Order 3: Lamia Tentatio

[Stranger]

[After the Briefing in Order 2. This setting is open to Hellsing members.]

Integra entered the mansion again as her troops began to file out of the gates and into the streets where they would begin their mission at once. There was a radio operative in the Bunker who would be relaying orders between Seras and the rest of the teams. Integral didn't understand the danger she just put herself into by sending out her teams into the streets like she had. She made her way up stairs and sat down at her desk. She pressed the com line to leave it open between her and the operator in the Bunker.

"Sebastian, let's change it up tonight. I believe I'll have coffee considering how long this may take," Integra simply said resting her elbows on her desk with her chin in her palm.

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"Secure the parameter. Where did Private Jonas go?"

"Not sure sir, I think he and Private Bieber are screwing around in the bushes again..."

"Again?"

Commander Peter Fargason of the Hellsing private defense forces. He had served Integra for the last fifteen years devoting his private firm of body guards to secure the Hellsing Mansion, now that they found themselves in Hallowton Fargason has devoted them solely to Integra's power.

Fargason made his way to the shrubs where he had found both Privates waving Privates around last time. He pushed his way through the bushes but he stepped back quickly, "The fuck..." Both men had been torn apart missing chunks from their sides and necks. Fargason looked up through the darkness to see hundreds of red eyes staring back at him.

"Shit," was the only thing he said as he turned and broke off into a dead sprint doing so he pulled his side arm from his leg holster and turned to see the Nosferatu forces progressively gaining on him with each step. Fargason broke off into the clearing to see Heinkel Wolfe standing there waiting for him. He turned as he made it to Heinkel's side and saw about a hundred Nosferatu break into the clearing.

"We're under attack!"

"Do not allow them to get to Integra," Heinkel said pulling her pistols out and raised them at the advancing crowd, "NOW!"

The spot lights hit the area making all of Hellsing bright giving no shadows to hide. The true fear would set in for the Iscariot leader as she noticed they were surrounded on the tail side by hundreds upon hundreds of vampires. The guards at the front gates would finally see what they were faced against when shambling vampires from the Malkavian clan suddenly broke forward in fits of laughter raising their weapons and unloading into them. They would break down the doors to Hellsing to come face to face with a team of regenerators all holding blades of some kind.

The Malkavian clans were suddenly smashed with blade after blade and holy magics. But they were insane and with numbers so they continued to push forward attempting to make ground inside the Mansion.

Heinkel began unloading round for round into the advancing Nosferatu forces dropping many with each shot. The team of Iscariot Knights made it around the corner and began attacking the Nosferatu head on with their blades. The Bunker was suddenly overran by the Nosferatu forces causing screams of terror to yell over the com link to Integra.

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"Make my coffee extra strong... It's going to be a long night," Integra said shutting the com link off and put her feet on her desk leaning back and placed her half spent cigar back in her mouth lighting it.

[sebastian]

Ever since Integra first told him of what was to be discussed in the meeting, he had been uneasy. Integra was sending out so many people on the one task given her by the Queen; that she was leaving the mansion vastly unprotected. Yes, she had left Heinkel and Fargason; and she had him there as well. But that didn't mean there wasn't a certain level of danger here; a level that might have been better to not breach. He had, of course, kept his concerns to himself; Integra was intelligent enough to realize the possible problems when such lax security was present. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but a deep sense of foreboding had settled in on him. Perhaps those flashes of movement outside of the Hellsing grounds were what made the suspense settle in. Throughout the course of the day, the stench of vampire had constantly been wafting around the impressive building. At first, he thought it had merely been present because of the usual vampire occupants. But no... These were unfamiliar vampires, he didn't recognize their scents. He had also seen red eyes beyond the gates, had noticed sudden movements along with the smell. All in all, the demon had been on high alert throughout the entire day.

At her out-of-the-ordinary request, he bowed his head as he turned to leave. "Certainly, master." He swept out of the room, making his way down to the kitchen in a bit of a rush. The very air seemed to be frozen, waiting expectantly for something to happen. The demon within was restless, shifting about as it longed for the freedom to feel living beings torn apart at its hands. "There's a storm coming..." He murmured under his breath as he set an expensive-looking mug, a ceramic pitcher full of just-boiled water, a bowl of coffee beans, two paper filters, a bowl of sugar, and a smaller pitcher of milk upon the silver platter. He could feel a slight chill now, despite the closed windows in the kitchen. He retrieved the covered dish which had been prepared just before the start of the meeting. The butler was quick to return to Integra's study, setting the platter and dish down on her desk. Using a spoon, he crushed the beans on one of the filters; reducing the fragrant seeds to a very fine powder within moments.

The filter was resting on top of the mug as he started to pour the water onto the powder; washing the flavor into what would become coffee into the cup itself through the filter. It was during this progress that he heard the first yells through his enhanced hearing. The crimson gaze didn't look up from his current task, but he was listening closely to the quiet sounds coming from outside the manor. Yes, the storm had come...

"We're under attack!"

"Do not allow them to get to Integra!"

The butler sighed audibly as he finally lifted his gaze to rest on the large window. He could see the shifting shadows below, see the Iscariot Knights fleeing and fighting in vain before the oncoming horde of enemies. Vampire stench now saturated the air. The sounds of combat were loud and clear now, even Integra's feeble human ears would have no trouble making them out. But it was door crashing in a few floors below that made him stiffen irritably. Then the yells sounded from Integra's com link, and he raised his eyebrows in amusement as she turned the electronic off. Leaning back in her chair like that with her feet on the desk... She was obviously completely unperturbed by the violence below. A strange light entered the crimson eyes at the realization. She was... Entirely fearless. He was impressed beyond any level that words could describe. Integra never ceased to amaze him... She either didn't care if those people died under her service, or she was unnaturally confident in their ability to take care of themselves. Disregard for those lives... It made her that much more appetizing.



"Indeed..." He said softly as he started to crush more coffee beans in the second filter. Within moments, he'd added more of the flavoring through the pouring of water. He set the ceramic pitcher down lightly on the platter, and fixed his bemused expression upon his master. Sounds of the conflict suddenly erupted from lower floors, and the demon shook his head irritably. "It seems I will have more cleaning to do once this is all over..." He growled under his breath, the gaze flicking over to the shut door of her study for a moment. His own uneasiness had faded by now, he found Integra's carefree reactions highly entertaining. Besides... She was in no danger, because of his presence; and he was certain Integra knew that. Then of course, she had Alucard as well. He wasn't sure where Alucard was at that moment, but he figured that the vampire would show up in seconds should Integra summon him. No wonder she wasn't even slightly unsettled by this battle. "May I ask how much milk and sugar you desire, my lord?"

[.:Amilia:.]

"My lord. They've jumped the gun, the Nosferatu and Malkavian clans have broken the code of Omerta," said the vampire wearing a full business suit as he knelt before his master.

"Code 66 kill them all... And you personally will take over the vampires they have left in their dungeons. Bring the woman to me alive..."

"As you wish."

---

The flashy black business cars all pulled out in front of the Hellsing mansion with the Giovanni crest engraved into the licence plate of each car. The black business suit vampires stepped from their vehicles pulled their pistols out, each one of them was using custom hallow point silver tipped 9mm rounds to handle the business they were ordered on. This was just the front line as more cars would show up in about fifteen minutes with their group leader.

"Oh good oh good! You're finally here!" Said one of the Malkavian vampires running up to them, the moment he got ten feet away he had ten guns fire on him killing him. The Giovanni vampires began moving in on the mansion gates shooting down every Malkavian vampire in their path.

Fifteen minutes would come and pass as the war outside occurred, finally the ancient third generation vampire leader arrived on scene with nearly a hundred more at his heel. "Fan out, start killing the Nosferatu as well. Fuckin' beasts and insane freaks that's all these people are."

[Stranger]

"It's useless they're too strong!" <-Link

"Cover the side. They're boxing us in. We need to make it to the Iscariot forces to make a dependable position!"

Fargasons unit tightened up behind the concrete barricades firing their weapons at the incoming Nosferatu. They began to slowly move out of their cover but the beats running toward them were no average Vampire they were of the most feral monstrous that continuously thinned their numbers pushing them back toward the mansion.

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Heinkel unloaded the last of her rounds into the face of one of the Nosferatu blowing holes cleanly through it. There was a pile of bodies around her and the Iscariot knights around her. She dropped both pistols and tossed her jacket to the ground as it fell she pulled two bayonets from the coat sleeves. There was a wicked smile behind those bandages and her eyes widened as she moved forward cutting a path through the feral vampire platoon.

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There was little choice in the Malkavian retreat they were out gunned from the front and back side by regenerators and the Giovanni clan that was much more powerful than their insane brethren. The Giovanni clan was outfitted better and had more guns than any other clan, it was foolish for the Malkavian Clan to continue a losing fight and eventually come face to face with the Nosferatu clan.

They pulled back in retreat screaming that the god of madness himself would be visiting them for this betrayal.

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"Neither, straight black, like I said, it's going to be a long night Sebastian. Did you by chance get today's newspaper?" Integra asked placing her hands on her stomach as she leaned back in her chair.

[sebastian]

He had heard the cars screeching closer a good while before the sleek vehicles actually pulled through the broken gates which surrounded the manor. He had shifted around so that his back was to the window; not interested in the battle going on in the grounds. Of course, he knew exactly what was going on, he could hear every word spoken by every being down there clearly. It sounded as if those in the cars were on Hellsing's side, killing off the invading vampires. But somehow, he knew the newcomers' intentions were far from noble. This battle was... Almost boring, to say the least. But despite his obvious disinterest, he had placed himself between Integra and the window on purpose. Just in case a stray bullet was sent their way, or some other mild danger; he would be ready.

He proceeded to pour the powerful smelling liquid into the mug; placing it on a small plate before laying it on the table before Integra. It wasn't a bad smell, really; just strong. He wasn't able to entirely hide the disgust that flickered across his face as he wrinkled his nose. "I will never be able to understand why humans find this drink attractive..." He said softly, shaking his head in amusement as he replaced the pitcher on the tray he had brought in. At her next question, he straightened up. A gloved hand proceeded to the triangular opening at the front of his tailcoat, and he reached into one of many inside pockets. "Indeed, master... There is a story on page 3 you may find interesting... It speaks of the situation which you just sent your troops to handle. One thing is certain... There will be much gratitude for the groups dispatched to the docks." He pulled out the paper, and opened the neatly folded material before laying it by the coffee on the polished desk surface.

Enraged screams were sounding from outside by this point; growing distant. One of the vampire troops was in the process of being driven away; and they were in an uproar about some betrayal. Wonderful; that meant less beasts for him to take on whenever they finally arrived up here. Oh yes, by this point; he was expecting vampires to suddenly burst into the room. They would reach Integra eventually; unaware of the new threat they would be facing then. He was ready, ready to show his capability in defending his master. He remained standing by Integra, entirely relaxed as his gaze rested upon the door into her study. And still... Integra was showing no signs of being even slightly disturbed by the creatures heading their way. It was admirable.

"My lord..." He began in a voice which was almost like a purr; silky smooth and curious. "I understand that you have participated in battles such as this before, even more vicious conflicts; but how is it that you are able to remain so calm in the face of the storm? How do you manage to keep your sanity?" The questions had been nagging at him for a while; and he had been unable to hold them back anymore. He wanted to know... Exactly what it was that made his master so fearless. Yes, she had the best possible protection; a combination from Alucard and himself, along with everyone else who would die for her. But even with that protection, it was human nature to fear. Integra, at that moment, didn't seem human at all. It was a matter of great interest to the demon.

[.:Amilia:.]

The back line where Fargason was located would suddenly be lit up by the tommy guns that several of these vampires were employing against the Nosferatu clan. The Giovanni had come equipped with the best weapons they could get their hands on, every bullet was silver it was enough to kill the unholy and living alike. However, the first decoy had been perfect allowing the Malkavian and Nosferatu clans take the surprise attack and whittle down the forces some what.

The second decoy had been put in effect when the front room where the regenerators suddenly exploded to one well placed grenade scattering their forces. The Third Generation vampire entered the room alone and lit up the regenerators with high caliber 50 cal d.eagle like pistols. The rounds were silver etched with impure magics that halted the regenerating process and eventually killed each of these men. This weapon was an elder custom, mostly fueled off the power of the vampire himself.

"Gather Integra. I will be heading into the dungeons to release the freaks."

With that he broke off from the main group two following behind him into the undercoif of the mansion. The Giovanni Clan had scouted out the entire mansion taking note of where each location was so the snatch and grab would be easy. The second group of Giovanni Vampires moved up the stairs and toward Integra's office.

Outside the front door the teams were setting up war against the Nosferatu clan aiding the Hellsing members until they would turn on them. The Malkavian Clan may of been insane but they weren't feral they understood defeat, the Nosferatu would continue to come until the last one was standing that's what made them so fascinating.

The Third Generation made his descent into the dungeon and stepped before the rows of closed wooden doors. The main faction that resided down here was on the docks which would make this much easier than it should be.

"I am here to free you from her grasp!"

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

Alucard had eyes everywhere, he was watching the battle even now as he resided in the dungeons. What he saw amused him as Fargason's troops were split apart and in a useless push. The Malkavian vampire clan had retreated when the far superior Giovanni Clan appeared. And on top of it all was the Iscariot forces pushing the Nosferatu back.

Intriguing enough one of the Giovanni clan was extremely powerful. Strong enough to kill a dozen regenerators before they could fully heal themselves. This vampire had decided to send his men up top to gather Integra while he split up to the dungeons. He was mistaken if he thought this would be that easy. Awaiting the arrival of the vampire clan was Sebastian and Alucard stared through the darkness of his open chamber door as the Vampire yelled to free the freaks.

There was silence that answered back to him. Not a single being in this cellar would turn tail and run while they knew Alucard was watching over them all. What was worse was the fact that Alucard had yet to be noticed, that wouldn't take long as the glowing red light took over his room dimly lighting where he sat.



"You're going to free them?" it was an irrelevant question since Alucard broke off into insane laughter and stood to his feet. "They fear me more than you, they fear Integra and respect the Demon Butler your soldiers are about to walk into. They fear the power of the Iscariot forces that your second team is about to attempt to betray and kill. But mostly, they know what happens if they turn against Integra and you fail them."

"A death far worse than dying," Alucard tilted his head back, "Déjà vu."

[Stranger]

"Coffee isn't attractive at all," Integra said picked the cup up and taking a nice long drink from it, "However, for those of us who have a limit to their level of energy it is a very well endowed backup plan than taking a nap in the middle of a raid. Speaking of which," she flipped the com unit back on and relayed a message.

"Fargason, you are not allowed to let any more of your men die. Hang back into the mansion and create a choke point. Allow Heinkel and her Iscariots to become martyrs."

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"Yes ma'am, you heard her. Fall back inside. We're going to set up choke points through the halls."

"Sir, we're running low on ammo," said one of the soldiers under his command. Fargason put his hand on the mans shoulder and nodded.

"We will not give up and despair, We are on a mission from God," replied Fargason handing over his rifle to the man and pulled his pistol out pulling the slide back, "In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."

He began moving back firing several rounds into the nearest advancing Nosferatu as he dropped. The Hellsing Defense Force moved into the mansion and began setting up their choke points on either end of the hall to gun down any who moved into their line of sight.

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Integra opened the newspaper and began looking through the story on page three as was suggested to her. She supposed by morning Hellsing and a Vampire raid would be all over the front page. It was in her best interest to send them back to hell where they belong. But that time could wait for just a few more minutes.

"You are one Hell of a Butler, Alucard is the most powerful freak in existence and I... I am the most dangerous woman alive," Integra shifted her legs crossing them. She set the newspaper down in her lap to take another drink of her coffee.

[sebastian]

Coffee didn't taste pleasant to her? Well, anything that smelled that powerful probably wouldn't have a decent flavor. But of course, it was his own nose that made the smell many times stronger than it really was. She did have a point as well... Human beings were weak; they needed some form of energy to sustain themselves. He had his own physical limits, though they were lofty. Weariness was an unfamiliar feeling to him; though not unknown. He watched without expression as she turned her com link back on; and sent out her orders. Oh how lovely... Now he would probably have to rebuild the entire mansion. Ah well... He had done so once within a single evening, and he could do it again with ease. Integra was seeming more like a human again; putting her soldier's lives as a priority to preserve. Perhaps she didn't disregard life as much as he had just been thinking... However unusual of a woman she was; she was still only human. He could understand that.

He could hear the sounds of conflict from three floors below; the vampire voices ringing out loud and clear to him. So... The late comer vampires didn't have noble intentions of aiding against the attack; they were now launching an attack of their own. Some were heading down to the dungeons to release the freaks; or attempt to. Others were headed upstairs to "gather Integra"... It was about time they arrived... From the sounds of them running up the stairwell; it would be only about a minute before they entered the room, where they would meet their end. Then Integra began to answer his question, and he focused his clear crimson gaze upon her; locking eyes with the single blue visible one. Yes, of course she felt safe due to his own and Alucard's presence. But the third point she made... It was so entirely true...

Sebastian straightened into a militaristic attention stance; and pressed his left hand to his chest as he sank into a bow, and then still lower into a kneel. He inclined his head before her, the raven black hair falling elegantly around his pale face as he closed his eyes. To be servant to this woman... It was something he would never have expected to be given a chance to do in his eternity. Such a human being was rare, they just practically didn't exist anymore. So placing himself in such a lowly position to her was an honor. The words he spoke next sounded in a solemn voice, a tone that suggested a vow which could never be broken. "If it’s your wish, I will follow you everywhere... Even if your throne crumbles, and your shining crown turns to rust... Even as the bodies pile up endlessly, filling the bottomless pit... Beside you as you lay softly down, I will be there until I hear the words 'Checkmate'..."



It was time... The vampires were practically right outside the door. The demon rose gracefully to his feet, and the eyes began to open. The pink and purple glow mixture was evident as he straightened up; and the gaze locked on the door which would likely be broken down within moments. But he didn't feel any need to take on his true form, not yet at least. If they proved to be more of a danger than he was anticipating, then they would be given the privilege of facing the full extent of his demon power. Sebastian moved into the very center of the room, completely at ease as he waited for the enemies to make their appearance. If they were wise, they'd back away when they sensed his presence. If they were foolish enough to continue; then they were walking to their own deaths.

[.:Amilia:.]

Boom! The doors to Integras office splintered open as the concussion grenade went off on the other side. If anyone was standing within five feet of the door they would of been injured, the rest of the room would of been showered with wooden fragments. About six of the Giovanni vampires entered the room each one holding their pistols up aiming not at Integra but at Sebastian. They had orders to take Integra alive.

There was a whistle among the group and they all opened fire on the butler. Behind these six were about a dozen more waiting to either enter the room or extract Integra quickly. They were armed to the teeth with Tommy Guns ready to shower the room with bullets if they had to.

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The forces of vampire outside continued to push into the Nosferatu path cutting a perfect half between the forest and the Hellsing mansion. The Giovanni forces had made it slightly easier for Fargasons team now that the Nosferatu would be fighting them from their bunkered position and have to fight against the flanking vampire clan.

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"I see the bitch has a pet worthy of facing me. I can feel the power you possess, it is marvelous to say the least. My master expected Hellsing to have powerful agents, but I think he may have underestimated just how powerful. You may rival the upper generations," the third generation was removing his black dress coat and began to untie his tie, "But this doesn't matter. Schutta like you will have to be taught a lesson by the likes of a true fanged warrior."

The vampire began to roll his sleeves up and as he finished he unbuttoned the first two buttons of his dress shirt and pulled his pistols free once more, "Lets begin."

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

"Lets begin."

There was silence. Alucard was watching him simply baffled by how much he had to say and how ignorant the man truly was to gauge his own power. He didn't say anything at first but it couldn't be helped in the end, "Fanged..... Warrior? The fact that you refuse to call yourself a vampire shows the indecencies your kind have for mine. No... Allow me to show you how a true vampire fights."



Alucard pulled two weapons from his overcoat. One silver the .454, another black, the .500 anti-freak assault pistol, nicknamed Jekyll. He allowed his power to radiate off him setting the lights off and the surrounding area began to be consumed by the darkness while a burning aura rose off the ground itself. He was chuckling to himself thinking of every way he would kill the being before him.

[sebastian]

The demon heard the popping sound of the grenade just before it went off, and he immediately backed up to stand directly in front of Integra’s desk. With his own body, he shielded her from the aftershock; though there was no noticeable effect on him. On the contrary, he seemed rather bemused by it all. Explosions? He had walked through them unscathed before. A bit of heat and flying shrapnel was no big deal. Not one splinter grazed Integra’s clothing or skin, and he tilted his head in mild amusement as the enemy finally came forward. So it was guns then? This would be… Nothing new to him. Moments later, they had opened fire; and he could tell immediately that Integra wasn’t going to be the target. They were all aiming at him; which could only mean their orders were to take his master alive. Well, that wouldn’t happen; he would make sure of that. And seeing as they had no intention of killing Integra, this would be all the more easy for him.

The bullets seemed to come at him in slow motion; and he raised both hands in front of him in an invisibly fast motion. Then, his figure was nothing but a blur; not a single drop of his own blood fell. He caught bullets between his fingers which came too close, then threw them back into the crowd of vampires at a speed that surpassed even the just-fired state with what they had shot at him. He could feel the rush of battle; feel his demon instincts longing to come forth and eliminate these minor threats. But they were not worthy enough to see and face off against his true form. And throughout the entire first wave of bullets, he never shifted more than a foot away from the desk; away from the master was protecting. ”Come now… You’ll have to do much better than that…” His voice murmured; calm and serene; even a bit bored. It would be only a matter of time before they had to reload. He might have simply run into their ranks and snapped every neck cleanly in half; or torn limbs away just as Seras had done with Maricul. But he was reluctant to shift too far away from Integra's desk, even if it were only for a few moments; and the vampires were still crowded at the entrance to the study.



The demon’s pink eyes glittered with boredom as he continued to dance around in his self-imposed confined area. He was aware of the fresh wave of attackers behind the blown-in door; and putting too much distance between himself and Integra would prove only dangerous. After a moment, he sighed. ”Forgive me, master; I shall replace your desk…” Integra already had the newspaper on her lap; and she was holding her mug of coffee, so he didn’t have to worry about spilling that drink. From the mass of blurred movement; there came a motion which set the platter and its burden upon the ground by Integra’s feet; any paperwork on top of the wood or in a drawer was also neatly stacked and even sorted by importance as it appeared next to the platter. The paperwork which needed to become priority was on top of the stack. The desk was then cleared, and he could properly act. Without warning or any sign of him grabbing the object, the mass of highly polished and heavy mahogany was flying across the room; hurled with on-the-spot accuracy straight toward the mass of vampires at the entrance to the study. The desk would smash into miniscule pieces upon impact; sending more shards of wood in all directions. He'd thrown it with enough force to make his own miniature bomb; just without the fire and smoke. To be honest, he was rather upset that the desk had been sacrificed; but his savage nature had taken over. A desk was an easy loss, and easy to replace. He fixed that ruby-red gaze upon his foes, entirely unimpressed. "Why don't you try to make this more of a challenge, Sirs and Madames?"

[Stranger]

Fargasons team was in the best spot in the mansion to hold out. Even if their ammunition was limited they were using the Giovanni clan to their advantage as the Nosferatu who rushed in became thinner and thinner in numbers.

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Integra had tilted her head away from the door as the sound of it caused a little discomfort. This didn't stop her from drinking her coffee or watching Sebastian take down the first line of the assault against them. In one blurred motion Sebastian sent her desk flying and she simply raised her cup to him toasting him as it exploded on the other end. Integra set the newspaper aside and stood up walking around Sebastians left side she took the last drink from the cup and handed it to him for him to throw it as well.

"They have intruded on this house against my wishes. They defile the grounds the Queen owns, and insult me by sending such low level monsters to kidnap me?" A smile came across her face, she reached up with her left hand and removed the eyepatch showing the pentagram across her eye. Her eyes gazed at the vampires half seductively though the look was the same that made Alucard fear her, it would serve the same purpose for these vampires, "Sebastian, kill them all."

[.:Amilia:.]

The Giovanni Vampires had mostly spread out because of Sebastians assault. They weren't expecting the Butler to be so powerful, but then how could they not? Integra surrounded herself with the strongest. More of the vampire moved to the door opening fire on Sebastian granted their bullets only hit wood as a desk plowed through them crushing most of them but when the desk literally exploded into pieces it sent most of them to the ground or down the hall to set up a line aiming at the door.

The few still in the office were getting to their feet raising weapons when Integra gave the order to kill them all. A wave of fear crossed these lowly welps. That fear only made them fire directly at the two of them, orders or not none of them wanted to die.

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The Third Generation grasped both of his pistols in his hands again, it was time to put matters straight. An outsider to this world couldn't and wouldn't talk down one of noble blood like his own. He like all of his brethren were children of the dark master. He was of the first to be sired directly off the dark masters children. "Silence yourself dog!"

What is the color of night? His silver eyes glazed over sanguine and he raised both weapons opening fire on Alucard emptying both clips of his weapon with lightning fast speed. It sounded like a machine gun had gone off in his hands. In that same moment he reloaded both weapons with blurred speed, this vampire was a master of speed, and a master of deception. Before Alucard realized he had fired off two clips the vampire was moving directly at him firing yet again.

[Der-Sprecher-des-Wahnsinns]

Alucard took every shot. The man had pulled the triggers far too fast for him to even think about phasing out. He reeled his body back as blood went flying through the air with every bullet hitting him dead on and raised both weapons, "Impressive! Now! Maybe you'll be more of a fight than the Valentine brother!"



However, he had disappeared the moment the bullets had stopped firing and the same moment the vampire had reloaded and began to fire, only to reappear before him jumping back and unloading both weapons on the vampire in rapid succession. There was no outcome to this fight but utter annihilation, he would see to that.