Hellsing - Blood Heritage

Hokay peoples! It's morphin' time! Wait... wrong series. Well, there's fighting anyway....

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The moment she reached the upper floors, Syn wondered if she hadn't walked into a scene from hell. The Hellsing soldiers were scattered everywhere, most in pieces - all of them dead. Her stomach turned at the horror of it. From the sounds coming from the stairwell, she figured most of the ghouls were on the second floor. She drew her gun and sprinted up the staircase.

She was immediately met with the most disgusting sight she had ever seen. Dozens of ghouls, armed to the teeth and in full battle armor, were eating the soldiers who still had some life left in them. Those whom had been drained of blood were stacked in a pile that nearly reached the ceiling. There were about forty of the monsters by her count - and they had all lain their guns and shields aside to enjoy their macabre feast. With any luck, they wouldn't pick them back up when they noticed her.

Syn released the safety on Lasher. "Hey! Shit heads!" She shouted, announcing her presence. "Fresh, yummy meat right over here!!!"

Every ghoul in the hallway dropped their meal and turned in her direction. A few of them sniffed the air and snarled when they caught the scent of her blood. Doors opened and more ghouls poured out of rooms off the main hallway. Syn's eyes went wide as she counted. There had to be at least sixty altogether. Forty wasn't a great number, but it was 'a lot' better than sixty.

"Oh jesus."

She raised her gun and started firing as they trudged toward her. She only took head shots. The rest of their bodies were too heavily armored to waist a bullet trying to hit their hearts. She thought she was doing a pretty good job until some of the smarter ghouls reached for the weapons on the floor.

'Crap.' She darted behind a corner when they opened fire on her. She peeked her head around and picked off the monsters closest to her, but quickly had to back down the hallway and find another corner to shield herself with. As she moved to duck behind a door, a pair of arms grabbed at her. More ghouls were behind her. But instead of the armored ones, these were Hellsing soldiers.

"Oh my god..." They were turning their own men against them. Eating them was bad enough, but this... this went beyond anything she could have imagined.

Thinking quickly, she jerked out of the monster's grasp and slammed the door into it's face. The ghoul fell back against it's fellows, but now she was surrounded. There was nothing she could do but take out the ones closest to her, and hope the bullets held out for the rest. She heard a blast from the Harkonnen sound from somewhere on the third floor, along with loud shouting. Walter and Seras had apparently reached their destination and were engaging the targets upstairs.

Syn couldn't handle having monsters come at her from all sides, so the moment she was able, she ducked into an empty room. The doorway forced the ghouls to come at her in groups of two or three. She picked them off easily. Aside from the fact that she was shooting at men she 'should' be working with, it was almost like one of those first-person shooter games. Fire off 12 shots, reload, repeat as necessary. Which was all well and good until she got down to her last two magazines. Twenty four rounds, and god knows how many ghouls left. From the large group outside the door, she was going to need a hell of a lot more than twenty four bullets.

As she loaded up the last magazine and prayed for the best, she heard gunfire coming from down the hallway. Along with a disturbingly familiar insane laugh.

"Alucard!!!" she shouted, firing a shot into the nearest ghoul's head. "Will you please quit playing around out there and help me here!?"

When he responded, his voice was much closer than it should have been. It almost sounded like he was in the room with her. "I think you're doing rather well on your own..."

Syn gritted her teeth in frustration. "Damn it I'm running out of bullets!" She shot her eyes around the room, landing on a large pipe wrench laying on the floor. "Unless you expect me to start beating them with a bloody wrench!"

"Oh? What an 'arousing' image." he growled. "I simply must see this..."

She had one bullet left. Alucard obviously wasn't going to help her, so she had no choice but to use what she had available. She threw herself toward the wrench, firing her last shot at the door. She shoved Lasher back into her shoulder harness, then grabbed the heavy piece of metal. Iron wasn't going to be very helpful against the monsters, so she murmured a quick blessing to make it useful before running toward the doorway.

Syn tried to imagine something more mundane to take her mind off the horror of what she was doing. She wasn't beating the heads off of ghouls. She was... playing t-ball. 'Oh yeah, that's a wonderful image.' she berated herself. 'Playing zombie t-ball with Integra's soldiers. She'll really approve of that.'

She managed to beat her way out of the room and down the hallway. She rounded the corner, raising her makeshift weapon to take down more of the mindless monsters when a bullet whizzed past her head. A ghoul she hadn't noticed behind her exploded into dust.

"You ass!" she screamed at the grinning vampire. She attacked another ghoul that had come within swinging distance. "When this is over, I'm going to KILL you!!"

Alucard was completely in his element. He stood in the midst of a large group of what had formerly been Hellsing employees, shooting and ripping through them as though they were nothing more than paper. If she hadn't been fighting herself, she might have found the sight entrancing. He made it look so... effortless. Almost like he were performing some weird, macabre dance instead of killing.

"Are you now?" he laughed, firing at the zombies around him without even looking. "What is a little girl with a wrench going to do to me?"

Syn went blind with fury. Those were almost the exact same words he had used when he had first encountered her. She had been weak and helpless then - unable to do anything. The reminder of the moment made her lose consciousness of everything around her. She became nothing more than flesh and blood and metal, lashing out at anything that stood in-between her and her goal. And right then, her goal was beating the unliving mess out of the vampire king laughing at her. She didn't notice he had put his guns away, didn't notice that there were no more ghouls attacking them until after she slammed the wrench into the side of his head.

"I am NOT a little girl!" she shouted at him. "I am NOT helpless! I am NOT weak! And don't you EVER DARE insinuate such a thing again, or I will not hesitate to teach you just what this 'little girl' is capable of! Do you understand me?!"

She raised her arm to hit him again, but Alucard jerked the wrench out of her hand and tackled her to the floor. Syn kicked and struggled in his grip, clawing at every visible piece of skin she could find - which mostly comprised his face. She was NOT a weak little human plaything, and she wasn't going to put up with him treating her however the hell he wanted.

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She was perfection. Wild, violent, untamable perfection. And Alucard was in his own dark, twisted version of heaven.

After dealing with the disappointment of that pitiful excuse for a vampire, he had come upstairs to see just what kind of situation Syn had gotten herself into. He wasn't the least bit surprised that her amazing mind served her just as well amidst struggle as it did elsewhere. Surrounded by literally hundreds of ghouls after her blood, she had enough sense to figure out how to turn the situation to her advantage. Even running out of bullets hadn't stopped her.

'She put a blessing on that wrench...' he mused to himself. The wound on the side of his head refused to heal. It was absolutely 'fascinating'.

He could think of nothing more beautiful than how she looked now. Pinned to the ground, clawing madly at his face, nostrils flaring with anger. Her acid green eyes were lit up with fury, burning like hellfire - while that gorgeous hair spilled around her head like a halo of blood. It was almost a shame she could never be turned. As a vampire, she could easily be just as powerful as him... perhaps more so. But then, she didn't have to be a vampire to be his match, he considered. She already was. Even she didn't realize how incredibly strong she was. How she could stare him down in stubborn determination and not show a hint of fear.

He pressed his nose against her neck, growling at the scent of her blood spiced with her anger. Sweet and wild, tinged with adrenaline, pumping furiously through her veins in time with her accelerated heart beat. He let his fangs graze across her pulse.

"Is that threat supposed to dissuade me?" he purred.

Her eyes narrowed, making her look incredibly dangerous. It was breathtaking.

"I don't make threats. I make promises."

"Is that so?" he went on, running his nose along her jawline. " 'Little girls' shouldn't make promises they can't keep."

Syn gave him a look so scathing, it would have cut down a human being. If Seras wasn't running down the stairs to see if she was still alive, he would have taken her right there on the floor. 'Damn police girl.' he swore to himself. 'Always ruining the moment...'

Enjoying the spoils of battle would have to wait until later.

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Syn heard Seras coming before she saw anything. From the racket she was making, the girl had to be jumping down four steps at a time as she ran down the staircase. Alucard made an unhappy snort, then pushed himself up off the floor - dragging her along with him. He looked more than a little miffed at being interrupted. Syn made a mental note to give the draculina a big hug later.

"Syn?!" Seras called out worriedly. "Are you..."

"I'm fine Seras."

The moment she rounded the corner, the girl's eyes widened at the amount of blood and piles of ash on the floor around them. Syn herself was covered in blood and gore, obviously having survived one hell of a fight. Seras rushed toward her and examined her wildly, looking for any sign of injury.

"Oh my god! Are you okay? You look awful!"

Syn made a face and pushed her away. "I said I'm fine." she looked down at her bloody clothes. "None of this is mine."

Seras let out a breath of relief. "Thank goodness! I was so worried..."

"You worry too much police girl." Alucard chided, looking slightly irritated at her appearance. He shot a glance at the ceiling. "You've left the other vampire alive?"

"Huh?" she blinked, not expecting the subject to change so quickly. "Oh! Walter and Sir Integral are trying to figure out what they were doing here. He's..." she trailed off, her face darkening at the thought of the intruder. "He's the most disgusting person I've ever seen in my life. You should have heard the garbage coming out of his mouth..."

"What are they doing? Torturing him for information?" Syn questioned, arching a brow.

The look on Seras' face was answer enough.

She led them upstairs so they could see what was going on for themselves. Sir Integra and Walter were standing over a figure hunched against the wall, demanding information. Syn couldn't see much of him, but it was obvious he had been beaten up pretty badly. He looked like his face had been pierced multiple times - but all the rings had been ripped out. Considering that Walter had been the one out fighting, he was probably the one that had done it. Syn saw the butler in a whole new light.

'Well, there had to be a reason he was called the Angel of Death...'

The other Round Table members watched from the safety of the conference room, not wanting to come any closer. The vampire clutched at a bloody stump where his arm had been and pushed himself up the wall, cussing the whole time.

"Ah shit." he cursed upon seeing Alucard. "You guys really think they're going to let me live after we fucked this up?"

Integra leveled her gun at him. She looked pissed beyond all belief. Syn could imagine the woman wanted nothing more than to rip the vampire a new one. It's what she would want to do if she were in her place. "Who are you talking about? Who is pulling your strings?" she demanded.

The vampire laughed at her. "You already know who you stupid whore! The ones who put the chip in me! They can hear every word I'm saying right now!"

Even as he finished his sentence, he was engulfed by a bright blue flame that seemed to originate from somewhere inside of him. Walter quickly pulled Integra behind him to shield her from the fire.

"See!" the creature cackled at them, mocking them even as he died. "I told you! The boss man doesn't like stragglers!"

In a final show of insubordination, he flipped them all off. "You can take this clue and shove it up your ass for all I care! Beware the...Millennium..."

His voice broke and became strangled toward the end as the flames ate away at his vocal chords - but it was still plain what he had said. He crumpled into a pile of ash as his warning was completed. Integra glowered at the remains of the monster who had invaded her home.

"Millennium? That's it?"

The knight looked furious that there was nothing else to go on. Some of the Round Table members bickered amongst themselves from their hiding place. "What the hell does that mean Sir Integra?" one of them demanded.

The situation made Syn want to strangle each and every one of the men. Integra's entire household had been wiped out, and they were demanding she explain something that she had just heard herself. But what really made her blood boil was what they said next.

"You will have to take responsibility for this Sir Integra. This entire situation is your fault!"

Syn's eyes narrowed to slits, and she took a step forward - rolling up her sleeves at she went, fulling intending to kick someone's ass. She would have done it too, had Alucard not grabbed her. Walter didn't like the outburst any more than she did.

"How 'dare' you sir!" he exclaimed. "I'll..."

Integra threw out her arm to stop him. "Walter! This is not the time!" She glared down the knights, then straightened her posture. "I agree." she said slowly. "This was my fault. I received warning that something along these lines could occur, and I did not act on it. It will 'not' happen again." She turned on her heel and gave Syn an almost apologetic look. "I believe we'll go over that report on defense systems again. And in the future, any suggestions you have will be addressed immediately. I'll make sure you get whatever you need."

Syn nodded. "Thank you sir."

The Round Table members didn't look happy with what was being said. "Sir Integra! Surely you do not expect the government to fund such a large..."

Integra whirled around, her eyes blazing with fury. "I have asked you for nothing sir! My organization may be on government payroll, but my 'household' is not! I take responsibility for this incident - but I will not allow such a travesty to happen again. I wouldn't dare waste your precious money on the safety of my non-military employees. I am more than willing to use my own family's funds to see to the security of my house. And if any of you have a problem with it, I think my vampires are more than capable of settling the matter."

The deliberate threat made them shut up. Even Sir Pentwood, who approved of Integra, looked fearful of her right then. It was as if each one of the knights realized the sheer amount of power she held. Holding Alucard's leash gave her an enormous bargaining chip - one that she wasn't the least bit afraid of using. The only Round Table member who didn't look scared out of his mind was Sir Irons. He remained quiet, but was giving Integra an approving look. Like he not only understood what she was doing, but appreciated it as well.

"I don't believe you will receive any objections Sir Integra." he replied finally, speaking for the other knights.

"Good." Integra turned again, looking around at the sheer amount of damage that had been done. The ghouls bodies had all disintegrated, but the blood remained behind as a testament to the dreadful nature of what had occurred.

"They will pay a billion fold for this."

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In a dark room in some unknown place, the tall man from the ball apologized profusely to his superior. "I am so sorry Herr Major. I vill have to make the destruct sequence for the next set more efficient..."

"Nonsense Doktor." the major replied, waving him off. "These things happen! You cannot expect perfection at all times. Ve have learned much from this! Hellsing has more than one vampire at their disposal..." he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Ve must take this into consideration for our plans."

"Und the information leak?"

"Hardly vorth vorrying about." he replied, sitting back in his chair. "A single vord vill not alert them. Nien. It vas cryptic enough to give us time. But the girl's presence vill make this much more interesting don't you think? No doubt, she vill have the house transformed into un impregnable 'fortress' after this!"

The doctor nodded. "She did much better than ve expected..."

"I am not surprised. Anyvone that captures the vampire king's interest is bound to have some amazing qualities." The major turned, becoming more serious. "Und the project? How does it go?"

The doctor straightened at the mention of his pet experiment. "Very good major. It took some time to isolate everything, but ve are vell on our vay to the creation of a most extraordinary veapon."

"Excellent!" he praised. "Und how long before it can be used, do you think?"

"There is no vay of knowing, Herr major." the doctor replied, light flashing across his multi-lensed glasses. "Ve have accelerated development as far as ve dare. I do not think it vill respond vell if ve push it much further..."

The major sighed. "No matter. Even if it cannot be used in this var, it vill be most useful in the next. Und the next, und the next."

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Yeah, so... I beg for your forgiveness if it sucked. I'm awful at writing fight sequences, and this chapter was really kicking my butt. And I KNOW Jan Valentine's language is a lot worse, but I hate him, so.... there. That's my excuse. But he's dead now, so I don't have to worry about it anymore.

Yay for zombie t-ball! Someone should really make this an actual game. I think I'd play it! Maybe...

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