Another New Enemy(5)

"Now let me begin my interrogation of you, but in this case, your blood will do the talking."

As Tubalcain whimpers in fear, Alucard opens his monstrous jaws and bites down his neck. Blood splatters as Alucard begins consuming his blood, and at the same time, his soul.

As soon as he begins to absorb his opponent's blood, he starts reading his memories deeper within his mind. Finally, he found a man that he and Walter both knew and an old enemy of theirs.

The Major.

All of a sudden, Tubalcain was enveloped in blue flames along with Alucard.

"Master!" Seras exclaimed anxiously as she tries to help her master, but was then stopped by Rodeo and Karl from approaching the burning Alucard, whose body is regenerating back to his original form, laughing and clapping his hands together as he drops Tubalcain's supinate body and was soon reduced to dust.

"Well, at least I dealt with the zombies before I came here." Heisenberg stated.

At the next moment, four dark aether portals suddenly appeared a few meters distant from the group, and out of them came a large number of Manglers.

"You. Will. Be. Terminated."

"You had to say it!"

Performing a fighting stance and readying their weapons, the group readied themselves to face the dark aether forces, not until Pip arrived at the rooftop in a helicopter.

"Hey guys! Get in!"

"Get to the Choppa!" Rodeo shouted.

Heeding their words, everyone rushes to the chopper and enters it as the Manglers start firing their shockwave cannons at the helicopter, however they entirely miss their shots when the helicopter flies off the roof and later leaves the city as the Manglers watch them flee and escape. One of the Manglers lets out an angered growl before entering back into the portal as it disappears.

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Inside the chopper, it was silence that pervaded inside, primarily from Rodeo and Alucard, who were both stared at the opposite direction without a word, as if they had a fight a while back.

This doesn't go unnoticed by Pip as he begins to ask.

"They've been quiet for five minutes now, did something happen?"

"They had a debate and disagreements on how we should approach the situation that was in front of us," Seras answered, casting a worried glance at the two, "And they are upset at each other."

While Karl Heisenberg continued to watch the two as they exchanged no words, avoided eye contact, and kept their distance from one another, he shrugged his shoulders, thinking that it might end soon, and glanced outside the chopper as it flew ahead into the new dawn.

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"I am zo zorry, Major, for zhe failure of zhe Dandy Man."

Within a dark and spacious room, two individuals, one of whom is slim and slender and the other is overweight, could be seen.

"Oh, give it a rest, herr Doctor. He was a Brazilian dog who died feeding a much bigger beast of valuable information."

"But Major, now zhat zhey know of our plans…"

"Ah, herr Doctor, but that 'iz' the plan~! Now that zhey know our plan, zhey will plan around our plan, and zo we zhall in turn plan around zhe plan zhat zhey are planning around our plan!"

"Your brilliance knows no bounds!"

"However, one major problem we have iz that... Cat, that magnetic fool, these bizarre yet unique individuals... might ruin my war." Major added, whose expressions were of a deep frown, his gaze were incredibly sharp, and the pen he held suddenly snapped into two, the person he called Doctor noticed it and knew he was angry.

"But it does not matter," he continued, "After learning how they operate and work, we have a very good idea on how to deal with them, thanks to our spy within hellsing ranks. Looks like things might just get more interesting with them... I can feel it." he said, with a menacing grin on his face in front of a large group of silhouettes hidden within the darkness.

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Since last night, the team has been staying in an abandoned house somewhere in Brazil. Pip and Seras had just arrived at the safehouse after getting some food from the shops early in the morning, but no luck in finding a plane or jet to get them back to England.

"No Karl, that won't work." Pip shook his head.

"Then we are out of options!"

"Well it's gonna take us a whole week to get back by boat." Seras stated.

"Private jet is out of the question, and... " Rodeo pauses as he points to Alucard's coffin, "We can't leave that behind."

"This coffin is my kingdom, it is where I was born and it is where I will die." Alucard said with a smile, but then sensed Rodeo's gaze and stared back at him.

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Karl noticed their behaviors and stated, "Seriously, you two are giving the same silent treatment after the incident yesterday."

Hearing Heisenberg's remarks, Rodeo and Alucard both turned their heads aside. The latter couldn't help but sigh before continuing.

"Well... at least we have no more problems."

At that precise moment, the door bursts open and Alexander Anderson, the Iscariot's Judas Priest, enters after brutally kicking the door open and starts approaching them.

"Oh no!" Pip and Seras both gasp.

Rodeo facepalmed, "Should've seen this coming."

Karl got up right away, saying, "Hey man, can you give us like five or ten minutes? We have a conversation her-"

But Anderson, not giving a damn, whacks Heisenberg and knocks him to the side before proceeding to punch Alucard in the face.

"Never mind! We're back in business!" Karl exclaimed joyfully as he got up to his feet and pulled out his hammer while Alucard drew his guns and Anderson did the same with his bayonets. Seras, meanwhile, swings her Hallconnen at Anderson's direction.

"I've got him!"

Rodeo winced, "I remember this scene."

Before Seras could aim her weapon, Anderson throws a bayonet and pins an official notice to the wall right next to Seras' head, causing her to become jittery and slump to the ground, passing out in shock.

"Oh great, and now she's triggered," Karl remarked, "Could be all day with it."

"That's not funny," Alucard said with narrowed eyes.

Rodeo looks at the paper attached to the bayonet, "Guys, it's for a jet." he states bluntly as he looks back at Seras, who is mumbling incomprehensibly.

"Aye. The good lord has handed down blessing to you filthy heathens as a sign of good will. A small private Vatican Jet." Anderson said as he picked up his broken glasses up off the floor. "Now, if you would be so very Christian-like to take the paper and ship your sorry pale arse out… before I kill you all."

Rodeo interrupted, "Wait! Father Anderson, should I talk to you for a minute?"

"...Ten minutes."

"Okay," Rodeo sighs in relief before glancing at Karl and the rest, "Take the paper. I'll catch up with the rest of you."

"Hold the fuck up, Rodeo! Are you going to be alone with that Catholic sociopath!?" Karl shouted, pointing at Anderson.

"Trust me, Karl. I'll be alright."

Karl grumbled, "Fine, if you get killed by that Papist then don't blame any of us." he said as he and the rest did as Rodeo said.

As soon as they had left from sight, Rodeo looked ahead to face Anderson, whose green eyes under his spectacles contrasted sharply with Rodeo's pink ones.

"So…" Anderson spoke out, the corner of his lips curling up into a smile, "What do you want to talk about, young man? You seem a little uneasy, standing in front of God's righteous knight that could kill you at any time he wants."

"Maybe I was, but… I like to make some confessions, Father Anderson.

Rodeo's words caused Anderson to raise an eyebrow, "Oh?"

"Even though you were like a person that kills monsters like me in cold-blood, you're still a priest, so… I like to have some confession to make."

There was a brief moment of silence in the room that followed, and Anderson couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a little curious about this strange individual.

"Fine," he accepted, pulling a chair behind him and sitting down without leaving his gaze on Rodeo, "Do as you wish, let me hear it out."

Seated in the opposite of Anderson, Rodeo initiated a conversation with Anderson where he and most of his friends are from, what he has been through, and what he has been feeling regarding recent developments. Alexander listened intently, responding to Rodeo's story with.

"Of all the monsters I have encountered and slain by my blade, you are by far the oddest one I've met," Anderson said, rubbing his chin and smiling in interest, "And dear lord, you've been through this much."

"Anderson... Do you think I'm doing anything right?"

"I'll be straight with ya. Judging by what you have done and been doing throughout your adventure, you're doing a great job at being good and taking out the evils that plague your world. However, I can conclude that you have to make more grown up type decisions rather than calculate the situation before making that decision."

"I feel like if I make a decision too early it's gonna mess things up and others things my way of handling things don't work."

"They do work, but you need to learn new things and use those new ways rather than fear them. You can't always stick to the old ways, you need to evolve further from your original self, then things will become better around you rather than worse."

"...I see. Thanks for allowing me to talk to you." Rodeo nodded in gratitude as he stood up from his seat and prepared to follow the rest of the group.

Before Rodeo could leave, Anderson added, "You're a great person and an honest one, Rodeo, but not everyone might like that character of yours, especially Millennium."

"Got it."

Then, as Anderson sees Rodeo leave the room, a fleeting smile breaks out over his face.

"You're a gifted one, child."

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The team had now boarded the jet that Anderson specified, and after settling in and sat down comfortably, they had the impression that the jet was now prepared to take off.

"Master, I think you should talk to Rodeo," Seras said to her master as she turned her attention to Rodeo's direction, "He's still... you know how he is feeling.

Casting a glance at Seras then into Rodeo, Alucard sighs and makes the decision to go along with it.

"Rodeo."

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Noticing him ignoring his words, Alucard repeated, "Rodeo."

"...Yes?" Rodeo finally answers.

"What I did... I know it's never going to leave your head, but can you forgive me for it?"

"I want to, but after that incident replaying in my head... I don't know. You had to do it, I get it, but I just wish there was an alternative. They didn't deserve it."

"...Then I'm sorry, that you had to see that."

"I'm also sorry... for punching you in the face."

Alucard smiled, "Apology accepted, so are we good?"

"A little bit."

"Good enough for me."

Witnessing the whole thing done, Seras lets out a small smile and pats Rodeo's shoulder, while Pip and Karl smirk and fist bump each other. Soon later, the jet finally takes off into the sky and heads back for England.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the two soldiers bearing the unique W symbol stood outside the airport runway, observing as the jet that Anderson had indicated and which Rodeo and the team were boarding flew into the skies from the shadows of a tree.

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"Forsaken, they have left." One of the soldiers reported.

[...I think it's time,] The Forsaken proclaimed telepathically in their minds, before declaring, [Tomorrow we start our plans, return to your world.]

As soon as he gave the order, the two soldiers followed his command and entered a dark aether gateway that had suddenly materialized behind them at the moment.

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Within a containment chamber in the Scp Universe, Scp-682, the immortal lizard whose level of hatred exceeds greater than any human scope was currently having a telepathic conversation with his father, the Scarlet King, through his mind, discussing a matter that might fundamentally alter the course of the foundation's history.

[You have an ally that can trust us?]

"Yes, and he's a good friend of mine. He'll be helpful in our plans. However, he's currently on a different site, but he'll be out once I leave this place."

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Inside a containment chamber in a different site, an outdated computer was seen laying on the desk. While it seemed like any ordinary computer at first, the screen suddenly lit up to show a black and white face.

This Scp is widely known among the Scps in the Euclid class and has a history of being frequently spoken with Scp-682. This was...

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SCP-079, also known as "The Old AI"

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[Free... Me.]

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In a massive military base located somewhere in the multiverse, the Forsaken in his human form can be seen silently watching his new allies' machines of war with the unique W symbol on them starting up.

Which W symbol? Well this.

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Additionally, the machines of war that were standing in the military base were...

The Guard Robots.

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Out of nowhere, a portal suddenly opens behind him and the same two soldiers earlier arrive as they watch the machines of war that were well-known as the Guard Robots standing in attention.

"Soon we will crush you to paste, Cat."

The Third Reich from the Wolfenstein universe is the Forsaken's new ally as well as the new enemy.

To Be Continued ➡