Hunters of Crimson & Lead: A Hellsing/Devil May Cry Fanfiction

By n1ghtbreak

Author's Note: This is only a work of fiction by a fan. I do not own Hellsing, Devil May Cry, or their characters and settings. Hellsing is owned by Kouta Hirano, while Devil May Cry is owned by Hideki Kamiya. Please support official releases.

Chapter I: The Crossed Paths

It was a hot summer day in England, and a boring one at that. The blasted Sun was blazing down upon its citizens, keeping most indoors. However, the reprieve of the indoors did not condone them from boredom. There was one group that was most bored of all, and that was the Hellsing organization, which is responsible for finding and terminating anything that goes bump in the night. Its secret weapon for that, was Alucard, a vampire who happened to be a strong one at that. He was not immune to the boredom though, watching an episode of Adventure Time on Netflix with his 70-inch plasma screen TV in the basement (No 3D though, as that's a stupid gimmick, and everyone knows that!). Seras Victoria, his attractive and powerful servant, was busy cleaning her gun, not a fan of the whimsical adventures and Finn and Jake. Finally, there was Sir Integra Wairbrook Wingates Hellsing, their boss and master, who was busy smoking one of her precious cigars while checking her Twitter.

But suddenly, the telephone rang in the basement. Alucard reluctantly picked up, as it was a common rountine almost every day. "Hello," the vampire answered with a scowl.

"Alucard, I have a mission only you can handle, so come to my office immediately," the woman on the phone said. He knew that nagging voice from anywhere, as it was non other than Integra. After ordering Seras to stay in the basement, Alucard walked up the ridiculously long stairs, and moved towards Integra's office. Once there, Integra was waiting, ready to give him his mission.

"So as you already, I have an important task for you to handle," she explained. "The reason why Seras will be unable to come is due to what you'll have to kill. The two of you have taken down only vampires, a Regenerator, humans, ghouls, a werewolf, and even the Nazis. This time however, you will have to take down a demon who is wreaking havoc in Capulet, California. Your jet is waiting outside. Seras will be watch the estate while you're gone." Alucard, knowing his master's attitude, calmly answered in a way a hell of a butler would say.

"Yes, my master."

8 hours later, in Capulet.

Alucard hopped off his jet, having just finished a fine glass of wine and an extra-rare filet mignon. Paradise was a cool, quiet city, having no important landmarks. But he did have a demon to kill, and that has his one priority. Integra told him while on the jet that the demon was sighted near a peculiar shop called "Devil May Cry." He thought the name sounded pretty stupid, so he just didn't care.

The vampire walked down the street, somewhat curious how there were no pedestrians at all. But he eventually saw the place he was looking for. It wasn't really an extravagant building, just built like any other. The sign, however, was what caught his crimson eyes: a silhouette of a woman with a gun in each hand. Beside her were the name of the shop is cursive: Devil May Cry. Knowing he found the place. He began to walk towards the shop, when he felt something breathe down his neck. It was the demon he was looking for, being gray in appearance, resembling the Grim Reaper, with glowing red eyes, scythe in hand.

In reaction, Alucard took out his guns, Casull and Jackal. But right as he was able the pull the triggers, the demon was already shot down. As the demon fell to ground and turned into a pile of sand, Alucard saw who killed: it was a white-haired young man, not that old, sporting a red leather jacket and a jumpsuit underneath. He had guns out too, one pistol completely black, and one completely white.

"Sorry, but that belongs to me, Dracula, so get out of my way."