Warning: If you are sensitive toward depicted violence of religion I would suggest stopping at the last break, if you are not please continue. Remember, this is only fiction.
Matthew 10:34 - Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.
"Happy… Are you happy now? If their bond gets any stronger, we will have no chance."
"I will, admit, I did not see that one coming. I would have figured her will stronger."
"Don't you dare question her will. This was meant to be, don't you see how beautiful this could be gentlemen!"
"Doctor Wolkenstein, I'm beginning to think you are rooting for the wrong side." Said a man in all red, grinning ear to ear.
"Nonsense! Just imagine those two as our King and Queen, such magnificent power they share." Doctor Wolkenstein was very eccentric at the thought.
"The hell if I'd ever let him rule again. He lost his chance." A younger vampire said walking into the large hall slamming the door behind him.
There was a silence amongst the red flames.
"This is ridiculous! Why do we hire humans, why the fuck do we hire useless humans?!" The young vampire screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Armando fulfilled his duties perfectly." Doctor Wolkenstein smiled.
The young vampires hand quickly wrapped around the Wolkenstein's neck. He then looked at the whimpering Doctor in his grasp before an older bearded man walked in.
"Be calm young one, Armando has destroyed-"
"Armando is dead, are you stupid? He's useless and dead, it doesn't matter if he destroyed Alucard's guns or not!"
The bearded man frowned. "We must follow the rules of the Masquerade!"
"We must follow the rules of the Masquerade –SHIT I am so tired of hearing that!" The young vampire mocked the man.
He was angry. "Fuck this, I made them, I can break them, Marius!"
The man in red stood up straight turning toward the young vampire. "Yes sir?"
I want you to go to Rome, stir trouble up in Bucharest, and make sure the Vatican knows that Hellsing is violating their brand new treaty AFTER you lure Hellsing there."
Marius' eyes narrowed. "What exactly is it you want me to do in Bucharest? And how do you expect me to lure Alucard there."
The young vampire turned around leaving the room. "I want you to do what it is you do best, Marius." He stopped at the doorway looking back over his shoulder. "Old man, if this plan does not work out, so help me in the name of the Masquerade, it will be war, with no mercy, no slaves, just corpses. And Marius, you had better not think of showing your face." He closed the door behind him.
"He's going to make this more difficult than it should be. He will blow our cover." A man with a large amount of medals on his jacket stated.
"Our cover is already blown by Armando's blood my son; the war has only just begun."
"There's one thing I don't understand..."
"Hmm?" The bearded man looked up.
"This war is useless if he does not know what he is fighting for. So I ask this war we have started... Why?"
"I would say because he fights with no reason, I would say because he is the one that brought us back and he is in command, however, I am but a mere creation unlike you Mircea, that, you'd have to ask..."
"Radu Cel Mar!? You filthy beast, I don't make deals with the devil!"
Enrico slammed his hands on the patio table causing birds to fly out from nearby bushes.
A well-dressed vampire was sitting down, legs crossed, very calm. He was as pretty as a woman could be. His hair long and wavy, the color of thick blood. His eyes different colors, one light green and one light blue. His body was long and lanky. He wore an all red dress suit; it seemed his color. He had light red facial whiskers and dark red arched eyebrows, pretty, but manly.
"Do not dispel my faithful Master." The vampire frowned.
Enrico snapped his fingers and almost out of nowhere Anderson appeared next to him, providing shade from the sun. "And just, who the hell are ye?"
The vampire smirked showing a slight fang. "Impressive." He looked over Anderson in hunger. "The vampire Marius, father. But you can just call me Marius." Marius had a British accent of very proper etiquette.
Anderson spat. "We don't do business with a heathen, and a Midian."
"I could care less, Father, what religious differences we have, we both want the same thing. And I simply have a proposition for you, which I think you will enjoy very much."
Anderson became interested. "An what might that be ye heathen?"
Marius cocked his head with a crooked smile on his face. "I like you, you're so...aggressive. But what we both want is the downfall of Alucard and to ruin the protestant land of England, specifically London."
Anderson burst out with a sudden laugh. "I like this guy ye? Enrico?!" He slapped Marius's back.
Marius growled and cocked his eye at Anderson. "Don't touch me." He wiped himself off.
"Well vampire Marius, we don't just want that demon dead, we want everyone there dead. We want the downfall of the Hellsing organization." Enrico announced.
Marius stood straightening out his suit. "Yes… That's exactly what I meant. You can do whatever you want with the others. Just leave big red to me."
Anderson moved closer to Marius. "Alucard is mine to destroy in the name of God. What makes ye think ye can beat 'em?"
Marius laughed as if it was a ridiculous question. "Is that so? Am I sensing a school girl crush of some sort? Father you don't want to test what I am capable of, the will of God is in my favor."
Anderson started laughing like a maniac pulling his weapons out. "Enrico! The will of God is in this retched demon's favor, how pathetic."
Marius deadpanned at Anderson's constant laughter, even Enrico Maxwell joined in with him. It's as if they were laughing to drive the vampire back to whatever hole he crawled out of. Marius mused at this unbuttoned his blazer and sat down crossing one leg over the other. Suddenly clouds began to form over the sun. Marius poured himself some tea that was sitting on the table and began to drink it, ignoring the reactions of both Anderson and Maxwell.
"What is this; there were no clouds for today." Enrico suddenly stopped laughing.
Marius closed his eyes breathing in the scent of his tea. "If man could reach the stage of seeking his refuge in advanced, then so would he kick his oblivion and destruction? But what is man without oblivion and destruction? The day, when mankind is put under the verge of extinction, shall their minds function?"
The clouds grew darker and lightening began to visibly strike red within them.
"What is this? This is the devil; this is what happens when you deal with the devil Enrico." Anderson stood shocked and angry for a man who showed no fear.
"Battle rages in the skies. Men drop dead as their forces collide. Falling to the ground, trampled underfoot. Fought from door to door, caused by rich men demanding more. One brother must kill the other. Families ripped apart due to the gruesome art. Blood fills the streets, covering the walls while dead bodies fall. Children cry when no one responds to their calls. Bombs fall screaming with glee, devouring all with no mercy. Rotting flesh is plentiful, everlasting. Pain, chaos and destruction as battle rages in the skies, men drop dead as their forces collide. There is no peace between monsters of men. I am the gun, I am the hammer, I am the sword, I am the Adjudicator, I am the executioner, and I am Mars, the god of war."
What's that saying? 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned?' Something like that, well let's just say 'Hell hath no fury like a Hellsing who allowed herself to be violated by her pet vampire. Inwardly and something she'd never confess to is, Integra is tired as hell and is one very yerning virgin thanks to the doings of her vampire last night.
Now...something to use as a diversion. Oh right...yell at everyone and everything, that's just fine.
"The next time you call here I will personally track you down and slaughter you limb by limb!"
"But Sir it's the job you gave me." The man cried over the phone.
"I don't give a damn what you job is! Call here again and I'll have your tongue cut out!" She slammed the phone down breaking the receiver.
"WALTER!" She yelled.
He came running in.
"THE PHONE IS BROKE!"
"Sir I'm right here, I can hear you."
She raised an eyebrow. "Are you questioning my authority butler!?"
"What the hell is her problem?" He thought.
"No. Sir you must not yell like that you may get a hemorrhage with all the stress!"
She lit a cigar ignoring him. "Thank you Walter for the advice, but, I need a new phone, so hurry. And where's my tea!?"
Walter walked out of the room with the broken phone muttering curses as he bumped into Alucard, who was obviously enjoying Integra's bitchy mood at the moment.
Walter picked the broken receiver up and frowned at Alucard.
"I don't know what you did to Integra, Alucard and to tell you the truth I don't want to, just fix it."
Alucard put on an innocent look. "Well, I wouldn't possibly know what you were talking about. I'm just here to discuss the matter of my guns." He grinned.
"Just undo whatever you did or I'll make your life a living hell." Walter said storming away.
"It already is old man!" Alucard shouted.
He turned to Integra's office door.
"What could have Master so upset this beautiful evening?" He grinned sardonically to himself and walked through the door.
Integra was yelling about something to a house cleaner until her eye caught Alucard.
"Don't you ever knock!" She threw a vase his way; he caught it and sat it down.
The maid she yelled at scurried out of the room.
"Why is Master moody this evening?" He asked as if he didn't know why, the smile, evident on his face showed he did.
Integra stopped in her tracks, her eye almost twitching. She talked through her clinched teeth.
"You did not just ask me that..." She said lowly.
Alucard began walking toward her.
"You did not just ask me that you vain monster!" She yelled pulling out a big shotgun.
"You know that won't kill me." He smirked.
"No but the buckshot will hurt you, and that's good enough for me vampire!"
"Buckshot?" Before he could react, Integra shot him with abnormal speed in both his kneecaps. Buckshot bullets packed with every blessed thing that could hurt a dark creature made him hit the ground grunting at the pain.
The grin on her face said she was pleased at the sound he made. She put the gun back under her desk and sat down. She reached inside her desk to get a cigar but a hand stopped her with a fast speed pinning her against the wall.
That was quite unusual. Alucard grinned wildly. "Do it again." He purred.
Integra rolled her eyes; she wasn't going to play his game. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh Master, this is going to be wonderful. Having me inside of you."
"How dare you!" She reached inside of her coat for her gun but a hand stopped her with fast speed pinned her against the wall.
"Break my arms." Alucard grinned as he moved his face closer to hers, their noses touching.
At this point Integra was confused, wondering if this was some extreme sort of masochist foreplay that Alucard was attempting to initiate.
"It could be, if you want it to, Master." He cut her off licking the side of her face.
Integra blocked her thoughts "What is wrong with him. No, whats wrong with me." Suddenly she heard Alucard's voice but he wasn't talking to her.
"Bronze skin, pale locks. She think she hides her figure under those suits, and they do all but that. Or maybe it's because I've always knew how she looked underneath it all ever since that one n-"
Integra pushed Alucard away blood rushing to her face. She sat down slowly staring pass him and reaching for a cigar in her desk. Refusing to make eye contact with him.
Alucard narrowed his eyes when he tried to dig around in her thoughts and heard nothing.
There was an awkward silence as Integra blew out the smoke trying to collect what just happened. Before they could both speak there was a knock on the door. With Alucard still facing Integra, their position looked compromising at Kenneth's distance.
"Am I interrupting something?" Kenneth walked into the room with a cigarette in his mouth.
An annoyed grunt came from Alucard's throat as he sat in the adjourning chair. Kenneth started laughing putting his arm on top of Alucard's chair. "You two are so discrete." He said sarcastically emphasizing on the 'so' part snickering." Excuse the intrusion Sir."
"Alright Kenneth, what do you want?"
"Actually, before we get to him my matters are more important." Alucard cleared his throat.
"And what is that Alucard?"
"My guns? I don't have any-"
"Hello? Why do you think I'm here?" Kenneth waved a hand in front of his face.
"To annoy me." Alucard muttered as he cocked his eye to Ken.
"Hellsing agents arm themselves with Hellsing armory; I've made an order for Walter-"
"Well you can cancel that order sir, because I have specific orders to give my father these guns." He snapped his fingers.
Two separate gun boxes appeared in front of Alucard.
"Orders from whom?" Both Alucard and Integra asked in unison.
He slightly ignored her checking the boxes for scrapes and scratches.
"I'm waiting for my answer Kenneth. Who is so important to overrule my orders for you beside your father. Who ordered to give him guns?" She was more than curious.
"Well?" Alucard was eager to know as well.
"My mother..." Kenneth announced.
Alucard expression changed rapidly. "Maria."
Silence flowed through the room as a certain tinge of jealously flowed through Integra.
"Don't mess with me Kenneth."
"Father, I'm not, look." He pointed to the cases.
"Remember when mom called you her dark prince, her Nelo Angelo?"
An unnoticeable smile formed on his face as he shook his head slightly.
Well while we were talking about what happened, she gave me some instructions to create the ultimate weapons for you.
"I'm sorry, your mother is still alive?" Integra was very confused.
Kenneth turned to her and smiled. "No, my mother is just my familiar."
"But you aren't a full vampire." Most of the things Integra has learned about vampires were true, however there were certain things she were just learning about, maybe because her father didn't fully research their capabilities, maybe Alucard couldn't provide that research for him. But some things were not as they seemed.
"She can see me."
"What?"
"And she can hear us."
Kenneth looked at Integra. "Sir, are you alright?"
Integra was taken aback. She saw Kenneth's familiar but Alucard didn't see her, she was standing on his left side smiling at her.
"Look at her; she can see me looking at her."
"Mother what are you saying, that Sir Integra, the human, can see you, a familiar and hear us talking, although I am not speaking aloud?"
"Yes Kenneth."
Kenneth's eyes widened. Alucard was looking at Integra then back at Kenneth. To him it looked as if they were exchanging words, mentally. Although that would be impossible as Integra doesn't have a bond with Kenneth. So he shrugged it off.
"It's like looking in a mirror. You're beautiful Sir Integra, perfect for Vlad." Maria smiled
Integra's nose began to bleed and she quickly pulled a tissue to it. Suddenly she couldn't see or hear Maria anymore. She had to try her best to stay calm, she had no idea what was happening to her, and thought if neither Kenneth nor Alucard knew she was in their head it couldn't have been them that caused whatever was happening to her.
"Let's hurry this along shall we?" Integra said muffled through tissue.
Kenneth clicked open a red case."Go ahead." He gestured Alucard to pick up the glossy, velvet red gun.
Alucard picked it up and made a sound of amazement.
"I knew you would admire the color. What you have in your hand right now is Nelo 15mm long, bigger and better than the Jackal, the pistol grip is well accustomed, shaped for your left hand."
Alucard studied the gun, putting Nelo in his left hand, he tightened his grip on it and his grin widened.
"Amazing, ammunition?"
Kenneth pulled a bullet from the cartridge.
"All of them are advance-powered ammunition with sustained automatic fire. The bullet is twice as big as Casual and Jackals. Guaranteed to leave the biggest hole ever, or tear limbs off." He paused.
"Depending on how you aim." He winked.
"The caliber?" Alucard asked.
"500 s and w, with a custom cross tip, silver, mercury, folic acid, holy light and water are all the base bullets. Nelo fires explosive ignited rounds on impact."
"Meaning?" Alucard raised a brow.
Kenneth leaned in. "Now this is where I came into play. I put in an AI chip; the bullet will dig inside the body and break into pieces. It will scatter to the 6 hot spots, brain, heart, lungs, pelvis, stomach, and spleen, then explodes."
Alucard was sliding the chambers and loading the cartridge listening to the recoil.
"Magnificent." The gun disappeared inside his sport coat.
Kenneth clicked open the black case. Alucard picked up a glossy, metallic midnight black gun, which shined.
"Angelo is the same as Nelo, except Angelo, was dipped in cursed and blessed water light, a very netherworld technology. That's why it has a specific shine to it." He pointed out.
"Angelo's ammunition is an armor piercing bullet. How mother had anything to do with it? Of course she was the greatest light sorcerer of all time. It was said that the steel of Angelo was blessed by god himself, personally for you. Nelo Angelo, your new weapons are a great force of unspeakable power not to be reckoned with, only made to work for you and no one else. How is that possible? Your blood is entwined in the grip by an esper and the very heart and soul of this gun."
Alucard holstered Angelo.
"If a mere man, ghoul, or even A-list vampire are to get a hold of Nelo Angelo they will be marked, all for you to hunt." He snapped.
"Excellent, I can't wait to try them out."
"Only the best for the best, ammunition is nothing to worry about also, it comes unlimited in your chambers."
Alucard was nodding.
Integra was amazed at the style of the beautiful guns, how Alucard's ex-wife could come across such technology or wisdom is unknown to her.
"Oh and one more thing." Kenneth lifted a long box on Integra's desk in from of her.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Think of it, as a gift of my appreciation sir." He said disappearing.
"What is this gift day?" Integra asked.
"Well are you not going to open it?" Alucard stated.
She clicked open the long case and picked up the gun first.
"Magnum Desert Eagle Tiger .50 AE with an 18k white gold coating? Where could the boy be getting this from?" Alucard said.
"Hopefully not from my account."
"At least you have new weapons Master. It seems custom made; the hammer nestles within a generous beavertail. And just look at the tiger strip pattern. He has taste. It's obvious where he got it from." Alucard was being cocky.
She cocked an eye at him. "Down boy."
He smirked. "Oh, but Master."
Instantly her eye caught what the sword was, it was Anderson's bayonet from the day they got into an altercation. He stretched it out and made it a saber, the blade was about 45' inches long, sharp to the touch, the grip was the same plating as her new gun, she put it in its case and read what seemed to be a letter attached.
"Using the enemy's weapon against them is the most strategic move ever. But what if you were that weapon...think about it Sir." Signed Kenneth.
"Well?" Alucard asked.
"He's an impressive dhampir."
"Where do you think he gets it from?"
She rolled her eyes. "Not you."
Suddenly Walter ran in the room.
"Sir there seems to be a problem in Rome."
"Let Iscariot deal with it then." Integra scoffed a laugh.
That's where the problem begins sire. The Vatican city and all of Iscariot, is missing. There are mysterious dark clouds with red lightening striking through them. Anything that goes inside doesn't come out. We've lost two agents after the report.
"A dark cloud with red lightening?" Integra was baffled.
Walter shuffled nervously pulling out a map and spreading it across Integra's desk. Alucard raised an eyebrow.
"Vatican City is missing Sir." Walter pointed toward Rome on the map and surely enough where Vatican City should have been there were only clouds replacing it.
"All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war."
Amongst the clouds of darkness and red lightening Marius sat on a throne made of corpses in the middle of St. Peters Square. All the gods are dead, except the god of war, was covering the entire area of Apostolic Palace itself, on the large open area in front of it, written multiple times in blood. There were multiple bodies hanging from the building and pushed on the sides of them as a barricade with only one way out. In the middle of the hanging bodies, on a high cross the Pope hang from it, clothless and brutally crucified.
"To the late Papal Knights and the Pope." Marius held up a chalice of blood. "What I do best. Master Radu… Is war." He looked down at his feet. There on their knees acting as foot rests were Enrico Maxwell and Alexander Anderson stripped down to nothing covered in blood. "I did not say stop, slaves."
They both continued chanting. "All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war. All the gods are dead, except the god of war."
"And so it begins, all hail The Masquerade Age."