She sensed nothing but fear. There was death. Everywhere.
She looked up at the many surveillance screens in the command room, watching the destruction of the city. The bombs were dropped, the missiles fired and the city was soon overcome by fire.
"As of now, this facility is under the control of millennium!" The vampire shouted.
His minions pointed their guns at Integra, herself and Walter, as well as the other human officials in the command room. She knew Integra foresaw this happening, which is why she had asked Ilona to accompany her to the meeting.
"Today is a very good day for vampires. A very good day indeed, considering I've just captured the great Sir Integra."
Integra chuckled in response and he pointed his gun at her, getting angrier by the minute.
"I hope you can claim your iron cross from your corporal, in hell," she mocked.
"Shut up!" He yelled, his finger tightening on the trigger.
Ilona stepped forward to make her move but stopped. A silver thread appeared in front of the vampire, moving through his skin as if it was air. The arm and the gun both fell to the floor together with a sickening spray of blood. She looked to its source and found Walter.
"The angel of death," she realised aloud, just as Alucard had told her. Walter nodded in her direction.
"Walter, Ilona," she heard Integra addressing them, "clean up."
She nodded, swiftly removing her white gun, Râs, from the inside of her long dark jacket.
"Die!" One of them yelled, following his call a hail of bullets.
Walter stretched out his wires, protecting himself and Integra from the oncoming shots. Ilona was already on the ceiling as the first shot was fired, moving upside down.
Walter changed the direction of his wires, slicing through the men with ease. Ilona dropped to the floor shooting mid-air. She took out the remaining soldiers with ease. Blood spattered on the walls and floors, the scent overpowering her nose.
"This facility should be on their list of targets," Integra stood, addressing the officials. "It's time to leave."
"There are nazi soldiers dropping from the airships!" One of the men stationed at the screens yelled over his shoulder.
Integra slammed her hands on the table. "Sir Penwood," she looked hard into the eyes of the man sitting across from her, the one who till a moment ago she had admitted she suspected of being a traitor.
Sir Penwood refused, telling her he must stay as the commanding officer of the facility.
"There are evils moving against us that only you, only Hellsing, can face," he spoke gravely, looking at the three of them.
Integra reached into her coat and pulled out a silver gun. "It's loaded with blessed atomised silver rounds," she placed it down on the table. "Sir Penwood, best of luck and good hunting."
As Integra moved from the room she and Walter followed behind closely.
"We're leaving, as quickly as possible," she told them both as they walked down the hall.
"As you say, ma'am," Walter agreed.
"It will be dangerous out there, Sir," Ilona spoke.
"We'll take the car. Will that be a problem?" She replied.
"Not in the slightest," Walter smiled.
"Nothing will get in my way. As head of the Hellsing family, I swear it," Integra vowed.
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The Lost Princess
Vampire*currently being re-vamped* Alucard has held many titles in his lifetime, from 'impaler' to the feared 'Dracula'. Throughout his dark history, there was a woman, one that he loved like no other. This is their story. Progresses from 15th century Roma...
