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Hellsing - Blood Heritage	By : fallenangellet Category: Hellsing > General Views: 20212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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I don't own Hellsing, and I'm not making any money from this.

The moment Alucard saw Anderson standing there, he commanded his soul army to surround him, forcing Anderson to fight through all of them to get to him. It was shocking that the priest was actually able to do it. One of his arms was nearly ripped off in the process, but he did get to Alucard in the end. As the two of them scuffled, the No Life King shifted his form back to what everyone was familiar with and drew out his guns.

"Come on, Judas Priest!" he snarled.

Syn had no idea where all the Iscariots had been hiding to remain safe from his shadows, but once the two of them started fighting, a whole mess of them seemed to pop out of nowhere. The redhead had almost forgotten she had an earpiece on until she heard the voice of one of the Geese.

"Syn! Watch out!"

Before she could react, Syn was blindsided and knocked to the ground by the crazy ass nun who had attacked her before. She jerked out of her grip and glared her down.

"Oh, it's you." she said.

Yumie drew out her katana. "That's right. No more monsters and heathens to protect you this time!"

The redhead jumped back as the woman sliced her sword through the air and nearly got her in the stomach. If this bitch wanted a fight, she'd damn well pick up where they had left off last time. Syn was through playing games with people. She was sick off all this bullshit and wanted it to be over as quickly as possible. She used her shadows to rip the sword from the woman's hands, then whirled around and forced it up through her neck. Syn hadn't even known she could move that fast. But seeing the nun's look of astonishment, then the light fade from her eyes was well worth it.

"Yumie!" one of the Iscariots shouted. "You filthy whore!"

Syn jerked up to see who it was. She recognized his face, but couldn't place a name with it. The priest lifted his gun to fire at her and a sharp pain bit through her shoulder. Her knees buckled at the feel of it, but she somehow managed to remain standing. She glanced down at her shoulder. It felt like there was a bullet lodged in there. There wasn't an exit wound in any case. She could still breath properly, so it hadn't hit anything vital. When the priest saw she was still up and kicking, he raised his gun to fire again, but chaos broke out around them and he got pushed back by the fighting. That was a good thing for him, because if Syn could see him, he'd have a bullet in his head before he could blink. All the Wild Geese came into the fray and commenced pummeling the hell out of the Iscariots that were left. Very few were using their guns anymore. This war had taken a turn into the realm of a massive bar fight. Alucard and Anderson were still trying to kill each other, and the vampire's shadows were... holy hell, what had Anderson done to himself? It looked like his body was made of up twisting thorn vines. That definitely wasn't normal. To the left, she saw that Maxwell's announcement box he had been suspended in had fallen to the ground. Alucard's souls had broken into it and were tearing him apart.

Syn looked up at the sky. Those damn zeppelins and the Vatican choppers were still up there. Since Alucard was busy, she decided to try something. If she could use Alucard's powers for herself, then she had damn well better be able to order his souls around too. If she couldn't, she was going to be pissed and the two of them were going to have a serious conversation. The redhead put her hand to the bullet wound in her shoulder to hold pressure, then did a quick scan of the area. She found a group of the vampire's shadows that had guns on them. From the uniforms they were wearing, they looked like they were Nazi SS officers he had eaten during the second World War. How appropriate.

"Hey you!" she shouted at them. "Shoot those damn things down!"

The Nazi souls peered at her with their shadowy eyes. After a second, they seemed to recognize who she was. They lifted their rifles as a single unit, and began firing at the helicopters. The choppers were equipped with armor that made their bullets bounce right off.

"No you idiots!" she exclaimed. God, these souls had to be stupid. "The rotors! Aim for the rotors!"

Alucard's shadows corrected their aim and shot at the rotors that held the choppers aloft. After a few attempts, one managed to make a hit and the machine spun out of control, crashing down into the ground. The other members of the undead shadow army seemed to pick up on what they were doing and the ones with firearms joined in. One by one, each of the Vatican's helicopters were shot down from the sky. With them out of the way, Syn turned her attention to the zeppelins. The smaller one was close enough to be hit, but she wasn't sure if they could do enough damage to the larger one to bring it down. They'd have to wait until it was closer.

"Get the zeppelin!" she ordered, then started dividing the souls up into groups. "You lot aim for the engines. The rest of you get the balloon."

They obeyed. It took a hell of a lot more work, but they finally managed to deal enough damage to make the zeppelin explode. Now they just had one aerial target to worry about.

Syn paused to look around and take in what she had missed. Some of the Iscariots and soldiers were still fighting, but most of the priests were dead. There were a few of the Geese on the ground, but she couldn't be sure how many were casualties. All she knew was the Hellsing's losses were fewer than everyone else's. A wave of pure emotional agony that wasn't hers rushed through her, and she looked over in time to see Alucard plunge his hand into Anderson's chest, ripping out his heart.

"I can't be defeated by you!" he shouted as the priest crumpled to the ground. "You have to be human! You're me! I was... this damn way..."

The No Life King fell to his knees and buried his head in his hands. He felt... weak. He actually felt that he was weak. Not physically weak, but weak in will. Alucard believed that he had given up and became a monster as a means of escape. Seeing Anderson do the same thing made all the feelings and pain of that rise up. Syn got a peek inside his head and saw he was crying. She had only seen him cry once, and that was brought on by a nightmare of his past. With all his souls released, and him flooded with power that could drive him insane, she felt him start to break.

Alucard! she sent to him mentally, trying to get his attention. Don't do this. You're not as weak as you think you are. I need you to stay with me.

He didn't respond. He just held his head and cried, unable to hold the overwhelming sense of personal failure back any longer. Then, across the distance, they all heard Anderson's faint voice. He was still holding on to life, and he didn't like the vampire's tears.

"Dinnae cry, monster. Did ye nae become a devil because ye dinnae want tae cry?"

It was surprising the priest who had been Alucard's greatest enemy would say such a thing. Maybe he respected him more than he let on.

"Dinnae cry." he said again. "Man cries until his tears dry up and run oot. Then he changes into a devil and perishes. Sae smile, devil. The same evil, haughty smile like ye always dae."

The No Life King studied him a moment, then slowly rose back to his feet, and gave him the smile he asked for.

"Hae the hell lang dae ye have tae live, ye pitiful thing?" Anderson asked, his accent becoming heavier as he drew closer to death.

"Until my expansive future shatters my expansive past." Alucard replied quietly. Then he let out a small laugh. "I'll see you in hell one day, my old foe."

Integra walked forward and picked up the sword Alucard had with him when the seals were first released. She slammed it down into the ground to make a cross for Anderson. A worthy adversary deserved a show of respect. The long shadow stretched far across the pavement and fell over the priest's crumbling face.

"Ah hear the children's voices." the man whispered, starting to fade away. "Ah hear them playing... dinnae cry, an' say yer prayers a'fore bed... Amen."

Then he was gone. Syn found it strange that part of her heart ached when he took his final breath. Maybe it was what he said. After fighting down an army of unded souls and the vampire king himself, Anderson heard children calling to him to come home. There was something... soft about that she never would have expected. It made him seem more human on a level she could understand.

Alucard inclined his head respectfully at the priest's last words. "Amen."

The loss of their leader seemed to get through to the other Iscariots that they were on the losing end and wouldn't be able to come back from it. They fell back into a full retreat. Only the members of Hellsing and the Wild Geese were left. It seemed they actually could have won the fight. Pip came back from wherever he had been fighting, and Seras nearly tackled him to the ground when she saw him.

"Pip! You're alive!"

Bernadette had to take a step backwards to steady himself with the draculina wrapped around him. "Not exactly, Mignonette."

The police girl pulled back and seemed to notice he wasn't wearing his eye patch for the first time. Her eyes went wide. "Wha... but... how?" Still clinging firmly to her Captain, she looked over at Alucard. "Master...?"

"He made the choice." the master vampire replied with a shrug.

Seras took that in, then looked back at Pip, grabbed him by the hair, and kissed him. The mercenaries immediately began whistling.

"I still haven't gotten mine yet!" one of them called out.

Bernadette pulled away from her and shot a hard look in his direction. "And you won't eizher!" he called out. "I'm not zharing!"

The redhead would have smiled and laughed at the scene before her eyes if a dark shape hadn't blotted out the sky above them. It was the last zeppelin. The largest and most imposing one. The words 'Deux ex Machina' were painted along it's side. It's bright searchlights blinked on and flooded down on the streets, silhouetting a man slowly walking toward them. None of them had any idea who it was until wires shot out and sliced through one of the nearby buildings. They all ducked and scattered as debris and rubble rained down. The figure walked right up to within a few feet of Alucard and slammed his foot down on the remains of Anderson's face.

"Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust." he said in a shockingly familiar voice. He was close enough for them to see his face now. "Dust is hardly deserving of a funeral wouldn't you say, Integra?"

There was no way, Syn thought as she gaped. He was too young. Dressed in all black and hair with no signs of silver pulled back into a ponytail. There was no fucking way. But... she went still as pieces began falling into place. The first attack on the manor that was perfectly orchestrated and perfectly timed. The hit on the soldiers when they were first hired. Millennium's knowledge of the mission to France when it had been kept secret from most of the house until the last second. Them knowing exactly where the vampires and Pip were when they went to Brazil. That damn cat-boy showing up to deliver a message at a top secret, high security Round Table meeting at the palace. The blood seal not working on the first floor when it functioned properly everywhere else... There had been a mole within Hellsing's walls, and it was someone they had never expected because he was the person they trusted most.

"Walter!" Integra cried out, her eyes widening. "Is that you?"

Seras stared in complete shock as the younger version of the butler they all knew stuck a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up. "Walter... what did they do to you...?"

" 'What did they do to you?' " he repeated in a falsetto tone, mocking her. "Would it make you feel better if I told you I was captured, turned into a vampire against my will, and brainwashed into attacking you? Would that make you happy, Seras?"

The draculina closed her mouth and shook her head, not wanting to believe it.

"What..." Syn whispered, only to be interrupted by a furious looking Integra.

"Why?" she demanded. "Why are you doing this, Walter!"

The younger version of Walter glared at her. "Don't you dare call me by name, Integral Hellsing!" he shouted, shocking them all. "I'm haven't been given any orders, and I've not been coerced. I'm here as myself. The Angel of Death. And I'll not let one of you see the coming dawn."

The knight stared at him and gritted her teeth. "You're right. You've become a traitor, haven't you?" she asked him, her voice low. Carefully controlled. "You're no longer my butler, and I'm not your employer anymore, am I? Walter?"

He narrowed his eyes at her use of his name after his demand that she not call him by him. He paused and glanced at Alucard as the vampire stepped forward. The No Life King was royally pissed, a dark sounding snarl was rumbling in the back of his throat.

"You once told me that old age was something to be enjoyed." he said. "Something to take pride in. You were a million times more beautiful then than you are now. You've become ugly. A pitiful, sniveling wretch."

"I've become death itself!" Walter said, his eyes, once gray now a glimmering, insane red. "Now you stand up and fight me, Alucard! There's no such thing in this world as immortality. Isn't that what you like to say? Nothing can live forever. Let's put that to the test, shall we?"

Syn couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was this really the same man she had known? How on earth had he kept such a deep-seated hatred of them hidden for so long...? Alucard glared him down, tense and poised to strike.

"We are dogs, you and I." he said. "Dog's follow the direction of their masters." He looked back over his shoulder. "Orders! Give me my orders, my master!"

Integra was shaking. Whether it was from anger or some other emotion, the redhead couldn't tell. But the woman was visibly trembling so much she had to clench her fists to hold it at bay.

"Say it!" Walter shouted at her. "Give him the order! Say the words, Integra!"

"Search and destroy, servant!" she exclaimed at last. "Nothing has changed! Any opposition is to be crushed. Ground to dust underfoot. No matter who or what they may be!" she faltered then, and her voice broke. She pulled her lower lip between her teeth, looking like she was straining herself from showing tears. "No matter who... they may be..." Integra gave her head a shake, and returned to her icy demeanor. "You've become my enemy now, and there's no going back. You will be destroyed."

The spotlights from the zeppelin above swerved over to surround the knight with light.

"Vell said!" The Major's voice called out from a speaker, sounding absolutely delighted. "I vill never call you a fraulein again. You haff finally shown yourself to be a vorthy enemy. Come to me, Sir Hellsing!"

The Deux ex Machina dropped further down and made a crash landing on the street, knocking over buildings as it went. When it finally came to a halt, the doors at the back opened to reveal that damn cat-boy, Schrodinger, standing there with a huge smile on his face.

"Ve velcome you aboard our airship." he said with a hand gesture, his grin growing wider. "Miss Hellsing."

It was a deliberate jab meant to piss her off, and it was working exceedingly well. The knight narrowed her eyes.

"I'll be back." she said, then began a march toward the zeppelin.

"Go with with her." Alucard said, looking at Seras. His eyes moved over to Bernadette as well. "Both of you. Put an end to this."

Pip immediately nodded then took off toward Integra, but Seras paused. She glanced at Walter and bit her lip.

"This might sound strange, but... thank you for everything... before now." she told him. "Farewell."

The butler blinked at her in surprise, then smiled softly, almost looking nostalgic. "You too, Seras." he replied, inclining his head. As the girl ran off, he looked over at Syn. "Do you have no final goodbyes for me?"

The redhead couldn't find it within her to feel anything more than disgust. He had been a friend. Someone she trusted. This treachery was a slap in the face. A punch to the stomach that couldn't even be described with words. She didn't even know who this man was. She wanted to kick his ass herself. The only thing that held her back was the knowledge that this was Alucard's fight. He would deal with this worm of a man, and Integra would deal with the Major. Her job was finished until Alucard wanted to reabsorb his souls.

"Go rot in hell where you belong." she spat at him.

She stepped backwards to stay with the Geese while Walter smiled.

"A spitfire to the end." he commented snidely.

Alucard snarled at him. "They are my women now." he said, his voice dangerous and threatening. "My master, my mate, and my servant. You won't have any part of them anymore."

Eyes blazing with fury, the vampire leapt forward to unleash unholy terror upon his oldest friend.
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