Chapter Five: The Round Table Conference

Avery POV

It had been a couple of weeks since the incident in the shooting range. Everything seemed to be back to normal. No more awkward silences and exchanges; we were all on alert in the manor. The previous week Alucard and Seras had been sent on a mission to dispose of a vampire running rampant in an old church and a member of The Iscariot Organization thought it was a good idea to trespass on our territory and butcher our two resident vampire. Needless to say we were all pissed off. Sir Integra had reported the incident but was left with a personal grudge against the Iscariot Organization. How could they be so bold as to assume that we would not return their kindness with our own? How could they even begin to think that pretty much starting a war was going to end well for them?

As I stood in my Master's office patiently I noticed that Sir Integra was more agitated than usual. As I offered to light another cigar she moved her hand up in protest. This was a sure sign that she was not in a playing mood.

"The Iscariot organization has a lot of nerve coming over here and making such a scene." The blonde broke the silence as she sat up in her chair looking out of the window.

"Yes Madam" I agreed as I watched my master look over a letter. This was the response that we had received from the Iscariot Organization. It would seem that my Mistress was not in the slightest bit amused.

"They should know that demonic activity in this country is under the Hellsing jurisdiction. Fucking Catholic scum" She hissed as she scrunched the letter into a ball and threw it into the fireplace.

"Ma'am if I may speak out of turn. I am concerned with the fact they send Father Anderson here in the first place." I said as I took a step forward towards the table. Sir Integra lifted her eyes up to meet mine with a unreadable look she motioned me to continue.

"Go on"

"Well to personally attack the soldiers of Hellsing. Would that not be seen as trying to instigate a war? We had an agreement didn't we…I remember your father signing it..." I knew better than to overstep myself. So I took a bow and stepped back into my previous position.

As I did so Sir Integra stood up from her chair and moved towards the fireplace, looking up at a portrait of her late father Lord Hellsing.

I remembered the old man, he was kind. He was drunk most of the time and a playboy for the most part but he was kind none the less, especially to his daughter. I met Integra as a baby I had been at the manor for about a decade before she was born, I acted as her mother's attendant sadly mother had died during childbirth and I took over the roll as the child nanny and then attendant as she grew up.

Looking back at my Mistress it was clear she was deep in thought.

"Yes, well. Unlike my father I will not sit idly by and let some militant Catholics infringe on Hellsing territory. I will not allow it!" She shouted as she took out a cigar and light it on the fireplace.

"Very good Madam"

"Come Avery, we have a meeting with the round table. As my attendant I want you there." I nod in agreement as we make our way to the door as I hold the door open I take one last look up at Lord Hellsing's portrait with a small head nod I shut the door.

"As you wish Madam" We began to walk up the stairs to the conference room when I was overcome by a strange gut wrenching fear. Something felt very wrong about this meeting.

Integra's POV

This round table meeting had been going on for a couple of minutes, a small amount of useless small talk and niceties where exchanged amongst the gentlemen of the round table. Avery stood behind me eying each of the men. I had already given her strict orders not to mess with their heads. It was not the time or place to do such things. We had other enemies to fight at this time.

Lighting up one of my cigars I inhaled deeply as I addressed the questions of the round table. As usual these gentlemen seemed nervous and agitated. I suppose being called in with such short notice may have alarmed them and the fact that there was a centuries old demon stood watching the entire conference may be another factor.

"The situation must be dire to have to call a round table conference am I right sir Integra?" One of the men began.

"That is right gentlemen."

"Integra the number of reported demonic attack on British soil is growing. We can't keep it quiet for much longer."A redheaded man exclaimed from the far end of the table. Leaning forward and resting on my elbows I look directly at the man in question and hold up a small silver chip. We had extracted this little device from the corpse of one of the freaks we had come across in Cheddar.

"We have been looking into the matter for some time now and we have finally come across a piece of solid evidence" I say as I show the small silver chip to the members of the round table.

"W-What is that Sir Integra?" Sir Penwood piped up from his side of the table.

"A transmitter, perhaps more. We have been finding these transmitters inside the new vampires. Perhaps they relay information about the vampire's whereabouts and actions to a governing body. These attacks are not random gentlemen, they are planned and coordinated. Someone is controlling them moving towards some unknown purpose" I finish taking another long drag of my cigar.

"What do you mean?!" They all shout at once.

-Seras POV-

This place is getting weirder and weirder as the weeks go on. I walked into my room to find Walter waiting for me inside. I took one look around my room and my mouth dropped to the floor. Where the bloody hell is my bed?! What the hell is that bloody thing in the middle of my room?! What new bat shit crazy thing am I going to be asked to do now.

As I greeted the old butler, he bowed slightly and smiled. I however was not in a smiling mood.

"Walter, what is this thing?!" I exclaimed as I looked down at the wooden box at my feet.

The butler blinked slowly, he was looking at me as if I was a total nutcase. "That would be a coffin Miss" he stated plainly. Does anything seem odd to this man? I don't think I have ever seen him bat an eyelid at the odd goings on in this place.

I start to chew on my cheek. I was starting to become irritated with the old man. "I know that….why is there a coffin in my bedroom?" I ask as my eyebrow twitched.

"Oh, it is here on orders from Sir Integra. We can't have a vampire that doesn't sleep in a coffin." He explained stepping back slightly.

"What did you do with my bed?" I asked as I looked around the room to make absolutely sure it was not hiding in a corner or behind some smoke and mirrors. You never know in this place really.

"I had it disposed of, of course" Walter took another big step back and bowed.

"Walter!" I yelled at the top of my voice shaking slightly with rage.

The older man steps back again and scratches the back of his head and let out a long sigh "Fine, if it helps the orders were confirmed by Alucard as well." He explained.

Well if my master had agreed to this then I guess there is no arguing against it. I look down at the coffin in defeat as I hear what sounds like my Masters footsteps approaching the door.

"Yes, as you are still refusing to drink blood you must now sleep in a coffin filled with the soil of your birthplace. This smallest of concessions is the only way to help you maintain your strength. " Walter explained. It was true I was still not drinking blood. I just couldn't..

"I take it you are still feeling uneasy about the situation...hmm?" The older man asked with a small smile. I understood that I had to drink blood. I mean I am a vampire but the idea of just killing someone like that was too much for me. It made me feel sick.

As I was about to reply I was interrupted by a deep voice coming from the door. It was my Master. I straightened up immediately and turned to him.

"You are a fool! You chose the night, once you have turned your back on the light of day the only thing it should mean to you is a slow painful death." He said coldly as he walked into the room.

"Yes Master…" I whispered sadly.

"Police Girl, you are to begin training with The Fury from tomorrow you are no good to me until you can learn to act the like a demon. Sir Integra's orders" He stated coldly. He didn't seem to be that happy about the arrangement but he has never once offered to train me personally so I suppose Miss Avery was the next best thing. I mean she did offer to train me a few weeks ago. I didn't expect it to actually end up happening.

"Yes, Master." I bowed and took a step back and examined my new coffin. Letting out a deep sigh I tried to imagine sleeping in this thing. It did not look comfortable in the least. Fantastic….

Alucard POV

Truth be told, I was not happy with the idea of the Fury training my underling. She was mine. Master had ordered the training none the less. Avery and Walter trained Integra when she was a child so I can understand the logic but the idea that bitch demon gets to put ideas into my underlings head makes me want to go outside and claw out her eyes.

Turning my attention to Walter he had moved to the nearby table and had taken out a large black case.

"Good evening Alucard. I have something very special I was hoping to show you." He began as he unlocked the case and revealed a large pistol. It was breathtaking.

"This is the Jackal. A custom made 13'' anti-freak combat pistol. It fires custom rounds much more powerful than the 4.54 rounds you are used to using. Its 13cm long, 16kg in weight and it holds 6 rounds per magazine. The Jackal has more firepower than any human could be expected to handle."Walter began to grin sadistically as he listed off the details of my new weapon. As I took the gun out the case and inspected it I noticed how the weight was evenly spaced out and that the grip was almost tailored. Very impressive work again Walter.

Seras POV

I stood there in shock as the two men exchanged information on my Master's new weapon.

"The rounds?" Master asked looking over the new gun. It was very impressive. Had Walter made this himself?

"13mm explosive shells" Walter Answered as he began to life a considerably bigger black case onto the table. He seemed a little shaky maybe I should go and help him. But before I could move to help him he had already set it on the table in front of us.

"What are the casings made from?" The questions continued as I ogled the new gun from next to my Master. He seemed impressed as he prepped the gun and placed it in its holdall in his jacket.

"It's perfection Walter! I think that a shot from this would bring even Father Anderson to his knees."

"Oh my god Master that is amazing!" I exclaim as I look on enviously. Noticing Walter had already opened the second case.

"Miss Victoria I have something here for you as well." He spoke up as he pulled out a gigantic canon! It must have been my height at least. If that is for me I have no bloody clue how I will be carrying it!

"The Harconan. A 30mm anti-freak canon. Designed to be used with both depleted uranium shells and exploding incendiary shells. This weapon will destroy anything but the most heavily armoured of targets." Walter stated proudly looking over his work. My mouth dropped open in shock. I honestly think these people think I am one of those little pack mules. First, Captain Garrett and now Walter…What next am I going to be expected to carry a tank on my back?!

"Oh my god…What the hell is that thing?!"

Avery POV

Floods of questions began to come in from all sides of the table. The men wanted to know everything and honestly we were making strong assumptions at the present time; we were not in any place to give out real facts. Looking out of one of the windows I begin to feel uneasy again. It was almost like I could feel something was coming but I did not know what.

As I pulled myself together I turned back the conversation at hand.

"These Ghouls are different. Traditionally Ghouls come from the bodies of deflowered men and women that have had their blood drained by a vampire. But not anymore…During the last few incidences there have been no reports of any new vampires having been created. Even young children which were obviously virgins were turned into ghouls." Master explained as she took a long drag of her cigar. I really hate cigars….such dirty things… I will never understand why humans are obsessed with staying young yet they drink poisons labelled as alcohol and smoke these death sticks and think they will live forever. I shake my head and focus on the conversation at hand.

"Also the traditional ghouls are linked to their host vampire. Yet these creatures do not share this link." Master continued. I should be paying more attention I know I should; I can't seem to keep my thoughts in check today. The feeling of doom is taking over my other senses.

"So what are you saying Sir Integra? There is someone creating these ghouls for a purpose?" One of the men asked as he took a sip of his drink.

"We are up against some vampire conspirators gentlemen and they are showing remarkable skill. Gentlemen the enemy is just like us" Sir Integra stated coldly, much to the obvious horror of the round table that had all started to gasp and whisper.

3 POV

Unknown to members of the round table their concerns were in entirely the wrong place. Just outside at the main doors Hellsing troops were fighting off an army of ghouls. These ghouls were being led by the Valentine brothers, two artificially created vampires. The eldest brother had long white hair and dressed himself in an all white suit. Which, to any logical person would not have been a first choice of outfit, for a massacre such as this the younger brother seemed to dress more appropriately wearing what seemed to be an all black tracksuit and army boots.

Troops at the main doors were no match for the ghoul army, their forces were being pushed back too quickly and to their horror many of their comrades were becoming entrées for the same army.

Meanwhile, in the conference room Sir Integra, Miss Avery and the members of the round table continued to discuss the implications of their findings. The topic was becoming very heated but before it had escalated to much the lights began to flicker on and off and a loud explosion was heard from outside. This unsettled the men and caused the Fury to run to the window to see what was happening.

"What on earth was that?!" Exclaimed Sir Integra as she straightened herself in her chair. Leaning forward and calling down to main reception. As Avery ran back to shield her Mistress, she explained that there was a fire at the helicopter pad on the grounds. This new piece of information caused the room to break out in small panic.

"Sir Integra what is going on?" One of the men shouted from the bottom of the table.

"Talk to me what is happening out there?" Integra shouted down the phone. Muffled screams were the only answer for some time before a voice came over the radio.

"Sir we are under attack! All outside communication has been lost; they have hit the front entrance and….Oh god the enemy are ghouls!" The voice screamed and then the sounds of ripping flesh filled the room. One of the gentlemen of the round table was sick into his hat.

"A ghoul army?!" Exclaimed the redheaded men as he stood up from his chair.

"Our security is paramount" He continued as he made a run for the main exit. Avery appeared in front of the door before he could touch the handle.

"I do not think that would be wise Sir. Please would you return to your seat and try to remain as calm as you can." Avery said as she rubbed her thumb across the man's knuckle leaving a green tint on his skin. The redhead relaxed immediately and returned to his seat with a soppy smile on his face.

As the room sat in silent horror a new voice came across the speakers.

"This message is going out the roundtable conference with a special little message for the queen bitch herself. Your arse is currently getting kicked by the Valentine brothers…"

Walter POV

Well there seems to be a bit of a disturbance upstairs. As I place the telephone on speaker and listen into the conversation it soon becomes clear that we are being attacked. The young man on the phone was starting to piss me off. Collecting my black gloves from my table I made my way downstairs to the dungeons where I found Seras and Alucard listening to the transmission as well.

"... I highly recommend pissing yourselves followed by a prayer to your impotent god….of course you could always take the cowards route out and just kill yourselves now. Thank you everyone and goodnight!" That fucking annoying voice continued before slamming the phone down.

Shortly after which Sir Integra called down to our telephone.

"What is your position Walter?" She asked. I could tell she was becoming anxious.

"I'm in Miss Victoria's room in the sub-basement. I have been brought up to speed with the situation. All outside communication has been cut off so we shouldn't expect reinforcements for at least four hours. Our current troops have been ordered to guard the entrance to the conference room with their lives. In the mean time please reinforce the doorway. Miss Avery is with you I assume." I ask.

I was more concerned with the fact that if Miss Avery was not in the conference room I knew she would already be in the middle of the battle, as good as she is she will need some assistance with this one. It had been a while since we had dealt with an enemy this size and I worry that she will overdo it and hurt herself, we never did things by halves when it came to battles.

I was pulled from my thoughts as Miss Avery's voice came across the speaker. "Yes, Walter I am here." Oh thank god. Well at least now we can make a proper battle plan.

"Ok then, I suggest that we split into three groups. Miss Avery can take the grounds and the roof. Alucard will deal with the lower floors and Miss Victoria and I will come to the conference room." I explained as I looked over to my comrades Alucard was smiling like a Cheshire cat whilst Miss Victoria looked confused and slightly afraid. I sigh to myself as I turn back to the telephone.

"Walter these animals are eating my people. Do not let these freaks leave the grounds alive!" That was all I needed as a sadistic smile crossed my face I began to feel my heart rate quicken it had been some time since I had stretched my proverbial legs. "By your orders then sir"

Seras POV

Looking over at the old butler I was a bit unnerved to see such an evil looking smile cross his face. I had never seen him look this way. He was normally such a kind old man. I looked at my masters who was also grinning knowingly like there was some sort of secret code I was completely oblivious to.

"Oh does Walter Dornez the angel of death ride again?" My master asks coyly giving the older man a look of sadistic glee.

"Huh? What are you two on about?" I ask as I look back between he both of them. I never understand anything in this place.

"You will see soon enough." My Master replied coolly as he faded away in the wall. "This may even be fun" He chuckles through the wall.

Makes you wonder if any normal people work in this blood place!

Avery POV

The conference room was becoming chaotic as the gentlemen around the table began to panic and whimper I was getting agitated by the scent of the freaks infiltrating the manor. I was distracted by a loud thud and a crash as I look over and see what looks like the young vampire sitting on one of the gentlemen. Walter jumped down from the table and pushed himself off onto his feet and dusted himself off. I couldn't help but smirk a little; he had always been a show off.

"Seras, Walter!" My Master exclaims relieved to see the two new additions. I notice that Walter has the same look in his eyes that he did every time we went into battle.

It was an expression of excitement and darkness which I had always found very sexy. Ofcourse I would be attracted to the look of someone who takes pleasure in inflicting pain on other creatures.

I know Furies are sadists by nature but…I mentally slap myself as this was becoming a ridiculous habit on my part. I was becoming pathetic with these stupid human emotions. Demons do not feel emotions I remind myself as the older man walks towards my Master. Turning his head to give me a polite nod as he stood beside my master's chair and light her newest cigar.

"Apologies for the delay Sir; the estate seems to be pretty well covered with these ghouls." He said as he placed the lighter back into his jacket pocket.

"Good evening Miss Avery" He said politely as he bowed slightly. I could tell he was getting excited for the upcoming battle. It must have been about 5 years since we last fought together.

"Good Evening Walter" I nodded back with a smile. Turning my attention to the noises that were coming from behind the table I peer my head over and notice Seras sat directly on top of Sir Penwood.

"Are you alright down there? Up you get girl chop chop!" I snap quickly as she jumps up and dusts herself off.

"Yes, Miss" Squeaks as she moves over to stand by Sir Integra. I must remind myself to train her in the art of not falling on her arse… I giggle internally as I turn my attention back to my Master and the butler.

"I do not know who armed and trained these creatures but whoever did knew exactly what they were doing." He said as I nodded in agreement.

"Yes they know exactly where to hit us it seems….I wonder where they got their information" I muse out loud as I pull a hair band from my pocket and begin pulling my hair up into a high bun on the back of my head.

"Walter, honestly do you think we are finished?" Sir Integra asked, she seemed more anxious than before. Maybe she realizes the implications of this battle and honestly how disgraceful our security forces look.

"No of course not sir. Compared to the battles fought by Hellsing in the previous fifty years this barely rates itself as a crisis." Walter reassured her and I nodded in agreement. There had been more than a few close calls since I had started working at Hellsing. Apparently it was much worse when Alucard and Walter were the main weapons of this household.

"The plan is as follows Sir Integra. Alucard will deal with the sublevels. Miss Avery will take the roof and the grounds and Miss Victoria and I will deal with the creatures on this level. Your orders will be followed to the letter." I smile sadistically as I approach my Master's chair.

"I promise that not one of these villains will ever see the light of day again" Walter said darkly with a menacing glint in his eyes. .Out! I snap at myself again as I look away from the butler and back at Seras who seemed to be more nervous than she should be. I wonder how she will do. I would have preferred this to happen after a little bit of training but I can't really do much to help it now.

Another explosion shocked the humans in the conference room. I walk over to the window to see the grounds overrun with ghouls. They were destroying everything. I narrowed my eyes and took a deep breath and returned to my Master.

"Mistress, with your permission I would willingly drop the fires of hell on these freaks." I say darkly as my eyes start to go back to their demonic black and the shadows start to form under my eyes. I feel my nails start to sharpen and dig into the palms of my hands and I run my tongue over my newly sharpened teeth.

Walter POV

It was obvious to see that Miss Avery was as excited as I was for this battle. Honestly, we are quite the messed up bunch here. She had transformed into her first level demonic form, to most humans it would be terrifying but to me it was quite attractive. Alucard was right I probably do need some kind of help…not that I am complaining I have been around demons for so long that it doesn't bother me so much anymore. She stood there with a look of manic glee as she awaited Sir Integra's orders.

"B-But if the demon goes who prey tell will protect us?!" One of the men shouted out in protest but no one seemed to be paying much attention to his complaints.

"Avery, I order you to deal with these freaks in the grounds and on the roof. Return to me once this is done. You may fight up to restriction two. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master" Avery bowed before turning to me and giving me a sadistic smile.

"Don't have too much fun whilst I am gone. You know how I like to watch." She purred as she went up in flames and disappeared. I took a moment to register what she had just said as I swallow I feel an unwelcome tightness in my trousers. Oh fuck it not now! I quickly change positions to cover the incriminating area. Regrouping my thoughts I address Sir Integra with our plan.

"Now Sir Integra with your permission I would like to show these young people the real meaning of violence."

Wooop Wooop next chapter up :D Sorry if it's slow I really try to get the correct dialogue from episodes in. Next episode we have the big battle and some possible steamy post battle moments Stay tuned 3