The Queen Of Escalation.
Warning/Trigger: Racial slurs.

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Standing on a stage overlooking her subordinates Taylor embraces all that has occurred with a small smile while waiting for her final announcement to begin. It seemed like such a long time ago, an entire lifetime in fact when it has only been a few years since that pathetic nigger of a hero tried to kill her at school. When she awoke confused at the hospital the nurse was helpful in letting her know all that had happened and how it was already being swept under the rug.

Turns out the E88 found a good recruitment ground in the hospital, after all people just attacked by a difference race or religion tends to leave a impact on their victims.

Sure it took some thinking and checking but Taylor tried. She honestly tried her best to let the authorities deal with the situation, she tried to do what so many termed the right thing. However when her father ended up being mugged and killed from a crack head, a black one at that, Taylor could no longer sit by. Refusing to simply vanish into the waiting arms of the government as an orphaned minor she took her just finished costume and went to the one place that would take her in happily.

The Empire Eighty Eight.

Most would think it would have been a difficult thing to join such an organization, and for most that might have been true. She had a leg up with being a parahuman that was at the end of their rope, willing to do anything to change her situation. Sending her insects out to track down Skidmark and have him literally eaten alive fast tracked her pretty well. Making it so his blood spelt out dirty nigger was simply icing on the cake, and so she was welcomed with a smile in to the upper ranks of the E88.

Things ended up spiraling pretty quickly. See the thing is she was planning to make an example out of Sophia but while stalking her ended up finding out about her other identity. The shock, the rage... It broke her even more, something just twisted in her head. Putting her multitasking to good use she grabbed all kinds of books in braille such as The 48 Laws Of Power, Art Of War, both books by Machiavelli, How To Win Friends And Influence People just to name a tiny few.

When she threw away all inhibition or shame it was surprising how easily it was to sway people to your line of thought. Which ended up being very important as after Leviathan a war broke out in Brockton Bay thanks to Coil releasing the E88s personal information. Enraged and seemingly backed into a corner Taylor rallied the troops after Kaiser was arrested and launched an all out offensive.

Tip for those not realising but a broken city tends to have more insects than normal. Every person against them quickly learned that lesson as she earned an A rank threat listing that same day.

It just didn't end, from one battle to the next she kept what was now her soldiers together, kept them moving and never once surrendered. Coil? Dead. The Merchants? Dead. Lung? Well it turns out killing him was as simple as a sniper from a few blocks away, Victor recieved quite the applause after the kill was confirmed.

The Gesellschaft took keen interest in how she not only ended up being named what amounted to Queen of the broken city but even more so how Taylor drew people to the cause. They flocked to her, hoping and praying for a better day. For a reason to continue on in this shitty world. And Taylor? She made use of that. She made grand speeches to the masses and did as she said. She brought them medical, she brought them water and food... She brought them hope.

When the Slaughterhouse 9 tried to muscle their way in they died like the rest which cemented her reign. Gesellschaft shortly after had another meeting with her and Taylor ended up becoming the public face for the white supremacy movement in America. Give unto her your sick, your tired and your hopeless. In return she would give unto them a meaning to life.

It took time of course and there was hiccups but quite possibly her largest coup was in convincing Panacea of all people to join. Oh she didn't believe in the cause at all, being able to see biology as she did kind of ruined any innate superiority but that didn't mean she couldn't just nod and use them as they used her.

Was a contract really, she gives aid and creates what amounts to low level brutes and they not only protected her but made sure she had the money and freedom to do whatever she wanted. Within reason, which pretty much just meant no ending humanity with some super plague. Tweaking New Wave's mental state to seeing her as a goddess? That was perfectly fine to them.

And so her influence spread from Brockton Bay along the east cost and beyond. In the following years there was hardship, there was losses but with more wins than not... Within five short years Taylor, better known as Khepri, became the nominal head of not only the E88 but also Gesellschaft after a trigger horrifically backfired on them which wiped out quite a bit of their leadership.

Which leads us to where we are now, standing on a podium about to give a speech for what might be the greatest war to have ever been waged by humankind. It was needed as most of the world's governments just declared her, and her organizations, the highest priority. In fact it was decided by them that unless there is an Endbringer attack that all resources should be going to combat them.

Taking a small breath she looked out to the mass of people who make up her elite, her personal guard. The official name was the Millenium Battalion as they were supposed to represent an era that would last the next one thousand years. However their more widely known name was The Last Battallion for they would be the last to fall.

"My friends, it has often been said that I like war. My friends, I like war. No, friends, I LOVE WAR!

I love Holocausts. I love Blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges. Charges. I love mop-up operations and retreats. Wars across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air. I love every act of war that can occur upon this Earth!

I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds! And there is nothing like a tank operator using a Tiger Acht-Acht to destroy enemy tanks.
And the feeling that comes when a soldier runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire is such an exquisite feeling.

Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bayonets rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh recruit stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead enemy.

The sight of deserters being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing Schmeissers!

When a band of pitiful resistance fighters makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms block by block by 4.8 ton bombshells, I'm in ecstasy.

I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division. It's so sad to see towns and villages that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their women and children being raped and killed. I love to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines. The humiliation as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the JAG bombers flying overhead.

Gentlemen... all I ask for is war. A war so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms, what is it that you really want?
Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron, and lightning, and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge from this Earth!?"

Taking a moment to breath she looks grimly over the audience who are captivated but still managed to give their thoughts with shouts of Krieg! Krieg! Krieg, krieg, krieg, krieg, krieg, krieg! ringing out.

"Very well. Then krieg is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us with our might. But..after enduring over half a century wallowing in the darkness, for us a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient. We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has never known!

We are but a single battalion here... An army a thousand strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is equal to a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men! It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are!

We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats. We will remind them that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.

Our Kampfgruppe of one thousand enhanced is going to burn this world down to ash. Yes, my friends! Soon, America's charred remains will illuminate the night sky! I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved war! At last, the sea lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill!

Attention all soldiers of the Millennium Battalion, this is a message from your commander.

Friends...

Let's bring them Hell. " Khepri finished in a grim tone of the dead which would have the heavens and hells themselves shiver as applause erupted from her faithful.

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AN: Just watched Ultimate Hellsing again and had a thought... People are always talking about Taylor being the Queen of Escalation right? Well, why not make that truly mean something horrific. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you how Earth-Bet ends.

I was going to edit the monologue as being more Earth-bet friendly, mainly by using more parahuman terms. But... It is just fucking perfect the way it is already and most of it can be interchanged when talking about blasters anyways. Well, besides the vampires. I couldn't figure a way out of not changing that without adding a good deal more with Amy.

Oh, also changed it from Europe to America cause reasons.