Chapter 6
DP
Dearborn, Michigan
Sam was awoken by the sound of her phone going off. She answered it to hear Jazz saying on the other end, "WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME EARLIER!?" Sam barely kept her voice down as she responded, "I wasn't thinking at the time." "My little brother got the living shit pounded out o him and you didn't think I deserved to know!?" Jazz yelled back. "I'm sorry Jazz, I meant to call you but I had to deal with the kids sneaking on the jet and-" "YOU LET THEM SEE HIM!?" Jazz yelled. "Will you please calm down!?" Sam finally exclaimed. "No I didn't, and I'm never going to let them see him, not like this," Sam said. Jazz was silent at first, "How bad was it? I've seen images on the News of him, covered in blood and his face was all messed up," Jazz said.
Sam told her everything Dr. Taniyama had told her. Jazz gasped as she heard of all the injuries that had been inflicted on her little brother. "Where are you now?" Sam asked. "I cut the conference short, I'm at the airport now, waiting to get on the first jet to Dearborn," Jazz told her. "I'm about to go onboard, Sam, I'm sorry for how I was. I'll see you and the kids soon," Jazz said and hung up her phone. Sam sighed and tried to go back to sleep, only to hear the sound of sobs coming from the bathroom. She went over to it and opened the door to see Cameron crying over the toilet. Sam went to her daughter and held her close. "I saw Daddy," Cameron sobbed. Oh God, why? Sam wondered.
"I can't, I just can't do this," Cameron managed to say. "If Vlad Plasmius shows up, I can't do it, I can't fight him; I just can't. I'm not strong enough," Cameron told her. "Cammie, I won't let him hurt you," Sam told her. "What can you do? What can any of us do? Daddy was the strongest one of us, and Vlad…oh Mom, they had to replace his organs, and he's all wrapped up, I just…" Cameron descended into sobbing into Sam's shoulder. Sam held her eldest daughter tightly, wishing that she could protect her children from all the monsters in the world, and knowing that she couldn't.
They sat like that for an hour before Cameron finally calmed down enough that Sam could talk to her. "Cammie, listen to me," Sam said, taking her daughter's face in her hands, wiping her tears away. "We are not in this fight alone. You are not in this alone. Your Father will get healed, he will. You, him, Seras, Integra, me, Valerie, Tucker, Aunt Jazz, we're all going to stand together, and we will win, I promise you, as long as we stick together, there is nothing on Earth or in the Ghost Zone that can stop us," Sam told her. Cameron looked at her Mom with a new respect in her eyes, and her confidence was starting to reignite once again. Sam gave her a kiss on her forehead and they got out of the bathroom.
Cameron checked the time on her phone and said, "I think it's time to wake up the squirts." Cameron and Sam woke up William and Morgan and once they were all dressed they headed down for breakfast. Cameron could barely eat anything; all she could stomach was a small bowl of cereal and an orange. Her mind kept going back to seeing her Father in the Hospital. Breakfast was too quiet, but the silence was destroyed when a member of the Hotel staff turned on a television in the room. It was a News Station showing a black lady reporter, in the background soldiers and tanks were moving. "Vlad Plasmius has struck again, this time in the city of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Reports are sketchy, but according to civilians that managed to escape, he 'appeared as if from nowhere, leading an army of zombies. He destroyed everything in his wake, leaving much of the city in ruins when…'"
The reporter stopped when she looked up and pointed at the sky, "OH MY GOD!" The cameraman swung up the camera, everyone watching gasped in shock at what they saw. The statue of Christ the Redeemer was flying in the air. "ZOOM IN! ZOOM IN!" the reporter yelled and the camera zoomed in as the statue stopped moving, stopping in midair. Finally the camera saw what it was. "No," Sam whispered. Holding the statue of Christ the Redeemer was Vlad Plasmius. Suddenly, Vlad was surrounded by dark energy, and threw the immense statue of Christ the Redeemer down on the ground. Soldiers below saw the falling statue and ran screaming to get out of the way, only for many of them to be crushed as the statue fell on them, shattering into hundreds of pieces. The ground quaked on the TV screen at the force of the statue's fall, and dust flew everywhere as hundreds of people screamed!
The dust cleared and the cameraman saw Vlad Plasmius, laughing in the air at the destruction he caused. Vlad followed up by blasting a massive black ghost ray at the burning city below, destroying miles of the city, leaving only a miles wide smoking crater. Vlad laughed once more; then flew off. Cameron watched all of this and all she could think was, how can we stop that monster!?
Hellsing
Windsor Castle, England
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing sat at a round table in a dark room in Windsor Castle. The room was a secret room hidden behind various walls and protected with many hidden traps designed to kill any unwanted intruder, human or otherwise. With her was His Majesty King William V, Prime Minister Marcus Fairchild, General Rob Walsh of the Royal Army, and the United Nations Representative Cynthia Lucas, as well as all their bodyguards. Sir Integra was in her skirt while Representative Lucas was wearing a conservative gray dress; His Majesty and General Walsh were in uniform while Prime Minister Fairchild was dressed in a suit. The five of them had just finished hearing the report about Vlad Plasmius's attack on Rio de Janeiro.
General Walsh and His Majesty looked at each other; then His Majesty turned to Sir Integra and asked, "Do you know why he attacked there?" Sir Integra sighed, "If I had to guess, I believe that he did it to drum up publicity. According to Daniel Fenton, Plasmius always planned on taking over the world. And as we all know during the Disasteroid Incident, he will go to any length to take control. I believe that his plan is to target high profile cities around the world to demonstrate his power and to blackmail the nations of the world."
General Walsh then asked her, "Will he target London?" "That is difficult to say, he hasn't attacked any national capitals, yet, however London would fit his style of going after high profile cities. We should make preparations just in case, I will send silver ammunition to you as soon as possible," Sir Integra told him. She longed for a cigarillo, yet she had given up smoking last year after a cancer scare. Representative Lucas then asked, "But then what about our allies? They'll need to be armed as well in case he chooses to attack them." "We can't arm everyone, there's not enough silver to go around. Even if we could melt down every piece of jewelry and every decoration in every nation that was once part of the Empire in its prime we couldn't supply everyone," His Majesty pointed out.
"What about silver alloy bullets?" General Walsh asked. Sir Integra shook her head, "We're already using bullets that are only 30% silver in the Hellsing Organization. Even one milligram less; and they would be useless against vampires. Even then it would only increase our production of bullets by an estimated 14%. That's not even taking into account heavy artillery or explosives. And even then, Plasmius could simply turn intangible and let the bullets pass right through him, or if they are still effective on him, he can summon energy shields to protect him. Lt. Victoria fought him in Detroit, his shields withstood sustained fire from her Harkonnen Cannons, and even when she shot him point blank with her pure silver bullets he healed from his injuries and kept on fighting. She managed to weaken him, but she couldn't kill him. And as we see from Rio de Janeiro, he's already recovered from whatever damage she managed to inflict on him."
Everyone at the table processed this information. "But we can't just leave our allies to fend for themselves!" Representative Lucas cried. "We aren't, we've shared what information we could about the threat to them. Many of our allies have smaller organizations than our own Hellsing Organization that can lead them. And, if it comes to it, there is always the nuclear option," General Walsh informed Representative Lucas. His Majesty stood up and said, "We aren't going to leave our allies defenseless, start producing the bullets Sir Hellsing. General Walsh, you need to prepare plans to protect and evacuate London, and any other major cities you think may be targeted. Representative Lucas, inform our allies that we will be sending them the bullets. If nothing else they will help them fend off the ghouls Plasmius has created. We will reconvene as necessary."
"Yes Sire," everyone at the table said, and they all filed out. Sir Integra headed out of Windsor Castle and went into her limo. She told her driver to head for her mansion and called Seras as the limo drove. "Yes Sir?" Seras asked. "Seras, you need to leave Daniel and head back to base immediately," she told her. "WHAT!? But-" "DO IT! We are at war Seras, do you understand me!? You are our best option of slowing down Plasmius should he arrive! I will be damned if I let London be destroyed again!" Integra yelled at her through the phone. She could hear Seras sniffle slightly before saying, "Yes Sir." Integra sighed and told her, "I'm sorry, Seras, but there are too many lives at stake. If this is Daniel's time, there's nothing we can do." Integra hung up her phone and was quiet the rest of the ride to her Mansion.