I do Not own Helsing. At all. Nothing, nada tostada.

Shayne knew that this was going to be bad. As she pulled on her proper gear, she

could not help but reflect on the fact that there had been a similar case like this two

years ago. In the small town of Cheddar, there had been a mass massacre that had

lead to hundreds dieing. The entire police force that was sent in was completely

wiped out, save for one girl, Seras Victoria. Nobody was quit sure about her current

where abouts, but they all knew one thing, she was alive. Several had seen her

being carried from the battle field by some freaky tall guy dressed in all red. The fact

that they where once again dealing with such blood shed and mayhem in this tiny

town was unsettling. Especially since it was, once again, a priest who was causing all

this terror. The chef of police in Cheddar decided to call in the big guns this time, the

National Guard. Shayne's team was the first of six to respond.

Why in the world had they not called Hellsing? Yes, Shayne knew about the

underground operation that dealt with vampires. Having an uncle as a former Knight

of the round table had its perks. She continued to wonder if she should just call them

her self. Knowing that they where ill prepared to handle such a situation, she decided

that she would do just that as soon as she got the opportunity. But for right now, her

team leader was calling them to the table to discuss their attack plans. This is a

vampire we are dealing with; she thought with exasperation, they can dodge bullets!

We might as well just fart at them.

8pm Hellsing Residence.

Integra Hellsing sat at her desk flipping through paperwork. She then felt a

darkness flood the room and she looked to the wall beside her expectantly. Sure

enough, Alucard stepped out of the darkness. The turned once again to her

paperwork, waiting for him to speak.

"Good Evening Integra." He said with a mock bow.

"Good Evening. I trust you slept well?"

"Like the dead." He said with a cheeky grin.

She rolled her eyes and then started as the phone rang. She did not

recognize the number on the caller id but decided to pick it up any way.

"Hellsing." Was her curt greeting.

"Is this Integra?" a girly female voice asked.

"Who are you and how did you get this number?"

"My name is Shayne Penwood, my uncle was a Knight. Listen, I don't have much

time to talk, but do you remember the incident in Cheddar a few years back?"

"Yes." How could she forget?

"Look, something very similar is happening in this town again. I am part of the

National Guard sent to take care of this…nascence. But I know that we don't stand a

chance. Can you please send your agent again? We really need the help. Two squads

have already been taken down, and I fear that they have become ghouls."

"Yes, we will be there shortly. Why was I not contacted sooner?" she asked a little

indigent.

"The chef did not want to have to call you again, I think. It's also a mucho complex

thing." Shayne said with obvious disgust.

"Hmm, yes. We will be there shortly.'

"Hurry, please, I don't know how long________" the line when dead in Integra's

hand.

In the town of Cheddar 8:30pm

Her conversation with Integra was cut short as one of her former team mates,

now a ghoul cut the phone line. Damn it! She thought before dodging its atrocious

attack. She knew that regular bullets would do nothing to it so she decided to run for

it. Unfortunately, her men did not take the cue and stayed behind. But she could not

save them all. Her only hope was to stay away from them and the host vampire for

as long as possible. Hopefully Hellsings agent would be there soon. Finding a

deserted spot, she stopped to catch her breath. She reached her hand up and pulled

out the rubber band holding her hair up and began to re-tease the brown locks back

into a proper pony tail. That is when she heard a noise. Crouching low, she pulled

out her knife, ready to attack if need be. Groaning reached her ears and a voice cried

out for help. Now she was not sure to do. Looking up to the clear night as if for some

answers, a small breeze brought the smell of blood in her direction. Breathing in

slowly, she began to inch closer to the distraught noises only to find her self almost

nose to nose with a ghoul. Screaming, she threw her self backwards as it lunged

forward. Just then, she felt movement behind her and a gloved hand reached out

and grabbed her around the middle. A long arm clad in red reached around her and

she could see a large black gun pointed at the ghoul. The man pulled the trigger it

the creature exploded into dust.

"You should be more careful solider girl, you almost became a little ghoulie." A dark

voice said by her ear. She shuddered but otherwise remained outwardly calm.

"Thank you, I will. Now put me down please." She said in what she hoped was a

demanding voice. The man chuckled, but set her down none the less. She turned to

look at her savior and gasped.

"So it's true, Hellsing does have a vampire." She murmured, taking a couple steps

back.

"You know about us?" he asked cocking an eyebrow.

"Of course. I am the one who called you." She said.

"Ahh, yes, I recognize your voice now. I thought you would be much younger than

this by the sounds of your voice." She refused to take the bate and countered with

"Don't you have a job to be doing?"

"Don't you?" he re-countered.

"Wha…oh shut up. I am heading back to camp. See ya around." she said with a

dramatic wave as she walked away.

What an interesting girl. He thought with a smirk.

Shayne speed walked through the dense forest until she was sure she had

found the path to the camp. Taking a deep breath, she began to sprint in that

direction. Not five feet into it, her path was blocked by several ghouls. Damn! She

thought angrily. Banking to her left, she hoped to out run this bunch, but found that

she was blocked from the side too. In fact, she was surrounded on all sides. Before

she could contemplate what to do, she heard a cruel laugh behind her.

"Oh boy! Another little snack! Don't let her get away now boys, and leave some for

me."

Before she could contemplate what exactly he had said, they converged as a

group on her. Her shoulder was torn out of its socket, but she had avoided getting

scratched. Kicking her legs out, she managed to block some more on coming

attacks. But she was not protected from behind, and that was her mistake, she

realized, as a hand punched through her stomach with ease. Spitting out blood, she

fell to the ground. Not like this! Her mind screamed, I will not die like this! The

adrenaline helped her stand up and force the group back with a few well executed

punches. Her knife sliced through a few and even got one in the heart. She was

running then, as fast as she could manage, down a hill. Looking up, she noticed an

outline of red before her legs gave out on her and she rolled the next 15 feet down

the hill. When she had stopped rolling she looked up to see a pair of black boots. She

then passed out.

Alucard looked down at the small bundle at his feet, and then stepped over

the girl. She would obviously die from those wounds, but she was not his first

concern. The vampire he was hunting now stood on the top of the hill, laughing his

head off.

"And who might you be?" I called in a menacing tone.

"None of your concern. Now die!" he said as he pulled out his gun and took aim.

"Oh I think not!" it laughed and pointed behind him.

Alucard turned, knowing what he was about to see. Sure enough, the other

vampire he had sensed was behind him, holing the semi conscious girl up for him to

see.

"She dies." It said simply.

In mock defeat, Alucard set his gun on the ground and waited. The first

vampire lunched itself at him, growling. Just as it got close enough to tear his head

off, his gun reappeared in his hand and he shot the bastard down. Turning once

again to the vampire with the hostage, he said

"Do you want to live or die?" he asked.

"If I let the girl go, you will kill me." It hissed.

"I'll kill you either way." He looked into the girls eyes before he continued.

"I was talking to the girl. One yes or no answer will save you girl. Are you a virgin?"

he grinned as she flushed.

"Yes." She said quietly.

That was all the cue he needed and he shot through her to get to the scum

holding her. Well, to be fair, she already had a hole in her…now she had an even

bigger one. The leech turned into dust and Shayne fell to the ground with a grunt

and a spray of blood. He strode to her and knelt beside her.

"This is your choice. Once again, I will ask you, do you want to live or die?"

"Your way or my way?" she gurgled, spiting out blood.

"You know what I am talking about. Quick! You are about to die and no doctor can

save you now. Decide, soldier girl, decide now."

She reached out her hand to him, and that was all the response he needed.