Death cards

Integra spreads out a map of London proper. "As you can see by the red markings, our forces are spread thin, and are getting thinner." You point to a dark blue area. "And these areas?" She scowls angerly. "Iscariot, bloody fanatic's are slaughtering anything and everything, They have declared open season on Prodistants."

You scratch your chin in contemplation. "It would be best if they never learned of my presanse in this dimension." Seras hold up her hand. "Yes, Seras? You've a question?" She pokes her chin with her pointer finger. "Um, I know they are crazy John, but why wouldnt you want them to know of you?" You can see that this question is shared by a few others in the room.

"Simply put Kitten, it's because of this." You calmly place the urn in the center of the table. "Eh, Johnny, why the fooken hell would the Vatican be afraid of a teeny little urn?" You chuckle softly at Jan's blunt and direct question. "Because this represents a power that is older and GREATER then their god. With this, I have the power over life and death."

The room erupts in comotion so you raise your hands. "I'm not a god, at least I dont think so. I'm more of a interdemensional handy man, this power and position has existed since before the earth held life." Integra nods in contimplation. "I can understand your thinking darling, your very existance disproves most of the teachings of their version of the bible."

"Alucard, your task shall be to keep the zelots busy." Alucard grins hungerly. "Or what's left of them." You look to Integra for answers to Alucards vaige decleration. "Before she happend." She point's to a sheepishly grining Schrödinger. "Alucard had just about decamated their entire forces." You look back to Schrödinger and see her sink in her chair, her ears lieing flat. "I...I have..." You place a comforting hand on her shoulder and give a gentle squeeze.

"Easy Schro-chan, that wasnt you." She smiles softly to you. "Zank you Masta." Rip taps your hand gently. "Jahn vaht shall be your job?" You point to the dead center of the Nazi controled area. "I'm going to cut the head of the snake, I will be unleashing my Bankai in the center of their forces." The hellsing girl's are totaly confused at the word but Luppi gasps in alarm.

"J-John-sama! I-Is that wise?! I mean you dont even know what that Zanpakuto's NAME is." You trace your fingers across the midnight black wood. "Kagehime, it's name is Kagehime. A shadow type Zanpakuto on par with my grandfather's Ryujin Jaka in terms of power." Integra exhales a smoke ring. "Shadow princess, an interesting name John."

She looks to you, "Will this Shadow Princess be able to do the job?" You nod in agreement. "The urn has told me that when I release it's Bankai, NOTHING that I do not mark...will die. That is the reason why I must go alone, I can only mark one other person." Schrödinger tugs your sleve. "Something wrong Schro-chan." She sighs slightly.

"Masta, may I ask a favor of ju?" You cock your eyebrow in a quisical fashion. "I suppose, what kind of favor?" She looks to you with a pleading look in her eyes. "Masta, I ask you to....save mein freind, za Captain." You smile slightly. "That dosent seem so bad, What's this Captain's name?" Schrödinger giggles happly.

"Masta, Za Captain does not have a name. She iz only za Captain!" You sweat drop at her silly explanation. "O....k...any thing specific about this...Captain I should know about?" She nods happly. "Ja Vol! Za Captain iz a werewolf!" You, Luppi, and Star-chan all face-fault. The Hellsing girls all look to you and your wifes in concern.

"John! What's wrong?!" Integra calls out to you as you stand up weeping slightly. "Not another one...." Wlater looks to you in confusion. "Another one? You know another werewolf John?" Luppi sighs in annoyance. "Yes....we have a rather annoying werewolf in our family named Free the woman with a deamon eye."

This just raises more questions. Integra coughs to break the odd tension in the room "Ahem.....I believe that, that piece of information can wait for another time." She looks to you. "We shall start the operation in the morning John, so if you would like, I can have Walter show you to a room?"

You slump in your chair. "Sounds like a plan Integra-chan, Not to be rude but this day has been VERY tireing." A room wide dose of laughter erupts. After sheading your coat and hat, you plop onto the rather comfy bed to remove your boots when a quiet knocking is heard from your door.

Shruging slightly you go to answer. "Yeah?" A nervous squeek of suprise answers you as you look down to your visitor.