Disclaimer: This is it. The final battle is upon us! Alucard releases his massive army of familiars which easily over powers and destroys the remnants of Victor's army. The vampire count and Victor continue their vicious fight with neither one backing down. Meanwhile, Michael over comes his guilt over Anya's death and in a stunning move unlocks hidden powers that make short work of Kain. He then rejoins the pack who along with the aid of Seras begin an assault on the Nephilim biding time to find a way to seal them away. In the end Dante returns along with Lady and Trish to lend a hand before teaming with Alucard to destroy Victor once and for all. The conclusion to Hellsing: The Dark Wars will be epic and bloody. Enjoy!
Chapter Seventeen-"Hellfire"
Tens upon thousands of souls descended from Alucard's body. In an ocean of blood and shadows Alucard released his familiars whom sprouted from him in an army numbering in the thousands. Taking shape they quickly spread forth from his position. Men, women as well as all manner of animals such as horses. Men on horses wielded long pole arms and carried banners with flags attached. The flags displayed the sign and insignia of the Wallachian royal family; A remnant of Alucard's previous life as Vlad Tepes III. The familiars appeared as ordinary beings save for their eyeless sockets of which blood poured out in streams and their long dreadful moans. Aside from humans vampires were also among the denizens of his familiar horde. Among them were the Millenium vampires Tubalcain Alhambra and Rip Van Winkle as well as Victor's own soldier Damon.
Alucard's appearance had drastically changed. Instead of his trademark red coat, glasses and hat he now wore heavy black armor with a tattered and torn long cloak attached to his shoulders. Buckled at his waist was a long double edged sword. His face had changed too, appearing as an older man in his mid 40's with a long beard and long black hair. Raising both hands Alucard spread forth his familiar as they traveled to all corners of the city. The familiars began attacking both Victor's forces and the Nephilim. Tearing apart vampires and skewering the winged demons on massive black spikes. The vampire frantically tried firing back only to see their bullets had no effect. One vampire was tackled by four of the familiar men who gripped him tightly before tearing him apart limb by limb splattering blood everywhere. Dozens of Nephilim descended down on the army. Screeching and roaring their bodies buckled as they were shot down by a fast moving beam of blue light. The light traveled in an erratic pattern piercing and tearing huge gaping holes through them. Rip Van Winkle held out her trademark musket rifle, a satisfied grin as he guided her magic bullet as it tore through them. Alhambra using his magic playing cards spread forth dozens as they sliced and tore through dozens of vampires and ghouls. Their heads split in two, their bodies ripped in half and their entrails spewed out in a gory fashion. Damon, in his typical aloofness waved his hand as a wave of fire burned several of the Nephilim to ash and cinder. The familiar army were quickly turning the tides.
Victor, having moved to a high vantage point watched as his beloved army was quickly being destroyed. Furious, afraid and unsure of his next move all he could do was curse in agitation. "This...can't be...my army. No impossible. How can he be this strong? Where have all these souls come from?" he asked questioning where Alucard summoned his familiars from. Integra watched along with Seras, a smirk on her face satisfied at her servants abilities. Seras' mouth was agape, amazed and also terrified at her master's tremendous power.
Vladimir, Walter and the wolf pack had likewise moved to higher ground. On top a destroyed building they watched Alucard's forces tear through Victor's army. Vladimir folded his arms, narrowing his eyes. "So..this is the true power of the Hellsing family's ultimate weapon." he said. Walter chuckled, nodding in agreement. The wolf pack watched, Karl nodded his head. "I never would have believed had I not seen it with my own eyes." Raul and Robert merely observed. Sergei and Alex stared, for once unable to come up with a lewd joke or wise comment. Kathy at one point actually trembled. "This is...unreal. All these souls were in his body?" she said. Walter grinned. "100 years of arcane and occult knowledge . That is how the Hellsing family has produced him." he said pointing to Alucard. "Alucard. The true pioneer of immortality." Walter said. The remaining coalition of Hellsing and the Order continued fighting back with the aid of the familiar army. The soldiers opened fire, unleashing a hail of bullets as they tore through the vampire horde.
Grinning Alucard chuckled before waving his arms. "It's time then that I join in the fray" he said. Pulling out his sword he dashed through the streets in the center of several familiars, cutting and slashing through vampires and ghouls. The Nephilim continued flying in the night sky, screeching and howling as they too continued their assault. The gateway from which they were revived continued to spew out thousands of the devilish beings. Vladimir looked up into the sky. "Alucard's forces are great but even they aren't enough. We need to find a way to re-seal the Nephilim. Has any new information turned up?" he asked. The pack shrugged, "Not much. That seal we had recovered is the only clue we have but we still can't decipher it." Karl said. Vladimir swore as Walter narrowed his eyes. "Hhm...it must be connected somehow. But what..." he said gritting his teeth.
Meanwhile...
Michael was again impaled by another black spike. Spitting up blood he winced from the pain. He had been stabbed multiple times in his torso and through both shoulders. Kain chuckled before forming another black spike in his hand. "No one has ever survived my nightmare for this long. You should feel honored. I plan on going on until your mind shatters and you suffer a total mental collapse." he said. Michael looked into the darkness. The cruel illusions spawned by Kain had only grown worse. Aside from images of his beloved Anya he was now being afflicted with his pack and even images of Vladimir being callously tortured. Closing his eyes he sighed heavily. Moments past and he remained silent. Kain cocked his head to the side. "Hhm guess it happened quicker then expected. No matter. Off with the head then." he said preparing to sever Michael's head.
"I lied."
Kain paused, he was sure the response came from Michael. Michael looked up, blood trickling down his chin as he smirked. "I lied before, when I said I was only afraid of myself. What I fear most isn't me persay. I fear the darkness that is inside me. That cold dark sensation whenever I make a kill. The desire, the instinct to kill. To feel blood flow between my fingers and warm flesh on my fangs." he said as Kain raise an eyebrow. Laughing Michael shook his head. "The last night we spent together we made love all through the night. I told her I was born a monster, lived as a monster and would die a monster. My beloved Anya and our child were taken from me because she carried the seed of a monster. So what I fear most is the darkness in me." Michael said.
Kain laughed, resembling more like the bark of a wolf. Controlling himself he shook his head. "That's rich. I've walked this earth for a millenia and have never heard such a thing. A Werewolf afraid of the his own evil? HA! It's almost too much! Why are you telling me this?" Kain asked. Michael began laughing before he spat out a mouthful of blood. "You said this power is spurned by the fear of the mind. If the mind accepts what they fear most then surely that power vanishes no?" he said. Kain smirked, "Close. Even if the mind accepts what it fears I still have access to the soul. Unless the soul can overpower and over come the very darkness and desire within my power can't be broken." he said confident.
Michael began laughing causing Kain's smirk to fade. The spikes embedded in him begin to budge as he slowly wedged himself free. He wiggled his arms before bursting from his restraints. Straining Michael's eyes flashed as he pulled himself through the black spikes, an incredibly painful process. Kain stepped back, his face registering shock. "No...this can't happen. No one can over power my darkness!" he shouted. With a final shout Michael freed himself. The spikes ripped from his body causing blood to pour out. Grimacing his healing factor quickly repaired the damage in seconds. Kain growled as he waved his hand. A wave of darkness crashed towards Michael as he disappeared in a flash of light. Turning to his left Kain was rocked by Michael's fist. Crashing to the floor he was then kicked hard across the other side. Smashing down Michael sped to him and rocked his body repeatedly with a series of powerful blows. Kain's body shook from the violent impacts. Gasping he tried fighting back, swiping at Michael's head to which the alpha wolf evaded. Michael then clotheslined Kain, sending him into the wall. Sliding down Kain bled profusely from a wound at his chest and shoulders.
"Urgh...this can't be...how can he be winning...what is going on?" he questioned. Michael's eyes shone with a brilliance never before seen. Light emanated from his entire body, causing the darkness to erode and reel back. Kain watched as his nightmare was melting away. The grotesque and hideous ghouls and figures howled and screeched, the horrific images faded and cracked as the light spurned by Michael chased all traces of the darkness away. Standing to his feet he watched as Michael began walking to him. "Having accepted the darkness in my heart I no longer fear it. Thus you have no power over me. The haunting memories over losing Anya are fading. I've learned to accept her fate as something I couldn't control despite all my power. Anya may be gone but her spirit and soul live within my own. Kain, you've lost and now it's time to end this." Michael stated holding up his right palm. A bright and powerful aura of golden light began to crackle and spark around it causing Kain to flinch. The light spread from Michael's palm all the way up his arm. It then stretched out, taking the appearance of a massive and heavily muscled clawed forearm. Michael's own arm could be seen channeling the attachment. Kain gasped, taking in Michael's new appearance. The Werewolf's eyes flashed and for a brief second Kain could see the outline of dozens of Werewolves all forming around Michael's body.
"That light, what the hell is this power? No I can't lose! I am the darkness! My darkness cannot be overcome!" Kain shouted raising his right hand as shadows formed. His arm transformed into a massive speared weapon. With a burst of speed he charged Michael whom in turn did the same. Leaping to the air both men sailed to each other preparing their final attack. Michael growled as he raised his claw over hand. "Die!" he shouted letting connect with Kain's flesh. The claws pierced his neck down to his shoulder and through his torso. The resulting collision created a massive spark and beam of intense golden energy. Kain's torso exploded as his insides spewed out and blood burst everywhere. Howling in seething agony his cries were soon dampened by the intense roar of Michael. His attack lasted for several moments before it ended. Landing gracefully to his feet he had a look of great focus. Kain's body crashed to the floor in a massive and bloody heap. The golden light soon faded as the chambers they battled in returned to normal. Michael held out his arm as the light vanished. Walking over to Kain's body he looked down at the vampire. He had five deep and very large claw marks from his neck and shoulders all through his torso and even to his lower body. His body twitched, coughing up blood he struggled to speak.
"That...light...what did you do to me?" he coughed out.
Michael didn't answer right away, closing his eyes and then re-opening them.
"Power of the Bloodline. Spirits of the Twelve. It is an ability passed down within the pure blooded clans of the Lycanthrope curse. It calls on the spirits of our ancestors and channels their rage, malice, hatred, power, fighting spirit and collective memories and experience all in a single attack. It's power is so great it's said to be yielded only every couple thousand years by only the most gifted generation." Michael explained. Kain actually smiled, despite his injuries. "Kain, you said you were the oldest vampire I'd encounter. Well, I'm the oldest Werewolf. You say you watched Rome fall, I was there during its peak. You saw Christendom spread through Europe. I was there when HE was crucified. I've had a little over 2000 years to walk this earth. Such a shame we couldn't meet on the battlefield a thousand years before now." he said. Kain chuckled weakly, his life quickly fading. "I see now, that explains your great might. I should have figured only a pure blood would have such power. Well this is it for me but allow me a parting message. I place the future of our world on your shoulders. The fate of both Vampire, and Werewolf lies with you. Farewell, Michael." Kain said before his head dropped. Seeing that he was dead Michael sighed before turning to leave the chambers.
Back outside.
Victor confronted Alucard whom smirked and began laughing. "I see now. So that is why it is so hard to kill you. Hundreds upon thousands of souls all deeply embedded in your being. Alucard, tell me. Just how many lives have you fed on?' he asked. Alucard cocked his head to one side. "That's quite the question in the midst of war. Don't tell me that seeing my full power has frightened you." he responded. Victor's eyes flashed, expanding his wings he flapped them twice before raising his right palm as red energy collected. "I have the sum total of your vampiric power along with the power of the Nephilim. Even with your might I will not fall." he said preparing to fire a blast of energy. Alucard chuckled, swarms of familiars surrounded the two as he charged. Alucard jumped up, forming into a streak of black shadows as he raced toward Victor with astonishing speed. Colliding into him, the force of their attacks formed a massive dome of energy.
From her position Integra narrowed her eyes. Seras turned around. "I'm going now, Sir Integra." she said preparing to jump to the ground level. "Seras." Integra said causing her to turned around. With her back turned Integra spoke. "Kill them all. Then return to me alive. I won't forgive you if you don't. That's an order." Integra said. Seras remained silent before putting on a serious expression. "Of course, right." she said. Seras jumped into the air and spawned black bat like wings as she took flight racing to the center of the city.
While Alucard dueled Victor Michael had finally met with the rest of the pack. "Alright so what's the situation?" he asked gazing in the sky and seeing the newly risen Nephilim fly about in a frenzied state. "They've been resurrected. Which means we're fucked. That aside Alucard and Victor are duking it out as we speak. If they're fighting then it means Integra has been safely rescued. So our only other option is to find away to seal these things away again." Raul stated. The pack had gathered with Vladimir and Walter to discuss a way to reseal the Nephilim. Walter turned to the tower watching as thousands more continued pouring into the sky. "What of the Orb of the Fallen? What if we were to acquire it?" he said. Vladimir shook his head. "Won't do any good. Even if we had the Orb all that would mean is the gateway would shut. They'd then just be trapped in our world. Besides Victor absorbed and merged their power with his. There's gotta be someway. Something we might be over thinking or over looking." he said folding his arms.
"I think we have an answer to that." a beautiful voice said. The group turned to see two women standing there. One had short black hair with separate colored eyes wearing an open white jump suit. Strapped across her shoulder was a massive rocket launcher. The other was a blond woman with a black sleeveless top, black pants and boots and massive red colored sword across her back. Vladimir spoke, "And who might you be?" he asked.
"The name is Trish. This here is Lady." she said gesturing to her co-hort. Sergei and Alex whistled. "Whoa she's a babe!" Alex cracked as Sergei then purred. "I normally go for the brunettes but blondie here has got a body on her. How bout it babe?" he said. Rolling his eyes Michael sighed. "Down boys. First we take care of business then you can let your crotch do the thinking." he said. Kathy frowned at him, cocking her hip to the side. Trish chuckled, reaching into her back pocket she pulled out a piece of paper. It was a scroll with an ancient language written at the top and an ornately designed shape and pattern. Karl looked at it, "Wait that looks like the seal we have" he said as Trish nodded. "I take it you lot have it on hand?" she asked.
Vladimir nodded, "Yeah but who exactly are you guys? Don't recall seeing you with Hellsing." he said. "We're not. Consider us the back up, I take it you guys know Dante? We're long time friends of his." Lady said. Vladimir and Walter nodded while the wolf pack shrugged. "Dante? The white haired dude with the cocky attitude? Yeah we've...met. More or less." Michael said. Trish smiled. "Good so I'll get to the point. The two scrolls are the way of resealing the Nephilim. The language on the front is ancient Sumerian. It dates back nearly 4,000 years ago. In Sumerian mythology and lore, the Nephilim were beings from a distant world that taught the Sumerians how to construct their society. Teaching them their language, arts, culture everything. They were even revered as godly beings." she explained. Walter narrowed his eyes. "Since you mention that I did explain to Sir Integra on how some societies viewed them essentially as alien beings. But if the Sumerians revered them why would they make scrolls so they could be sealed away?" he asked. Trish tossed back her blond hair. "Because even though they worshiped them, they also greatly feared them for their horrifying power and so Sumerian priests created these scrolls so if the time ever came the Nephilim could be sealed away back to their home world." she said.
"Alright you have that scroll and we have our own then what? None of us can read ancient Sumerian." Vladimir said pointing to the group. Karl stepped forward. "Actually I can Boss. Ancient societies is my forte, I have an extensive knowledge of virtually every ancient civilization ever to exist. Including dead languages." he said causing Vladimir to blink twice. "Really? Wow I never knew that. How come you never mentioned it?"
"Never asked" Karl said shrugging eliciting chuckling from the pack. Lady folded her arms. "There's no need. We already translated it so we can take care of it. You all can continue to fight. Can we have the other scroll?" she asked. A second later Vladimir handed it to her. Turning around she and Trish prepared to head to the tower when Vladimir stopped them. "You said you were long time friends of Dante. Tell me then, who exactly is he?" he asked. Trish smirked, "You'll realize soon. I promise" she said as her and Lady headed toward the tower. Vladimir narrowed his eyes. Michael stepped up. "So now what?" he asked. Vladimir pointed to the sky as more of the winged beasts descended to the streets below. "We buy them some time. Take the pack and square off long enough so that they can activate the seal. Walter and I will try to find Integra." he said as Michael nodded. He and the pack turned to leave when Vladimir stopped them.
"Michael" he said as the alpha wolf turned to look back.
"You better come back alive." Vladimir replied with a fierce glare. A moment passed before it softened into gentle smile. "Remember, I still need a best man for my wedding." he said. Michael smirked and gave him a thumbs up as he and the pack dashed off.
"Damn it why won't you die?" Victor shouted in frustration as he cut through another of Alucard's familiars. The vampire count raised his sword before clashing with Victor. Energy sparked as they jumped back several feet. Victor raised his right hand, dozens of Nephilim descended down towards Alucard. Gripping his sword tightly he slashed and tore them to bits. Cutting off the head of one and piercing another through the heart. He used his shadows to devour the bodies as his familiars swarmed and attacked the remainder. Smirking he began to taunt Victor. "Even after all their power you still can't harm me. How much longer must I wait? Come on! Show me your true power Victor or is this all you've got? Come on! Hurry!" Alucard said shouting.
The two vampires had been battling for some time with Alucard gaining the upper hand. Victor, angry and frustrated clenched his fist tightly. Red light flashed as he gathered energy and fired a massive attack straight at Alucard. Alucard grinned, jumping back as his familiar horde swarmed about absorbing and taking the brunt of the damage. Victor spat, growing more agitated by the second. "I will not die here. I am the god of this new world! The master and ruler of all that is created! You will become part of me and rot in Hell for eternity!" he shouted charging more power. Alucard laughed, clapping his hands as he walked forward. "A vampire posing as God? How foolish." he said shaking his head.
While Alucard and Victor continued fighting, Michael and the pack had journeyed to the center of the city where most of the carnage had taken place. The streets were drenched in blood, body parts littered the ground and vampires and ghouls along with the Nephilim still stalked the streets. Michael sighed. "Well. This very well could be our last true battle. Those two girls hopefully can activate the seal before we're completely overrun. If not...we are the last hope for this city and all of humanity." he said. Karl smirked, "Ironic. As Werewolves we symbolize death. Yet now the very mortals who fears us now rely on us." he said. Robert chuckled. "Let's see. 7 wolves against thousands and thousands of flying demons? Possibly even a million or more? I like it." he cracked. Sergei and Alex stretched their arms, rotating them around. "I say we go all out. Full power, no holding back. Might as well take as many of them with us as we can." they said in unison. Kathy held her head low, sighing she stared down at the battle scene. Michael gently took her hand, holding it tenderly and stroking it with his thumb. Smiling she did the same back. Letting go of her hand he turned to his pack. "Are you with me?" he asked.
Karl folded his arms and nodded. "Until the end." he said. Raul smirked and also nodded. "Of course." Robert flashed a grin and rubbed his nose. "You got it." Sergei and Alex said in unison, "You're the boss." Kathy nodded as Michael gazed at the night sky. "Dawn will break soon. Despite what few hours we have left I can feel the power of the moon. She's been hidden behind the nighttime clouds and the rising smoke from the fighting." he said raising his arms. The amber eyes of each wolf began to shine brightly. Michael could feel the pull of the moon, a deep and powerful sensation channeled in his body. Calling to him, begging to be released. Clenching his fists he breathed in deeply then exhaled gently. "It's been an honor to fight with you all. Let's make this our last stand. Move out!" he said. The night clouds parted as the full moon came into view. Michael's body rocked violently as he and the other pack mates began their awesome transformation into their Werewolf forms. Rising to 8 feet tall with pitch black fur Michael let out a deep howl followed by the pack. In a bounding leap he jumped to the streets below as he and the pack dashed towards the remnant of Victor's army in a last bid for humanity.
As the wolf pack engaged their opponents Lady and Trish finally made it to the chambers where Victor activated the ritual. Pulling out both scrolls Trish placed them on the stone altar. It shook three times before the Orb of the Fallen glowed brightly. Turning to Lady she smirked. "It will take some time. Once activated it will be a while before the seal is strong enough." she said. Lady just nodded, "That's fine. Just go and read the incantation." she said. Turning back Trish clasped both hands together and closed her eyes. Concentrating she began to read out the inscriptions in Sumerian. The room rocked violently from the power of the scrolls. After several minutes she finished. Turning back around she nodded to Lady. "All set. We just have to buy enough time. Once strong enough it will react instantaneously and begin the sealing process first by destroying their power. The gateway will open and then they'll be cast back into the pits of Hell." Trish explained. Lady nodded, "Alright let's go. They could probably use the help." she said turning to leave the chambers.
Across the city...
Victor spat as he watched Alucard slice through one of the Nephilim. Hissing Victor raised his right palm to the sky. The Nephilim descended down by the thousands. Victor was gathering their energy into his body. His body expanded in size, growing taller and more muscular. His wings expanded as did his horns. Roaring Victor stood at gargantuan heights. His voice echoing in a chilling fashion. "Alucard, you won't last much longer. By drawing on their power the Nephilim grant me unlimited abilities. I am unstoppable. I. AM. GOD!" he shouted. Alucard smirked, unfazed. Raising his sword black shadows began to form. Waving it three times a massive arc of shadows raced toward Victor forming into massive spikes. Victor formed a shield of red energy. But as he soon realized the shadows weren't targeting him. They spread forth, impaling his remaining vampire soldiers. The vampires cried out as they were skewered in gruesome ways. One through his torso and again through his chest. Another split through his neck before sliding down to the floor. One vampire had his arm cut off, blood spewing everywhere before he was impaled through his rectum. Victor watched in horror, across the city more of his forces were being impaled on massive spikes. Alucard smirked, the scene reminded him of his former life. As a human and a cruel prince, Vlad grew to infamy by impaling his subjects and enemies on large pikes. As expected he soon earned the title of "Impaler." Gritting his teeth Victor charged forward to attack Alucard.
"Karl above you!"
"Mike, look to your left!"
"Sergei, Alex, Robert be careful they're trying to surround you!"
"Kathy watch out!"
The wolf pack ran through the streets. Michael was at the tip being the alpha wolf. Growling and snorting he ran on his hind legs at remarkable speed. The pack ran in a V-formation tearing through the Nephilim. Stopping they roared, a deafening sound as they spread out. Michael roared and using his claws ripped through two of the beasts spilling their entrails out. Karl cut the head off one before biting into the chest of another. Sergei and Alex as usual fought together, clawing and swiping. Raul, Robert and Kathy used their massive fangs to bite and maul several Nephilim. With a frenzy unlike any other they were quickly gaining the advantage. The Nephilim continuing to soar through the sky would swoop down and attack the wolves. Michael ducked as one swiped at his head. Another grabbed his right arm, using his strength he broke free before punching it in the chest. Karl wrestled with one on the ground, rolling and tumbling. Pinning it with his foot he took his forearm and pressed against its face. Hissing and screeching it kicked him off before tackling him. Kathy panted, her black and tan fur bristled as she growled and reared her head back in a sharp bark before snapping the neck of one of the demons.
Michael paused and looked to the sky. Concentrating he snarled. Using his alpha powers he relayed messages to his pack in their mind. "Dawn will come soon. Kathy will need our protection as she'll be weakened from exhausting her powers. Remember she's newly turned so it wears her out faster." he said.
Robert batted one of the Nephilim into a wall before he nodded, panting and barking. "Fuck that means as soon as the moon begins to set we'll be down one wolf. Guys pick it up. Maybe we can create enough leeway between us and them so Kathy can recover her powers. Kathy fall back!" he said. Kathy howled, unlike the others she could only understand their pack speech but couldn't speak it. She indicated she understood. Taking his claws Raul cut through more of the beasts. Their bodies began piling around the pack as more flooded the sky. One Nephilim swooped down preparing to attack him. With his back turned he didn't see it. Karl kicked the Nephilim on top him and rushed to his pack mates aid. Just as Raul was to be attacked a streak of black light twisted around the flying demon before spreading forth and ripping it apart. Seras dispersed her shadows as she landed gracefully. Glaring hard she smirked at Raul whom gave her a respectful nod. Turning back the wolf roared before tearing into more of the beasts. Seras dashed through the ground using her profound strength as she punched, swiped and kicked the Nephilim. Michael snorted before he returned to his fight. As he predicted dawn was soon approaching, the moon began to set. Kathy's body jerked violently, her change was beginning to take place. Karl, Sergei and Alex jumped in front of her forming a blockade. Protecting her while she made the transition back to human form. The Nephilim grew in number. Growling and roaring the pack continued fighting with the aid of Seras.
At the base of the tower Lady and Trish fought back more of the Nephilim. Wielding the sword Sparda Trish cut one of the fiends in half. Summoning her powers of yellow lightning she sent a massive arc of electricity that fried the beasts whom hissed and screeched in great agony. Lady fired two sub machine guns killing two of the Nephilim. Re-loading she turned to Trish and said, "Hey how much longer?" she called out. Trish kept slashing and tearing through the Nephilim. "Not much, don't tell me you're getting tired already?" she said taunting. Lady frowned before pulling out her missile launcher, Kalina Ann. "Hardly" she said firing a rocket that exploded into a group of the Nephilim.
Alucard and Victor prepared for their final clash as the vampire count spread forth his familiar army. Victor, reaching the peak of his power summoned a massive dome of energy that was racing toward Alucard whom raised his cloak as shadows formed around his body. Gun shots rang through the air as Victor's attack was halted. Bleeding from his wounds he looked to his right where the shots came from. His face dropped, recognizing the individual. "You?" he spat.
Dante smirked, holding his guns as he jumped down beside Alucard. Grinning Alucard chuckled. "I was hoping we'd meet again. It'd be a shame if you had went and gotten yourself killed before I got the opportunity to do such." he taunted. Dante shook his head laughing. "You sure are crazy as hell dude. Again, I like that but come on. You really think I'd go and get killed by this asshat?" he said pointing to the grotesque form of Victor. Alucard shrugged, raising his sword. Victor growled. "Insolent fools I will kill you all here!" he roared. Dante shook his index finger. "Tch tch. My my that's a lot of arrogance. I say we teach him a lesson. What do you think?" he asked Alucard. Grinning Alucard stepped back, "Fine by me." and with a shout he dashed forward. Dante pulled out Rebellion as the two men charged Victor. Victor spread forth massive red tendrils from his arms. Dante flipped over. Slashing across his chest three times with Rebellion. Alucard ran at his lower body, cutting and swiping with his own sword. Victor cried out as he tried swiping at them. Dante stabbed him in the back with Rebellion, pulling up he slashed him fiercely blood gushing out as he flipped back. Alucard spread forth his hellhounds whom ran and tore into Victor's body savagely biting and ripping into him. Jumping back he cut off Victor's arm with his sword. Victor was knocked down before exploding red energy destroying the hellhounds. Bleeding heavily he didn't back down. Dante's body glowed before he shouted, entering the Devil trigger state. Now transformed Dante unleashed a fearsome assault. He swung Rebellion three times before spinning around and swinging down. Victor crumbled back, screaming from the pain. Alucard joined the fray, both men taking turns in slashing at Victor's body. Dante used his Stinger combo to jam Rebellion deep into Victor's chest. Alucard jumped forward and mad an X pattern into his torso before he too jammed his sword into Victor's chest. Alucard then took the next horrifying step in rearing back and biting into Victor's shoulder. Victor cried out, Alucard bit harder before he he tore off his other arm at the shoulder. Spitting it out he and Dante stood next to each other, the latter crackling with energy from his transformation.
Victor spat up blood, bleeding from his chest and arms. Both Rebellion and Alucard's sword lodged deep into his chest. Dante bounced slightly before speeding forward in a quick blur. He kicked Victor several times before pulling out his and Alucard's sword. Tossing it back to the latter who flicked the blood off. De-energizing Dante placed Rebellion across his back. Cracking his neck he took a step forward before pausing. He sensed a massive surge of power, Alucard did too. It emanated from the tower. Deep within the seal finally activated as bright white energy exploded from within forming a pillar of energy. Trish and Lady looked up. From their positions; Integra, Walter, Vladimir, Seras along with the wolf pack also gazed to the tower. The Nephilim shook violent before screeching. Their bodies shriveled to grotesque skeletal forms before bursting into black mist. At the ground level behind Victor the gateway opened as the black door that summoned the Nephilim to this plane burst open. A gust of wind formed as it began pulling their spirits back inside. The deformed spirits of the Nephilim were sucked in, in a massive heap and plume of black mist. Victor's body shook as his transformed state reversed. He lost his wings, his white hair and his horns returning to his normal appearance. "No! No my power! This can't be happening! Nothing can stop their power! I am unstoppable! A god among mortals! I am the beginning and the end!" he shouted frantically. Dane shook his head as did Alucard. "Dude really? You talk all this trash about how you're the new ruler and once your power begins to vanish you lose it? How cheap." he said. The Nephilim continued to descend in, until finally the last remnant were sealed back inside. However the gateway remained opened. Victor struggled to remain standing. Having lost nearly all his power he used what remaining strength he had to reform his right hand. "I will not die here. My reign as god of this world is not over." he said staggering. Alucard grinned, for the first time since transforming his pulled out his pistols. Spinning them he took aim. Victor fired a small blast that knocked the Jackal out his hand only for it to be caught by Dante. Smirking they stood side to side both aiming. Victor's eyes widened at the realization that despite his insistence, he would die. Whimpering he tried pleading. "You can't. All I wanted was power!" he said.
Dante held the Jackal, adjusting to the weight. Nodding approvingly he grinned. "Not bad. I was hoping I might get to test our your weapons." he said as Alucard laughed holding the Casull. Taking aim Dante infused the Jackal with his demonic power. "There's a saying my brother and I had back when we were kids. Used to say it all the time before our mother died." he explained. "Oh really. And what is that?" Alucard asked. Dante smirked, "Jackpot" he said simply. Alucard laughed. "Jackpot. I like that." he said. Victor flinched, "Please. Don't do it!" he tried in a last desperate attempt. Both Alucard and Dante took aim for his heart, with their fingers on the trigger and smirked.
"Jackpot" they both said and fired a single round. Both shot fired pierced Victor's head and heart respectively. Blood exploded from the impact as it launched him back into the gateway as it closed shut behind him. The door rumbled before dispersing into black mist. After much struggle and bloodshed, it was finally over. Victor and the Children of the Fallen were finally defeated, this time for good.
Dawn soon approached the city of London. The raging fires which once consumed the city had finally died out as smoke rose in the air like a furnace. Buildings lay crumbled, bodies littered the streets and blood soaked into the ground. Vladimir and his forces began tending to their wounded before beginning to regroup. The young Russian leader sighed. "Well after two centuries it's finally over. We did it old man." he said in regard to his ancestor Vitali Sokolov. Walter nodded, "Yes it is finally over. You've done your bloodline a great service." he said. Vladimir smiled. Clicking his radio he contacted the pack. "Michael come in, come in report." he said. Several moments passed before Michael responded. "Michael reporting in. Lost my damn ear piece so we had to find a radio. Everything ok there?" he said. Vladimir nodded, "We're moving our wounded out. Get everyone and meet up soon. We're going back home to Russia. This has been a long and hard war and it's finally over. And there's a special woman whom I made a promise to that's waiting for me. Report back once you're ready." he said. "Roger that. Michael signing off." he said clicking his radio.
Michael and the wolf pack gathered in the street watching as day light soon came to view. Sighing he turned to look at his pack who nodded in response. Seras stared at the rising sun, she felt strangely at peace despite her newly christened vampiric powers. Michael smirked, "Well it was fun while it lasted but time for us to head home. Let's go guys." he said motioning for them to follow. Seras smiled gently, "Thank you." she said. Michael shrugged. "Eh not a problem. Tell your master he's lucky to have a progeny like yourself." he complimented. Seras watched the retreating form of the pack. Kathy walked up next to Michael, once again taking his hand and clutching it tenderly. "So what's going to happen with this city?" she asked. Karl spoke, "I imagine that Integra Hellsing will use her power to cover up the existence of vampires. The attacks will probably be likened to a horrific terrorist attack. Any mention of vampires or demons will be denied." he explained. Raul folded his arms. "Shit she's got power like that?" he said impressed. Robert turned to him, "Remember. The Hellsing family has been protecting British land from vampires for over a century. Covering up an attack like this will be child's play. But besides that, what will we do once we get back to Russia?" he asked. They stopped, unsure of the answer. They then heard a deep grumble come from Alex, or more specifically his stomach. Sergei's stomach likewise growled highlighting his growing hunger. Patting his stomach Alex smiled and turned to his pack. "Dude let's go get pancakes." he said excitedly. Sergei turned to each pack member. "Pancakes?"
"Sweet" Raul answered.
"Sure" Robert replied.
"Hell yeah" Karl answered grinning.
"Mike?" Alex questioned as Michael laughed while Kathy rolled her eyes. "Pancakes sounds great. Let's do it." he said.
Across London Alucard concentrated, standing in a pool of blood. Bending down he began lapping up the red substance before literally gulping blood by the gallons. From all corners of the city Alucard drew in the blood spilled by the fighting. Both human and vampire he drank it all as it flowed in a literal ocean of blood into his mouth. Alucard began wildly laughing, delighted at consuming so much. "Marvelous! Absolutely marvelous!" he shouted his voice echoing in the air. Dante watched as the vampire consumed the blood of the entire city. Shaking his head he turned and walked way, to meet with Lady and Trish. Alucard continued drinking blood, satiating his massive thirst.
"I don't even know if I can eat it all!" he echoed.
Integra watched as her servant drank his fill. Chuckling she shook her head. "Glad to see you satisfied, Count." she said. With that she continued watching as Alucard drank to his delight. The battle ended as day break appeared and the sun cast away all the shadows of the night as the war with Victor's army, was finally over.
End chapter
Well that's it. It's been loads of fun. I really hope you all enjoyed this fan fiction as much as I did. I have to say it has turned out better then I originally thought it would. Stay tuned, I'm writing an epilogue as a follow up surmising the events after the war ended. Thanks for reading!