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(Hellsing headquarters, London outskirts)

"Comrade Integra. The fact that you've convened the twelve must mean something momentous has happened. Correct, sir Hellsing?" Integra sent a smirk to Sir Irons.

"Indeed." As the older men filed through papers that were laid out before them Integra pulled out a case filled with her cigars and opened it. She had called the twelve here today to discuss some very important matters. After taking the vampires body that Anderson slaughtered and examining it, she and everyone else in Hellsing found something very interesting.

"These recent incidents," one man started, "they're too much for us to keep under wraps. We can only control so much information. Have you ascertained anything?"

"Aye," Integra muttered as she reached for a cigar. "Regarding all the vampires and ghouls we've vanquished a thorough investigation was conducted. We now know something new." She dug into her pocket and pulled out a small micro chip, surprising everyone in the room.

"And what would that be?" Another man asked.

"It's...something like a speech chip. These were embedded throughout the vampires' bodies. They define the vampire's status, behavior, intent, and aggression. Or so our investigation seems to suggest." Sir Irons and Sir Penwood shot up from their seats.

"Wha-?! What the hell?!"

"This chain of vampyric incidents is no natural occurence. Obviously, someone's pulling the strings. And one other thing..."

"W-what, pray tell," one of the twelve interrupted. "There's more?"

"It's the ghouls. Originally ghouls were the result of vampire attacks on non-virgins. But not this time." Integra leaned back in her seat, her cigar clenched tightly between her teeth as she examined every other person in the room. "Of all the recent attacks, not one of them became a vampire. Even young boys and girls, obviously virgins, all turned into ghouls! Historically, ghouls are destroyed when their master vampire ceases to exist. But in this last incident in Badrick, a new recruit of mine found that the vampire was already killed by the Vatican's Father Anderson, and the place was swarming with ghouls when we sent in our men." The entire council was silent. This...was not good news to hear. Just what on earth was going on?

(Meanwhile, thirty meters below. In the basement)

Seras began to sweat and twitch as she stared at the wooden box before her. What the hell was this?

"W...Walter...what...exactly...is that?" She asked the butler who stood beside the object of her main curiosity. He blinked, obviously confused since he was pretty sure she and everyone else in the world knew what this was.

"Well...that would be a coffin."

"Right, then why? Why's such a thing in my room?"

"It is at Sir Integra's command. "I suppose vampires must sleep in coffins." To quote directly, that is."

"...What about my bed...?" Walter brought an arm forward and bowed.

"Right, I disposed of that." He might as well have said he burned it in some messed up ritual, which was a possibility.

"NOOOOO!" Seras gave Walter a weird look mixed with anger and sorrow. How could he do this to her?! That was her bed! "NGWALLLLLDERRRRRR!" Was that supposed to be his name?

"Come now...that's not all. The honorable Alucard has an order for you as well." Seras ceased the water works and stared at Walter in surprise.

"Master?"

"The same. Since becoming a vampire you have yet to drink any blood," he pointed out. "So you must at least sleep in a coffin in the soil where you were born. Otherwise, your powers will weaken." Seras frowned. Did she really have to do all of this? She had hoped there was nothing more to this vampire stuff, but apparently her hopes were crushed with cruel force. Walter took note of her distressed look and was perplexed. Just what was so wrong with doing what every vampire does? He honestly didn't understand what the problem was. Not at all.

"Why do you refuse to drink? Is it such an evil thing to partake of donated blood?" Seras shook her head.

"I don't know. But...if I do drink the blood, it feels like something will have ended forever..." Oh, so that was it. Walter let out a sigh and placed his hands at his hips. 'Dear me, what a bother.' A familiar voice scoffed, bringing Walter out of his thoughts.

"What a pissant." The two of them turned to see Alucard walking into the room. You were also with him, but were limping with every move you made. After the incident with Anderson, Alucard helped you with just about everything. Walking, cleaning, eating (his choice) you name it. So today you had given him the privilege to be your crutch. He was okay with this, since he got to hold you close to his side without hearing a single protest from you. You, however, still found this sort of thing quite annoying. Especially when he had the nerve to touch your butt every now and again. Looking up at the vampire, you frowned at his hurtful words. Well that wasn't a very nice thing to say to his student.

"I think it's perfectly understandable why she doesn't want to drink blood. I mean what's so wrong with feeling human once in a while?" Seras' eyes teared up and she sent you an air hug.

"Thank you, my friend~!" You returned the air hug.

"You're welcome, pal~!" Alucard sneered and rolled his eyes at the both of you, but mostly towards you.

"Of course, this coming from the human." You swiftly turned to scowl at him.

"So what?! That still doesn't give you the right to insult her!"

"Oh, but I believe it does. You see, she is MY student, meaning that I can say and do anything I want to her."

"So say you can like...what? Beat her if she does something wrong?"

"Yes." You gasped.

"That's awful!"

"Of course, that'll only be if she does something stupid. So far she has done nothing to spark my anger."

"Hmph, right. Whatever. But what if you had kids? Would you beat them too?!" Alucard scowled. Did you really think that lowly of him?

"One, if I could have kids I would never, ever, do that to them, and fact number two, vampires can't have children. The whole reproduction thing doesn't seem to work for us anymore."

"Ooh..." You suddenly thought of something, but before you could say it, Alucard spoke up.

"And no, it can't happen like in Twilight." You pouted and crossed your arms.

"Why not?" Alucard sighed.

"Flower, if I f***ed you and then bit you, you, and the baby you'd be carrying, would have become ghouls. You really should have figured that out on your own." You and Seras blushed at his words. Heck, even Walter flushed a little. The man was just so blunt about his answer that he never cared how others would take it.

"O-okay then..." Alucard smirked and held you even tighter. 'Mission to embarrass my Queen for today has been cleared. Time to think of another thing to say for tomorrow~!' But first he needed to have a word with his student.

"Anyways, police girl, I'm starting to wish I'd never bothered to suck your blood. You could've died as a human then, had you chosen to. But you chose the night. No matter how much you long for the light of day all it would do is devour your body." Alucard walked into the middle of the room, but not before he seated you onto Seras' coffin. He turned to the young vampire and stared her down from behind his sunglasses. "Listen to me, police girl. Once you deny the morning sun and begin to walk the night, you can never, ever, turn back to the day!" This you had to scoff at.

"Bull crap. You still bring me breakfast in the morning, Mr. All-Powerful-Vampire." The hitman turned to hiss at you and you greatly returned it with a raspberry. If he was going to be a jerk to your friend then you were going to give him the same treatment. Seras fidgeted from her spot in the room as you and her master glared at each other. You both acted like a married couple, something she was sure her master wanted very much. After you finally pouted in defeat, Alucard smirked down at you and slowly turned to look over his student, who looked quite uncomfortable with something or other. He honestly didn't want to know or care...but then again...

He sighed, "but maybe this too could work." Seras' eyes brightened. "There may be a place for a timid 'evening walker' like you." And then she smiled. Was her master actually being nice to her for a change? Either way, the sentiment made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. They really were like teacher and student, weren't they? It was just so adorable.

"O-okay!" With a salute from Seras everything between the two finally came to a close. Walter, after witnessing the scene, cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. He had something to tell the vampire hitman. Something he was sure he'd love to hear.

"On that note," he muttered. "I finished what we were discussing, Alucard." The vampire turned and sent him a dark smirk.

"O-ho! Show it to me." You and Seras stared at the two in confusion. What on earth were they talking about? To answer both of your curious questions Walter pulled up a suit case and placed it onto a table. He clicked the case open and revealed to everyone a huge black gun that looked absolutely astounding in your eyes. Alucard's smile seemed to widen at the sight of this glorious weapon. "Haha...well, well." He purred, pulling the gun out of its case to examine it. Not bad...it was truly a fabulous piece.

"The 13mm anti-freak combat pistol, Jackal. Unlike to the .454 Casull you've been using, it uses a new type of custom rounds. Customized 13mm armor-piercing explosive rounds. 39cm long, 16kg, six round magazine. This isn't something a human could handle."

"The casings?" Alucard asked as you and Seras went over to gawk at the pistol.

"Made from pure macedonium silver."

"Gun powder?"

"Marvels chemicals cartridge N.N.A.9."

"And the tips? Explosive? Mercury?"

"Mercury tips, blessed in advance." And at that, Alucard sent him a sinister smile.

"It's perfect, Walter." Said man gave him a thankful bow.

"My utmost thanks."

"With this I bet I could even take down Anderson." Judging by how Walter listed off things about the gun and just by looking at it you really wouldn't be surprised if it did take him out. This thing looked dangerous!

"Ah yes, we took the liberty of redesigning your weapon too, miss police girl." Seras turned excitedly to Walter. You pouted and crossed your arms from beside Alucard, who was still busy examining his new 'toy.' What about you? Didn't you get a new gun? The young vampire walked over to him, curiosity lighting her eyes as he brought up an even bigger suit case. Once he opened it, he sighed in relief the moment he placed it onto the ground. Her new gun was much too heavy for a man of his age. When a shadow formed above both of your heads you turned to look at the gun and- holy shit! That thing was huge!

"The 30mm anti-midian cannon, Harkonnen." Walter exclaimed, proudly. D-did he say CANNON?! "There are two types of ammo-piercing incendiary rounds. It can function as an anti-tank rifle, eliminating all targets both on land and in air." Seriously?! You and your friend continued to stare at the weapon in utter horror. Her, because it was her new weapon and it was incredibly dangerous, and you because it pretty much towered over anyone. If that thing fell on top of you, you highly doubted you would be able to walk away without a cracked rib or two.

"Wha-? Wha-? WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!" She took the words right out of your mouth.

(Ten minutes later)

"That's so not cool! How come I didn't get a new weapon? I mean I'm a part of Hellsing too ya know!!"

Alucard sighed, " I know, dear."

"Ugh, it's just...it's not fair..." You groaned and leaned into Alucard's chest to think. Currently, you both were heading towards your room while Seras was still downstairs with Walter checking out her new gun/cannon. Your leg had begun to randomly hurt after Seras' banshee scream, so Alucard decided that it was now time for you to rest. After a few minutes of silence, the sound of Alucard's breathing nearly lulling you to sleep, he finally made it up to your room. He opened the door, after placing you in one arm as if holding an infant, and walked in to gently place you under the soft blankets, treating you as if you were made of glass. Well now, what was this all about? Why was Alucard being gentle with you all of a sudden? This wasn't like him at all.

He tucked you in, being careful with your injured leg, and you immediately found yourself frowning. He was seriously not treating you like a princess, was he? He continued doing this for a while until you finally looked up to see that his eyes were staring down at you, waiting to see if what he was doing was making you uncomfortable or not.

"Alucard."

"Hmm?" he hummed in question. You sighed and placed your hand onto his.

"You know, you don't have to treat me as if I'm some kind of porcelain doll. I just have a bad leg at the moment. It'll heal in no time, I promise." Alucard frowned. Didn't you think he already knew that?!

"I know, but I feel as if your injuries would have been prevented if I hadn't ignored you."

"But it wasn't your fault at all! I was the one who was being childish, remember?" You gave him a smile, but he just stared at you. "So stop beating yourself up about this, please. I hate seeing you like this." Alucard continued to stare, but your words nearly had him smirking. You really were something, weren't you? After a moment of silence Alucard began to chuckle. Confused, you leaned in closer to him. "Alucard, are you alri-" He suddenly placed his lips onto yours and you froze. 'Wha-what is he...' You weren't able to finish your thoughts when Alucard pulled away.

"Why do you not kiss back?" he asked.

You gulped and wrung your fingers together. "Well...um..." You flinched at how nervous you sounded and leaned back against your pillows. Was that all you could manage to say to him? You looked up to see that Alucard was still waiting for an answer and blushed. After what happened in Badrick you weren't exactly sure where you stood with Alucard. I mean sure the man practically saw you as his Queen or whatever, but that didn't mean you saw yourself as that too. You wanted him to actually ask you out instead of just claiming you like he did from the beginning. But seeing as he's a vampire and all that probably wasn't going to happen.

"Uh...I'm just a little...tired. Yeah, I'm tired." Alucard blinked. Did you honestly think he was going to believe that? After some very little debating, and a quick look at your injured leg, he decided to let it go. 'But just this once will I leave the subject alone.'

"Okay," he whispered and stood up to leave. "I'll let you rest. I shall return with pain killers and dinner shortly." You gave him a smile and wrapped your arms around his waist to give him a small hug.

"Thank you." With a light kiss to the forehead, he finally left you alone to rest. When you knew he was gone you fell onto your bed, giving your ceiling a blank look as thoughts and memories raced through your head.

"Why does he make this so confusing?" You asked yourself, Alucard's face flashing before your eyes in an instant. You groaned and curled up closely to your pillow. Maybe the answers would come to you in a dream? That usually happened to some people on the radio...or on TV. You sighed and attempted to sleep again, but Alucard's smirking face popped up once more and you had to yell out.

"Ugh, why can't he leave me alone! That man is everywhere and yet he isn't! ...WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!" With another shout, you slammed your head into the bed and whined. If only there was something to take your mind off of Alucard. You'd honestly take or buy any sort of medication as long as it actually worked, but since nothing like that existed (except for amnesia, but you weren't going to resort to that) you decided to let it go. No point in wasting your time over nothing. You reached over to your nightstand to turn off your lamp, ready to finally go to sleep, when you felt something metallic, cold, and just plain out of the ordinary. You looked up and noticed a suit case lying on the small wooden table, a red tulip sitting on top of the case as it glistened beautifully under the light. What was this?

You slowly sat up on your soft mattress and brought the tulip and case onto your lap, tilting it to and fro as if it were a rare treasure. Maybe there was one inside the case, who really knew until you opened it. But the fact that it could possibly be a bomb (your lack of sleep was starting to make you paranoid) was something that worried you. No way were you going to blow yourself up over curiosity. You were not a cat. But the anticipation was killing you! You needed to know what it was! You sighed, and finally relented. The box has won over another victim.

"Okay ________. Don't worry. It's not going to end up like your nineteenth birthday. God did I hate that clown..." You clicked the latches upward and slowly opened the case, expecting a bomb like your first thought or a messed up Jack-in-the-box killer clown like the one Stacie got for you on your birthday. Because of her you never saw clowns the same way ever again. Inside the suit case was something you were not expecting at all. lying inside was a brand new onyx pistol with a red tulip engraved onto the handle, the Hellsing pentagram insignia lying right above it to show where you worked. You gently traced your fingers against the flower and let out a breath you didn't even know you were holding.

"W-wow." The weapon was just so beautiful. You were in complete awe over it! Who could have given you such a gorgeous object?! You had to thank them for it, you just had to. After another minute or two and you finally put the gun down to look inside the suit case for ammunition or other things for your pistol, but instead you came across something else. You slowly picked up a single pale letter and read the cover; your name scrawled onto it in perfect cursive. Strangely, the sender was unknown. They either failed to remember to put their names there or they did it on purpose. Were they trying to be mysterious? You shrugged and opened the letter, pulling the note from the envelope that would hopefully explain the reason behind your gifts.

Dear ________,

I hope you enjoyed the little gifts you received. Walter, much to my insistence, had this pistol custom made for you and only you. I felt that it was high time that you get an upgrade in weaponry after what happened in Badrick, so here you go. Meet the Crimson Tulip. I wanted to tulip engraved onto your pistol for an "obvious" reason, but you'll have to figure out why on your own. And the Hellsing insignia...again that should be obvious. I'm pretty sure you know why it's there.

The gun itself is very powerful. Almost like my Jackal, but not quite. You see you're still human, so therefore you would not be able to handle my weapons weight and strength. But the Crimson Tulip is still strong, possibly strong enough to stop Anderson if he ever decides to chase after you again. Although, it will not kill him. I'll take care of that part myself, so no need to worry your pretty little head over anything, my dear.

Oh, there's one more thing I wanted to give you! I had to hide it in order to add on to the surprise. Look back into the suit case and feel around the upper left corner. When you find a small tab, pull it and you will find your last present.

You blinked and looked back into the box. There was more? You smiled and felt around the case like the note told you to do, feeling elation at the many gifts you've received today. Whoever this mystery person was you were definitely going to give them a big hug for all of this, they really deserved it. When you felt the tab in one corner you pulled it up and lying underneath was a cute little bat necklace that was absolutely squeal worthy. [1] You pulled the necklace out of the case and placed it onto your lap so you could finish reading the note.

That necklace, although very...cute looking(?), is very important. Do not, under any circumstance, forget to wear this. Don't even lose it! This thing could one day save your life, my flower. The reason why I'm expressing its importance is because that little trinket is both an alarm and tracking device. If ever you are in trouble, turn the fang to the opposite side to turn it on. An alarm will go off on a device I have here with me and I will use this device to track you down.

Of course I don't really need this clump of metal to track 'you' down since I can practically pick up your scent from just about anywhere on this earth, since you're my queen and all, but if anything were to happen then I guess the device could come in handy when the situation calls for it. Now I hope you enjoyed all of your gifts and I wish you happiness and comfort as you head your way onto recovery.

~The No-Life King,

Alucard

You placed the letter back into the suit case and smiled. Well wasn't he sweet~? You chuckled at the mere absurdity of how that sounded in your head and clipped the necklace around your neck. You then placed the gun on your night stand and picked up the tulip to take a whiff of the gorgeous plant.

"Thank you, Alucard."

(Rear Gate)

"So 'course he lost it and freaked out. Annoyin' pr***. Hey, you agree with me, right bro?" The other person beside the man rolled his eyes.

"You always talk too much before we do a job. Just be cool and do your thing."

"Yeah yeah yeah, that shit again. I hear you loud and clear."

"We haven't had a gig this big in some time. Failure's not an option." The man with the foul mouth laughed.

"Failure? Not a f***in' chance. This is gonna be a cake walk!" As the two approached the rear gate a Hellsing guard blew his whistle to get their attention.

"Look here, you two! This is a restricted area!!!" The blond haired brother smiled.

"Ahh, I'm so sorry. We're part of a sight-seeing tour, sir." The blond pointed towards a bus not too far from the gate, proving his answer correct. "We're touring the UK's old aristocratic mansions and castles."

"This place isn't open to the public?" The younger brother asked. The guard shook his head.

"This is a private property. You must leave at once!" The two siblings suddenly laughed. The guard had no idea what was going on and just stood there, nervously watching the two as the younger brother lifted a single hand up and snapped his fingers. What were they-? A barrage of bullets went through a guards head and the other stood there in shock. Both of the brothers smirked at the fear that crossed over his features. This was just too easy.

The blond stepped forward. "You look pale. Sure you're alright?" he asked the man. The younger brother couldn't help but smile at his words as he lifted his fingers up to snap them once more.

"Ciao~!" And multiple bullets hit the guard until he was nothing but a bloody corpse. The bullets continued to fly into the dead body and the younger brother scowled at the mess before him. "Cease fire!!" he yelled out. "Stop! God damn it, stop!" The gun fire finally came to an end and he sighed. Turning to his brother, he couldn't help but say, "Bro, these guys are a buncha dumbass retards. You sure 'bout them?"

"Hm...they're an experiment. Just a bunch of worthless cannon fodder. To 'him' we're all probably nothing more than cogs in the machine." The younger sibling snickered.

"Heh, experiment huh?" He quickly snapped his fingers again and the door on the bus blew off. Several feet marched out of the vehicle and an armed force stood behind the two, awaiting further orders. "Works for me, man. So it's all worthless as shit! As long as we get ta make the kill and drink the spill who gives a f***?" The younger brother brought out two of his own guns, looking as if he were prepared for battle.

"Hellsing? Whatever, man. Alucard? What the f*** ever, man! We are gonna wipe all you b****es out!"

(With Integra and the Council of Twelve)

A loud explosion alerted everyone, nearly all of them jolting in their seat at the sound. Sir Irons looked to Integra with eyes wide and frantic.

"What is it?!" he yelled out. "What's going on, Integra?!" A call from a soldier sounded from the phone in front of Integra and she answered it immediately, making sure to put it on speaker so everyone else in the room could hear.

"This is the main guard post, sir Integra!!"

"What? What's happening?" She asked the guard, listening to the sound of bullets flying on the other end of the line.

"The enemy! We're under attack!"

"Excuse me?!"

"We can't make contact with the outside! We're currently engaged at the main ground floor! Entryway!!!" Integra leaned forward in her seat.

"Hold them off! Buy us some time!!"

"Uh, but! But...! The enemy...!"

"Calm down! How many are there?! Give me some details!" More gun fire sounded.

"They're...they're ghouls!! The enemy! They're ghouls!!" Everyone in the council blanched. There was an army of ghouls?! This wasn't good!

"An army of ghouls?! Look, just buy us some time," Integra ordered. "Evacuating the convention members is our top priority. What about the rooftop helicopter...?" Another explosion shook the entire mansion. "What was that...?!"

"I think that was the helicopter being destroyed! We're finished! The enemy is almost-BRRRRRAP! BRRRRRRRAP! HNGAH! AHH..." WHUMP! KSHH! KSHH! A man of the convention stood up.

"What is it, Integra?! What's happening?!"

"Guard!! What's going on?!" More static came from the phone, "hey!" Still no answer.

"Is it the enemy?! Are they there?!" KSHH! Integra jumped back in surprise. Did someone survive?

"S' this thing on?" The unknown voice asked. "Hello hello! Can you hear me? Greetings to all you 'twelve' dudes! Hello! Are you listenin' too, you hellbitch wh***, miss Hellsing? If inquiring minds wanna know, we're the Valentine brothers! I'm the little brother Jan, and what a fine day to all youse! We're gonna come ice you now. So, have ya pissed yer pants? Have ya prayed ta God? Are ya ready ta hunker down in a corner and beg for mercy?" Integra scowled. How dare these two people barge into her home and kill all her men! They'll pay for what they've done. She swore it.

"Hey, you even still have time to go for our special suicide offer. Highly recommended! Well se ya around! I love you all, pigs!" The phone clicked off and all that was left was static. The council members remained silent, until one member looked to Integra.

"What in the bloody hell is this, Integra?!"

"We're under attack. Intelligence appears to have been leaked." She answered, calmly.

"You don't seem too concerned! You said we're being attacked!!" Integra ignored the man and dialed the number to phone in the basement, where Walter, Seras, and Alucard were currently residing.

"Walter. Walter, where are you?"

"Yes, my lady! I am in miss Seras' room, downstairs. I am aware of the situation. It will be about four to five hours before the military police notice this mess and deploy. Until then, we must dig our heels in and protect the council room."

"What do you advise?"

"There is only one way in or out. In short, protect the one door way at all costs. As I have Alucard and miss Seras here. We will divide into two groups, one of which will come to your defense. And the other will be the offense. How does this sound?"

"But how will you get here?! The path is littered with ghouls!" Walter chuckled.

"Think back to ten years ago. How did you reach Alucard underground?" Integra gasped in realization.

"Ventilation shafts?!"

"Correct. Just wait, we'll be there shortly." Integra's teeth grinded in anger. She had to mention one more thing to him before she hung up.

"Walter, they...the bastards ate my men. They will not get away with this. Do not let them leave this place alive." Walter smirked and crossed his arms.

"But of course, my dear sir Integra." She then ended the call.

"Ho ho," Alucard spoke up from his spot in the basement. " 'Angel of Death' Walter rides again?" Seras looked to him in confusion.

"Whaa? What's that all about?" She asked him.

"You'll find out." Walter walked up to them, his smirk still in place.

"The oldster and the rookie joining forces, what a fitting team. Heh heh heh." Alucard returned the smirk with one of his own.

"Yes, it looks like we'll have a little fun this time." Seras, on the other hand, sweat dropped at them both. She had no idea what was going on.

"Aren't there any normal blokes in this outfit?" She asked. Alucard couldn't help but chuckle at his student.

"My queen would probably be one of those-" time seemed to stop on all three people in the room as realization finally struck them. A beeping from Alucard's wrist alerted them all as they stared at the hunters new, blinking wrist watch, in complete and utter horror.

"________!!!"

(With you)

"Note to self: Kill Alucard." Holding up your brand new pistol in one hand, you glared in the direction of the door as your other hand flicked the alarm switch on and off in hopes of getting someone's help. There were ghouls outside your bedroom and they were just clawing and banging their hands against your door to get in. Because of this, you had no other form of escape. Except for maybe the window, but your room was on the second floor and if you were actually stupid enough to attempt to be a flying squirrel, you'd most likely end up with another leg injury. And yeah, one broken leg was good enough for you at the moment.

Another loud thud brought you out of your thoughts and you knew the ghouls were getting impatient.

"Well..." you muttered. "Maybe I'll hobble my way into the bathroom, but it seems so far away, and I'm really tired-" THUD! "Okay, hobbling it is then." So you jumped out of bed and quickly made your way into the bathroom, locking the door behind you as you seated yourself onto the toilet lid. But the moment you sat down your bedroom door finally caved in and the ghouls swarmed into your room.

"Ugh great, now they're going to go through my things just to find me" And just like that you heard a 'certain' vase shatter. Oh they seriously did not just do that!

"Dang it, I just paid for that piece of crap!" The groaning on the other end stopped for a moment and the sudden sound of hands smacking against the surface of the bathroom door made you curse. You probably should have used your in door voice a moment ago. Oh well, can't change the past. The slamming of hands and other body parts hit the bathroom door and your fear rose with each horrible smack that came one after the other. Okay "now" this was the part where you died. The incident with Anderson was one thing, but now you were sure you wouldn't be so lucky.

"Grrrr..." you blinked at the sudden sound from behind the door. What the hell was that?

"GRRRR...!" It sounded much closer now. Was that an animal? What was an animal doing here?!

"GRRRR, RRRRRAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!" You covered your ears at the monstorous roar that now came from within your room and ducked your head down. Were those the ghouls?! That couldn't have been them. They never made a sound like that before. You listened closely to the noises from behind the door and heard what sounded like flesh ripping and bones breaking. What was going on in there? Eventually, the grotesque sounds stopped and all became silent, save for a few animalistic pants mixed with the sound of your heavy breathing.

"CHK CHK CHK," came the sound of something sharp scratching against the door. What the-?

"CHK CHK CHK." There is was again! What was that?!

"......CHKCHKCHKCHKCHK!!!" It was frantic now, whatever it was. And did you just hear a whimper? Something was whimpering on the other side! And it kinda sounded like a do-....no freakin' way. You shot up from your seat on the toilet lid and flung the door open, only to be pounced on by a furry black fluff ball. It was Baskerville!!! The giant hound panted and whined into your neck as you tried to get your bearings back. Just how did he know you were in trouble? Oh who cares, Baskerville was here and that meant you were safe!

"Thanks, Baskerville. You're my hero~!" You planted a big kiss to his forehead and the dog sent you a wolfish grin. Oh yes, he absolutely adored the attention he was receiving from you, but he had more important matters to attend to, starting with your safety. With a gentle tug on your pant leg Baskerville walked over to the door to lead you out. You sent the huge, wolf like creature a warm smile, one in which he amazingly returned with his own evil grin.

"Baskerville, it's really sweet of you to save me and then continue to be my guard dog, but you see I can't exactly move at this moment." He whined and tilted his head as if to ask you why.

"Well you see, a couple of days ago I ended up getting this really bad leg injury, so I can't exactly walk too much or else I might damage my leg even more. I would use a crutch to get around from place to place, but a certain 'jerk' pretty much went up to my doctor and told him that crutches were inferior and decided that holding me was the best option. Obviously an excuse to hold me, but why should I care. I mean it's not like I can kick the man-oh I'm sorry, VAMPIRE hunter's back end, but it's fine. I have my own ways of annoying him while I'm like this." Baskerville huffed in an odd way-much like a laugh-and calmly walked over to you. Once he made it beside you he tilted his head and gestured for you to stand up. Once you did he quickly shot between your legs to where you were practically on top of his spine.

"Baskerville, what the he-!" You weren't able to finish as the canine ran out of your room and down the vast hallways. You yelled out as you both went to incredible speeds to where ever Baskerville wanted to be. Was this what it was like to ride a horse?! If so, you honestly weren't sure if you'd try it ever again. You both rounded a corner and several more ghouls came out to stop you. Baskerville, being a very stubborn canine, growled and sped up, planning to ram into them if they continued to get in his way, but you decided to take a different approach. You pulled out your new pistol and aimed, making sure you were pointing right at their heads. BANG BANG! All right, bulls eye!

This continued on for a while - you shooting several ghouls or Baskerville running into them as if they were bowling pins - but finally the canine stopped in front of a...mirror? You looked at your reflection and then looked down at the hound. Why did he stop here? Not only that, but why was there a mirror in THIS hallway. It didn't make sense. You thought about this for a while and Baskerville took this moment to paw at the shining object, giving your reflection a look that you didn't quite understand.

"What is it?" you asked him. He gave you a tail wag and looked to the mirror. You still didn't get what he wanted. He saw the blank look you gave him and whined.

"What? Did Seras fall down a well or something?" He growled at that. Hell, he even managed to roll his eyes at you.

"Well okay, then what?" He just pawed at the mirror.

"Ugh, Baskerville you aren't making this easy..." With a groan, you sat beside the canine and began to pick at your fingernails. Several minutes went by and you were still picking at your nails, just waiting for something to happen. Strangely, no ghouls had come out to attack, but you were okay with that. You didn't want to deal with them anyways. Baskerville probably wanted nothing to do with them either. Speaking of which, what was Baskerville doing anyways.

"Hey, did you figure out whatever it was you were-" you looked up to see a passage way instead of a mirror. When and how did that get there?! "B-baskerville, what in the world did you do?!" The canine woofed and nudged you forward. You looked down at him, and then down the stairway to an unknown world. The darkness completely consumed the inside and a eerily cold air brushed against your shoulders, making you shake with uneasiness. Yeah, there was no way you were going in there.

"Uhh...yeah, no." Baskerville pushed you forward again and you were barely able to catch yourself from falling down the stairs. Jeez, pushy!

"Fine! I'll go down into that dark....creepy.....chamber.....of death." Well, here goes nothing, ________. You took one step into the the hole then another. Nothing happened. You took another step. Still nothing. You sighed and limped your way down each step, Baskerville following behind you with a wolfish grin. If he could chuckle now he would have, but he had to play the part of "guard dog" or else you would beat him repeatedly with a newspaper, and 'Baskerville' found that highly degrading. You both reached the bottom of the stairs and you looked about the room in wonder. A chair and table stood in one part of the room and a coffin stood in another, completely covered in the shadows.

You wondered who lived down here. You looked around some more and frowned. The room felt so cold and yet it was obvious someone lived here. Just how is that possible? As you continued your investigation, Baskerville turned to look back at the entrance, watching as the entrance slowly closed. It would seem that the guards finally showed up to do their jobs in protecting his room. Good, he wanted nothing to happen to his Queen. Suddenly, the putrid smell of an enemy vampire wafted around the air before Baskerville and he growled lowly. So much for keeping his Queen safe down here. He turned to look at you and watched as you inspected his coffin, something he rarely let anyone else do. If Baskerville wanted to keep you safe, then he was going to be in his true form. This one could probably still kill it, but he didn't want anything to go awry, so his true form would have to do.

"Hey, Baskerville, who do you think lives down here?" you asked, touching the sleek surface of the black coffin. It was just as cold as the room. "Well whoever it was it doesn't seem like they've been here for quite some time now."

"Well isn't this a pleasant sight." You jumped at the sound of an overly familiar voice. With a quick turn, you instantly found Alucard leering at you from across the room.

"Wh-wha-?" Since when did he get here?!

"Finally my Queen has come down to my chambers to see me, and all while she was injured too. My love, you must have been really desperate for my attention." You twitched at his words and walked over to the only chair in the room to take a seat, making sure to cross your good leg over the bad one as a sign of defiance.

"For your information, I was led here by my trusty companion so I would be safe from the intruders."

"Well they picked a good place for you to hide in. Only Hellsing members are allowed to come into my chambers, unless it was really necessary."

"What on earth do you mean by 'really necessary?' Aren't people always allowed around this place?"

"No. Several Hellsing members are allowed entry to a limited amount of places. Only my master, Walter, and the police girl are allowed to enter my chambers."

"Oh yeah? Well what about me?"

"Since you are technically mine-"

"What?!"

"-my master has pretty much given you a VIP pass to enter my chambers at anytime you wish to see me." You frowned. Did Integra really not care if you came here or was Alucard just spouting out nonsense again? When it came to the vampire you never really knew.

"Right...well whatever. I'm just going to rest here until everything clears up in the mansion. I'm sure the guards will get rid of the ghouls in no time."

"...They won't survive." You quickly turned to him in questioning.

"What did you say?" Alucard took this moment to walk over to you. After his feet stood in front of yours he gently lifted you out of the seat, sat down, and placed you onto his lap. If you weren't still waiting for him to answer you would have smacked him.

"I said they won't survive. The guards here aren't trained to take on armored ghouls, let alone two vampires."

"Wait, vampires?!" You looked up to meet his gaze. "There are vampires here?!"

"Yes. How else do you think the ghouls got here?" He had a point. You and Alucard sat in the room in silence, listening to gun fire and screams from upstairs. You were beginning to worry about the soldiers here. I mean here you were, probably sitting in the most safest place imaginable and your comrades were upstairs either being shot at or eaten. Knowing this made you feel like the crappiest person alive. Alucard, who was busy messing with your outfit, noticed your distressed look and brought you closer to his chest. "Do not worry too much about it, flower."

"I know, but-" he placed a hand onto your head and guided your cheek to rest into the crook of his neck.

"Shh..." The silence returned, but not as awful as the last one. This type of silence was comforting. So comforting that Alucard felt you nuzzle closer to his form, which you failed to notice yourself actually doing. The comforting silence shared between you both was quickly brought to an end as screams of bloody murder echoed off of the walls from the entrance. Alucard quickly shot up from the seat and carried you towards his coffin. He opened the lid and placed you inside, chuckling when he noticed you were staring at him curiously. "Stay in here until I come and get you." But before he could close you in, you grabbed onto the sleeve of his trench coat.

"Alucard, wait. Before you go and do your thing, I just wanna say thanks." He blinked.

"For what?"

"For the gifts. I really liked them."

"....heheheh," he laughed. You never ceased to amuse him. With a light kiss to your forehead, he removed your hand from his sleeve and closed the coffin. Now it was time for him to take out some annoying pest who dared to barge into his home. He walked over to his seat and sat down, crossing his legs as if he had been waiting for this rat for ages.

"Vampire Alucard. You're there, aren't you? Come on out!" the unknown intruder shouted. Alucard remained silent. "I know you're down there. Even if you hide, I can sense your powerful chi rising up from this place." Alucard listened as the man slowly made his way down. He still needed to be patient and wait. When the intruder reached the last step, he frowned and looked around the area. "Where are you?" That was when the King made his appearance known.

" 'Even if I hide'?" he scoffed, "I'm not running or hiding. I just got a bit tired of waiting for you." After a short while, a blond man strode towards him after his most annoying display, a blank look on his face as he just stared. The vampire king, so far, was unimpressed by the vermin standing before him. He looked like any other vampire rookie he's had the disgusting pleasure of killing. Of course, he also knew to never judge a book by its cover.

"Should have known," the man muttered. He took one step forward and pulled out a gun, making the assassin smirk. "I've been waiting for this too. My show down with THE Alucard!!" He leaned into a sprint, "time to check out..." and ran right at him, "how good I am!" Well wasn't he a fascinating one? And yes, that was sarcasm. CLICK CLICK. Both men had their guns pointed at one another, each looking about ready to pull the trigger.

"You're stuck," Alucard commented. He had to admit, he was slightly impressed. None of his other victims were this fast, at least not enough to match his speed.

"Better not think I'm just another one of those instants. I'll replace you as the new number one!" Ha, what a joke! They both finally pulled the trigger and were forced back by the mere strength of the guns. The room was uncomfortably silent, a mist of ashen gray gun powder surrounding the two as the both...laughed? Yes, they were laughing! The unspoken question, however, was why? Guess the world will never know. After the laughing fit ended, the man lifted his weapon and shot another round into Alucard's head, forcing it back to stare at his coffin, which was still safely hidden from the intruder.

Alucard raised the Jackal and aimed at his victim, his eyes still trained on the coffin. He fired many rounds at the vermin and smiled maliciously. The blond dodged each shot that came at him and safely landed onto the floor with grace. Alucard whistled. He definitely was different from the others. After a few more shots, the blond sneered.

"I thought I told you NOT to lump me in with the ones you've fought. I have all the abilities YOU vampires have. NO! I have MORE than you." Alucard could have rolled his eyes.

'Oh please...' Alucard fired more bullets. 'He is talented, I'll admit, but he lacks one thing that I have. He lacks his trump card. His ace in the hole!'

(Minutes go by)

The two vampires continued on like this, shooting one another as the blond dodged the bullets and Alucard took them like a man.

"Magnificent," Alucard said. "Excellent reflexive ability."

"Oh save it!" This didn't stop the King, however.

"This is great!! I haven't had this much fun in ages. I can see that you're above even a 'category A' vampire." He was most impressed indeed. The villainous vampire leaned back against a wall to watch his opponent.

'He's not even trying to dodge my shots. Is he immortal?!' The blond shook his head at the ridiculous thought. 'No! There's nothing immortal in this world! He acts like he's fine, but he's more hurt than I am. I can beat the vampire Alucard!!'

"Releasing control art restriction to level three, level two, level one." What did he say? "Situation A. The Cromwell Approval is now in effect. Hold release until target is silenced." Alucard brought two arms forward and multiple red eyes sprouted out of his body. What on earth did he do?! "Now it's time to teach you how real vampires do battle." And as if he uttered a command, multiple Baskerville's came out of his body, drooling, growling, and snarling at their next meal. The unfortunate vampire who had the guts to face the assassin shook in fear. What was this?! This was not something an ordinary vampire could do!

And as Alucard's limbs fell to the floor, they were easily consumed into the dark hounds body, Alucard's head cruelly smirking towards the blond. Baskerville quickly lunged at the vampire, snapping its ferocious jaw at any piece of flesh it could touch. But the vampire was quick to escape the deadly creature. With a sudden turn he dodged the canine's sharp fangs. But Baskerville expected him to do this and snapped at the blond again, making sure to open its mouth wide enough for Alucard's face to appear. He smirked again and the blond froze.

'Wha-...' the blond backed up. 'What the...' an arm suddenly came out of the hounds mouth and it aimed the Jackal right at him. BANG! The blond yelled out, his leg flying off to some other part of the room. Panting and wheezing he limped his way towards the exit. This was too much for him. No one even informed him of this man's power. Just what was he?! BANG! He shouted out again as his other leg came off. The dark mass of all things evil continued to follow after the rat who crawled towards the stairs. It stopped the moment he did.

"What...?!" He asked the mass as it aimed the gun at him. "Wh-what...? What?! What...what the hell are you, anyway?!" Alucard laughed and slowly slithered his way out of the centipedes and Baskerville's that he himself summoned and sauntered his way over to the blond, smiling in sick glee as he stared the bloody vampire down.

With another smile, he brought out the blond's severed leg and asked in a twisted tone, "What's the matter?" He squeezed the leg when the vampire did nothing. "You just had a coupla legs blown off, that's all. Come get me!!" The vampire flinched. "Summon your familiars!! Disengage your body!! Reconstruct your legs and stand up!! Pick up your guns and fight back!! The night's only just begun!! Here's where it gets fun!! Hurry! Hurry hurry!! Hurry hurry hurry!!!"

"G--! ...G--! Goddamn freak!!" Alucard frowned. WHAT?!

"Oh. So that's what you are, boy. A worthless, good-for-nothing lump of flesh."

"Oh piss off, you little Hellsing toy!! You're just some vampire who's the Anglican church's dog--"

"SILENCE!" The man jolted in surprise and as he sat there, near ready to piss his own pants, Alucard eerily grinned down at him as a million-eyed Baskerville came out of his right arm. "That makes you dog food." And with a flick of the wrist Baskerville flew towards the blond and sunk his teeth into his flesh, tearing the pathetic creature to shreds. "So that was all you had after all," Alucard tsked in disappointment. "You were more a piece of shit than a man. Now you can be a piece of dog shit." Alucard tsked once more and turned on his heel, returning to the deepest part of his chambers.

"From this I can tell how weak the one upstairs is, yet it seems he's giving them quite a tough time. No matter, I'm sure they can handle themselves." Alucard leisurely walked over to his black coffin and traced the words engraved on the surface. With a gentle tap against the lid, you slowly opened the lid and looked about the room like a weary meerkat.

"You got him?" You asked while attempting to lift yourself out of the black box. You failed miserably because of your bad leg. You looked up towards Alucard with the puppy dog eyes and he immediately came to your aid. He picked you up as if you were a bride and walked towards his chair.

"Yes, I have easily disposed of one of the threats. The others are taking care of the last one."

"Really? Shouldn't we go up there and help them?" He seated himself onto the soft material of his chair and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist.

"No. They can handle themselves. Just have faith in them."

"Even Seras?"

"Yes," he chuckled, "even the police girl." He began to stroke your hair, trying to coax you into taking a nap, but you noticed his motives and tried to fight him off. Oh, he wouldn't have any of THAT now. "Flower, you need to rest. You are still injured and after the events that have transpired today, you need it more than anyone else on the premises." You yawned and shook your head, still too stubborn to listen to him. Oh why couldn't you just listen to him. Then maybe this pointless game of cat and mouse could finally end and you could be together for all eternity. Your submission was all Alucard ever wanted.

"No way, Count. I need to help my friends."

"Beloved, you'll only be a liability than an ally. Now rest." And with a rough tug he forced your head onto his chest and kept it there until you gave in to his demands.

"Ugh, fine. But if you pull anything weird or creepy I have all rights to shoot you in the head with Crimson."

"Crimson?"

"Yeah, the new gun you gave me. I just shortened the name a bit."

"....Alright then. So if I do anything to you while you sleep I give you the right to shoot me, which isn't really a punishment since I can regenerate."

"Ah, just hush up and let me have this."

"I will once you can come up with a better threat."

"Alucard...!"

"Heheheh~!