Chapter One – Bureaucracy, A Spy and An Assassin, or how to deal with the British government
A/N No, it is not Kenway, I do not like assassins creed. For my next note, an apology, Sorry I screwed up in the first one, James Bond is MI6 not MI5, but I fixed it, and we will never speak of that again. Disclaimer, I own nothing, yet.
November
Ten minutes later, the two of them were in a wood clad office at the top of the MI6 offices in London, more specifically an office belonging to M, the leader of MI6. M looked rather indignant and was going crimson with anger, whereas the other two people in her office looked rather calm. The two of them were now in clothing that is more modern; the women was in a Vivienne Westwood dress and the man in a suit designed for bankers with a trench coat and a bowler hat.
"Sorry M, but we have to procure James Bond for the foreseeable future." The tall woman said with no trace on emotions.
"How very dare you", the shorter woman exploded, "you come barging into MY OFFICE, throw-out the person I was meeting with, do you even know who that was? Hmm, do you."
"Yes, a dignitary from the intelligence services of the Vatican, now my turn for a question M, do you know who we are?"
"Well, I er," M spluttered indignantly. "No," she muttered quietly.
"You see Quartermain we leave the world for quarter of a century and they forget about us."
"Wait, Quartermain, as in Allen Quartermain, oh, oh dear, that makes you …"
"Mina Harker", she cut in, "right now that we are introduced after some recent activity I decided to rebuild the league. And that is why we need double O seven."
"Well, I suppose I could allow it, but do you realise the paper work it would take to transfer him from department to department?"
"M, the league has always been classified as part of the intelligence services, so you could just put Bond on an indefinite mission to assist us, and put myself and Quartermain as his commanding agents in the field."
(Sigh) "Very well, Ms Harker you win, go get him before I change my mind." M collapsed on her desk like all a puppet with the strings cut."
"I knew you would see it my way, eventually," Mina stated as she turned around and left, walking past the spluttering delegate standing outside the office.
"How dare, how dare, how very dare you, hey, hey, I'm talking to you madam."
"Oh, shut up."
MI6 Bar
"Mr Bond?"
"Who wants to know?" muttered the brown haired man in a tuxedo sitting at the bar nursing a Martini.
"Hmm, you are in a good mood."
"Usually I'm remarkably good natured. Try me on a day that doesn't end in y."
"Very droll Mr Bond, but back to why I am here."
"I guess you are here to discuss a mission, so we should go somewhere more private to talk, we do not want anyone to overhear now do we?"
"Very well."
Somewhere more private
"So, why are you here?"
"Have you ever heard of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen?"
"Yes, of course, they were an equivalent of the Justice League, except, you know real and Victorian, I was a big fan as a kid."
"Exactly, the two remaining members wish to reform the League, you are being assigned to join."
"Hmm, have you told M this?"
"Yes."
"She was not happy about it."
"I bet."
"So, you will go to the League headquarters in the lower floors of this building on 6th January next year. Is that understood?"
"Very well, I will be there." Bond responded before leaving.
Later that week
Somewhere in Cornwall
Quartermain was back in his Safari wear, Mina was in clothes more suitable for hiking around Cornwall.
"What are we looking for Mrs Harker?"
As he said it a large bullet whisked past his head and hit a house at the bottom of the hill the two of them just climbed up, the house caught fire as the incendiary round hit the thatched roof. Quartermain let out a low whistles.
"Impressive, now where is the person we came to talk to."
"Over there". Mina said pointing at a small clump of bushes.
"Do you mind, you almost got hit." Said a quiet voice that seemed to echo and reverberate inside Quartermain's head.
"Who said that?" Quartermain said looking around.
A buxom, young girl looking to be between 20 and 25 stood up out of the bush. She had short blond hair that just peaked out from under a green fedora, her eye colour was hard to distinguish because she was wearing green sunglasses. She was very short maybe about five foot three, she wore a green pinstripe suit with a high collar, white gloves with red symbols on the back which Quartermain did not recognise, and black boots. The most striking thing was the large gun she was carrying. It was the largest Quartermain had ever seen someone carry; it was at least six feet long stock to the end of the barrel, and she had two pistols, one on each hip.
"Who are you two?" She asked.
"Mina Harker and Allan Quartermain, I take it you are Seras Victoria from the Hellsing organisation, correct?"
"Yes, but how, wait a minute; you are the two remaining members of the league of…"
"Yes, we are and we are inviting you to join." She interrupted
"It is an honour really, but I am needed in Hellsing."
"You will still be able to do your usual Hellsing duties, after all how many attacks do you deal with every year that actually requires you to be present?"
"Four last year and ten the year before, but that was a bumper year."
"Exactly, also in the League you will have the authority to chase your prey into Catholic lands, something you currently cannot."
"I am missing something here; I do not know what you are talking about." Said a very confused Quartermain, as he scratched his head.
"Sorry, Mr Quartermain," Seras said. "Let me explain, as you probably already know my name is Seras Victoria, I am a member of a secret organisation within the British government that has the purpose of protecting the British Empire and Commonwealth of realms from all supernatural threats. We mainly deal with vampires that have become murderers, unlike Mrs Harker here, who we keep our eyes on."
"How do you kill the vampires and other creatures then?"
"I am not allowed to talk about, that's classified."
"I think we go a bit past classified by a bit."
"Very well, blessed silver coated bullets and swords"*
"You will have to clear this with Sir Integra."
"I was rather hoping I wouldn't," groaned Mina.
"Ok, next question then Seras, who is Sir Integra?" Quartermain inquired of the short women.
"My boss."
Hellsing manor several hours later after nightfall.
Seras climbs out the Hellsing Jeep and stretches. Mina and Quartermain got out of their own car and walked over, Seras turned to talk to them.
"I do love the night, come on I'm hungry."
The trio walked into the main entrance where they are met by the new butler of the Hellsing Organisation.
"Miss Victoria, you know Sir Integra does not approve of you bringing home strays, and where is your gun?" The butler said looking at the two League members with contempt.
"Calm down it is in the car, and these 'strays' are here to talk to Sir Integra, and are probably in need of something to eat, if you need me you know where to find me." Seras said over her shoulder as she walked down a corridor
"Oh very well, follow me you two, hang on, you are a vampire aren't you?" He said to Mina
"Yes, I am Mina Harker."
He grunted then continued, "I will have to get extra for you, I hope Seras does not mind sharing." He signalled to a servant that none of them saw before he started moving.
"Go and get a blood bag for Mrs Harker here." The servant bowed and walked away down the same corridor as Seras.
Quartermain turned to Mina and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "does he mean Seras is a vampire?"
"Did you not work that out mister, I mean she covers her eyes to hide the red irises, she has a high collar to hide the bite mark also, the fangs are bit of a give away."
"Well I was not really looking for fangs," muttered Quartermain.
"Hmph," the butler snorted, "you would not last long in our line of work then, come along I will show you to rooms where you can get changed into more appropriate attire for attending dinner with Sir Integra." He turned and walked down the corridor opposite from Seras where Seras went. "These guest bedrooms will do," he said gesturing towards two doors. "Your bags will be along shortly, if you like and if Sir Integra allows you can stay the night, supper is in half an hour." The butler made a shallow bow and turned to leave. "The dining room is at the end of this corridor." He said over his shoulder and walked down the corridor towards the dining room.
In the dining room after Mina and Quartermain have changed into more 'appropriate attire'.
The dining room was a large room with a long table going down the middle, the table could seat hundreds of people, but only three places were set at the far end. One has a blood bag next to a soup bowl.
"Please sit," said the butler walking up behind them taking neither of them by surprise. "Sir Integra will be along shortly, she is just finishing some paper work."
Mina sat at the seat obviously designated for her to the left of the head of the table, Quartermain sat opposite. Five minutes later a tall lady with long blond hair in a suit with a sword at her side walked in.
"Sorry, I am late; we had a problem that took longer than expected, but none of that to what do I owe the honour of a visit from two of England's most famous heroes?"
Sir Integra sat down at the table, and the servants brought in a tureen of soup and ladled it out to Sir Integra and Quartermain, Mina opened the blood bag and pours it into her soup bowl.**
"Well", began Quartermain, nervously, keeping his eyes on his soup, Sir Integra had always made him nervous, "we are planning to make a new league."
"Oh, I see," Sir Integra muttered, her eyes narrowed behind her glasses, "you want Seras".
"Yes, we have already discussed this; she will still be able to perform her duties, she will just be relocated to London, after all there are only four attacks that require her presence per year." Pointed out Mina. "We have already commandeered agent 007 from MI6.
"I don't care what MI6 have to say about this, I do not like it."
"If you do not grant permission we will just go to the Queen and show her these reports." Mina handed the reports she was reading earlier to the knight who snatched them from her hand and proceeded to read them.
"That soup was excellent." Quartermain declared trying to defuse the situation, at this point everyone had finish their soup or blood in Mina's case. Upon seeing the empty dishes the butler took them away and replaced them with the main course.
The main course and desert were rather quiet because Sir Integra was still reading the reports only asking occasional questions. After the meal, Sir Integra retired to her rooms saying she would provide answers in the morning.
In the morning
Sir Integra was not seen again until about ten o'clock, when she entered the lounge where the two league members were waiting.
"I have only one question Mrs Harker, why do you need Seras? You yourself are a powerful vampire."
"Me and Quartermain decided we were too old for field work instead we are going to provide support from behind the lines to help co-ordinate the teams."
"Very well." She turned to the butler, "get Seras' thing ready for transfer to MI6 in London immediately."
"She does not need to attend before 6th of January this is when the beginnings of the new league will be formed. Now we shall take or leave Sir Integra."
"Very well." Mina and Quartermain left the house through the main entrance taking their bags that had been in the lounge with them.
In the car outside
"Well two down Mr Quartermain, only a four more to go."
"Where to now Mrs Harker?"
"Gatwick then, Scandinavia."
"Oh, who are we after."
"The Snow Queen
*I always thought the pure silver bullets were a bit of a waste, surely, silver coated would work just as well and be so much cheaper, and the silver would be rather soft, so I came up with an alternative. In addition, why do none of the operatives have a sword only Sir Integra, I understand why the soldiers do not getting one, but what about Seras, Walter and Alucard? Dracula fights Anderson with a sword after level zero is released, so why does he not have one normally in his infinite coat of tricks.
** I am assuming that Mina is bound by the Hellsing vampire rulebook, and is powerful enough to sustain herself during the day.
A/N. This is during Alucard's vacation as I call it. Seras has two arms in this because she has a prosthetic which she controls using her shadow 'arm' thing, she does not wear it during the epilogue of the last Ultimate Hellsing because she is at home, so probably would not need to hide who she is. This is after the last episode of Hellsing Ultimate, and a while before Skyfall. I would like to thank Forrestib for their input and assistance and for inspiring me, also some of the characters that will be in the future chapters were Forrestib's ideas. I would also like to thank Jubalii for letting me use their design of Seras Victoria from Caeli et Inferno.