Disclaimer: The wolf pack continue to battle the vampire officers in fierce combat. They prove stronger then originally expected. Have our favorite group of Lycanthropes met their match finally? Vladimir lends some support to Walter and Integra leading to a bloody conflict once Kain joins the fray. Enjoy
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Chapter Thirteen-"War Zone"
Raul and Kronos clashed blades. Grunting the Werewolf shoved him back as he swung and slashed with his swords. Kronos raised his ax, parrying each strike. Raul increased his speed, dashing to the side as he slashed at his head which Kronos ducked and rolled underneath. Continuing their duel it culminated with Raul knocking Kronos' ax out of his hand. The blade spinning before slamming into the concrete. Spinning his sword he stabbed him through the heart causing Kronos to flinch. Blood seeped out as Raul twisted the blade. Kronos sword as he winced from the pain before falling down. Flicking the blood off Raul cracked his neck and sheathed both swords. Spitting he turned to walk away leaving Kronos' lifeless body. "Now..to head further into the city and link with the rest of the pack" he said walking to where he dropped his assault rifle.
As he was about to pick it up he felt a presence behind him. Turning around he was kicked hard in the stomach as he sailed into the air crashing into the side of a building. Falling down he shook his head as he looked around. "Ahh..shit. The hell was that?" he shouted looking up. He blinked twice, Kronos was standing there with a gaping wound through his heart. Smirking the vampire shook his head. "No way, I stabbed you right through the heart" Raul said. Kronos laughed, "Indeed you did. Fortunately I have a few tricks up my sleeve." he said unzipping his jacket and tossing it off. Raul growled before raising his eyes at what he saw. "What...what the hell is that?" he asked.
Kronos' body was covered in tattoos. On the right side of his chest was the image and form of a lion like creature. On the left side further down was the form of a jackal like beast. On his right arm was the image of a hyena like creature and on his back was an ogre like creature. Flexing Kronos cracked his neck. "I admit I didn't expect you to kill one of my lives but, you can't kill them all" he said grunting. He strained as his body contorted, the hole through his heart pumped out blood. Kronos howled as the tattoos began to move and shake. The lion creature ripping out from his body followed by the jackal and the hyena. The ogre growled and snorted as it ripped out from his back. All four tattoos came to life as they pulled out from Kronos' body and took their full shape and form. The lion creature stood on two legs, it had arms with sharp claws and a row of sharp fangs. The jackal creature snapped its jaws and snarled, drool leaking from its teeth. The hyena creature howled and whined, in that typical manner reminiscent of real hyenas. Its cries resembling laughter as it snarled. The ogre creature was massive, standing on two legs and had green skin. It had sharp fangs with talon like claws and long gray hair. Each beast carried a weapon, the lion had a mace, the jackal carried a dagger, the hyena had a short sword and the ogre carried a metal club with jagged spikes on the end.
Kronos laughed as he folded his arms. "This is my special ability. These tattoos are actually the souls of long defeated devils re-animated through magic. They serve as living weapons which can sprout from my body at any moment to defeat my enemies. Any damage I receive they absorb. You can even say they act as extra "lives" I keep in stock." he explained. Raul frowned before standing up, facing this new threat. Removing his short swords he braced himself. "Come and get it" he challenged as the four beasts rushed him. The lion roared as it swiped furiously at Raul who parried each attack. The jackal ran to his side and stabbed him in the shoulder with his dagger. Kicking it to the side Raul's body was rocked as the ogre smashed his club down with both hands. Raul cursed as he crashed to the floor, he watched as the lion and hyena simultaneously charged trying to slash him. Flipping back up he blocked their attacks. "This isn't good. Their movements are very timed and precise, almost like they work in patterns." he said cursing as he growled. He slashed the lion across the chest, blood poured out. Spinning around he stabbed the hyena in the chest with one of his swords. The ogre roared, a deafening sound as he tried smashing him with the club. Raul rolled to the side before slashing it across the back. The jackal ran forward. Catching its jaws with his bare hand Raul used his might as he snapped them with a loud crunch.
All four beasts stopped before standing up. The lion and hyena healed its wound followed by the ogre and the jackal. They growled and snarled as they stood next to each other. Raul growled, picking up his swords. "Terrific. They can heal their wounds. I have to figure a way to read their movements." he said bracing as they charged in unison.
Meanwhile...
Sergei and Alex continued their duel with Amelia and her summon, Rashkor. Sergei watched as his brother fought the towering behemoth. Rashkor smashed its fists, roared and howled as it batted Alex around. Rolling back the Werewolf fired his rifle. The bullets impacting as Rashkor howled in pain. Taking one of his fists he knocked the gun away as Alex cartwheeled away. Running forward he threw an overhand right as his fist collided with the beasts. They struggled, Alex then ducked and rolled as another of its arms swung at him. Getting to his feet he was put on the defense as Rashkor unleashed a flurry of powerful blows. Alex was surprised as how agile and nimble this thing was. "You move well for a big guy I gotta admit." he said bringing up both hands blocking a punch. Alex did a triple kick combo ending with his sending the hulking brute crashing to the floor. Rashkor howled before getting up and charging forward. Alex brought up both hands as he and Rashkor gripped each other. Growling both combatants pressed against the might of the other. "Urgh...just a little more" Alex said. He suddenly topple over. Rashkor having used his remaining two arms to pummel him in the stomach then grabbed him by the face and kicked him hard. Alex crashed into a car causing Sergei to laugh. "Dude you let him do that? Did you forget this guy has four arms?" he teased. Alex stood up, wiping blood from his lip as he turned to his brother. "Fuck you he got me by surprise." he said annoyed. Rashkor beat its chest as he roared again. Amelia sighed and shook her head. "I swear you guys are odd" she said. Alex cracked his neck, taking a fighting stance he smirked. "Alright stinky, round two" he said charging. Alex parried a strike by Rashkor before dashing to his side. He swiped with his claws across the beasts chest. Blood spilled out as Rashkor roared in agitation. Alex continued his assault, rapidly slashing and tearing all across its body. Dashing above jumped on top of the brute's shoulders . Rashkor screeched, punching at Alex as the Werewolf sat on his shoulders. Sergei laughed, "Man you are something else." he said.
Karl and Argos's battle raged on. Karl blocked a kick as he unleashed his own sending Argos crashing into the street. Flipping up he rolled out the way as Karl smashed his fist down creating a shock wave as the ground cracked in several spots. Standing up they continued their hand to hand duel. Karl grabbing Argos and punching him three times in the stomach. Argos reeled over as he then head butted Karl. Both men stumbled back and faced each other again. "You're...not like any Werewolf I've encountered before" Argos said. Karl merely shrugged his shoulders. Argos scanned the area of their duel, cars and other vehicles were smashed, the ground was cracked and busted. Turning back he frowned, "We've been battling for some time now. I think it's time I show you my true capabilities" he said. Karl didn't flinch, only stared him down further.
Argos' body shook violently as his eyes flashed red. His clothes began ripping and tearing as his body began to morph to gargantuan proportions. Karl raised an eyebrow watching as he grew to massive size. His skin turned a mix of black and brown, his head became bald as he shifted out his clothes. He had a heavily muscled and toned frame and piercing red eyes. Growling Argos leaned back and roared. Grunting he stared at Karl who barely budged. Argos spoke, his voice much more gruff and deeper. "As you can see Lycan. Once I transform my power only triples. Enough talk, shall we continue our duel?" he said charging forward. Karl dashed towards him, both men balling their fists as they cocked them back. Stopping a few inches from each other their fists collided. Karl strained, pressing against Argos' might. The vampire smirked, grinning he increased his strength as Karl was shove back. He then attacked, pummeling him repeatedly with powerful punches. Karl's body shook violently as he took the blows. Argos then kicked him in the chest, hard causing the Werewolf to crash into the ground. Karl's body rolled before he slid to a stop. His clothes were torn and he bled from a cut over his right eye. The wound soon closed as he stood up. "Damn I didn't expect his strength to increase that much. I can't let my guard down." he said bracing himself. Argos ran to him, despite his hulking form he moved with astounding speed. The two men began exchanging attacks. Their movements nothing but blurry images as they collided in an exchange of punches, kicks, elbows and knees. Karl threw a fierce over hand right which was blocked by Argos. The vampire then back fisted Karl in the ribs before burying his knee into his gut. Hurling over Karl gasped before regaining himself. He did a triple round house attack, his leg connecting into Argos' body. The vampire laughed, casually flicking off the damage before pressing his attack.
Karl unleashed a flurry of devastating punches and kicks. He ducked underneath a hay maker swing by Argos and countered with an upper cut. His fist collided into Argos' jaw. Expecting his insane strength to shatter it he paused. The vampire's laughter caused his eyes to widen. "What?" he shouted. Argos then pummeled him with his left fist. Karl flew backwards several feet before flipping back up. Spitting out blood he stared back. "That punch would have shattered the jaw of any other vampire...just what the hell did he transform into?" he questioned. Argos laughed again, folding his arms. "Don't fret hound. My transformation not only increases my physical strength but my resistance to pain is increased as well. You could pummel all you want and it won't do any damage. But I plan on enjoying this. It's been some time since I had a worthy fight. Your fighting style is most...unique." he complimented.
Karl didn't speak for several moments. Sighing he unzipped his combat jacket, tossing it off he then tore off his black shirt exposing his rippling frame. Flexing his muscle he slid his right foot back and brought both fists up. "This has only just started" he said before dashing forward in a quick blur.
Robert and Godric continued their fight. Robert flipped over a knocked down street post before running. Godric sped up next to him. They then exchanged a few quick blows before jumping back. Robert ducked under two spinning hook kicks thrown by Godric then rolled to the side. He brought both arms up as he blocked a flurry of kicks from the vampire. Godric was surprisingly very fast and Robert was having an increasingly hard time tracking his movements. Cursing the Werewolf unleashed his own attack, rapidly punching. His fist met his target as he connected with Godric's chin. The vampire fell and watched as Robert jumped on top. Balling his fist he let it sail as he smashed Godric causing a massive tremor. The ground cracked in several spots. Godric shouted, spitting out blood as he used both his feet to kick Robert off him sending the Werewolf crashing into the side of a concrete wall. Sliding down he held his head before standing to his feet. Godric's eyes flashed, blood trickled down his lip and neck.
"Not bad. But I grow tired. Time to end this" he said. Robert watched as he wiped the blood into his right palm. Godric then made a few strokes with his index finger. His palm glowed deep red as Robert narrowed his eyes. "The hell is that?" he said. Godric paused, then disappeared in a flash of red light. Widening his eyes Robert turned to his right to see Godric holding out his right palm. Running Robert barely dodged, the vampire's palm grasping his left shoulder. Stumbling away Robert turned to face him. Checking his shoulder he saw nothing was wrong. Confused he turned back.
"What kind of attack was that? It didn't do anything." he said. Godric shook his head. "Check again." he said. Robert looked at his shoulder to see red light flashing. Ripping his clothes apart he saw he had been branded with a strange red mark. The mark consisted of four red lines inside a triangle. Robert tried wiping it off to no avail. Godric chuckled. "There's no use. It won't come off. It's called the Mark of Sin. It's a special ability I have where I brand my opponent in my blood and fuse it with magic. It has a very nasty purpose. One you'll soon find out." he explained. Robert glared. "Like I give a shit!" he said rushing forward. He flexed his right hand releasing his claws. They grew to fearsome lengths. In one gory swing he slashed Godric deeply across the torso. The vampire summoned his speed at the last moment to avoid being disemboweled. Turning around Robert cocked his head. "Oh, you avoided being cut apart. Guess I'll have at it again." He was surprised to see Godric began laughing. The vampire pointed, "Look again." he said.
Robert blinked, then winced in agonizing pain. Blood sprayed out from his torso. Gasping and wincing he clutched his stomach, falling down to one knee. "What the...the fuck happened? When did you attack?" he asked. Godric nodded. "You haven't figured it out? Fine. Your attack did connect. But all the damage was instead absorbed and transferred to you" he said causing Rober to gasp again. Blood kept pouring out, staining the ground. "But...how..?" he asked. He then was struck with an epiphany.
"The mark!" he shouted.
"Yes. I said it serves a very nasty purpose. Once branded all damage is transferred to my attacker. If you try to cut me you will be cut. Shoot me the bullet will penetrate you. Try to light me on fire...well...you get the idea." he said folding both arms. Robert paused, trying to heal his wounds before standing up. Shaking his head he then disappeared in a flash. Godric jumped to the side avoiding another claw swipe from the attacking Werewolf. He was cut across his stomach, back and leg. As promised all the damage was then transferred to Robert. Blood gushed from his wounds. Tearing off his jacket and shirt Robert checked his wounds. He had massive claw marks all along his torso and back. Frowning he concentrated, the wounds began to heal and close up. "This isn't good. If all the damage is transferred to me how can I attack? There has to be a way around it. Something to counter act the spell. I'll find it." he declared. Standing up he flexed and cracked his neck before assuming a fighting stance. "I'm not down yet. It'll take much more then turning my own attacks on me to finish this fight" he said. Godric cocked his head, grinning. "If you insist" he said dashing forward.
Kathy and Veronica's duel intensified. Kathy proved a formidable opponent, surprising Veronica. Swinging her naginata around Veronica slashed and swiped at her body. Kathy raised her knife, parrying the blows before throwing three quick kicks before slashing with her knife. She cut Veronica across her shoulder and torso. Cursing she swung her naginata, slashing Kathy across the leg. Both women jumped back.
Veronica swore again, highly agitated. "You're going to regret the day you challenged me to a fight she said". Her body shook as he jammed her weapon into the ground. Closing her eyes they remained that way before opening. On her forehead was a third eye, colored a deep shade of violet. Kathy narrowed her eyes, "The hell is that?" she asked. Grinning Veronica laughed as she raised up both arms. "You'll see" she said.
Kathy concentrated, she noticed however her vision was slowing down. Shaking her head she saw that Veronica's outline changed. An aura of powerful energy pulsated around her. Veronica waved her right hand. Kathy blinked, she then looked to her left. Speeding towards her was a massive truck. Jumping and rolling she watched as it smashed into a building creating an explosion. Kathy got up, and froze. Her whole body was paralyzed. Grunting she tried moving her arms, then her legs. Even her face was frozen. "Urgh...what is...what is happening..? I can't move!" she said. While she concentrated on moving she didn't notice Veronica had crept behind her. In three wide arcs she slashed Kathy deep across the back. Shouting the attack caused Kathy's body to move as she stumbled to the ground.
Bleeding heavily she turned back around and watched as Veronica stood there holding her pole arm. Laughing her third eye flashed. "My my you're much tougher then expected." she said. Kathy glared. Reaching for her revolver she pulled it out and fired off five rounds. The bullets racing toward Veronica. Concentrating her third eye pulsated, the bullets stopped, remaining in the air. Her eye blinked as they dropped to the ground. Kathy's eyes widened. Veronica laughed and held her weapon across her back. "That won't work I'm afraid. You see my third eye here grants me with certain special talents. I can read minds, cast illusions, move and control objects and even summon up forcefields." she explained.
Kathy stood up, holstering her revolver. "You mean it gives you psychokinetic abilities?" she asked. Veronica nodded, "Exactly. But enough talk. Shall we continue?" she said. Her eye flashed, from behind her the corpses of several dead humans moved before springing back up. They hovered a few inches off the ground, their heads bent to the side. Kathy shuddered, "That's just sick, controlling dead bodies. Just let them remain in peace!" she said. Veronica held out her naginata, "But this is so much more fun." she said grinning,
The re-animated bodies surrounded Kathy. They began to attack, swiping at her. Using her speed she evaded their attacks. Slashing and ripping them to pieces she turned to face Veronica whom had charged her. The two resumed combat, Veronica increasing her ferocity as she managed to slash Kathy several more times. Kathy watched as he knife was knocked out her hand. Balling up her fists she threw a quick jab at Veronica. Using her third eye she froze Kathy in place. Grinning she kicked her had into a concrete wall. Kathy winced before rolling out of the way of a speeding car. Veronica laughed, enjoying the spectacle as she used her eye to control pieces of debris and other vehicles. Kathy was forced to go on the defense, evading and rolling out of the way of the onslaught. Standing to her feet, Kathy suddenly grimaced in extreme pain. Looking down she saw a gaping hole through her stomach with Veronica's pole arm pierced through. Gasping she winced as the weapon was ripped out, blood splattering everywhere. Veronica laughed before batting her several feet away. Kathy skidded across the ground rolling to a stop. Clutching her wound she cursed several times. Veronica grinned, folding her arms. "This isn't turning out to be as fun as I thought. Exactly what kind of Werewolf are you?" she taunted. Bleeding severely Kathy stood to one leg as she concentrated on trying to heal her wounds. "I've got to find a way to neutralize that eye. I don't know how much longer I can keep it up." she said with her left eye shut tightly.
While the wolf pack struggled to overcome their opponents Walter and Integra continued to fight off the onslaught of vampires. Using his micro-fiber wires, Walter sliced several of the fiends into ribbons. Blood staining the ground. Integra fired from her pistol, blowing off the heads of three vampires. Standing back to back the two surveyed the scene. Vampires surrounded them and there was no way to flee. Chuckling Walter shook his head. "I've been thinking. Have you considered leaving me to flee for yourself my lady?" he asked. Integra furrowed her brow together in disgust, appalled at even the very notion of fleeing. "Don't be foolish, Walter. You already know the answer." she said. Chuckling the butler nodded, "Yes ma'am, as you say."
Several vampires rushed towards the two, only to be mowed down by heavy gun fire. The vampires screeched before turning to dust. Looking up Integra gasped at whom she saw.
"I told you I'd meet you on the battlefield." Vladimir said. He was accompanied by several soldiers of the Order. Cocking their weapons they all opened fire. Vladimir ran to Integra's side, mowing down several vampires. Walter took the initiative to continue his assault. With more allies at their disposal they soon made short work of the remaining attacking vampires. Body parts and blood littered the ground. Vladimir crushed the head of a vampire underneath his boot. "Good, made it just in time. Now to take back the city" he called to Integra who was several feet away. Retrieving her jacket from the wrecked car she nodded. "Yes, we must meet with the main forces." she said walking back over to Walter and Vladimir. The latter ejected an empty magazine and re-loaded his rifle.
Integra was about to speak again when a figure suddenly phased right in front of her. She, Walter and Vladimir all gasped. How did this individual manage to appear so quickly. Smirking, Kain leaned close to Integra, tenderly touching her shoulder. "I am very impressed by your resolve Integra. But now you must come with me. My commander has important plans for you." he said. Integra prepared to strike but he moved too quickly. Striking her in the stomach she felt all the wind escape her body. Moaning her vision faded as everything went black. Integra then collapsed, hanging limply into Kain's arms. Walter, horrified spread out his wires attempting to sever the vampire's head. Kain turned, still cradling Integra limp body. The wires wrapped several time around his neck, Walter squeezed. They didn't even break his skin, flexing they expanded and snapped. Kain's eyes flashed. Vladimir and his soldier opened fire, the bullets racing toward Kain. Kain raised his right hand, black shadows swarmed about his body before a massive spectral wing encased him. Shielding him from the bullets as they deflected off. Vladimir cursed, "Don't let him take Sir Integra!" he shouted as all the men ran toward Kain. Grinning the vampire stomped his foot. Black hands emerged from the ground, grabbing some of the soldiers they were then torn to pieces. Their limbs and heads rolling unto the ground. Two hands grabbed and restrained Walter and Vladimir. Satisfied Kain picked Integra up and tossed her over his right shoulder, her arms hanging loosely. "You can find your precious Integra at the Tower of London. There we will prepare to revive the Nephilim. The time is at hand. So long, Hellsing." he said as he was engulfed in shadows.
The black hands holding Walter and Vladimir disappeared. Walter cursed, "Damn! We have to get to that tower and prevent their revival!" he shouted. Vladimir clicked his radio, "This is your commanding officer. All forces make for the Tower of London. The enemy has captured Integra Hellsing. I repeat, Integra Hellsing has been captured. All forces are to make for the Tower of London and rescue Sir Integra. By any means necessary." he said clicking off. Strapping his rifle he motioned for Walter to follow as they took off into the city.
From his aircraft Victor turned to see Kain still holding Integra's body. Dropping her to the floor he folded his arms. "Task completed, what is next?" he asked. Victor clapped his hands, "Well done. Now all forces head for the Tower of London. We will begin the ritual." he ordered. The massive aircraft began to descend towards the tower. Victor, gazing at the monitor looked as Alucard continued fighting. His eye flashed as an aura of deep red pulsated around him. Speaking, his voice echoed and boomed. "Alucard...I know you can feel my presence. Come to the Tower of London. We will finally meet in person. There we can duel as true vampires. Come Alucard. Come and save your precious Master" Victor spoke gazing at Integra's body. The young leader of Hellsing was still unconscious from Kain's attack.
From the city streets, Alucard amidst battle paused to turn towards the tower. Growling he holstered both weapons. "Victor..indeed it is time we met face to face. I trust you will not disappoint in showing me a good fight" the vampire count said. Alucard's body twitched before morphing into the giant spectral form of a four eyed hell hound. The beast snarled, drool dripping from its fearsome fangs as it ran off into the city streets. Towards the Tower of London, where the final battle with Victor would take place.
End chapter
Sorry for the delay but there you have it. Next chapter big events will unfold. The wolf pack end their fights in bloody and gory climaxes. Seras, having sank into despair at the sight of so much death and carnage gives into her latent urges culminating in her awakening as a true vampire. Walter and Vladimir meet up with Dante as the trio lead the combined allied forces to the London tower. And Alucard and Victor finally meet, quickly leading to a violent and spectacular showdown. The battle for London reaches the breaking point. Thanks for reading!