Red vs Blue: Vampires abound.
Chapter 1: Explosions and a creepy looking guy…or is it a girl?
ZR: Booya! My first RVB fic! Yeah, this is a cross over of RVB and Hellsing, NOT THE MOVIE! The freakin Vatican had something to do with that movie I swear…and history for that matter. Yeah, while everyone does Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokemon and all of those shitty ones, I cross over one of the best Anime series I've ever seen! And if anyone who doesn't know what Hellsing is, GO READ THE MANGA….Or watch the uncompleted anime series….
Disclaimer: I don't own Sarge, Caboose, Church, Tex, Tucker, Simmons, Donut, Griff, Doc, Blah, blah, blah, blah…
"Uhh guys, I'd hate to interrupt but zero seconds," said Simmons.
"Uh oh," muttered Tucker.
A strange beeping noise emanated from Church's chest.
"What, oh son-of-a-," a huge explosion ripped through the fabric of time/space.
After a few seconds, time seemed to freeze for the RVB crew as they were sent into a time/space portal. They exited the portal moments after they entered it.
"Jesus Christ, what the hell happened?" said Tucker as he clutched his forehead. He happened to land in a bush in the middle of the woods.
"About fucking time you wake up dude," said Church.
"I found a squirrel!" yelled Caboose, "Wait, its just a branch."
"No surprise he's here," muttered Tucker.
"Pull Simmons! Get me outta here!" yelled Sarge, whose head was some how stuck in a tree.
"I'm trying sir!"
"Well try harder!"
"Great, the Reds are here as well."
"Yeah, he's been trying that for hours."
Tucker stood up and pulled off a twig wrapped around his ankle, "Where the hell are we?"
"As far as I can tell, we're in a very dark forest in the middle of nowhere."
"Thanks for the info Mr. Atlas."
A loud crunch came from the reds direction, Tucker and Church turned to look over at them, and saw that Simmons had successfully pulled Sarge from the tree.
"Hey, where's the gold one?"
"He went off with Major-bake-n-munch to find out where we are," said Caboose.
"Huh?"
"He means Griff and Donut," said Tex
Not long after she said this, then Griff and Donut come rushing back to them.
"Hey guys, guess what!" said Donut.
"Did you find out where we are?" asked Church.
"Nope, but we found this castle not to far from here."
"Yay! Maybe then I can have my King time!"
The rest of them stared at Caboose for a second.
"…Yeah…alright then, lets take a look at this castle," said Church.
"I never thought I'd say this, but that sounds like a good idea," said Sarge,
"Alright, Griff, and uhhhh…pink dude, show us the way."
Griff and Donut led them through the forest for what seemed like an hour before they arrived at the edge of the forest, looking upon the castle in front of them. The RVB crew stared at the castle, a high wall surrounding the castle deterred any one from entering the castle. There were some lights shinning through the windows, but not that many.
"That wall looks pretty high," commented Tucker.
"Shut it, bluetard!"
"You have to put up with this?" he whispered to Griff.
"Every day." He grumbled.
"Alright, lets get inside, we can probably enter through the front gate, seeing as there is no one there." Church took the lead as the slowly walked up to the front gate, Church opened the gate slowly as to not make any sound. He motioned them inside. Caboose was trembling from excitement that he was at a castle, for once in his life he could be a king.
"And caboose, don't even think about becoming a king, we just want to find out where we are, and how to get back."
Caboose pondered this for a split second, "Can I be the queen instead?"
'No Caboose, you can't. You're not a girl," replied tucker.
Caboose pouted slightly.
"Quiet guys…and girl, we need to se if these guys are willing to kill us."
"Halt!"
"Fuck," muttered Grif.
"You there," said a man with a British accent, "You're not allowed a premises."
"Look, we're lost, and we need to find out where we are, and we need a way to get back. We're just seeing if anyone inside will help us out."
"Leave the premises at once! I will not ask you again!"
"Alright, alright! Sheesh, don't get your pants in a knot. We're leaving! God, some people are really rude."
A gunshot filled their ears as the guard stood there a moment, staring at the hole in his chest, before he collapsed to the ground dead. They all turned to Sarge, shotgun in hand, still smoking.
"Was that really necessary?" asked Tucker.
"Yes! If he didn't let us in, then we'd be left here with you Blues!"
"…That makes…absolutely no sense what so ever."
"I thought it made perfect sense sir!" said Simmons.
"Kiss ass," muttered Griff.
Sirens blared and spotlights shone on them.
"What's going on?" asked Donut.
"I got a bad feeling about this," said Griff.
"Griff, you always have a bad feeling about something. Simmons, if we survive this, I want you to poison Griff's next meal."
"Yes sir."
Dozens of soldiers surrounded them, guns pointed directly at their heads.
"Told you Sarge."
"Shut it Griff!"
"Stand down men," said a stern sounding voice. The soldiers parted from the steps letting a person wearing a green tailored suit, platinum blonde hair, and icy blue eyes. An elderly looking man, wearing a monocle was walking not farther behind the person, "Would you mind telling me who are you and what are you doing on my manor grounds?" the person said in a British accent as well.
"We would like to tell you…but guns pointed at us make us nervous. Especially the pink one here."
"Can't we all just get along?"
"See?"
"Hmmm, alright, come with me."
"Yay! I get to go in the castle!"
"Don't mind him either."
The soldiers left the grounds as the RVB crew and the two people went inside the building.
Inside a dimly lit office, the RVB crew stood in front of a desk, behind the desk, was a large portrait of an elderly man. The platinum blonde person was studying the portrait, contemplating on the story the man 'Church' told.
"So, you're telling me, tha a big explosion caused a rupture in the Space/time continuum, thus, leading you eight here?"
"That basically sums it all up."
The person rubbed his temples, "That has to be the stupidest story I've ever heard."
"And yet it seems to fit them master," purred a dark voice.
"Who said that?" asked Griff.
ZR: FWAHAHA! Find out next time who the dark voice is from!…And if you need pictures of what the characters look like as the story progresses, E-mail me and I'll send you one.