The Lost Priest
Chapter 29
Final Confrontation Pt. 1
(A/N I'm really surprise no one had sent me any ideas. So, in the end I was forced to come up with something, even though I really don't like what I have written. I wanted to make the ending the best it could be but without any good ideas to work with I really don't know what you, the readers, really want anymore. I'm going to try my best but… Well, I just hope I get at least some reviews. I just want to get this story over with and I was hoping for some help. So the battle is going to be a little short and blunt. I'll try not to make it too blunt but… Also I have yet to read the final chapters so I won't be getting everything like it is in the manga. I did some research on it and I hope to get some of the same feeling.)
SOUNDS/sounds
Thoughts
Telepathy
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(Last Time)
"Calling Raid and Ruins. Calling Raid and Ruins, this is Redemption. We are at the Rome Millennium base. How are you fairing on your end?" Brother Petro's voice sounded off.
"The Berlin base is almost under Allied control," Virgil replied. "The situation is in our favor."
"We have only just arrived ourselves," Mary answered. "Situation still unknown."
"Part of the Raid party is currently in London but it is only a handful of us. Things on our end look quite grim until we get some backup from Ruins," Abel cut in.
"Vanessa Walsh is already on her way with a relief party," Mary said. "So hold on tight."
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(Present Time. Hindenburg II)
Word about the Londinium forces and the future Vatican now attacking was unwelcome but not unexpected news. It was not looking good. Little bit by little bit the power was shifting sides. How could this happen? Everything was perfect with the perfect ideals, the perfect plan, and the perfect soldiers. Yet, something somewhere when horribly wrong.
"Damn zem! Damn zem all to hell," the Major yelled in anger. "Explain to me how zis happened! Everyzing vas perfects!"
"Herr Major, from vhats ve could see on ze cameras ats ze home base ze Empire vas using some sort of robots," the Doctor said, looking at the angry Major. "Zey of course von't be able to converts into ghouls und zey can continue fighting even after server damage. Zats is part of ze reason vhy. Ve also have to keep in mind ve are also going up against futuristic veapons und a whole empire of vampire-like beings."
The chubby Major growled as he gritted his teeth. First they attacked the home base, then they killed Schrödinger, and they only keep coming. He couldn't retreat. No, he wouldn't retreat! There had to be someway to get back the ground he was loosing. He wasn't going to let this defeat him. He had waited and come too far to let it end so soon.
He leaned back in his chair looking at all monitors. He could still smell the smoke coming up from the burning city below him. It was the only thing still giving him hope.
"Zis var vill still be ours, gentlemen," he said but no grin was present on his face. "Zere forces have to be stretched zin to deal vith us here und on zeir side. It's only a matter of time before zats begins to show. Zis is only a minor setback."
Zen vhy does he look so vorried, the Doctor thought, looking at his Major with concern. Zis does not bode vell. Not ats all.
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(London)
She had seen his army flood the streets attacking her comrades and their ghouls. She had no idea he had this much power. She knew he was strong but this was ridiculous. Familiars on horse back swamped the streets and there were just so many of them.
She swallowed the knot in her throat as she gripped she large musket. She had just barely managed to escape him and his familiars amongst the debris and smoke. She could hear him walk around just out of her sight. Her heart was pounding and racing up into her throat. She had engaged him earlier and that was stupid move. It looked like she had the advantage for a moment as her Magic Bullet kept swing back around again and again hitting him every time.
That was until he caught the bullet in his teeth and spat it out, like a piece of used chewing gum. Now she was running from him; running for her very life. She was hoping to catch him off guard but he knew where she was and she wasn't stupid enough to engage him again at this moment. His footsteps finally stopped and she bit her lip.
"Come out, come out, little girl," he grinned licking his lips. "I know where you are hiding."
A moment later the sound of a musket went off and hit him dead on in the middle of his chest. Less then a second later the same bullet came back around again and then again and again. Alucard hit the ground with a thump and the woman stepped out of shadows still weary of the downed vampire. There was no way it could be that easy.
She took aim at him again as she stood over him. Her finger wrapped around the trigger. Her long black hair blew in the hot smoky wind. A moment later a white gloved hand reached up and grabbed hold the musket's barrel.
"Damn you," she yelled as his stood still holding the barrel of the gun in his hand.
"Rip van Winkle," he grinned at her. "How nice to see you again."
She tried to pull her gun out of his hand but it wouldn't budge. So she pulled the trigger again. The bullet cut the side of his face as it flew past him. She quickly pulled her gun free and got out of the way for when bullet started to return. Those magic bullets weren't something she wanted to get hit by, by mistake.
Yet, this time the bullet did not circle back around. Nor did she hear it make contact with anything. She looked up at Alucard to see him grinning wider than before. There was something she didn't know about she could tell by that look in his rage red eyes.
"My bullet, vhere did it go?!" Rip van asked, looking around as she held up her musket again.
"Hm? That's a good question," Alucard laughed at her. "Where did your bullet go?"
She growled and pulled the trigger again. The black round pellet struck Alucard shoulder but again the bullet didn't return. Something wasn't right. Before she could do anything else Alucard was upon her. She tried to run only to have her one of her bullets finally return and strike her in the leg.
"AAAAAGH!!" she hit the ground, dropping her gun as she reached for her wounded leg. "H-how?! How did zis happen?! I don'ts understand!"
She reached for her gun only to have another bullet strike her hand. How could this happen? Why were the musket's rounds finally returning? This didn't make any sense! She saw a dark figure now standing before her. She looked up to see a set of blood red eyes staring down at her as a toothy leer split his face.
This was not the Nosferatu Alucard but someone else entirely. The musket's two stray bullets circled around him under his own control. She then heard someone else step up behind her. She slowly turned to see Alucard giving her the same sadistic look.
"Nein! NEEEEIIIINN!!" Rip van screamed, trying to get up only to have the unknown stranger grab her long hair and pull her back into his arms. "AAAAAAAGH!! Lets go of me!! AAAAAAGH!!"
A moment later Alucard was holding her musket up to her chest. Tears started to flood her eyes as the barrel of the musket started to embed itself in her chest. It went deeper and deeper into her and she could no longer do anything to stop him or rather them. The stranger in the strange armor held onto her while Alucard continued to drive the musket's barrel farther in and straight out through her back.
Rip van Winkle didn't have the strength to scream anymore as Alucard grabbed her by her head and tilted her head back and dug his fangs in as deep as they could go into her bare neck. She felt the stranger let go of her as Alucard took hold her to deepen his bite. Her head hung back as her body became limp like a rag doll. Through half opened eyes she could see the stranger release his power of her musket pellets finally dropping them to the ground.
He held no expression on his dark face. He just continued to watch her and Alucard without a word. She was going to die here just like this. In the custody of two demons. A moment later she felt Alucard remove his fangs from her throat. He looked up at the partner with a grin before licking his bloodied lips.
"Hmhmhm… Hahahaha! What's that look for, Priest?" Alucard asked. "You look like you want something?"
A priest? Him? Rip van, thought as she tried to look at the stranger again.
She could faintly see the glimmer of the gold rosary hanging around his neck. He seemed to tense as Alucard brought her a little closer to him, before holding out her arm to him and flipped her arm over exposing her bare wrist.
"I've noticed the changed in you the moment you returned here. You couldn't really hide it from me, Abel," Alucard leered, holding up her arm a little higher to him. "I'm sure you've noticed a change in your taste of foods slightly. You'd like a taste, wouldn't you? Go on, Crusnik. I don't mind sharing—a little. It's better to accept than to deny. You should know that by now."
Abel closed his eyes for a moment before reopening them again with a determined look on his face. He reached out to grab her arm and moved her sleeve up a little higher and pulled off her glove to get to her full wrist. His black lips parted wide as he bent down slightly to reach her thin wrist.
A sharp pain entered her wrist as he dug in hard. Alucard then released her back into Abel's custody. Alucard had to wander when all this happened to him. He was part of the Nosferatu bloodline yet he was still living. It must be the nanos that was keeping his heart beating, he concluded. The power of the Crusnik coupled with the power of the Nosferatu; that was indeed a powerful combination.
"You'll make a fine Nosferatu, Abel. You don't deny what you are," Alucard said as Abel removed his fangs from Rip van's wrist.
"I may not deny it but I don't enjoy it," Abel replied, wiping his blood coated mouth.
"You will—eventually," Alucard grinned as Abel stood up straight and dropped the motionless female Millennium soldier to the ground. "There's still a lot of work to do and the night is still so young."
Alucard started to walk off with Abel following him. A moment later a flash of light cut the darkness, followed by a fairly large boom, and the smell of burning flesh and ozone. Alucard turned around to see Abel lower his clawed hand still sparking with electricity as he looked at the burning remains of Rip van Winkle. Maybe Abel was enjoy this more than what he was letting on.
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(Integra, Caterina, Hinkle, Anderson, and Yumie)
"Lady Caterina, behind ya," Anderson yelled as Caterina ducked and one of Anderson's bayonets struck a ghoul in the head. "Keep your wits about ye."
"You're not very good at fighting, your Eminence," Yumie said bitterly, slicing a ghoul in half. "You can't even handle the recoil of a small firearm. It's a wonder on how you even became a Cardinal."
"You shut up," Caterina snapped at the sword wielding nun.
"OH! I hit nerve, huh?" Yumie grinned in a cocky manner. "You must have stayed seated behind your nicely polished desk instead of out in field. I see how it is. You let others do your dirty work. Even you, a 'Cardinal,' stooped as low as to use a disgusting creature."
"That's quiet enough out of you," Integra snapped, aiming her gun at the back of Yumie's head. "You are speaking out of tongue."
"Kindly remove your gun from my partner, Integra," Hinkle said, pressing the barrel of the gun against the knight's head. "If it vasn't for the direness of this situation I vouldn't even give a second thought about pulling the trigger."
Integra growled slightly in anger before finally removing her gun from Yumie's head. How she managed to get stuck with these Catholic bastards and a long distant descendent that couldn't really even take care of herself in battle was beyond her. But she sure wasn't going to let anyone hurt Caterina. After all she was her descendent and she did feel obligated to protect her in some way.
"Yumie, Hinkle, this be no time tae be fightin' wit dem," Anderson stated walking over them.
"Well, they started it," Yumie grumbled.
"We did nothing of the sort!" Caterina yelled.
"Enough! Tha' be quite enough outta all of ye," Anderson snapped at them, looking between them. "We got bigger problems tae be worryin' aboot."
Anderson and the women looked around to find themselves surrounded by FREAK vampires and their ghouls. Was there no end to them? The small group huddled together and readied their weapons as the enemy closed in on them. This was getting monotonous. A moment later something long and green slithered through the air at a blurring speed and embedded itself in a good portion of the enemy, hitting all the vital parts with accuracy. It looked like hair. What? Hair? The group turned to see where the origin of the attack had come from as the green colored tresses retracted back to their owner.
A tall regal looking woman stared at them holding up a gun and behind her stood a whole troop of solders armed and ready to fight. Yumie and Hinkle quickly prepared themselves to fight this new troop of solders. It was clear that woman wasn't human. That was until Anderson got between them and prevented them from making a move.
"Be ye the Albion forces we've been waitin' fer?" Anderson asked, looking the green haired woman in the eyes.
"Yes. I am Vanessa Walsh. I'm the sister of Virgil Walsh. We shall handle things from here," she stated, not wavering under Anderson's glare. "I know you have much better things to do. Now get moving!"
The group nodded and quickly ran off as Vanessa sounded off the attack when they were clear of the area. What took the Albion forces so long? But they shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. A moment later they came to a sudden halt as another small group stepped in their path.
"Need some help?" the smallest member asked, pushing back a lock of black hair, and fluttered her fairy wings slight.
"Your majesty," Anderson bowed followed by Integra and Caterina.
Yumie and Hinkle stood there dumbstruck. They were missing a lot of much needed information. They recognized Alucard, Abel, and Seras in the group but who were the others? Like the small raven haired freak with the fairy wings that Anderson called "Majesty." There was also a tall man with very long black hair dressed in a suit. There was also another man with brown hair brushed back and in his hands was a cane.
"Mind explaining things to us?!" Yumie yelled suddenly.
"There's not enough time for that," the man with the long black hair stated. "We've got to get to the root of the problem, which of course is the destruction of the Hindenburg II and that bastard Major."
"I take it then you lot have an idea?" Integra asked.
"Yes, we do, Sir Hellsing," the man with the walking stick answered this time. "Isaak and I will need to get to the computers onboard the airship in order to shut everything down and to get locations of the Millennium forces and so forth. However, we need those that will cover our backs during the processes."
"You've got me in," Integra said, stepping forward. "That chubby Major is onboard. I'm going to make sure we end it here.
"Count me in as well," Caterina stated, stepping beside Caterina.
"Very well then. It's decided," the young Empress nodded. "Caterina, Integra, Seras, Isaak, William, and I will need to get on the airship. The rest of you need to stay here and help out the Albion forces."
"Understood, Augusta," Abel nodded, looking down at his little sister. "But you're going to need some help getting everyone up there, correct?
"That would be very much appreciated," the Empress nodded with a grin.
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(Hindenburg II)
The Doctor walked down a narrow corridor to get out of the control room for moment to gather his thought. His Major practically livid about the home base surrendering and just now the Roman base surrendered as well. He pulled at the collar of his stained lab coat. This was not good. The Captain hadn't reported in since he was sent out. This was getting rather unnerving. But he had to remain calm and optimist about this war shift to their side once more.
Suddenly the Doctor realized he was not alone in the corridor as someone blocked his path. It was man dressed in priest robes of the Neo Vatican. His brown hair was brushed back. A cane was in one hand as the other hand held a smoking pipe. He had small grin on his face.
"Just who are you?" the Doctor asked, bitterly.
"You can just call me Professor," William stated, putting the pipe in his mouth. "So then I guess I should ask what your name is."
"I'm called ze Doctor," he stated, reaching into his pocket. Zis is nots good. Zey're up here!
"Well then, Doctor, how about doing us a big favor," William asked, blowing a little smoke out of his nose.
"Us?" the Doctor questioned only to find someone pull his arms behind his back and slam him up against the wall. "Damn you! Vhat's going on here?!"
"What does it look like?" Isaak snapped, keeping a firm grip on the Doctor. "Does this airship have a sub-bridge?!"
"You zink I vould tell you?!" The Doctor growled. "You von't gets anyzing outs of me!"
"Panzer Magier, what do you say we play a game with the good doctor?" William said, stepping forward, pulling a long blade out his cane.
"I would enjoy playing a game," Isaak leered, turning the Doctor to face them. "What game did you have in mind?"
"A counting game. Tell me, Isaak, what is a doctor's most important piece of equipment?" William mused, stopping in front of the Doctor and Isaak.
"Why that would be our hands," Isaak answered with a sadistic smirk.
"Correct. So let's count how many knuckles are in the human hand," William said as Isaak pulled up one of the Doctor's hands.
William brought the blade down on the first knuckle of the Doctor's right index finger.
"AAAAGH!!" the doctor screamed.
"One." Isaak and William counted together and William brought down the sword again. "Two."
"YAAAGH!"
"Three! Next finger."
"STOP!"
"Four!"
"UUUGH! ENOUGH!"
"Oh, then are you going to tell us?" Isaak said, letting go for a moment to light up a cigar.
The doctor said nothing but just glared at them. William raised his sword again as took the Doctor's hand in his again. William took off another portion of the Doctor's middle finger.
"Five!"
"GAAAH!"
"Six! Your ring finger is next."
"Let me try something," Isaak grinned, removing the cigar from his mouth, removed the lenses from the Doctor's eyes, and pried open one the doctor's eyes. "The eyes are also very important."
"Oh, but of course," William nodded as Isaak brought the lit cigar close to the Doctor's eye.
The Doctor could feel the heat from the small flame on his eye. It burned without even touching. The cigar moved a little closer each second.
"Tell us the location of the sub-bridge or lose both your eyes and all your fingers," Isaak grinned as the smoke licked the Doctor's bare eye. "It's your choice, Herr Doctor."
"Fine! It's zis vay," the doctor hissed, turning his head farther down the corridor.
"After you of course," Isaak said, grabbing the Doctor and pushed him down the hall.
"Green team, this is Black team. We're heading towards the sub-bridge, do you copy, over?" William said quietly into his earpiece.
"We copy. The tracers you gave us are working," a small child's voice responded. "We are close to your location. We should be over there in less than 5 minutes. Out."
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(Seth and Seras)
"The sub-bridge should be up this way," Seth said, pointing straight ahead as she looked down at the tracer. "This was a pretty good idea so we can keep track of everyone."
Seras suddenly stopped as Seth continued down the hall. A moment later Seth stopped to look at Seras only to have someone jump down in front of her. She was sent into the wall with more force than a human could muster. She fell to the ground on her hands and knees before coughing up a little blood. She painfully looked up at the person who struck her.
His back was now turned to her and he was now facing down Seras. It was a rather tall fellow dressed in a hat, a long coat with tails, and boots. Seras got in into a fighting stance as pulled out a gun as did the man.
"Sound Fire, cover Panzer Magier and the Professor! I'll handle this guy," Seras stated, glaring at the man before her. "Hurry! Go now!"
Seth slowly pulled herself up off the ground, wiping the blood from her black lips. She didn't feel safe leaving Seras on her alone with this man. He was far different from the FREAK vampires, but Seth had also sensed a changed in Seras when they met out on the streets. Seras was strong now. How much she did not know but still…
"Are you sure you can handle this guy on your own?" Seth asked, looking up at Seras.
"Yes, I'm fine," Seras assured her.
Seth quickly sped off towards the sub-bridge of the airship. She quickly put a finger to her earpiece.
"Red Team, this is Green Team. Police Girl is a fighting boss. I'm on my way to aid Black Team at the sub-bridge. What is your status, over?" Seth said, using her wings to fly down the small narrow passageways.
"We're heading towards the main bridge now. We should be there shortly. We are taking on any enemy that gets in the way of our goal," Integra voice said. "Protect the Professor and Panzer Magier the best you can, Sound Fire. Not that I needed to tell you that, over."
"I understand. Godspeed to you both. Out," Seth said, spotting the Black Team with a hostage. "Okay, let see how this goes. I take it this is the sub-bridge?
Seth walked up to them looking at the hostages bloodied clothes and blanched. That was so gross. She could tell that most of it belonged to other people. The man opened to locked door with his good hand as William pushed opened the door and Isaak pushed the Doctor inside. Seth followed last closing the door and guarded while, Isaak tided down the Doctor and William booted up the sub-bridge's computer system.
"Sound Fire, where is Police Girl," Isaak asked, noticing the lack of a partner in Green Team.
"She's fighting a strong solider. A werewolf I suspect," Seth stated as the Doctor chuckled.
"So she has mets ze good Captain, eh? Vell, she von't last long on her own," The Doctor chuckled only to get slugged by Seth.
"Hold thy tongue, cur," Seth growled as she bared her fangs and fanned out her wings. "She will make it! I have full confidence in her and everyone else here!"
"What are the codes, Doctor?" William asked, turning to look at the man.
"Vhat codes?" The Doctor grinned.
"Sound Fire, if you would be so kind and finish our game one knuckle at time," William said as he and Isaak tried to hack into the system.
Seth walked up around the Doctor as he sat in the chair. His hands were bound tightly to make he didn't get way. Seth pulled a dagger from her armor and starting working on his ring finger one knuckle at time. She made the cuts as long and agonizing as possible until he started screaming out the codes for the operating system.
(A/N I'll have more Seras in the next chapter. Sorry for the long wait but again no gave me any ideas. It really hurts my feelings. Please review.)
Millie M. Banshee