Hellion Hellsing

Chuckling a bit you allow a charming smile to grace your lips, a light blush crossing the cheeks of the silver haired women and the heads of her elite guard as you speak, “Indeed I am. I’m sorry for the sudden and rude introduction ms…”

“Hellsing,” the woman says with a brief clearing of her throat, her body standing proud and tall as she speaks, “Integra Hellsing. It is an honor to meet you Mr. Genryusai.”

Glancing at Integra from head to toe you can’t help a small grin of appreciation leak into your expression, Integra’s subdued but undoubtedly beautiful body causing a slight quickening of your heart as your speak, “Please, the pleasure is all mine Ms. Hellsing. After all, I did cause your personal guard such trouble, I hate being a bother.”

“N-No,” the tall blond haired and white suited woman softly stutters, her green eyed gaze turning from your warm orbs as she speaks, “it is no trouble, things like this happen from time to time.”

“Y-Yeah, the short haired punk looking woman stutters, her white gloved digits combing through her black haired head as she mutters, “don’t fuckin w-worry ‘bout it okay?”

Casting a brief glare at the two blushing women Integra turns to you, a cool and controlled visage betrayed by her slightly stuttering tone and the idle fidgeting of her hands, “Anyway, thank you for visiting this dimension Mr. Genryusai, there have been quite a few…difficult goings on that require the assistance of some outside sources…”

Sensing he sudden shifting of atmospheres from playful to grim your face transforms from one of jolly humor to a gaze of utmost gravity, your eyebrow raising as you look into Integra’s firm gaze, “What is the problem Ms. Hellsing?”

“Well, it has to do with someone we’ve come to call the Major,” Integra begins, her eyes glancing over Rip, and the two heads of her guard as she speaks, “he is a man who sees the world as his own personal playground and because of this, he is on the verge of making the human race an endangered species.”

“Jah,” Rip mutters, her hand idly caressing the long barrel of her mystical rifle as she mutters, “Ein Fuhrer hast set his sights on destroying the vorld instead of ruling it…”

“The man was always insane,” the blond haired head of the guard speaks, her fingers combing through her silken locks as she speaks, “but seeing that he’s on the losing end of his imaginary war got to him…”

“Got to him Luka?” the punk looking head of the guard grumbles, “the fucker is ready to take the rest of the fucking world with his god damned insanity!”

“We need him exterminated by whatever means are necessary,” Integra announces, turning her gaze from your to Alucard as she speaks, “and unfortunately, due to interference with Alucard’s ‘Schrödinger’ from the Major and his head guard as well as the Major’s information network and powerful army we can’t get close.” With a heavy sigh Integra turns her bespectacled eyes to you, a tone of pleading in her voice as she speaks, “We only ask for one thing Mr. Genryusai, we need the Major dead and as it stands you are our best chance at doing it…in thanks we are more than prepared to pay you for your services…”

“P-Pay,” you mutter, your eyes widening at the deep stares Integra and her guard give you, “Th-That really isn’t nece-“

“Please Mr. Genryusai,” Integra grins, “We insist…”