Finally got this updated

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A Second Chance

Hans woke up in darkness, the ground below being a dark mass and the surroundings being nothing more than dark grey, almost black clouds, surprised he was still alive, no, he died, he couldn't be alive.

"What...why I'm...what is..." Before he could finish a voice similar to his, albeit slightly deeper interrupted.

"What is going on?" Hans turned his turret to spot a very familiar character.

"You're dead dumbass" it said, a demonic looking Leopard 1.

"Nightmare" Hans said.

"Now before you lose your fucking mind would you listen what I have to say?" Asked Nightmare, Hans seemed just about ready to rip him apart.

"Why would I trust you?!" Hans demanded, training his gun on him, and soon enough noticed he had no ammo.

"Well...you're dead so" Nightmare then approached Hans.

"Unless you don't want to see that family of yours again" Hans's eyes widened at that point.

"I guess you'll just have to cooperate"

"How did you escape your prison in the first place?" Asked Hans, earning a chuckle from the demon.

"The goddess, I Arta, Artae, Arte, i forgot her name, but she manifests around as a white Lowe" replied Nightmare.

"Liar! Why would a goddess help a despicable being like you?" Asked Hans with a threatening tone.

"When her plan gets derailed it must be put back on track" he replied.

"Have you heard of the humans?" Hans again was left breathless.

"Oh that's right, the Panther II is one" said Nightmare with slight sarcasm.

"What about the humans?" Asked Hans, growing irritated.

"Let me show you" then all of the clouds vanished and light illuminated the area, then on the sky a projection of bipedal creatures holding what seemed to be weapons were fighting, on a city, then several tanks appeared, no eyes, no mouths, no life, just war machinery, the projection changed suddenly to the sky to focus on two planes, one delta winged and the other diamond shaped, tearing the skies chasing down another four planes at incredible speed, then the projection ended.

"What...was that?" Asked Hans.

"Berlin, human earth, the outbreak of world war three, five years Hans" said Nightmare.

"Wait, five years for what?"

"Varcolaci didn't defeat you because you were weak, but because it was meant to, don't worry, it doesn't ends here, you'll have a second chance" replied Nightmare.

"Second... Chance?" Hans mumbled.

"Varcolaci is stronger and faster than you think he is and Raven won't be able to do anything" said Nightmare with a warning tone.

"What are you suggesting?" Hans asked, now utterly confused, and worried too, because his own son was going to be killed too.

"You are unable to even follow his movements, unable to predict his thoughts, unable to defeat him" said Nightmare while circling Hans, who quickly deduced everything.

"But I can, I have the power to make you stronger, faster, more powerful than anything that ever lived" said Nightmare.

"Why now? Why not in the past when you were a part of me!?" Hans demanded with an angered tone.

"It's all part of her plan and we have to play our part in it" replied Nightmare.

"And as an incentive, in five years, Alastor awakens" Hans gritted his teeth at that.

"I'll do what it takes to destroy Varcolaci and keep Alastor in its slumber" he promised.

"Oh and, it's been 2 weeks already since your death so..."

"WHAT!?"

"Times flies when you're dead, they mourned you, and buried you in..."

"The Hellsing castle"

"Correct" Nightmare said.

"They promised to fight back the invasion to avenge your death, Saralla in particular, she seemed...thirsty, for vengeance" he added.

"But Saralla is not like that, why would she?"

"I'll quote her words" Nightmare said while closing his eyes.

"Sweetie, Hans...I will...I will...I WILL AVENGE YOU, I WON'T REST UNTIL YOUR SOUL RESTS IN PEACE!" Nightmare voice changed entirely to Saralla's, bringing a small tear to Hans's face.

"One month of training" said Nightmare.

"Let's begin then, there's no time to waste" said Hans, his expression changed from sad and confused to determined, determined to grow stronger, and resurrect.

Back on the land of the living, the city was turned into a warzone black tanks belonging to the Black Barrels faced off with the army, and in the middle of the fight was Akira, using the entirety of his powers to protect himself of what his armor couldn't and at the same time enhance his speed, reflexes and agility considerably, being able to dodge shells and resist the impact of huge calibers with ease.

"Too easy" he said as he dispatched a T32 with a single shot, he ran past it, doing a quick U turn in time to avoid a Type 5 Heavy Tank's shot, Akira raised his gun and fired a HEAT round, which penetrated but didn't do much.

"Oh boy" he mentally cursed his luck, the Type 5 fired again, this time a HE shell that smacked the burning corpse of the T32, detonating the ammo rack and surrounding Akira in a fireball, which he soon dissipated with a barrel swing, his eyes then focused on the Type 5.

"Morten Grande" he said and fired, the APCR shell left the barrel at an unbelievable speed, penetrating clean through the front dead center, tearing through the bones, muscles, destroying the lungs and finally making a hole in the heart, instantly killing the tank.

"What?" Another shell came from behind him, scratching the left side of his turret and leaving a bad scar.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!" He heard a dead serious female voice, so he turned around and saw a Type 59 with feminine appearance, green hull, and brown eyes that spoke death.

"Miss Nagumo?" Asked the Type 59, Akira wanted to die at that point.

"Akira, Akira Kasaragi" he replied, visibly irritated.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Akira yelled, not even a second had passed and the STB-1 in front of the Type 59, which was at a considerable 50 meters was now next to her, having stopped a 170mm shell, he knew from Nosferatu's testimony who those shells belonged to.

"There's no time! Run!" Akira yelled at the Type 59 but she frowned back.

"I hadn't had a good fight in literal ages, I'm not running away" she said.

Then a loud cannon boom.

"Dammit" he soaked another shot and began to scan the area.

"Where...WAIT!" Type 59 darted out to the open, another cannon boom, the shot headed for Type 59 but she avoided it at the last moment, allowing Akira to spot the smoke trails.

"Red building second floor!" He then sent downrange an enhanced 105mm High Explosive round, followed by 59's own 100mm HE, both shells managed to create an explosion big enough to make the whole facade collapse, burying Adlersflugel, albeit temporarily.

"You think he's dead?" Asked 59.

"Not until Raven puts him down" he replied.

"Raven Hellsing?" She asked and he nodded.

"But he's a child only, what he has to do with this?" She asked, beginning to show worry.

"More than you can imagine, he's our only chance, since Hans Hellsing died not long ago" this struck 59.

"My most sincere condolences" was her reply.

"I used to be Raven's medium tactics teacher but the school burned down" she explained.

"I've been relatively close to the Hellsings, keeping tabs with Raven as he's my best student" she added, a few shots flew above them.

"Looks like we're not done here" said 59.

"Let's go!" Said Akira as they turned to face their attackers.

The sounds of swords clashing every second was everything that one could hear in the dull grass landscape that was the Goddess personal space, she kept constant supervision on Hans and Nightmare, Hans would now match, predict and act before Nightmare could, he was besting the demon he once thought invincible.

"It's truly incredible the progress in such little amount of days, if we keep going this way he might as well be undefeatable" she said to herself.

"He's certainly the candidate to face Alastor, though Black Death..." She then pursed her lips.

"I might need to use Annette, yep that is" she said to herself and then looked back at the two fighting tanks.

"Hey boys! Time for a rest!" She shouted from her position, getting their attention, both Leopards turned began to head in her direction, Hans recognized the model she had decided to manifest as, a tier 8 Lowe, plain white with no markings.

"You're improving, your reflexes, your speed, your strength, endurance, willpower" she said.

"My family, they need me, and I will return, that need drives me to go beyond limits" Hans replied.

"About your family, Saralla especially, she..."

"WHAT ABOUT SARA!?" Hans yelled worriedly.

"She's not taking it very well, these last couple of weeks she has been unable to sleep well, she doesn't drinks her fuel nor does eats any of the other things, she cries a lot for you and has fallen deep down in depression" the goddess explained, Hans's heart sank deep, the thought of Saralla going through all of that brought him a lot of pain.

"Is there anything I can do to...ease her pain?" He asked and the goddess shook her turret to say no.

"I can visit her" offered Nightmare, earning a hard glare from Hans.

"Maybe I could explain some stuff" he added.

"There's the risk of her going off at you" said the goddess

"Miss" Hans looked at the goddess with a worried face; she sighed after seeing that expression.

"Fine, but only in a dream" said the goddess

"It's really the only thing that I need" he replied "thanks you very much"

"Now, before you leave, I want to introduce you someone" said the goddess motioning towards a growing black mass, and after a few moments a male E-75, with black hull covered with multiple ancient runes and demonic reptile red eyes materialized, the barrel was embellished with a dragon running down to the tip of the cannon.

"Meet one of the most powerful being ever conceived" said the goddess, Hans just looked in awe at the heavy tank, and he however recognized one of the countless runes and put a name to the demon.

"Hellsing" Hans said and then the E-75 slowly approached him "The original Hellsing"

The E-75 stopped in front of Hans, he was considerably taller than the Leopard 1, and Hans felt intimidated.

"Do you call yourself a true Hellsing?" Asked the demon.

"What?"

"Do you consider yourself a true Hellsing?" The demon asked again "You're worthless"

Hans blinked in confusion, then the scenery changed, Nightmare and the Goddess disappeared, the environment took a distinctive dark purple tone and Hans found himself in a different place, a large round space that was about a kilometer wide surrounded by walls and five pillars, lit by large golden candles , a gigantic Hellsing that was the size of a four story building sat on a bones and skulls throne.

"WELCOME!" Hans began to scan his surroundings for a way out but he couldn't find one. "A HELLSING IS BORN TO BATTLE! LIVES FOR BATTLE! DIES IN BATTLE!"

Hans saw four different white masses appear ahead of him; this was a challenge he could not avoid.

"PROVE ME YOU ARE WORTHY OF MY NAME, HANS ASHTAR!"

"Ashtar...you son of a..." Hans felt emotionally hurt at the remark

"FACE THE GHOSTS OF YOUR MIND!"

The masses materialized into four different tanks.

A Leopard 2A5

A Leopard 1

A Conqueror

An ISU-152

All four Hans knew them

Nosferatu Hellsing

Roy Hellsing

Alexander LeFay

And lastly, Saralla Nightingale

"Why..."

"LET THIS SPECTACLE BEGIN!" All four tanks charged towards Hans, the battle was on.

"Do you think it will work?" Asked Nightmare to the goddess, she nodded and giggled

"Worried Nightmare?" She teased.

"N...no!" He blushed lightly

"It looks to me you are" said the goddess.

"Well..." Nightmare looked aside.

"The kid, Raven, Falken is going to get him killed!" He confessed.

"The Hellhound? Nahh he'll be fine" she replied.

"For fucks sake Artemis! It's only a child! Facing a huge responsibility that doesn't even corresponds to him!" Nightmare yelled

"What have I told you about that name!?" The goddess was pissed she was referred to by her name.

"I could care less to be honest, right now we must focus on buying Hans some time" he replied, Artemis pursed her lips, he was right, Hans needed time.

"I'll go" said Nightmare.

"Fine" said Artemis, she smirked at him and turned around, leaving towards another area, Nightmare just vanished.

Raven found himself sitting on a hilltop, overlooking his house and several others, at night; he was alone, thinking, in his current situation.

"Do I really want this?" He muttered to himself.

"You don't need to" Alisa said crying, approaching him from behind, she stopped behind him a few feet and was looking down, shedding many tears.

"Alisa" Raven turned around to face her.

"What happened to you?" She said "the real you"

Raven froze in place, he didn't know what to say and feared whatever he could say would only worsen things.

"You changed, whatever your father did to you before his death changed you, the one I loved gone and replaced by this cold, vengeful, hateful person, the caring, charming, loving Raven gone" Alisa said and then raised her tearful eyes to meet Raven's.

"Do you love me?" She asked and then turned around, leaving a pale Raven to think.

"That is just sad" a voice similar to Hans's but deeper said.

"WHO'S THERE!?" Raven immediately looked at the source of the voice, to see a black Leopard 1, just like his father used to be when he transformed.

"D...Dad?" Raven began to shake.

"No" an evil grin grew on the Leopard 1's face "Nightmare"

Raven froze, fear took over him immediately, the very entity that cursed his uncle and tormented his father for decades was standing a couple of meters away from him.

"You! Stay away from me!" Raven shouted, backing off a few inches.

"Oh Raven, so weak, so afraid, is this the one supposed to take the werewolf? Don't make me laugh!" Nightmare mocked Raven with a laugh.

"You're underestimating me" Raven's voice changed to a deeper tone. "You have no idea how strong I have grown"

Nightmare could see his plan working, infuriating Raven to unleash his powers.

"Then show me, show me you're not a waste of life, show me if your father's death was worthy! Or not?" Nightmare shouted with a teasing tone, in a moment Raven had changed from gray to black with yellow eyes.

Yes

Raven raced towards Nightmare, lunging towards him but at the last moment Nightmare just stepped aside, a metallic sound was heard and one of Raven's cheeks began to bleed by a large cut.

"What...?"

"Too slow"

Raven turned around to lung again at the entity but received another cut to his other cheek.

"Is that it?" Nightmare was giving him his rear.

"No" Raven stepped forwards far quicker than before but again Nightmare stepped aside.

"Too slow!" Raven received the full force of Nightmare's barrel to his face, pounding him to the ground.

"Why...why?" Muttered Raven as he shook his turret, an oily taste invaded his mouth as he began to bleed through it.

"You're weak" replied Nightmare.

A barrage of barrel hits and lunges, like a rapier hitting its target repeatedly came to Raven in a matter of seconds, leaving him in an almost entirely crippled state.

"So much for a fight" Nightmare said, he stared down at a beaten Raven, bleeding from his multiple wounds and struggling to breathe, he uttered a couple of words Nightmare couldn't hear.

"What?"

"Uncle...Mob" Raven collapsed, Nightmare managed to step aside in time to avoid a 88mm APCR shell that was shot at him.

"NIGHTMARE!" Mobius, the Panther II yelled, Nightmare turned to face the new threat.

"I regret having cursed you, let's revert the curse, shall we?" Said Nightmare, Mobius was about to fire but within a millisecond Nightmare was standing behind him.

"What the..?"

Mobius felt a stinging pain on his rear armor, and a strange sensation followed, he began to feel sick, his vision began to blur, he turned his turret to face Nightmare with a worried face.

"What did...you do...to me?" Mobius looked down to see Nightmare's rapier inside him, and the demon sporting an evil grin.

"Separate!" Nightmare pulled the rapier out, a black mass came outside of the wound it left and a weakened Black Death materialized, confused and disoriented, panting and shaking.

"Black Death?" Mobius turned to look at the black Panther II.

"What...what happened?" Black Death asked utterly confused.

"STOP THIS MADNESS NIGHTMARE!" Saralla came running in tears; she glanced at her battered son and yelped.

"Sara..." Nightmare looked back at her; she looked like if she knew what he was doing there.

"SARALLA! RUN!" Mobius yelled to the ISU-152, but she didn't listen and instead approached the demon.

"Tell me! Tell me he's fine!" Saralla shouted at Nightmare, who just let out a long sigh.

"So you know about me, yes he will return" he replied "But the best course of action would be putting Raven out of the fight, he's not strong enough"

Saralla's eyes were filled with joy as she hugged the demon, Mobius and Black Death watching in total confusion.

"I'll help the kid" said Nightmare, breaking from the hug and coming over to Raven.

"Here kid" he grabbed him and helped him to stand up; Raven looked at his mother and slowly rolled towards her.

"Mom, I don't want this" he said, and then he returned to his normal form.

"Was dad right when he did this to me?" He asked.

"No" Nightmare replied "Hans wasn't right, he made that decision based on the thought you are naturally far stronger than he could ever hope to be, which itself is partly true, however you're still a child and your powers haven't matured enough"

"So why did my dad just let himself get killed!?" Raven demanded to know.

"He didn't, he, like you, was afraid, more afraid than anything you ever experienced" he replied.

"Where is he now?" Asked Saralla.

"Training hard, both physically and psychologically, so nothing is left to chance" Nightmare replied.

"What about us!?" Mobius asked referring to Black Death and him.

"Just make sure he doesn't does anything stupid and you'll be fine, it's only a month anyways" Nightmare replied with a smirk "A FREAKING MONTH?!"

Black Death just giggled at his newfound freedom

"But why did you beat down Raven like that?" Asked Saralla.

"I was testing a theory, if he was ready, he would be able to match up my speed" Nightmare replied, and formed an evil grin "Warm up speed that is"

"Why don't you face the werewolf if you're sooooo strong as you claim to be?" Mobius asked, clearly annoyed "Hey BD! Stay here!"

"It's not my place to fight him" Nightmare confessed "This is a lesson Hans had to learn, and serves as preparation for the near future"

"Near... Future?" Asked Raven, raising an eyebrow.

"Enjoy the next 5 years, after that every single thing changes" the demon replied "I've said more than enough, I'll leave you now"

"WAIT!" Saralla ran next to Nightmare, grabbing his side with her barrel.

"When?" She asked, Nightmare stared into her purple eyes and couldn't help but slip one last piece of information.

"Two weeks Sara, two weeks" Nightmare said, Saralla shed a tear and hugged him.

"I have to go now, Saralla, whatever conception you had of me was wrong, forgive me" Nightmare then just faded away to ashes, Saralla was left in a turmoil of emotions, Black Death had been watching closely and wanted to see what was wrong with the TD.

"Miss Nightingale?" He spoke with confusion; Mobius came next to the entity and grabbed his side, pulling him in a not so gentle way.

"My husband... Hans... "Raven came next to his mother and gently nuzzled her.

"Dad will be fine" he whispered to her.

Black Death stared at them "I don't understand" he said.

"Of course you don't, you're incapable of having feelings" replied Mobius with a frown.

"Feelings" Black Death muttered "A concept I'll never understand"

"Of course not, you will ever have them, ever" replied Mobius harshly, Black Death ignored him and inched closer to Saralla, for once the demon felt a bit of sadness for the woman. "Miss Nightingale, Hans will return in one piece, I'm more than certain, I will personally help you in anything"

Saralla turned to face the demon, with her reddened purple eyes, she locked eyes with his black and red, seeing that he truly meant it, Mobius on the other hand was confused, the entity that tormented these past fifteen years had suddenly gone soft? There was no way to know for certain but to let time pass.