DISCLAIMER: Hellsing belongs to Kouta Hirano. RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth.

~ Styx and Phlegethon ~

Schrodinger and Pandora
each had a box which
ever after carried their name.
Or could it have been
that these two boxes
were one and the same?

They did not know
quite where they were
and also not quite who.

There came some ash
upon the wind which
they caught as it blew.

And who that was
they did not know,
if the ash once had a name.

And yet they found it
important somehow
and caught her all the same.

Blood and ash mix.

[Do you believe in destiny?]

(Yes.)

Where is this? Who are you?

(Don't leave me.)

[I'm sorry; it's time.]

Good question. Who am I?

Another demon within the box, alive or dead, or-

They appeared in a realm of sand
and scorching heat, worse than
any summer they have ever known.

Only two other things existed here,
in this pocket universe:

a closed door, and-

Hands of shadow and ash
reached toward the lamp,
took a hold of its handle...

...just as the leaves of the exit unfolded.

Spring and Fall warred within
the same flame-accented eye
of a single woman as she
stepped over her fallen foe's corpse
and unwittingly unlocked the door
that would unveil a reckoning.

A figure cloaked in shadows
emerged from the gate
and in a voice
at once both familiar
and somehow not, intoned:

"Hello again."

~oOo~