Chapter 2 - Chapter 1

Chapter 1:[br]
Freak Chip[br]
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The night was still young on this story night and it was only about 11:30 at night. At a night club on the outskirts of D.C., police and military vehicles surrounded the building. A crowd was slowly growing to find out what was going on at the club. [br]
Inside the night club, the music was blaring and the lights blinding. Blood was all over the place along with the corpses of the unlucky attendees this night. The ghouls fed on the corpses as the two vampires sat and enjoyed the sight. [br]
Both of the vampires were male. One of them appeared to be in his mid 20s; had a shaved bald head; had the usual pair of red vampire eyes; stood at a height of 5’9”; had a muscular build; and he was dressed in a flamboyant outfit sparkled with blood. The other one appeared to be slightly older, around his early 30s; had long flowing black hair that hid the right side of his face; also had the usual red eyes of a vampire; stood tall at a height of 6’3”; had an average build; and was dressed all in white with bloodstains all over it. [br]
“How much longer till that PIA group gets here?” the bald one asked. “I can’t wait to shred them apart.”[br]
“They’ll be here soon,” the other replied. “Otherwise we would still be having vistors.”[br]
“I hate waiting. I want to kill all of those so called ‘Death Hands’ agents and especially the one they call ‘Death’. This elite agent of the PIA: he’ll be easy enough.”[br]
“Some stup…” All of the lights and music went out; shrouding the area in darkness and all was silent. “And apparently they are here now. Ghouls, prepare for company!”[br]
The two vampires reached for their guns, both with machine guns, and slowly rose from their chairs. All of the ghouls rose from the corpses they were eating on and grabbed their guns as well, also machine guns. All of them scanned the area, waiting for the PIA agents to storm in.[br]
The vampires could slowly see their ghouls dropping to the ground and quickly turning to dust. Several of the ghouls fired off their weapons as they fell to the ground. The vampires frantically scanned to find out who or what was killing their ghouls as all were now only dust. The lights and music quickly came back on, startling the vampires, and standing in the middle of the area was Legion with his trench coat open, with the main spotlights on him. The vampires turned their guns to him.[br]
“What’s wrong, scared?” Legion asked with a smirk on his face.[br]
“In your dreams,” replied the bald one. “We would never be scared by some pathetic human who’s working with the PIA.”[br]
“Ah, and you must be that elite agent of theirs, Death,” said the other vampire.[br]
“So you know about the PIA and about me, for the most part,” said Legion as he bent forward and peered over the rims of his glasses: keeping the smirk on his face. “Still, knowing some information won’t save or help you. Both of you are going to hell even if you didn’t know.”[br]
“You first!” yelled the bald one as he opened fire at Legion. The vampire emptied his clip into Legion, riddling him with bullets. He fell to the ground, landing in a pool of his black blood with the same smirk on his face. “That was too easy. He sure was some elite agent,” he bragged as he put another clip into his gun. “At least he died with a grin on his face.”[br]
A laugh riddled out through the area. Legion’s body slowly rose to an upright position. All of his bullet wounds healed and his clothes mended back together right in front of them. Legion continued to laugh at the two who were in shock.[br]
“Wha… what the hell?!” stammered the bald one.[br]
“You’re not human,” the other said. “Could you be… a vampire?!”[br]
“I’m not human, but not a vampire,” Legion said. “I’m a hanyo: part demon and part human, but powerful enough to kill any pathetic vampire; especially pathetic rejected vampire scum like you.”[br]
Legion reached into his coat and pulled out two black .50 caliber pistols; both holding seven armor-piercing, explosive, Mercury-core baptized bullets. The one he held in his left hand had writing on it which read “I am Legion, for I kill many” and the other one had a pentagram on both sides it. He fired at the two vampires, blowing off their heads and turning them straight to dust.[br]
“Few vamps are fun anymore,” Legion said aloud, “and only one has challenged me.” Legion turned to look at a nearby window. “It’s done, Director. Now, perhaps I can sleep.” With that, Legion stepped into the shadows and disappeared.[br]
PIA agents who were waiting outside quickly stormed the night club to make sure every ghoul and vampire was disposed of. All was clear at the club and the PIA agents made sure to clear out everything that pointed that vampires were there, including disposing and taking care of corpses that may turn into ghouls.[br]
The night passed and it was midday of the following day. All reports on the incident at the night club claimed that a terrorist group had taken over the club and killed all who were there to make a statement. It was a lie, but even a lie could be the top breaking news across the nation.[br]
However, the main news, at least in the PIA, involved a chip, but this was kept to only the top brass. The Director was in his office alone with the chip on his desk in a Petri dish. Legion appeared from the shadows in the room with his coat buttoned up.[br]
“What’s the reason for you summoning me?” Legion asked as he approached.[br]
“Do you know what this is?” the Director asked while indicating towards the chip.[br]
“Ah, it’s one of those chips, but not the kind you can eat,” Legion answered with a smile on his face.[br]
“It’s what’s been found in several recent vampires that have been appearing in the area. Apparently, these chips can somehow cause normal humans to become vampires and possess some of the same strengths and abilities as them.”[br]
“Humans wanting to become the monsters they fear. Slightly ironic, but nothing more than cheap replications.”[br]
“Can you tell us anything about who created this chip? Sense or see something from it?”[br]
“I can only probe a person’s mind, not sense the past of an object.”[br]
“As I thought,” the Director commented as he grabbed a cigar and lit it. “We need you to do some footwork for us. We need to find out about these chips: whose making them and where they are at. So far, we have heard talk that Hellsing in London might know something of this. You’ll be lea…”[br]
“I’m an eliminator, not a…”[br]
“You are what I tell you to be!” There was a pause between the two for a moment as Legion gave up on arguing anymore.[br]
“Fine,” Legion said annoyed, “but why me?”[br]
“I have a strong suspicion that agencies that know about this chip might not be willing to talk to anyone. So we need your talent to read people’s mind. Along with that, there’s always a chance that they may try to retaliate against our agent. You stand the best chance of going against any retaliation, especially if it comes to going against Alucard.”[br]
“Ah, Alucard, the trump card of Hellsing, a vampire who obeys humans, and is possibly the greatest vampire out there.” A smile started to spread on his face again. [br]
“You aren’t to attack anyone unless they attack you first!” the Director commanded. “We can’t afford to have a war started by your actions. Plus, I’m sure Alucard would easily destroy you, and we don’t need that.”[br]
“We’ll hopefully see soon enough.”[br]
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Author’s Commentary[br]

Another chapter down and written in a night. So if there some errors, that’s the reason why. Anyways, talk about story now.[br]
First thing first, Legion’s powers. His abilities and powers are things I’ve had for nearly all my characters that are (none really put online) hanyos. These consist of powers involving darkness (like how he appears and disappears in shadows and darkness), reading minds/telepathy, telekinesis (not shown yet), super human speed/strength/jump height, and some other ones that escape me. However, I believe in different types of hanyos, which each has unique powers and characteristics. In certain ones, they can regenerate, like Legion, Alucard, and Anderson, while others can’t. Some have split personalities and each can control the body; others have a demon that they must possess; and others just have consciences that represent the sides. I try to make each one I write about unique in some way or another.[br]
Next thing is Legion’s guns. The idea for the writing on one of his guns was from the famous phrase involving Legion (demon) which is something like “I am called Legion, for I am many.” So, since my Legion kills things, I thought to switch around things. Also, I was planning on using some phrase on the other one represent Haures, but I couldn’t think of one, so I went with the lazy idea of having clichéd pentagrams on it.[br]
Now, for the bullets, they are exactly the same, at least what users on wikipedia claim, as in Alucard’s Jackal. The only difference is the Jackal fires 13mm bullets and Legion’s fires .50 caliber rounds (which is 12mm if my research is correct) so they’re approximately the same, just a slight difference in size. [br]
But for random info, there is a pistol that fires a 13mm bullet (kinda more of a rocket though) and it could be handled by humans and it claims that it didn’t have that much of a recoil: it was called the Gyrojet. Okay, so the Gyrojet is actually a series of guns (not just a pistol) that planned on using gyroscopically for stabilizing the bullet. However, instead of actually firing a bullet, they fired something like a small rocket. That’s what they claim, check online, at least wikipedia.[br]
Lastly, if anyone is wondering about summoning Legion in the end, it has a simple answer. The bodyguard wasn’t present in the office of the Director and the reason is that he was the one who summoned Legion. See, quite simple. [br]
And there’s not much else I can think of talking about for this chapter. Except soon the hanyo Legion will be meeting Hellsing. What happens then is for me to know and to make you the readers want to come back for more: the wise advice of Yogurt. So like always, if you have any questions about anything, don’t get jokes, wondering why the world isn’t an absolute circle, or whatever, email me at [url="mailto:SnakeYukin@gmail.com"]hyperlink[/url]. Till next chapter readers.[br]
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