Wolf walked around the destroyed estate looking for the bodies of the fallen soldiers, maids, butlers, and the rest of the staff. Eventually, he found a maid, took her body outside, and laid it on the ground. He began digging through the dark, blood-soaked earth quicker than any human could hope for. That is, if any human hopes that they get to dig holes.
A soldier with Hellsing insignia on his uniform walked out of the mansion's side door and approached him, an assault rifle leveled at his head.
"Who are you?" he demanded. A sideways, and slightly annoyed glance was all that Wolf gave him.
When his head turned back to the pit that was being dug, the soldier opened fire. The shells ripped through his flesh like a knife through wheat toast.
The soldier had a smile on his face, and reloaded his gun when Wolf finally stopped moving. When he turned around, he saw Sir Hellsing in the door way with an annoyed look on her face.
"Sergeant Jamison, don't shoot that, he works for us." She stated rather blankly.
He stood wide-eyed, amazed that the ice-queen didn't shoot him on the spot, then when he turned around, he saw the creature he had just blown to bits already back on his feet with no visible evidence that he had ever been shot, or even in a battle really.
"Oh, s-sorry sir."
Wolf smiled and responded "You don't call me sir yet. My being non-human doesn't get me a high rank automatically."
"Oh. Okay, well sorry...uh..."
"Wolf is fine, just don't ever shoot me again, or I'll shoot you." He revealed one of his machine guns, slightly brandishing it at the soldier. "And you really don't want that."
"Oh...yeah...thanks." He stated weakly, then marched back into the manor, hoping his back wouldn't catch a bullet from that huge gun.
Wolf walked back into the mansion, and counted about seven more bodies he needed to bury. He then began looking for a few human-sized boxes, when he came by a room with a sign on it labeled 'Coffin Room.' "Wow. How utterly convenient." He laughed as he entered the room, which was indeed, a room full of about thirty non-special looking ply wood coffins. "Perfect."
He dragged out eight of the coffins, two-by-two, and set them in a two rows of four. He then set at work digging the other seven holes, leaving the large piles of dirt at the side of the open graves.
Seras Walked from one side of the mansion to the other, and from the top floor, or what was accessible, to the bottom of the basement, and found only five soldiers, and one butler whose name turned out to be Kyle Bannor. She sent them all to Sir Integra In the lobby, and went to search for Alucard.
She came to his door, which had gone untouched. The basement in its entirety was not affected by the assault.
"Master?" She called to the darkness.
"Yes, what is it, Seras?" His voice echoed from the gloom, as he slowly came into view. His hand had healed mostly , and he was searching through a storage space in the side of his dungeon.
"What are you looking for?" She inquired.
"A weapon to replace the Jackal. I'm used to fighting with two weapons, so I was checking to see if I still had my Thompson...Ah, here!" He pulled out a black hard-shell gun case, and several barrel-feeds of silver ammunition. He looked like a kid at Christmas as he undid the locks with a ring of keys he produced from his coat pocket. "My sweet Tommy Gun." He cooed as he attached one of the barrels full of ammo, and pulled the firing pin back.
Seras smiled at the gun-crazy master Vampire who sat in front of her with his new, old toy. Grinning like a madman. Then she remembered what she came down here to ask him.
"How is it that we have a back-up mansion?"
Alucard looked up at her, still toying with the Tommy Gun. "It was built before this one, actually. It was the original Hellsing estate, but I proved to Abrahan Van Helsing that it wasn't nearly large, or strong enough to contain me by blowing out the back wall of the lower floor. But. I guess this time, I'll just..." He seemed to gag on the next word "...cooperate."
"Oh, okay then."
"Now, would you kindly leave me be, so that I may tinker with my toys?" He chided, with his trademark grin.
"Oh, fine."
She walked out of the gloomy chamber, and started toward the lobby. When she got there, a few of the soldiers were were talking, and hanging out on the benches, And Integra was going through a file labeled 'Deaths,' and it was rather full.
"Sir Integra?"
She looked up from the file, and spoke, "Hm? Yes, officer Victoria?"
"Are we going to be heading out any time soon?" She asked.
"Probably not until at least..." She glanced at her watch. "Until about 0400 hours"
"Yes, sir." She saluted with incredible un-enthusiasm.
She decided to see what the new recruit was up to. So she headed outside to look around, since she knew he wasn't in the mansion, unless he was literally in the walls, and in that case she wouldn't bother to find out.
She rounded a corner, and saw seven mounds of over turned earth, and a hole with a pile of dirt next to it. The eerie surroundings unnerved her, and she became cautious. She continued to approach that empty hole, slowly closing the space between it and her, every step making her more, and more nervous, and she could almost see part of the bottom, when something jumped out at her with a ferocious roar.
"YAAAAAHHH!!" She shrieked, and fell flat on her ass.
Suddenly, she realized that whatever had jumped out at her was on the ground as well, but it was trying to stop laughing so furiously.
It was Wolf. He had heard her coming while he was laying the last body in a coffin, jumped out and scared the living shit out of her.
"A HA HA HA HA!! That was just too good!" He stated through laughs.
"RGGGHHH! You SUCK!" She shouted as she stood up and kicked him in the head as hard as she could.
"Oh my god it was still worth it. After all, war can't be all seriousness, can it?" He said as he mentally commanded his blood to return to the gash Seras put in the side of his head.
After she calmed her nerves with her revenge she asked, "What are you doing out here, anyway?"
He stood up and wiped a tear from his eye from laughing so hard. "Oh, I was burying the dead."
She seemed a bit shocked, "Really?"
"Uh, yeah...why?"
"It's just, I didn't think people really did such things by themselves anymore."
"Call it an old habit, I just call it humane." He began filling the last grave.
"Well, why don't you give me a hand?" He asked.
She smiled, "Alright."
"Great, just start making crosses out of some loose planks."
She began picking up splinters, and nailing, or rope-tying them together, and pounding them into the ground with her bare hands.
When they were both finished, Wolf took the one extra cross from the ground, and scratched on it with his finger nail in scraggly, obscure script as Seras simply overlooked the newly created graveyard. Wolf stepped in front of her, and pounded in his sign. As he stepped away, one could see that it read in eerie, scraggly calligraphy, "Bury Your Dead."