. He opened the hood and found the battery to be quite shot, acid poured from it. Shinji quickly pulled the battery out, not worrying about the acid, and threw it aside. Shinji had noticed the battery was a custom type, quite troublesome to deal with, as it had the power of 12 batteries.
"This could be problematic," The boy said.
Later…
Misato opened her eyes and found that Shinji was no longer in the car. She quickly sat up and opened the door. She got out and began calling for him. This was not good. She hadn't been doing so well at NERV, and messing up such a simple assignment could result in her loss of employment.
"I'm glad to see you're awake Captain Katsuragi." Came a voice from behind her.
Misato quickly turned around and saw Shinji dragging twelve batteries that he had wired together. She watched as he jury-rigged them to take the place of the lost battery. Misato was quite impressed; that was exactly what she would have done.
"So, Shinji Ikari, we meet at last" Misato said as she pulled off her sunglasses.
"It's a pleasure, Captain Katsuragi." Shinji said with a low bow.
"Misato" is fine." The blushing woman said, "You don't have to be so formal with me."
"If that is what milady wishes," Shinji replied with a smirk, "now, I hope you don't mind that I repaired your vehicle while you were out, I thought it would be best if we got a quick start towards NERV."
Though Misato was impressed with the boy, she couldn't help but feel strange at the fact that he hadn't removed his sunglasses once. She ignored the feeling though, and, along with Shinji, got back in the car and called NERV to make sure they would have transport once they arrived. As they drove along, the silence between the two of them bothered Misato, so she decided to start up a conversation.
"That was an interesting trick you pulled back there with the batteries, I'm surprised a kid your age happened to know how to do that." Misato said, giving a sly smile.
"Walter, the butler at the estate, had many talents. I guess a few just rubbed off on me" Shinji replied, "and for your information, I am fourteen years old."
Misato looked at the boy. "Really? You're a bit…"
"I'm only 8 centimeters shorter than average!" Shinji loudly interrupted, "If it would be all right, I'd like to take a nap."
"Go ahead." Misato said softly, quite surprised at the outburst from the teen.
Shinji closed his eyes and feel asleep. Unfortunately, he was not meant to have a peaceful sleep.
Back at Hellsing…
"Miss Victoria? Is there something you need?" Walter asked as he saw the draculina staring out one of the windows.
"No Walter, I was just thinking, that's all." Seras replied.
Walter smiled and rubbed his monocle on his vest, "He's perfectly fine, he's one of our best after all."
"That's not it!" Seras cried as she punched a wall, putting a hole in it, "Why did his father have to contact him after all this time? Especially the way he did it?"
She was of course referring to the package that arrived in the mail a week earlier. She remembered how she and Shinji had just returned from a small ghoul hunt, Shinji being quite ecstatic that he had beaten Seras in total number of kills, when Integra came up to Shinji and handed him a package. Shinji smiled as he opened it, possibly thinking it might be an early payday, meaning he could go and buy a book or go to a movie, but he dropped the letter and Id card that the package contained. Seras had then read the letter, which gave an address in Tokyo 3 and said, "Come here." It was signed by one Gendo Ikari, Shinji's father. Integra then informed them that a letter had come for her as well, stating that paperwork had been incorrectly filled out when they had adopted Shinji, if they did not return him to Japan, she would be charged with kidnapping. Integra then muttered that she would take this to court and sue for every penny for accusing her of such felonious acts. Shinji had merely gone to his room and fell asleep. After that, Shinji wasn't his usual energetic self; he seemed more distant.
Walter placed his right hand on Seras' left shoulder. "Trust me when I say this Victoria, our boy is a strong person, and if his father should try and crush his spirit, he'll be paid back in spades, and if not by Shinji, then by me." A threatening look crossed the old gentleman's face for a brief second, before he put on a smile and left the room.
"You're right Walter," said Seras, "but why now, it's only been one year since the incident, and he had just gotten over it."
Meanwhile…
Shinji flung his wires out at the advancing ghouls and carefully dodged as they fired rounds off at him. Eventually though, they surrounded him and stretched out their rotting hands towards him. Shinji then balled his hands into fists and tugged on the wires. The ghouls suddenly stopped and fell to the floor, neatly decapitated.
"Whew!" whistled Briggs, a heavily built man who had joined Hellsing only a few months back, "damn nice, Shinji! You sure your human? I mean, you can tell me if you aren't, I've gotten used to sergeant Victoria and that creep Alucard." The man then tossed a grenade, which took out another pack of ghouls.
"Of course I am! And I intend to stay that way." Shinji said as he bisected a half dozen ghouls. He then tapped on his headset, "Seras are you their?"
"Yes Shinji. What's your position?"
"Private Briggs and I have secured the fifth floor. The Freak should be situated just beyond the door, we're moving in."
"That's a negative! Wait for backup!"
"Seras, he might escape if we don't go in, besides, I've taken ghouls before, this will be no problem."
"All right, but be careful."
"Roger."
Briggs grinned as he loaded a fresh clip into his assault rifle, "Must be nice having someone who looks that good worrying about you."
Shinji blushed a bit, his blue eyes looked a bit surprised at the comment. He then regained his composure. "All right, you go flush him out with a grenade, I'll tie and shred him when he comes out."
Briggs nodded and flung the door open, pulled the pin, and…was impaled by multiple blades.
"BRIGGS!" Shinji screamed. He quickly jumped back as the grenade exploded in Briggs' hand. Luckily, Shinji had jumped back, avoiding the worst of the blast, though it still sent bits of shrapnel into his skin.
"Well nae, at's a mighty waste o mae blades wunna ya say?" a voice came from the room, "I' aed known tha ta protestant dog was guna blow hisself op aed ah jess let im."
Shinji watched as a giant of a man stepped into the room. He wore a long gray coat, glasses, two white gloves, one marked "Jesus is in Heaven" and the other marked "Speak with dead." Most surprisingly, he wore the garb of a catholic priest. In each of his hands, he held a gleaming bayonet.
"I spose you wearnt specting to se a true servant o' god, weel I ha' yew know tha aem on oliday. Na let's sea wha' tha protestants cun dew wi out tear pet vampire." The man charged at Shinji with his blades crossed in front of him. Shinji quickly flung out his wires and jumped to the side, barely dodging the whirling bayonets.
Shinji smiled as he manipulated the wires to circle around the psychotic priest. The priest however just smiled and flung his bayonets at the boy. Shinji quickly ducked, and as a result, the wires also fell. The thirteen year old started moving his fingers, trying to get the wires to rise again, but to no avail, as two more flashes of silver pinned his hands to the wall behind him. Eight more bayonets were flung, two smashing though his shoulders, three through his legs, one through his side, one through his gut, and one through his lung.
The priest stepped over to him, making sparks with his bayonets.
"Well na, lez ha a look a ya. Whut! Ye're a mere child!" The priest lowered his bayonets, "wa kin a demened grup seens a mere sprow te figh?"
"Shinji!" Seras screamed as she entered the room with her massive halconnen rifle.
Shinji merely stood, being held up by only the bayonets, massive amounts of blood flowing from his wounds.
"Anderson, you bastard!" Seras put her huge gun to her shoulder and pointed it at the priest. She then realized she couldn't fire as it would hit Shinji.
Fortunately, a fight wasn't necessary.
"Ah've dun ma werk, ta Freak's ded, ah'll leave." Pages of scripture flew from his coat and surrounded him. He then disappeared along with his blood lust.
Seras rushed over to Shinji.
"Shinji…SHINJI!!!"
Shinji woke up to Misato jolting him awake.
"Come on, sleepy head! We're here!" The woman said, playfully shaking him.
Shinji looked out the windshield and saw a sign, which said, "NERV" and "God's in heaven, all's right with the world."
"Now what did you drag me out here for father?"
Author's note: okay, It didn't really get anywhere, but hopefully you can get a better grasp on what happened to Shinji. Next Chapter WILL make it through Sachiel, and have some humor. It could be up by Sunday. I'm just having trouble with the beginning (and other things). Oh, Shinji is shorter in this story, by a bit more than three inches (for a good judge on size watch the kiss scene). I do apologize, and hope to do better on the next chapter.