Chapter 4 - Chapter 3

Chapter 3:[br]
An Age Old Battle[br]
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Legion was perched on top of the Tower Bridge in London. He could see several cars passing by and some boats on the Thames River. And if he looked on the other side of the tower he was on, he could sometimes see people in the exhibition through the windows on it. It was still pitch black out and helped him to stay unnoticed. He was talking to the director of the PIA on a cell phone.[br]
“That’s right, something involving Millennium,” Legion said to the Director. [br]
“And you couldn’t get any info from Integra other than that?!” asked the Director slightly agitated.[br]
“I couldn’t probe her mind any further with Alucard there. He could tell I was looking into her mind. However, I could tell she wasn’t lying when she told me that. Do you have any clues what this Millennium could be?”[br]
“Actually, I might. Have you heard of the Iscariot organization?”[br]
“It’s a secret section of the Vatican who deal with the elimination of demonic entities and also heretics I believe.”[br]
“Yes, but there’s been some talk about something involving Millennium. I don’t know what it is over.”[br]
“So let me guess; I’m to go to Iscariot’s headquarters and speak with their leader.”[br]
“Exactly, now get to your plane and get to it,” the Director said right before he hung up. Legion let out a groan and headed to the airport, where a PIA personal jet was waiting for him to return. On his trip to Vatican City, he received a call from the Director. Apparently, he had set up a meeting with the leader of Iscariot, Enrico Maxwell.[br]
Legion arrived by motorcycle at an abandoned church: the meeting place. There was a car parked outside, which he assumed meant Enrico Maxwell was already here. He walked through the church to the priest’s office in the back, which was where Maxwell and Father Renaldo were.[br]
“So you’re the agent that the PIA sent? Death himself,” Maxwell said with a smug look on his face.[br]
“Yeah, I am,” said Legion as he sat at a chair in front of Maxwell.[br]
“So what is it you and your organization want?”[br]
“I want to know what you know about Millennium.”[br]
“Millennium,” Maxwell took a short pause and Legion closed his eyes. “Perhaps, I do and perhaps I don’t. If I do, what would you give in return? Or do you plan to do like all American’s and try to force your way onto others to get and achieve what you want? Actually it might…”[br]
“I’m done,” Legion interrupted as he got up slowly and approached the door in the room.[br]
“Ah, I’m sure your Director wouldn’t be pleased with you coming back without any info.”[br]
“That’s where your wrong,” Legion sound with a arrogant tone, as he turned to look at them with a smirk on his face.[br]
“What?!” Maxwell’s arrogant and calm demeanor changed to shock and disbelief.[br]
“Your mind is quite open. Perhaps you should learn to figure out a way people can’t probe into it. Adios,” said Legion as he left them behind in the room.[br]
“Heh, he thinks he’s smart,” Maxwell said with regained confidence, “but let’s see how he does against Anderson.”[br]
“Sir,” said Renaldo, “do you think it wise to attack him? This could start a war?”[br]
“We can’t afford for them to know this information and we can’t afford this mockery of our intellect. Plus, the United States wouldn’t dare to start a war against the Vatican.”[br]
Legion was almost out of the church, and was in the main area, when he noticed something different. First, the room was now completely illuminated by the light coming through all windows. Also, all around the area were several pieces of paper with words written on them, nailed to the walls and the entrance.[br]
“Is this a…” Legion started.[br]
“Aye, a barrier,” said a voice from behind him. Legion turned to see Anderson in front of a cross in the front of the room with a grin on his face as usual. Anderson had two of his bayonets out, one in each hand. “To keep demonic creatures like you out and so you can’t use any of your black arts.”[br]
“I should have expected a trap by lying Catholics.”[br]
“This coming from a demon, a creature that lies quite often.”[br]
“What about you? The Paladin: Father Alexander Anderson. A Father, who uses violence to get his means done, instead of the words of his trade.”[br]
“The Lord has given me the ability and power to destroy creatures like you.”[br]
“Well, we get to see if your so called Lord’s ability can save you.”[br]
Legion quickly drew both of his guns as Anderson charged for him. Legion fired at Anderson several times, knocking him back to the cross and spraying his blood onto the cross. Both Anderson and the cross fell to the ground.[br]
“Very brave of you to face me, even in the light, but what a fitting place for your death father.” Legion holstered his guns and looked back at the door. He could hear a car driving off on the other side; most likely Maxwell and Renaldo. “Now, how to get…” [br]
Several bayonets pierced through Legion’s chest. Black blood dripped to the floor from his wounds and his lips. Legion quickly turned around to see Anderson standing without a single wound on him.[br]
“I see,” Legion uttered as he gritted his teeth, “you’re a Regenerator: just a science freak.” Legion raised his arms to his sides, causing the bayonets to slide out of him and onto the ground.[br]
“This is the miracle that the Lord has given us to battle monsters like you,” Anderson said with a confident grin on his face.[br]
“I’m sure if I fill you with enough holes you’ll eventually stop.”[br]
Anderson charged at Legion raised his guns at him. Anderson was almost upon Legion when Legion emptied both of his guns into Anderson. Anderson quickly got back up again and charged for Legion again.[br]
“Damn it!” Legion said as he started to reload his guns. “Just stay down.”[br]
Anderson slashed and stabbed at Legion several times, but Legion was able to easily dodge his blows. Legion kicked Anderson up into the air. He emptied both of his guns into Anderson as he fell to the ground. He quickly reloaded his guns and emptied his new clips into Anderson, causing dust and debris to cover and hide Anderson. [br]
Legion knew that he was out of ammo and could only hope that Anderson was dead. He holstered his guns and tried to make out Anderson through the dust. A flurry of bayonets was thrown through the dust at Legion: piercing all over his body. Anderson’s laugh could be heard and his grin slowly appeared through the dust.[br]
“You’re out of bullets demon,” Anderson said as the dust cleared. “Time to go back to where you came from.” Legion started to laugh with confidence. “That’s right, laugh in your last moments.”[br]
“Tell me, can you see with blades in your eyes?” Legion asked with a grin back on his face.[br]
“What?!” With that said Legion quickly pulled out two bayonets and threw them at Anderson, impaling them into his eyes. Anderson let out a scream as he dropped the two bayonets he held in his hands. He slowly took out the blades and threw them to the ground.[br]
When Anderson’s eyes had healed, he saw that Legion was no longer there. However, there was a trail of blood and bayonets.[br]
“What a dumb demon,” Anderson said as he took out two bayonets and followed the trail. “There’s no place you can hide!”[br]
The trail went to a brightly lit room. Anderson went into the room and saw that no one was there. Suddenly, the door closed behind.[br]
“Gotcha!” Anderson yelled as he turned and impaled the man at the door. “Wh… what!?” The man that was there was himself. Legion’s laughter could be heard through the room.[br]
“Stupid priest,” Legion said. With that, the room transformed to what it really look liked: nothing but darkness. “I knew that trick would fool you.”[br]
Two blade like items appeared in the darkness and headed straight towards Anderson. The blades cut through his arms and disappeared. Legion appeared in front of him, with red eyes, his arms crossed, and, of course, a mocking grin.[br]
“It’s over priest,” Legion said with a cocky tone. “You lost.”[br]
“For now,” Anderson said as papers appeared from under his coat and started to circle around him. “Next time I will be prepared for your tricks.” With that, the papers hid him and they all disappeared.[br]
“That was some fun,” Legion said. Legion slowly walked through the church, to be relieved to find that the barrier was now gone as well. He walked outside and pulled out his cell phone, calling the Director.[br]
“How’d it go?” asked the Director.[br]
“There were some problems,” Legion said, “but nothing I couldn’t handle.”[br]
“What about the information?”[br]
“I got it.”[br]
“Good, I’ll be waiting for your report,” the Director said as he hung the phone up. Legion got on his motorcycle and headed back to the airport.[br]
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Author’s Commentary[br]

I must apologize if I didn’t get Anderson right in the way he speaks. This is both in his dialect which seems to be Scottish/Irish and even in the English mangas. However, I read scans for most of the manga because I can’t afford to constantly get new mangas or wait for the next one to come to the shores. While in the scans I have, he doesn’t really talk with an accent.[br]
Also, I’m not quite sure on how well Anderson’s regenerator power is. I know he is a improved regenerator, but if say someone threw bayonets into his eyes, I don’t have any idea how long that would take. So I just took a guess that it would take a little more than bullets, especially if we think back to Alucard’s guns in the anime. Usually, when they hit the target, if I remember correctly the bullets are explosive, they happen to cause a huge wound to appear. Even when he shot Seras, there was a big hole in her chest. And so, if that’s what usually happens to the person who gets shot, it makes me wonder why Anderson’s head wasn’t blown off the first time he and Alucard met. Who knows, maybe it’s part of being a regenerator.[br]
Next, as a note: Legion doesn’t have some 4^th dimension in which he can supply an unlimited amount of ammo into his gun, say unlike Alucard or Anderson with his blades. Seriously, I can’t be the only one who notices this and has some problems with it. I don’t mean it takes away from it, but it does make you sorta wonder if they do this intentionally, if they just don’t care, or if they don’t pay attention. Only time it’s completely understandable is if it’s a comedy, because, well, that’ll make sense. But who am I to complain.[br]
Oh well, at least you should know where we’re going next. That’s right, to see Millennium, well, after we go back home to PIA headquarters. Not sure how it’ll go, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out soon enough. And don’t worry, as I believe I stated in the beginning, this fanfic won’t mess with the cannon, it’ll go in the blank area where nothing is really described and no one will be killed, that appears in the cannon (the manga and OVA), before they are killed in the cannon. [br]
Also, I almost forgot to mention. If someone thinks it was some stupid plot twist that caused Legion to run out of ammo when he would most likely carry more ammo than that. Let’s think about the situation Legion walked into. He knew he would be meeting Maxwell, a human, who might have a bodyguard or two, which was Renaldo, also human. He knew that at worst, he would be possibly going against Anderson, who as far as he knew, was a plain average human, not some regenerator. So Legion carrying six extra clips (42 extra bullets), not counting those already in the gun, seems reasonable, if not over the top already considering it should only take one bullet to kill any normal human. So hopefully I’ve proven my point if anyone had problems.[br]
That’s about all I can think to talk about. So if you have any questions, comments, believe in ETs, or really anything, then email me at [url="mailto:SnakeYukin@gmail.com"]hyperlink[/url]. Later readers.[br]

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