Logan lived in a quiet little neighborhood in a quiet little apartment where nothing ever happened, he liked it that way it was the only way he could get a moments rest he liked England far better than America, although that was where he was created, his piece and quiet was becoming a routine almost right up until death and destruction came to his front door, he had seen a few of the people looking somewhat sickly one night as he arrived home from work he sighed figuring a cold was just in the air up until he heard a knock on his door, he picked up his silenced .45 and approached the door with his hand behind him concealing the weapon when he opened the door he was slammed into by a horrible looking thing that resembled no living thing he had ever seen he backed away his instincts taking over and he fired 2 rounds into the thing it only moved back slightly and then he saw it through the door there were at least 20 of these things all breaking into apartments and dragging people out of them and bringing them... somewhere he didn't see he jump kicked the thing in the head which came completely off and he began to run down the hallway, he had been created as a solder trained and trained again, he began running tactical scenario's in his mind all of them ended badly so he leapt to the ceiling and pressing his hands and feet against the wall and shoving his .45 in his pocket he waited, watching observing their movements wondering what the fuck was going on and who or what these things were.

The door was busted down and in rolled in a small army of troops, guns ready and loaded. Their uniform said, "HELLSING ORGANIZATION". "You know the mission," one said behind his mask. "Search and destroy." He divided them up into threes to walk over the house of a thousand walking corpses. Gunfire was heard all over the place; ghouls had overran it and it was so sudden, that it gave suspicion that the main vampire was somewhere near and had planned this thoroughly. One of the groups of troops came into one of the open apartments, blasting away at the rolling heads of the ghouls and some of their victims. Of course, they had to. It was mercy, plus... they'd just end up killing them anyway. It was thought that they'd want to die as a human than a rotting, lifeless brainless zombie.

After a couple of minutes, the apartments on one wing were completely empty and full of piling dust. It was a quick operation, it was meant to be. Hopefully, they could get out with any problems.

"Wait..."One of the men said, pointing his gun to the ceiling."...What the fuck is that?"

Logan saw the group of military solders run through the apartments whatever they were firing was certainly more effective than his .45 hallow points, he watched them, they moved quickly and efficiently optimized for CQC but he could see a few holes in their defense. he saw a group of them standing below him conversing and just then his shoulder gave way just a little sending dust down and then the flashlight blinded him and he dropped to the floor crouched and in a fighting position gun drawn and knife at the ready.

In instinct, the troops started firing at the unknown creature. Yes, he looked human... but even a child could be a blood thirsty fiend. They started to back up, reloading quickly.

Seras turned her head, hearing more gunfire than usual. She cocked a brow, her now long blonde hair falling into her left eye. She grabbed one of her guns and walked in, her crimson eyes piercing the darkness easily.

He saw their fingers tense a millisecond before they fired but that was enough he dropped his gun and flipped up landing behind one giving 4 chops to the man swiftly 2 to his lungs and 2 to his arm causing him to drop the gun he leapt into the air and jump kicked him sending him flying into another, who tumbled to the ground and he saw another figure in the shadows he had no time to analyze but he ran up and kicking another solder several times he striped his weapon and cart wheeling he picked up another. Running forward he double kicked the last two men in the head and sent them into the wall he now had 2 automatic rifles and the person was walking forward and then it spoke, "Very interesting you managed to avoid being turned into a ghoul and then defeated an entire squadron of the humans? You may be worthy of becoming my new fledgling how faci--," was all he got out as Logan opened fire with both guns running up and walking up the wall and onto the ceiling he kicked off and landed behind the now seething vampire and stuck the twin barrels to the things head pushing the barrels into its now shocked eyes as the thing turned and fired the rest of the clip dry to his amazement he evaporated into dust.

Seras destroyed every single damn wall and door in her way, the wood and cement simply fading into darkness as she walked forwardly straight. Her eyes fell on the group of troops, mostly unharmed but unconscious. No vampire would do that, or at least... she wouldn't. She looked up, her eyes focusing on another figure in the darkness. She pulled her gun up, the bright steel shining in the moonlight waving in from the side windows of the apartment hallway. She could smell death, and she smiled... It wasn't the vampire, she could feel that he had already been killed... but by this one? She stepped out of the darkness, dim light falling over her slim, tall figure. "So you knocked out my troops, and killed the master vampire?" She pulled the hammer back. Her red orbs narrowed. "Tell me who you are, what you are, how you got here, and why the hell you aren't dead yet? And maybe I just might keep it that way..." She moistened her pink lips.

Logan stood still he hadn't sensed her coming who the fuck was she an x series? Had they finally tracked them down but then what the hell were these? and why the Hellsing logo whatever that was they usually went by the name X-life corporation he looked closely to her gun it was unknown to him but that's not really unexpected he wasn't keeping up on the latest and greatest tools for killing anymore that and her red eyes, "its rather rude to request so much before introducing yourself what series are you? N? X? What or are you a new prototype, NX? What's this Hellsing thing? Think a name change would make you more stylish or what?"

"All you need to know," she stepped forward, her fangs glistening in the light as well... so white and dangerously sharp. "Is that I will kill you if you don't tell me your name... Now." She ordered coldly. "Whatever the hell this NX is, do you really think you'd still be alive... if I was what you think I am?" She smirked. "Now..." She said. "Name!"

Logan considered his options but again he was cornered with no definite way out and he had no clue how fast she was, "I suppose even if you were you wouldn't need my name, it would have been drilled into your head as well as my picture identification and barcode, so my name is Logan, the dead people well they were rude and I hate rude people and your solders, well they just started shooting so I had to take them down and the vampire or whatever you termed him well he just pissed me off, next?"

"Logan..." She stepped forward and looked over, seeing a few of the soldiers coming to. She growled. "Get up!" She roared at them. "Look around, make sure there aren't any loose ends and get back to the truck." She ordered and she turned back to Logan. "You're the only one we found alive in this dump." She said. She looked over him. "It looks like you weren't bit... or scratched, so I have no reason to kill you. Although, it would still be fun." She laughed and pulled the hammer back down into a safe position, and placed it back in her holster. "You're coming with us. Let Sir Integra decide what we should do with you... By the way you explain yourself and your moves... she may want to keep you. Heh, have fun with that one." She turned around but paused. "...I said, you're coming with us... so let's get a move on. We don't have all goddamn night." She grinned playfully.

Logan smiled and said, "Umm gee thanks for the offer to go to this clandestine Para-military facility but how but no way in hell." by the time the last word was spoken he was gone he got out onto the roof and leapt to another one, he had a number of moves he could use but for now he had no choice but escape and evade, thankfully when the woman lowered her guard he had picked up another 2 assault rifles and now he stopped for a moment to check their ammo, both full he smiled and leapt to another roof.

She appeared in front of him and laughed. "Heh, you must think I'm really stupid. Do you? Aw, you shouldn't." She shook her head. "Now, now, now... By all means, if you want me to kill you... hey," she shrugged. "No problem. I can... and I'll just tell Sir Integra that you were bit or scratched. It's Mercy, don't you know?" She stepped forward. "Don't think that just because I'm a woman, that I can't kick your damn scrawny ass." She grinned, a shadow morphing into a raven as it perched onto her shoulder. Her eyes brightened. "Now, come with me. If she doesn't want you in the damn thing, I'll just let you go. It's not like we can force you to stay there, but we can force you to come with us... because of what you seen and what you know. Plus, we have to have our medical team look over you. Standard procedure, you know? God... it's not like I'm going to bite you and drain you dry..." She paused. "...Unless she lets me." She laughed. "But, I doubt it... So," she sighed, looking out to the truck as the soldiers were loaded in. "We can either do this the hard way, or the easy way... Either one is fun for me."

"You must think I'm an idiot if you think for one moment I am afraid of you or that I will go with you I mean seriously do you have a brain defect or something? number one I have 2 fully loaded automatic assault rifles pointed at your head loaded with your organizations ammunition which from what I've observed can take out anything, you've got some neat tricks ill give you that, and as far as for what I have scene it isn't anything all that special, I was born on a battlefield death and destruction is my true home so this, really not to spectacular so drop the dramatics, this isn't about you being a woman this isn't about me wanting a fight this is about me not going with you period now back off or I will fire."

"God!" She roared. "DO I REALLY HAVE TO DO THIS THE HARD WAY?!" She screamed, the night frightened with thunder. "Come with us, or I will kill you. Go ahead, fire fucker. See if it hits me. If you don't want to fight, come to the damn mansion. You don't even have to go in the damn truck with us. The team has to check you out and once we get the word you're okay, you can be released. Are you fucked up on speed or something? Didn't you hear me the first time? I'm not going to hurt you unless you give me a reason to. I have my orders, and truthfully, I don't care what you've been through and I don't care where you born..." She sighed. "Battlefield of death, my ass!" She mocked. "Now," she sighed a heavy sigh. Really getting tired of this fucking human already. She thought Alucard was bad. Boy, was she wrong.

Ferguson stepped out of the truck, "VICTORIA!" He screamed. She growled. "It's not like I'm asking you to lie down in front of a damn truck. Fucking humans, damn. Always have to be so damn complicated. Either you come with me now, or my master comes and gets you and Oh, you don't want that." She laughed, amused. "Heh, that'll be a show." She started to laugh. "Ooh, yeah.. That would be great. But he'd be awfully angry if he had to waste his time coming to get a human, you see... The Undead King is very busy this time of year..."

She gave another exaggerated sigh and the guns turned a bright ember orange. "Or I could just do that..." She laughed and shrugged. "I don't want to fight either, that's why I'm asking you. Please, come with me so I don't have to watch my master beat your ass...?"

Logan dropped the guns looking at them and now just getting pissed, "fine whatever just so I can hear you stop whining you melodrama queen all I want to do is stay under the radar but no you have to bust down my front door intrude what little semblance of a life I had and now your dragging me off to god knows where, you think I'm full of shit well I can practically see it coming out of your ears." He sighed and said, "Fine what the fuck ever." He simply back flipped off the building to land hard on the ground next to the truck and sighed, "Let's go then."

She shrugged and appeared in front of him. Ferguson jumped. "God, I hate it when you do that." He said. He looked over to Logan and back to Seras. She nodded and he shook his head. "As you wish," He opened the door for Logan and some of the troops looked up, surprised. ...he was still alive? After... Seras?!?!?!? WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?! Some of them laughed as Ferguson got in behind him. "Don't be so defensive..." Ferguson said. "They'll take good care of you here. Make sure you're not sick or infected, and then if you don't want to join our ranks, they'll simply let you go. Not that big of a deal." Seras smirked at Ferguson and slammed the steel door shut after getting in her. She sat on the cold shining steel of the seat; her leg propped up, her elbow resting on her knee.

I'm bringing the only survivor in for evaluation, Alucard; she sighed and closed her eyes. They'd get there soon. She didn't know if Integra would be happy to see that someone survived, or angry to see that he was the only one. Pfft, fuck it.

Logan looked to the man, "you'll forgive me if I don't believe you at the moment, every organization throughout my life has used me solely for their own purposes regardless of my wishes so I am unable to simply take your word on it."He hoped into the truck and it wouldn't be too long before the reached the Hellsing Mansion.