Where are all the freaks?((Hellsing))

[dmc89]

What stood in front of his path was a large rod iron gate. Well now... shit like this was bad for business. A hard palm thrust to the center of the gate broken the gate clean off it's hinges as the younger, silver haired devil crossed the threshold into Hellsing manor territory.
Troops flooded the area surrounding him with weapons armed and ready... well this was going to be fun. but then again he didn't need to kill any humans... A blistering flash and loud bangs echoed throughout the courtyard as the young male's twosome time and Fireworks combo sent bullets grazing across the troops hands making them drop their weapons.

A few quick Dashes and Double Dashes coupled with some hand to hand techniques and the troops were out cold. It didn't take long for him to reach the double doors, knocking them wide open with a good strong push kick. As he crossed the threshold into the mansion he called out, "Yo! Any of you pissant's home?" There stood a Devil wearing a black leather trench coat unbuttoned, bare, muscular chest showing. The sleeves were rolled up to a little past his elbow, around his wrists were spiked restraints with chains connected to them that wrapped half way up his forearms which were both crossed. Dark Tan cargo pants held up by a belt, and combat boots covered his lower half. His father's sword, Rebellion rested upon his back along with his twin handguns Apathy and Zeal. The sawed off Shotgun Coyote-A was tucked nicely away on his side in a specially made holster.

He took a moment to wait for someone to appear before beginning to walk towards Integral's office.

[.:Amilia:.]

Constantine had his headphones on and was blasting some rather loud music the moment he heard yelling he pulled his headphones out. He opened the door from Integra's office, it had been empty and he was waiting for her to arrive for their meeting, "Why in gods name are you fucking yelling? Inside voice mother fucker, do you not know how to use it?" Harker pulled his headphones out of his phone and put it in his jacket pocket. He was looking the man up and down giggling to himself.

"Jesus man, who dressed you this morning? You look like you just walked out of a Vietnam war zone," Harker noticed the yelling coming from outside knowing now that his was an invasion of privacy and not someone who was slightly off their rocker, "I hope you brought an army... Because breaking in here is like sawing your dick off with a spork, never a good idea."

He pulled his business jacket back to put his hands in his slacks pockets and tilted his head back with a coy grin on his face staring down at the man. Interesting, was the only thing that came to mind, however, he was curious what this disturbance was about. Surely no one was dumb enough to break and enter inside of the Hellsing Organization walls after seeing what they did to a handful of SSS class demons.

[Ayen]

“Your mother must have never installed proper manners...”

Came a voice from up ahead Tony's position in the mansion. Mari was walking through the halls as she always does when she heard the disturbance and it wasn't long until she was before him, walking pass Harker with her hands pocketed and the black short scythe clearly visible on the back of her blue jacket.

“Or common sense if you're dumb enough to break down the most dangerous woman alive front door.”

Maricul eyed the man up and down, her eyes wandering over his exposed chest for a moment before looking back up at him.

“Eeh, not bad.”

[sebastian]

Standing by the window within the Library; Sebastian was in the process of sweeping the room for Harker's bugs, to assure private future meetings. He'd already found two; and both were deactivated and resting in a pocket. As he was running his hand along the underside of the large desk desk, feeling another bug; that's when he heard the sound of wrenching metal. Immediately, an irritation began to boil within his gut as he stood up straight. Crimson eyes narrowed, he moved toward the single large window; pulling aside the embroidered curtain and casting his gaze about the Hellsing grounds below. He immediately focused on the shady figure being assaulted by guards; guards which were incapable of holding the intruder back. The main doors banged open below, and the demon turned to leave Integra's office. Such a rude way to enter a mansion. He heard the intruder's raised voice; demanding to see who whoever was present.



By now, the man's scent had started to waft through the building; and Sebastian wrinkled his nose in disgust. A Devil? It had been a while since he'd run into one, well over 3000 years to be exact; since before he moved into the human world itself to feed. The question was... Why the hell was a devil here? Being a demon, he did shelter a certain kinship with devils; it was part of being hell spawn. But that didn't mean they got along. The devils he had known in the past were arrogant bastards who looked down on demons; who had looked down on him, until he'd proven himself more than capable of toying with them and winning duels. It had taken much to gain the slightest respect from any devils. But he had succeeded in the end.

Then of course... He'd decided to become Faustian. He'd gotten bored from eating just any available souls. He had wanted only quality souls; so he had left the pits of Hell and made the change. The fact that he had sunk to the level of serving worthless human beings just to get "good food" had done nothing to change his social status. All other Hell spawn tended to look down on Faustians for their devotion to humans. The result was that Faustians were considered outcasts; inferior scum; traitors. Being mere demons was low enough. But sinking lower to serve humans; it was an insult to Hell Spawn itself. So his earlier years of life had been spent wandering; he couldn't exactly go "home" and expect a welcome once he had become Faustian.



What little respect he had gained from fellow creatures of Hell was lost that day of his transformation. But of course... He had been quick to become well-known and respected again. Most Faustian Demons tended to avoid Hell after revoking the normal demon nature of swallowing any soul. He on the other hand, had returned; and gotten involved in many fights because of it. But after swallowing only quality souls for many years; a demon became vastly more powerful because of the chosen sustenance. So it had taken next to no effort for him to beat down any hostiles. Now, he was known around the demon realm fairly well; and most others had given him a wide berth if he dropped by to visit his world for one reason or another.

Sebastian was drawn out of his thoughts as he reached the top of the grande stairwell; and looked down into the chaos below. He saw Harker and Maricul who seemed to be confronting the intruder. Well, more like cautioning him against his lack of manners, but a confrontation all the same. The demon moved toward Harker; extending a gloved hand to offer something to the playboy. "I suspected you might want these back. You should be careful where you drop your toys, Sir Harker." The butler said in a soft voice, apparently unperturbed by the break-in. He dropped the three small machines into Harker's hand, then turned to make his way down the stairwell. Harker didn't know of his identity, and he didn't think Maricul did either. But there was no way he would be able to conceal such information if this escalated into an all out fight; so it would be pointless trying. Besides... The devil would give it away anyway, most likely.



As he reached the bottom of the stairs, the eyes flickered into their fuchsia color; gleaming in the well-lit chamber. He glared at the intruder; his nose wrinkling again. Normally, he would have immediately sprung upon such an intruder; to make them experience what happened if you were foolish enough to break and enter the Hellsing Estate. But one thing made him hesitate and hold back. This scent... The man himself... There was something vastly familiar about him. The cat-like pupils narrowed still more as he struggled to work out why; to place a name. They had met before, he knew that much. But when? Probably somewhere within the Demon Realm; which was an alternate universe of the Faustian Realm. But when one lived over 30 centuries; memories tended to blend together and morph.



Sebastian halted at the base of the stairwell; his gloved hands clasped behind his back as he looked upon the intruder. He was poised to attack; ready to strike down the fool. But still, he held back. The haunting familiarity, as well as a curiosity as to why a Devil had come here; both stayed his hand. He tilted his head as he scrutinized the man. "Was such an entrance necessary?" He said in an eerily calm and quiet voice; though it carried clearly across the main lobby. "You wouldn't have been met with hostilities had you taken proper steps to schedule a meeting. But I suppose your reasons for visiting must have been dire enough for you to bypass any form of propriety." There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes; though he continued to try to place a name to familiar creature. "What drove you to drop by so unexpectedly; and with open hostility?"

[dmc89]

His gaze was locked onto Maricul, Vampire... Dracula... but different than the one he knew. All Harker got was a middle finger and Sebastian received the slightest of glances before his gaze was returned to Maricul... He chuckled slightly, "A whore and a man-servant, That the best this place gots?" beginning to walk past her, "I don't have time for sluts, and boy toys. Take me to Alucard."

[.:Amilia:.]

"I'm sure you can meet with Alucard when you have an appointment," Harker took the bugs from Sebastian, "Come now Sebastian, you could of broke them or tossed them to the trash. You didn't have to make this easier for me to put them elsewhere when I walk out. This is turning into a scavenger hunt."

Constantine looked back to Daikus, "either way, I'm inclined to believe you're going in the wrong direction to find Alucard anyways. He's usually in the dungeons, that or he's watching you right now amused at how futile your efforts to get to him will be."

[Ayen]

Maricul shared several similarities with the Maricul from Tony's world, but she was also stronger than the Maricul from his world. She had full access to the same darkness wielded by Dracula/Alucard and Seras Victoria and all it'd take for her to unleash it was a simple order from Sir Integra herself. Even in this dormant form she was stronger than his mother and that wasn't counting the unpredictability of her black magics. There was a reason he was the only Freak in the dungeons to be able to inflict damage on Alucard.

"A whore and a man-servant, That the best this place gots? I don't have time for sluts, and boy toys. Take me to Alucard."

The palm of the vampire's hand pressed up against Tony's chest and pushed him back as she remained standing in his path for Integra's office.

“Why so eager to die? Trust me, I came here for similar reasons and if you're not careful...”

Maricul pointed to the pentagram etched permanently on her throat.

“This could very well happen to you.”

[dmc89]

"Why don't you go fuck yourself. I'm pretty sure there's an app for that." He spat back at Harker just as Maricul put her hand against Tony's chest he stopped and looked up at her after feeling out the area's static electricity fields and finding a whole slew of subterranean tunnels. "Do you really wanna touch me that badly" She would feel the muzzle of Coyote-A pressed against her stomach.

[sebastian]

He shot a glance over his shoulder at Harker, smiling pleasantly. "I just feel it would be rude to rob you of your toys, no matter how many you have. And you go right ahead and plant them elsewhere. I assure you, they will be found quickly." He turned his attention back to Maricul and the devil. The look the intruder gave him didn't go unnoticed, perhaps there was also some recognition there as well. But... He was a manservant apparently... What an inconsiderate choice of words. But then again, breaking into a household was also rather inconsiderate. Maricul proceeded to try explaining what would happen; and he held back a quiet chuckle. Yes, Maricul had first-hand experience of what happened if you targeted Hellsing members in such a way. But his gaze narrowed again as he saw the gun.

Without any sign of movement; he was moved toward them, clamping a powerful grip on the forearm of the hand which held the gun. In a single smooth motion, he was standing behind the intruder; the arm was twisted back behind him.The demon had one hand on the man's left shoulder; roughly shoving him forward and toward the ground, while pulling the gun arm up toward his neck. His goal was to force the trespasser to the ground; or otherwise snap his arm in the process. He would try to wrestle the gun from his grip, and toss it to Maricul if he got it. But if his own strength was to be matched by the devil... Well then... This would be quite fun. But there was still that nagging feeling of knowing him; and being up close only confirmed that he had smelled this scent before. "You will not be taken to meet anyone. If Alucard wishes to show up; he will. Otherwise, I would suggest you get out now."

[Stranger]

Integra had exited her room. She wasn't fully suited up still lacking her shoes, socks, jacket, etc. She was wearing her slacks and dress shirt minus the tie with it buttoned down to the third button. She was drying her hair since she had only just gotten out the shower after hearing a lot of commotion. At first she was going to chew out who was doing it, but then she noticed how Sebastian and Maricul were staring down the man and decided there was no need.

She looked at Harker who was just standing there, "Ignore him. We have business to discuss. Seras has found a problem with your armor in long term. The gear doesn't allow for much alterations such as demo packs and additional pouches. There's no way to alter it without your people looking into it. Another thing, the weapons you supplied us with have been met with mixed reviews about how powerful they are in burst.

"I believe my men are being children about it and need to learn to get over it, but that's just an opinion. Seras believes finding a way to rid of that recoil would stop them from complaining so much."

She looked over Harkers shoulder, "Maricul, get yourself electrocuted and I'll have you attempt to sun tan." Integra looked back to Harker, "There's something else I wish to speak to you about later, the crate I had shipped to you. It's about what you're doing with... 'it'. Excuse me a moment."

Considering the Devil was causing a lot of commotion by this point she looked to Sebastian and sharply whistled at him, "If he cannot show manners in a royal house then show him outside and impale him to the fence. Then interro'gate' him on why he's so a belligerent moron."

[.:Amilia:.]

"I'm not sure if this guys grand mother writes his retorts or not," Harker said turning away from the scene and listened to Integra, "Shit... You know I might have overlooked that. I'll see what we can put together. As for the weapons recoil. The weapon is a beta test, it's still a prototype so the feedback is helpful. I'll phone you in a couple days about my freak project," Harker pulled Sally out his pocket and put in a reminder.

"Alright, I actually came here to be an asshole and explain a lot of shit that you wont give a fuck about so I'll just cut to the chase for a change and not waste your time," Harker said with a sarcastic tone, "we need to upgrade this shit hole of a mansion. You have fuck heads like that dork in the trench coat down there kicking down doors and shitting on your steps. I can set up some heavy duty runic barriers to have people 'not' do that. Granted, I'm starting to think you like it."

[dmc89]

"And now I see why she's a virgin." He leaned forward but dropped into a front stance, stopping his decent from to the ground before twisting towards his shoulder and around Sebastian, it was a simple counter defense and because Tony put his leg between Sebastian's, it would also act as a trip as he ripped his wrist down to break from the demon's grip and hold.

He hopped a bit between both feet as he stood upright, "You guys... ain't even worth my time."

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

The room was cold as is, the stale air was lifeless even in the midst of all the commotion. A light breeze entered through the front door of the mansion. Making its way to the upper areas where they all were standing. The lights each dimmed and flickered and down the hall one by one they began to go out. A gust of wind burst through the area causing each door to violently open. The darkness of each area was filled with hundreds of watching crimson eyes, the darkness itself was reaching out begging to rip the poor child apart who intruded in the mansion.

His voice echoed through each room, "I thought I smelled something rancid. Sebastian, please tell me this dog shit isn't giving you trouble."

There was a small bit of laughter almost like a small chuckle before something came into the viewing space in the far right corner of Daikus's eye. It was crimson red, but if he would look in the direction it would be gone. Let the mind games begin.

[sebastian]

Sebastian looked up as Integra's voice sounded from the top of the stairwell; and instantly felt a flash of amusement which sent his vivid pink eyes back to the ruby-red. Fresh out of the shower? What a horrible way to appear before an unexpected guest. He'd make sure she had all the proper clothing once this was over. He watched as his target seemed to go down; and was braced for the counterattack. Really... If he was going to pull such a move as he had; what sort of a fighter would he have been if he wasn't prepared for a backlash? He instantly slacked his grip as the motion began; and felt the leg touch his as it was about to trip. The demon allowed himself to fall; though he leaned forward so that he landed in a crouch; his left leg extended to the side. He shifted directly into a spin; bringing that leg around in an effort to knock the devil to the ground as he stood.

Integra then spoke words to him and he jumped backward; landing lightly with his feet together as he tipped his head into a slight incline. "Yes, my lord." He murmured, only too happy to be given clearance to do such a thing. Then, he smelled it. Alucard's scent was carried to him by the strange breeze, and a cruel smile passed over his features as the darkness set in. "Not at all, Alucard." He shook his head in mock disappointment. "He came to visit you, so I thought I'd give you the honor of expelling him by force. On that topic... As he is your visitor, unwelcome or not, you get to fix the fence." He wasn't being serious about the last bit, and humor wasn't exactly his strong point; so he simply turned back to stairwell. He was soon standing in front of Integra, leaning forward to finish buttoning her shirt. "What an... Interesting way to make an appearance, master..." He said under his breath in an amused tone, straightening up as he finished the last button and turning back to face the scene below. And still... He couldn't place why this devil was so familiar... No matter how much he cast his memory about, name and location of meeting kept slipping away.

[dmc89]

"You finally showed up." His response came after simply stepping back away from Sebastian's little attempt to trip him. As Alucard arrived, Sebastian vanished, "Looks like manservant doesn't even like being around you." He could feel his presence all around him but not there at the same time... so it was true. Well then... no need to get hasty, besides he still had this blue coated bitch to deal with in case she felt froggy.