The phone call came at about nine o'clock in the morning. Integra, the human soldiers, and a few of Alucard's familiars were already awake, continuing their cleanup of the rather dusty, and unkempt house. The three Vampires still slept in the basement.
The large, antennaed telephone rang that god-awful ring, and Integra picked it up as she set some files down on her desk " Integra Hellsing...Good morning, your majesty...No...Good...of course I would, your majesty..." A look of surprise and shock crossed her face, but only for a moment. "Very well...I shall inform them as soon as they awaken...yes...yes, Alucard created them...yes, he can produce more...Yes...Of course not...I will...very good...Good day, your majesty." Integra hung up the phone.
Shit. Two days. Africa. Nothing but desert. These thoughts danced around in her head, and she muttered something "I just got this organization back on it's feet, and I have to have troops in damn Libya in two damn days!" Her speech had grown to a yell as she spoke. She crumbled her Cigar, burning her hand as the ember touched her glove.
She simply looked at the black mark on her hand. "Ouch."
Alucard lay in his coffin in the basement listening to his master shout obscenities at her frustration.
"Ha Ha Ha, my master, the hothead." He laughed as he listened to her anger with pleasure.
Several minutes later, a knock came to his door, and a human soldier spoke, "Sir Integra wishes to see you."
Alucard lifted the lid to his casket, rose up Dracula style, and strode to the door, opening it.
He saw the soldier go to Seras's room, say the same thing without opening the door, and do the same at Wolf's.
The soldier turned around to see Alucard watching him. "Oh, sorry." He said as he slipped by.
Weird. He thought, then, he phased up through the ceiling to Integra's office.
Integra watched Alucard phase through the floor, followed by Wolf, and then Seras walked through the doors.
"Good, you're all here." The three sat down on chairs in front of the desk.
"The queen has contacted me, and disclosed the location of Millennium." She spoke.
Alucard pretended not to know, he had heard Integra raging on about Africa, and Libya.
"We will be heading to Libya in two days. War will be declared, but only by Hellsing, not by England."
"We're going to War?" Seras asked with a slightly frightened expression.
"Yes, Seras. We are declaring war on the Millennium group." Integra replied.
She continued, "It will be a war hidden from the rest of the world, no one in Africa, or the rest of the world is to know, other than the Queen, and ourselves."
"What if someone were to see us?" Wolf asked.
"Simply nab them, and clear their memory of the past hour." She said, "We will drop in Libya, and travel west through the Sahara."
"What will be the squad situation?" Alucard inquired.
"I will act as general for this operation, Seras and Wolf will be field commanders. You will rotate patrols daily. The Libyan government has a Supernatural authority in the city of Tripoli. They will meet us with a ready encampment, and some equipment." Integra said.
"So should we prepare to leave?" Alucard asked.
"Yes. Prepare your coffins and weapons, get some ammunition ready, and take them downstairs. We will bring them to the London airport today. Customs will be incredibly difficult to pass after the attack, so we will get an early start. Seras, don't worry, you won't be cargo this time." Integra laughed.
"Yes!" Seras shouted.
"Yes, I'm sure it was hell. Anyway, you may go."
The Vampires stood and left the room.
Two days later – London International Airport
Integra walked up to the attendant at the boarding station. "Integra Hellsing, This jet is waiting for me and the rest of my party." She showed her ID, ticket, and passport to the woman, and was let through.
The jet, and a few military scout bombers were the only planes left intact after the royal airfield was damaged by the rocket attack.
Integra and the Vampires were dressed in casual clothing for travel from London. Ie: Jeans, T-shirts, and jackets. The soldiers took a separate plane, while Alucard's familiars had receded into his body.
As the four showed their passports, tickets, and boarded the jet, the attendant called after them. "Enjoy your flight.!"
"There's nothing to enjoy about it." Integra mumbled, as she fumbled with her carry-on luggage.
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