Chapter Three: Murder Club

England, August 12th, Burmingham 17th street

"This is vile…" said a police officer.

"What the hell happened here?" asked another.

Later on, the police hear the sound of nearby cars. Once one of these cars stops and out steps Arthur, dressed in his usual brown business suit, smoking a cigar.

"Where is the squad leader? I'm from Kirkland." said Arthur.

"That's him?"

"He's the Kirkland guy? I expected someone else!"

"Someone older or something!"

All the cops stood before Arthur until finally the squad leader approached him and everyone went back to the task at hand.

"I'm the squad leader. Are you Arthur Kirkland?" he asked.

"Let's skip the introductions. Just give me a detailed summary of the situation." Arthur replied.

The squad leader straightened up, slightly afraid of Arthur's calm, yet commanding tone. "Well, in a Matter of hours, the street has become a killing ground. Not one person has been sparred, not even children."

Arthur stood there, listening and urged the squad leader to continue.

"Three families have been slain, a total of 11 people. Six of the corpses were entirely drained of blood and we have found points where the blood appears to have been sucked out. The other five were butchered. Every single household has been turned to a horrific sight, a sea of blood. We were given orders to call Kirkland and let you handle the situation. We are completely powerless over the situation."

"I see," said Arthur, "From now, Kirkland will be assuming command of this operation. If you'd like to give us any more details, do it now."

"Well, after all this, we presume they'll be heading west." The squad leader brought out a map and pointed to a road on it. "We presume they'll be using his route for a sneak attack. Be on the lookout for a male/female couple."

"Very well then. Now, let's clear these bodies before they become ghouls. We're on their tail and we've predicted the house they'll attack next. I'm sure they'll be very surprised once they see Kirkland's trump card there." Arthur said.

"Also, Sir Kirkland, we knew from the start that this was no ordinary case. You see, all these families had something in common."

"Which is?"

"They were all Christians, they all had children and with the blood of the victims they wrote messages on the walls. Declarations of war against Christianity, more precisely." After finishing, the squad leader presented Arthur with a picture of a bloody cross on a wall, surrounded by messages such as 'Hell's gate' or 'From deep darkness, to the No Life King'.

'Hmmph...if anyone has the right to call themselves a 'No Life King', then that's Vladislav.' Arthur thought.

"God-damned abominations..." said Arthur, "These bastards obviously don't give a damn about England and its church! They must be destroyed. Neither of them shall be sparred!" Arthur concluded.

Meanwhile, Vladislav walked down an empty street, looking for the correct house. He had received information about these low-life vampires from Arthur, and was ordered to kill them.

One of the houses on the empty street had been turned into a sight of pure horror. The bodies of the four family members were now just a bunch of rotting, dismembered corpses. In the centre of it all stood two vampires, a male and female.

"This is the fourth family." said the male.

"Only nine more to go..." continued the female.

"Exactly. After these nine, we'll become strong. We'll live forever, just the two of us!"

"Yes..." continued the girl, "I'm sure the police are looking frantically for us."

"Ha! I bet they are. But it doesn't matter, we're invulnerable. They can't stop us now!"

DING DONG

The sound of the doorbell ringing caught the attention of both the young vampires. They turned to the door and the boy stepped forward, slowly making his way towards the door.

"Wait here for me." He said while taking out his gun. "I'll shut him up."

He walked up to the door and looked outside through the peephole. He was surprised to see Vladislav pointing his gun towards the door.

It took only a few seconds for the young vampire to realise what was happening, and after doing so he stepped back from the door. However it was too late. The bullets had already pierced the door and the young vampire. He collapsed on the floor and looked up to see Vladislav looking directly at him through a rather large hole in the door. Vladislav then opened the door and stepped inside.

"Time for you to die." Vladislav aimed his gun while saying this. He was mimicked by the younger vampire who had already started shooting. Vladislav, however, blocked all of the bullets and continued advancing towards the boy.

"You have zero pride, zero self-respect...and zero reasoning. You can't turn to mist, not even a bat. You're not even able to regenerate your wounds. You've killed entire families senselessly. The worst part now, however, is the fact that you have no ammunition left. You have zero battle ability..." Vladislav said in a low, threatening voice before continuing, "You think yourself a vampire?! YOU ARE PATHETIC!"

By now, the young vampire was already up on his feet, trying to get away from the elder vampire. However, it was already too late for him. Another shot to the chest had the boy on his knees, and Vladislav wasted no time. He raised his hand and impaled it in the youngster's chest.

Straightening himself up, Vladislav heard a soft creaking noise.

'She's out of the house. Don't let escape Police Girl.'

Yekaterina gasped. Her master had managed to reach her telepathically.

'Fire quickly Police Girl.' Vladislav ordered.

'B-but master! She's so far away! And fast! She's already 5000 metres away! I don't even have a scope! And it's so dark!' Yekaterina responded.

'Police Girl, listen to me. Remember what I taught you. The distance of your target and the night would've been a problem if you were still human. But you're not. Aim for her heart, child!'

Encouraged by her master's words, Yekaterina forced herself to concentrate. It was alright. She could see the target. All she had to do was aim for the heart. Aim for the heart...

Yekaterina fired, hitting her target's heart perfectly. Yekaterina stood still, amazed at what she had done, thinking a few things over. 'This gun is huge, but I didn't feel any recoil. And I saw the target perfectly! Is my vision really that good? I just...Argh! What is happening?!'

'Nice shot, Police Girl.'

The young Ukrainian was interrupted by her master's words.

'Time to head back to headquarters, child.'

'Yes master!' replied Yekaterina.

Meanwhile, at headquarters, Arthur stood in his office, lost in his thoughts.

'Too many...there's too many...All these vampire wrecking havoc. They have no direction; it's all just mindless killing...'

Arthur tried to understand what was going on. Where did all these vampire come from? Unless...

'What if someone...' Arthur thought, '...is creating these vampires?'

A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner! However, I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Also, I'm going to post a Hellsing Abridged with the Hetalia cast! I already started working on it and can't wait to finish!

Reviews are very much appreciated!