Disclaimer: Third chapter is here. Get ready to see some fighting and mayhem as Alucard and Dante meet in a epic showdown of blood and chaos. The wolf pack will also have their share of scuffles here and there.

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Chapter Three- "Duel: No Like King vs. Son of Sparda"

It was well into the late evening as Dante sat at his desk, busy thumbing through a magazine. He had collected pay from the recent assignment. The severed head of the demon he killed was currently plastered on his wall. Not looking up from his magazine he reached over to the pizza box placed on his desk. Opening it he fumbled around for a slice, only to find much to his chagrin it was empty. Looking he growled and kicked the box off the desk. The door to the shop opened just as he went back to his magazine.

"We're closed, come back tomorrow." he replied swiftly still not looking up. Realizing the potential customer did not leave he assumed they needed to do business. "If you have to, the crapper is in the back." Again, no reply.

"Hey pal, I said the toilet is in...the...back.." Dante said looking up at his guest. A very tall man dressed in a red coat, with a red fedora, red wire framed glasses and an all black suit. Dante smirked. "Nice duds" he said complimenting Alucard to which the vampire chuckled.

"Like I said we're closed but help yourself to use the little boys room." he said going back to his magazine. "I'm not here for that, Dante" Alucard said. Dante set his magazine down, looking at him. 'So you know my name. Alright then what do you want?" he asked.

"To kill you."

"Really?"

"I was sent by my master of the Hellsing Organization with the task of finding and eliminating you." Alucard replied walking closer. Dante sighed and slid out from under the desk. Alucard stopped a few feet from the devil hunter's desk and grinned, baring his fangs. Dante smirked, "Hellsing? Never heard of it. Then again I don't really care. You want to kill me? What purpose?"

"My orders are to kill the vampire in this city whom is amassing arms." Alucard explained to which Dante started laughing.

"Vampire? Me? Oh man that's rich. Look dude, I dunno how well your sources are but I ain't a vampire. Not even close." Alucard narrowed his eyes. "I see, well then. Orders are orders. Farewell Dante." he said reaching into his jacket and pulling out his guns the .454 Casull and The Jackal. Dante quickly drew his own pistols Ebony and Ivory. Both men aimed their guns at each other. Alucard whistled, impressed by Dante's weaponry.

"Nice weapons there." he complimented. Dante nodded. "Thanks, yours aren't too bad. You want to kill me? Well let's get this party started!" and he opened fire, as did Alucard. The vampire fired numerous rounds from both his pistols they exploded into Dante's body tearing into his chest, and mid section. Dante flew back, his own rounds connecting with Alucard's body as both hunters crashed to the floor. Alucard had been struck in his head and body. Both men lay motionless before they began laughing. Dante had already begun healing, expelling Alucard's blessed bullets from his body. Standing up he walked around his desk facing the vampire count.

"Ouch, those rounds of yours actually hurt pretty bad. What the hell are they?" he said grimacing as his wounds healed. Alucard laughed, standing up he cracked his neck as his own wounds closed up. "They're specially crafted to kill vampires. The Casull uses blessed rounds from the silver Cross of Lancaster Cathedral. The Jackal fires 13 mm mm armor-piercing, explosive, mercury-core baptized bullets, with casings of Macedonian silver, powered by "Marvell's Chemical Cartridge N.N.A.9." he explained as Dante whistled.

"Nice. My babies here also fire specially designed rounds. This is getting exciting, let's turn it up!" he said aiming and opening fire at a rapid rate. Alucard barely dodged, moving extremely quickly a bullet grazed his cheek as he aimed the Jackal opening fire. Dante dodged out the way and continued his assault at a rapid pace. Both men continued dodging and opening fire on each other whilst wreaking havoc on Dante's office. Dante leapt in the air above Alucard, spinning fast he aimed and unleashed a hailstorm of bullets. Alucard braced himself as they impacted with his body in a bloody manner. The vampire grinned as he fired his own guns colliding with Dante's torso. The devil hunter crashed to the floor before using his right hand to flip himself back up. Dante was bleeding heavily, but began to heal. Alucard too was heavily damaged, his body seemingly crumbling to pieces. Laughing he threw his head back and fire again, this time Dante charged straight into the melee. Bullets impacted with his body as he took aim, right for Alucard's face and fired. Alucard was stunned by how quickly he moved and just barely avoided the fray. Falling back half his right face was missing, smoke hissing from his damaged tissue.

Dante stood up, frowning. "You're not human are you? Who exactly are you?" he asked as Alucard stumbled to his feet. His body began regenerating, looking back at Dante he smirked. "I'm a bit of an enigma myself. I've enjoyed our little dance Dante but I'm afraid I'll have to end this. SERAS! NOW!" he shouted. Dante looked up surprised as he felt a presence behind him. Turning he saw a young blond woman aiming a massive rifle at him. How did she manage to get in? He never even sensed her presence. Seras opened fire, her rifle spitting out rounds at a rapid pace as Dante dashed around trying to avoid being hit. He opened fire on her, but she was surprisingly fast and managed to dodge his rounds. Dante landed and took aim again, only his feet couldn't move. Looking down he saw that some weird black mass of hands were holding his legs tightly. Looking for the source he saw Alucard grinning as black shadows twisted and contorted from his jacket, gripping Dante tightly. Dante grunted, trying to free himself before his body shook violently from Seras' hail of bullets. Dropping down the devil hunter looked up as Alucard pressed both the Casull and Jackal to his head.

"Party's over, farewell Dante' Alucard said as he squeezed the trigger. Two large rounds exploded into Dante's head as he fell to the floor. The battle was over and Alucard was victorious. Seras lowered her rifle. Walking over she looked at the seemingly dead devil hunter. "Master...are you sure he was a vampire? He doesn't look or even smell like on-"

"He wasn't." Alucard answered simply putting his guns away. Seras gasped, she looked at her master with both worry and fear. 'He wasn't? What was he then?" she asked practically shouting.

"I don't know. Something very dark and very strong, but not a vampire. He was nontheless a monster like we are." he explained. Alucard turned around, heading for the door. "We're done here police girl. Come." he said. Seras was still looking at Dante's body. "But...master.."

"Is there a problem? No time for stalling. I said let's go." his tone more indignant. Seras turned to f ace him. "But master! Why kill him? If he wasn't a vampire why kill him?" she said shouting. Alucard spun around, his visage a look of fierce rage and indignation. Grabbing Seras by her collar he growled. "I don't give a shit what he was! It doesn't matter whether he were a man, a vampire, a dog or a devil. Our orders were to find and kill him. That's all that counts. Now he is dead! Left to rot in this place like filth. This is just how life works police girl!" he shouted. Seras whimpered, lowering her head. Seeing her pain, Alucard's gaze softened, sighing he released his grip. Turning back around he sighed again. "Let's go Seras. No time for softness. Our master awaits back home." he said preparing to leave.

"Gee, now that's not nice. You should treat your servant with better care" an all too familiar voice quipped. Alucard and Seras turned around and pulled out their weapons. Dante's body was no where to be seen, a bloody stain was all that remained. Scanning the office they did not find him. Alucard suddenly felt a sharp pain erupt down his spine, gasping he stumbled forward as the massive form of Rebellion pierced him through his lower back and out his torso. Seras turned, her expression horrified. "Master!" she shouted as Dante now stood behind the vampire gripping his trusty sword. Twisting, blood gushed out of Alucard's wound pouring unto the floor. Ripping the sword out Alucard turned around and began firing. Dante used Rebellion as a shield, repelling the bullets before dashing forward. With a few quick motions he cut off Alucard's arms. Kicking the vampire into the wall he wasted no time as he charged forward, driving Rebellion deep into Alucard's heart. He gasped, blood gushing out the wound. Dante frowned, "Dude really? All over my floor? Ah well time to end this" he said and cut off Alucard's head. The vampire's body crumbled in a gory mix of blood and flesh. Seras shook before opening fire, Dante disappeared. Reappearing he kicked the weapon out her hand. Seras growled, her eyes flashing red. Dante grinned and placed Rebellion on his back. "You're a cute little beauty aren't you? Tell you what seeing as how the freak in red was your master you can do the honor of cleaning up his body. How's that?" he taunted.

Seras clenched her fists. "You'll pay for that...you...MONSTER!" she shouted. All of Dante's cockiness and attitude escaped him. His goofy laid back demeanor turned to one of sorrow and pain, as if his very soul were being attacked. His eyes softened, sighing he turned his back. "I see, master and servant type relationship eh? Blows for you. Look babe I'm sorry I killed your master or whatever but he started. Turning back around he was about to speak when he heard laughing. Looking at the spot where he impaled and decapitated Alucard he grunted as the body was gone. Laughter echoed through the office as a swarm of bats appeared, surrounding Dante. Grabbing Rebellion he furiously swung around him, trying to cut them apart but to no avail. They concentrated behind Seras and took form. Alucard began his regenerating process, his legs and arms formed and his torso appeared in a mass off blood and shadows. His hair now wild and much longer and he no longer had his hat and glasses. With one reaching up he spread his arms and laughed as Seras looked overjoyed.

"Master!" she shouted. Alucard faced Dante and grinned, reaching for his gun he took aim. "What a glorious spectacle! I haven't had this much fun in ages. Don't stop! Don't stop! Come on! Let's continue our duel Dante!" Alucard shouted, thrilled to be enjoying such a battle. Dante shook his head, laughing. "You sure love to fight. But hey, good fight now and then makes life more fun don't ya think?" he said shrugging his shoulders and pulling out Rebellion. "By the way, never got your name" he said taking a stance. "My name is Alucard, this is my servant police girl." Alucard said grinning. Seras frowned, gritting her teeth. From behind Alucard she raised a finger, "It's Seras. My name is Seras Victoria." she grumbled. Dante chuckled. "Alucard and Seras, of the Hellsing Organization. I'll remember that. Well it's been a while for me too since I had a real good fight. Why don't we save the chit chat for later? The first move is yours dude." he invited.

Both men remained motionless, until Seras spoke. "Master, if he's not a vampire then we must return home. Sir Integra's orders were to kill a vampire not a...uh...whatever he might be." she said gesturing to the half breed devil slayer. Alucard hissed, lowering his weapons. "You're right police girl. Such a shame, I was starting to enjoy our time here. We're leaving." he said walking for the entrance. Dante narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry. We'll save our duel for another time. Until we meet again, Dante" Alucard said as he and Seras exited the shop. Dante lowered his sword. A moment late his ceiling fan crashed next to him. After that his pool table crumbled and his jukebox fizzed out. Swearing to himself he turned around, placed his hands on his hips and surveyed the damage done.

"Ah crap" he muttered.

After their scrap with Dante, Alucard and Seras contacted Integra back at Hellsing. He reported that although dark and powerful, Dante was no vampire. Integra wasn't too pleased to hear that news.

"WHAT? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN HE'S NOT A VAMPIRE!" she shouted into the phone. Alucard was on the other line, a bemused look on his face. "Like I said master, he's not a vampire. I don't know what he is. Powerful, cocky and fun. But no Nosferatu." he explained. Both master and fledgling were in their hotel room they were staying in. Seras sat in the chair, nervously twitching.

"Damn it all to hell! That means whomever gave us that information was purposefully misleading us!" Integra shouted. Walter stood at attention, his arms folded. Calming down, Integra sighed and leaned back in her chair. "Alucard, did you kill him?' she asked.

"No. This one won't go down very easily."

"Good. Listen, I want you and Seras to return to England at once. There's something bad brewing and I don't like it. Return home at once." she said. On the other line Alucard, 'We shall return at once, my master." and he hung up.

Integra sighed, "Walter honestly, did I make a snap judgment?" she asked. The aging butler merely shook his head. "I'm just your servant Ma'am. It's not my place to question your actions. I just hope my services make them easier to make. But what's done is done. Now why don't I go and start a fresh pot of tea?" he offered bowing. Integra despite her agitation, managed a warm smile. "Thank you, Walter" she said.

While Alucard and Seras prepared for the trek home and Integra dealt with her rash actions, the werewolf pack had arrived in London. The pack had met up with a contact whom informed of possible activity in the subway system. Wasting no time they already set up various position within the station. Michael and Raul were together, sitting on one of the benches. Sergei and Alex were at a newsstand, each reading the paper as part of their disguise. Robert and Karl pretended to be reading the various train stops. Michael spoke into his ear piece. "Remember, only attack once we have confirmation. Don't be reckless." he said. The pack gave a low growl, one which only Michael could hear and understand. He growled back in confirmation. Being the alpha wolf, he was privy to certain powers and influences over the others, one being giving absolute commands which the others had to obey. Five minutes passed. Sergei looked up, his amber eyes focusing on something. He saw two individuals, both very tall dressed in all black. Their eyes were deep crimson. Which meant only one thing.

"Boss, I see them. They're walking right past you and Raul" he said speaking into his ear piece. Michael narrowed his eyes, following them. From his seat he nodded, "Hhm only two? The report said there would be a few more." he said. Raul growled, Michael switched his attention to where his pack mate was looking. Despite the large crowd of people moving about they were able to focus on their targets. They counted five more individuals, again all dressed in black and all had red eyes. Michael smirked, "Bingo" he said. "Robert, Karl. Look to the west, towards the big clock." Both wolves did as instructed, the five vampires linked up with the two spotted earlier. They then moved off together further into the station towards the train tracks.

"Alright show time boys." Michael said getting up as he and Raul followed the group of vampires. The rest of the pack split off into another part, actually going around to set up an ambush. Michael and Raul walked to the train platform, they could still see vampires. The group of blood suckers gathered in a formation on the platform. One of them reached into his black coat. Pulling out a scroll he handed it another group member. Michael raised his eyebrow, what could that be? Stolen documents? Nothing like this was reported. In his ear piece he heard Karl speak.

"Boss, we are situated. Awaiting your signal." he said.

"Sergei and Alex here Boss, ready when you are." the twins said. Michael looked at Raul, whom nodded. "On your command Boss." Michael grinned turning back at the group.

"Party time." Reaching behind him he pulled out his Desert Eagles, Raul reached behind his back and pulled out a large shout gun strapped to his back. Both wolves opened fire, Michael's rounds struck one vampire in the chest and face. Blood splattered out as he cried out in pain before turning to ash and flames. The rest of the group shouted and pulled out their own weaponry. "What the fuck? Kill them!" the apparent leader shouted. The vampires returned fire, Michael and Raul dashed about dodging their bullets. A frenzy broke out as a mob of people ran in terror, screaming and shouting as they left the scene of the fight. Michael rolled behind a bench, peering up he fired his guns a few times. The rounds just missing his targets by a few inches. Ducking back down he looked at Raul whom was loading his shot gun. Pumping it the Italian man peered over and fire three times. Two vampires crumbled to ash. Satisfied Raul ducked back to his cover. The vampires scattered about, returning fire to the wolves whom were taking cover. One of them shouted to the others.

"You three! Go and get out of here. You must get the information to safety!" he said as he opened fire again. Michael paused, re-loading his guns he spoke to his ear piece. "Guys listen three of them are running further into the station. They're heading east, Robert Karl that's where you guys are. Sergei and Alex go and back them up. We'll catch up shortly." he said as he began firing again. ""You got it Mike!" they answered. Raul paused to re load his shot gun. The vampire firing ceased, 'Come out you fuck heads!" he challenged. Raul looked at Michael whom was grinning. Nodding the wolf growled, "Go for it Mike" he said. Michael's eyes flashed, they glowed in intensity as he holstered his weapons. Walking out from his cover he faced the vampire whom aimed his weapon at him. "Just you? You must not be too smart to try and fuck with us!" he shouted. Michael gripped his katana tightly, "Ooh sword slayer huh? Well then come on and cut me" the vampire challenged. Bad move.

Michael drew the sword, making two quick slashing movements before sheathing again in stylish fashion with a loud clink. The vampire remained motionless, apparently bewildered he didn't attack. Growling he started laughing, 'Well ain't you gonna attack me?"

"I did" Michael said.

The vampire suddenly felt sharp pain in his arms, looking down he saw that they had been sliced off. Blood gushed out, Michael grinned as the vampire hopped around. 'Wha...when the fu-!" he began but was cut off as Michael then appeared behind him. Drawing his blade the vampire was stunned. How did he move so fast? It must have been only five seconds that he looked down. Michael drew his sword and in one gory swing cut the vampires head off. It flew several feet before hitting the ground. Blood splattered the floor as Michael scoffed. Flicking the blood off he sheathed his weapon and motioned for Raul to come out. "Never ceases to amaze me, your skill with the blade Mike." he complimented. Positioning his sword back on his waist Michael smirked. "Thanks, let's catch up with the others." he said as the two dashed off with great speed into the station.

The vampires ran at blinding speed, almost complete blurs. Stopping they checked their surroundings. One pulled out the scroll, "Still secure. Who the hell are these guys?" he asked.

"No clue. We must get out of here, our Master does not tolerate failure." another answered. He was preparing to say something else when his head exploded in a gory fashion. Blood and gore splattered everywhere. His body twitched before bursting to flames. The other two looked behind them, Robert and Karl stood there. Robert wielding a sniper rifle, Karl held an M4 Carbine rifle. "Nice shot Robert" Karl complimented walking up. Robert smirked, cocking his weapon as he loaded another shot. The two vampires pulled out sub-machine guns and began firing. Robert and Karl dashed behind some cover.

"Die you little shits!" the one with the scroll taunted firing his weapon. A loud bang popped as his left leg was shot off. He cried in pain and fell to the floor. Rolling he clutched his wounds, blood pouring out. The other vampire turned, visibly very frightened as he fired at the now approaching Russian twins. Sergei and Alex both dodged the hail of bullets before opening fire. The vampires body shook violently, the silver bullets inflicting fatal damage. Coughing out copious amounts of blood he fell backwards as his body burst into flames and ash. All four wolves walked over to the wounded vampire, surrounding him. A few seconds later Michael and Raul showed up. "Good job boys." he said as the pack gave a gentle bark in response. The vampire turned on his back, gasping.

"Who the fuck are you guys?" he spat out. Michael narrowed his eyes before kneeling down facing him. "We ask the questions. Tell me, who is your master? What are you all planning? And why have so many vampires been stirring violence and destruction in this city?" he asked. The vampire then started laughing. "You guys are fucked. You don't realize how dead you all are. You think killing off a few people is bad? You have no idea the kind of hell we are about unleash on this city." he said chuckling.

Michael's eyes flashed, Raul cocked his shot gun and pressed it against the vampires head. "Last time. Tell us now and we'll make your end more pleasant." he said. The vampire grinned, his fangs protruding. "I'll tell you this. The people we are killing off is part of an elaborate plan. We're not just randomly slaughtering, we are targeting specific individuals. Certain blood types even." Michael stood up to full height folding his arms. "Go on."

"We are searching for something. An ancient and powerful secret somewhere in London. Once we find it, your precious little humans will be turned to a pile of shit." Sergei and Alex rolled their eyes. "Looks like we won't get nothing else outta him Mike." they said. Robert scoffed, "He's still holding information. I say we take him with us for more questioning." he said.

"Those weren't our orders." Karl said.

"But we have no other leads for now. Wait, check his coat."

Raul reached in, pulling out the scroll. Handing it to Michael the alpha wolf placed it in his back pocket. "Hhm fine then. Raul, do it." he ordered walking away as the loud bang of the shotgun echoed. Moments later the vampire turned to ash. All six wolves then turned away, exiting the station before London authorities arrived.

Back in Russia, Vladimir was contacted by the pack. Mariska stood at attention in his office, he was currently on the phone with Michael.

"Oh really, a scroll huh. What type of scroll?" he asked.

"It's an old one. Looks to be like some sort of seal." the werewolf responded.

"A seal for what?"

"I don't know."

"Hhhm alright. Keep me updated. In the meantime as you investigate try your best to stay under the radar. If Hellsing suspects anything it might cause some difficulties. Worst case scenario I'll have to make my way to London to personally speak with Integra Hellsing." Vladimir stated

"Yes sir. We will report back with more information." Michael stated hanging up. Vladimir folded his arms, this was beginning to get complicated.

End chapter

Next chapter up shortly. Dante will receive a very interesting call from Integra offering partnership to investigate the mysterious happenings. At the same time the Werewolf pack will continue following leads around London stirring up Hellsing in the process. Stay tuned!