Demonic: I do not own Hellsing, well, not yet, nor, thank god, Twilight. And to those who might think it, I have not given up on this fic.

Chernobog: O.o

Demonic: I apologize for the long wait, I've been very busy as of late, and lost interest in fanfiction for about 2 months. Thanks to Reaper7,Lykania, Renakawaiichan, Thurid the Invader, Awesome dudett, ZeroDivisionCaptain, VampKnightlvr94, and Mr. Unknown for reviewing.

Janes POV

What the hell? I can't help but thinking, as yet another group of vampires pour into the main feeding chamber, escorted by a flustered Alec. I move to my twins side, who was eyeing the vampires with something akin to suspicion.

"Jane, dear, would you come here?" Aro called, hands fluttering above and Irish vampires head with tightly curled, red hair.

I bowed my head, crouching at my masters feet and kissing his hand. "Master?" I murmur, raising only when he bade me do so.

"All these vampires claim that the Cullens instructed to make their way to Volttera, and their memories say that is the truth. Have our spies discovered anything?"

"No, my master."

Aro slouches, resting his head on a palm. "Curious," he mumbles. "Will you be a dear and fetch Demetri for me, Jane?" he continues, slightly louder.

"Yes, my master."

Carlisle's POV

Alucard led our somber procession into the fortress, mouth turned down into a cruel smirk. Every once in a while, he would frown, as if hearing something he didn't like and glare at Seras, who would give him a sad, innocent face.

"Enough, Seras." he finally growled in a warning tone, looking her in the eye.

"But Ma-" she began, but was cut off at the sound of approaching footsteps.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the Cullens." spat Demetri, grey cloak swishing as he stepped forward, blocking our advance. His maroon eyes sparked as he took in Alucard, clearly sizing him up.

"Out of the way, boy," ordered Alucard, expression leaving no room for protest.

"I am one of the Volturi guard" he replied, clearly not getting it. "You are below me in power, age and rank, fool."

Seras squeaked, face flashing with a brief rage before stepping away from Alucard slowly, going up and against a wall.

Alucard loomed to his full height, his face manic with the full force of his anger.

"How dare you, you pathetic maggot." he roared, drawing his guns.

Demetri scoffed, sliding into a crouch. "You think you can go against me, with guns no less?" he deadpanned, bored with the expectation of an easy victory. Alucard stilled, raising his face to the moon.

"Beautiful night, is it not?" he asked suddenly, taking Demetri off guard.

"What?" he spluttered, not moving from his crouch.

"Ripe for bloodshed," he cackled, grinning like a maniac. I shuddered, pulling Esme closer to me.

He raised his gun lazily, while Demetri just stood there, looking smug. Eight shots rang through the air, each striking Demetri between the eyes, peeling through his marble skin like it was that of a mortal. Demetri slumped, touching a trembling hand to the clear liquid oozing from the mortal wound. He slumped, dead before he hit the floor.

Alucard scowled, looking like a child who had found out that his toy was just a cheap impersonation of the original.

"Not even worth the bullets." he hissed, "Come along, Police Girl, freaks."

Seras skirted around the body, skipping to his side.

"The night is young and the world is ripe for the hunt."

Demonic: Thats it, might update during Christmas break.