I am Back!! I feel like I could've done better on this chapter, but hey, it's hard getting over writer's block. Thanks for the reviews I've gotten. I hope I get more! Here I goes!

Seras's darker side took control over her body. Her hands grew into huge, deadly claws, and her teeth all grew pointed.

Break the line! Attack NOW!

Her legs propelled her forward faster than she had ever run before. She leapt onto the Werewolf's back and set to work with her claws, ripping skin from sinew. As she was enveloped in the blood and gore Kohl grabbed her by the hair and slammed her down on the ground in front of him.

She blocked his first punch, having to use both arms, and the other fist came crashing into her face. She flew back, and grabbed what ever solid object was in front of her. She swung what turned out to be a tire iron at the werewolf's leg, taking him down for only a moment.

Stop fighting like a human! Embrace your true self, and show this monster which is the superior race!! Rip out his Heart, Damn it!

She listened to the voice, and back flipped onto the ground behind before Kohl's fists hit her.

"RRRAAAGGGHHH!!" She howled as she charged him.

Kohl dodged the torpedo-like Vampire as well as he could as she sailed toward him with her hand extended to plunge it through him.

His actions were just barely too late. Her gloved hand cut through him like a knife through bread.

"AAAOOOOHH!!" Kohl howled as the hole widened.

Seras withdrew her hand, and called her incapacitated comrade's machine guns to her.

She was about to fire, when a giant leg swung into her, causing her to go careening through the line of Hellsing soldiers, who had remained silent through the entire duel.

Having expended his last bit of energy, Kohl changed back into his 'Human' form, sat down and waited for the final blow to be struck.

Seras sensed her target's weakened heartbeat and sprung to her feet. She saw the defeated Werewolf simply sitting down and waiting for death like a bad child waiting for his punishment. For a moment, she felt sorry for the beast.

Then she remembered what he did to her friend, and her soldiers. A steep price to pay for victory.

She strode toward the creature calmly and looked him in the eyes.

"You deserve no compassion." She growled through gritted teeth.

The cramped, bloodied courtyard was lit up for a moment as she emptied the barrel-feeds into the Werewolf's heart.

Klaus stared wide-eyed at the sight that he was seeing through the binoculars. Sweat was dropping from the bridge of his ugly, crooked nose.

"Lieutenant! Get me my radio! We have a problem!" He shouted to the space behind him without looking away from his current interest.

When no body responded to his command, he turned to see where his guard was.

He was there. And there, and there, and there, and there. And all over the tall, dark figure with the Thompson, the big red coat and hat, and the orange glasses.

Alucard grinned his shark tooth grin as he leveled his Tommy at the head of the whimpering SS commander.

"Hmm..." Alucard mused to himself as Klaus actually began to cry out of fear.

"Knigts of steel my ass."

RATATATATAT-

Plop

Wolf was lying in a daze, but he swore he could hear someone talking to him.

"Wolf?...Wolf?..."

He awoke, finally, to see Seras's face.

"Thank god, you're alright!" She sighed.

He stood up, and brushed himself off. Soldiers were walking around setting charges on door ways, and on walls.

"What'd I miss?" He smirked.

"We won." Seras beamed.

"You killed him, didn't you?" He asked.

Seras smiled and nodded.

Wolf noticed the ripped up, mutilated, bullet-riddled corpse to his left.

"That could only be the result of blood rage. Am I right?"

She looked a bit embarrassed, and nodded yes.

"Seras, that's a good thing. I got my ass kicked, and you ripped him to pieces. That's how it works."

"Well, thanks. It actually felt pretty good."

At that moment, Alucard joined the conversation. "Congratulations, Seras, you've bested a Werewolf."

"Thank you, master."

Wolf interrupted "If you'll excuse me, I need my weapons back." Then walked off into the night

Integra walked up to the two. "And how did our little raid go?"

Seras replied, "Not exactly as planned, but very well, all he same."

"Good." She walked to her jeep, removed something, and placed it in Seras's hands. "What's this?" She asked.

"It's a new weapon for Wolf, courtesy of commander Kanla. See that he gets it."

"Yes ma'am!"

As the three parted ways, Alucard couldn't help but wonder how long this little private hell was going to last. And what was going to come from it. He could easily defeat Millenium on his own, and wondered why Integra didn't want him to. Eventually, he abandoned these thoughts to more pressing matters. Like how he would deal with the Saxon.