Voice: This is Hellsing. This is control.
Report your position Alucard.
Alucard: Oh, I’m sorry.
But I was just admiring the moon.
Voice: Buck up Alucard. We’re depending on you.
Alucard: I know, I’m sorry, it’s just the
moon was too beautiful …
Narration: In the English village of
Cheddar, 14 June, Wednesday.
A priest arrived at its church.
A very strange priest.
He rarely came out, even when it was day, staying
hidden in the dark chapel.
When he did come out, he would wear a
shroud, and even then, he would only leave the chapel on cloudy days or on
pitch dark nights.
It was almost as if he hated the sun.
The strange occurrences started a week
after his arrival.
The first incident concerned the
disappearance of a youth visiting from a neighbouring village.
That was only the beginning …
Within the next 10 days, 10 villagers had
already disappeared.
The villagers were terrified. They had never seen the likes of this
before.
One brave youth managed to escape to a
neighbouring village and raise the alarm to the police.
And then it was rumoured that they saw him
there one night, standing in the dark.
At first it was too dark to see properly, but
in the pale light of the moon, they saw it clearly at last … the priest had
blood dripping from his mouth.
Hoping to obtain answers from him, the
villagers and police rushed to the chapel.
Unfortunately, they could not have chosen a worse time to question him
for it was evening and night was nearing.
2 days later …
5 July, on the road towards Cheddar.
Police: We have waited a long time for you
Lord Hellsing, Sir Integra.
Integra: Where is the officer that called
me?
Police: This way please. We can hardly manage the situation.
Officer: You are Sir Integra? What is going on with this village?
Integra: Don’t worry. From now on, we’re taking over.
Officer: We’ve lost contact with the
officers we’ve sent in 3 hours ago. One
of our cameras caught sight of shadowy figures. What is going on?
Integra: It appears to be ghouls. The village must be full of them now.
Police: What’s going on? I don’t understand what you are implying.
Integra: Well, when the vampire’s victim is
not a virgin, he or she will become a ghoul.
Most vampires will not hesitate to raise an army of ghouls and control
them; so from the signs I would say there is definitely a vampire in the
village.
Officer: Ghouls? Vampires?
Integra: Yes [notes, don’t you love her
_expression]
Officer: How can this be possible? How do you expect me to believe you? What nonsense are you spouting?
Integra: This is the truth. It’s irrelevant whether you believe me as
your work has ended.
You are too low-ranking to have heard of me
and the work I do but it is no matter.
We are Hellsing, part of the Knights of the Round Table. We have fought monsters for close to a
hundred years.
In fact, our organization was set up for
this one purpose, to defend the Crown and the English church against all
monsters.
So now the vampire within the village is
our opponent. It is futile for you to
send in more men, be they police or soldiers, you’re merely sending the vampire
more fresh meat.
Male vampires prefer female virgins and
vice versa. It is only on obtaining a
virgin victim that they can propogate.
Those that are left are only fit to become ghouls, mindless slaves of
the vampire who bit them.
We must kill the master vampire so that the
ghouls will automatically collapse. And
that’s my job.
Police: How is this possible?
Integra: Our agent has already been
assigned to the case and is on his way to the village of Cheddar. He should be arriving within the hour.
Police: …
Officer: Who is this agent? Are you sure that he can handle this?
Integra: His name is Alucard. He is a professional, especially when it
comes to dealing with vampires.
Alucard: What a beautiful night. It is a night like this that makes you want
to drink blood. What a lovely and quiet
night …
Priest: Haha, it is useless for you to run.
[page 18]
It is equally futile for you to point your
gun at me. Vampires cannot be hurt by
guns such as this.
Your comrades are now my slaves, why don’t
you join them?
I only want loyal slaves. I have no interest in creating female
vampires who can think for themselves.
Besides in this day and age, a woman of your age would no longer be a virgin.
And so I’ll ravish you and drink your blood
before turning you into one of my mindless troops.
Seras: No, I don’t want to …
Alucard: Stay your hand.
Have you had enough yet?
It is shameful what you new generation have
degenerated to. What makes you
different from a common thug?
[page 21]
Priest: What do you want? Are you a lost bum?
Alucard: My name is Alucard. I am an agent of Hellsing, a professional
disposer of things such as you.
Priest: Professional? Professional disposer? What are you saying? What a joke!
Kill him.
Already dead my dear professional?
[page 24]
Alucard: Hahaha … guns are useless against
me, guns are useless against vampires are they not?
Normal guns are useless against me.
[page 27]
Priest: Who are you? Why are you a vampire helping humans?
Alucard: You new generation vampires are
such a troublesome bunch. You
fools. What are you trying to do? Do you think this is a game? I have my reasons for taking orders from
humans.
These bullets were made from the blessed
silver melted from a cross in the great cathedral. No vampire has taken one and survived to tell the tale.
[page 28]
So now, die.
Priest: Stop wait … don’t move.
She’s the last survivor, I’m sure you don’t
want her dead. I make no demands other
than you allow me to escape.
[page 29]
Alucard: Girl, tell me, are you still a
virgin?
Priest: What are you saying?
Alcuard: I’m asking you, are you a virgin,
answer me!
Priest: What? Damn you, don’t make any foolish moves now.
Alucard: Answer me!
Seras: Yes … yes … I am!
[page 30]
Priest: What?
[page 32]
Alucard: To shoot his heart, I had to shoot
you too. Unfortunately, you have
sustained a large wound and cannot hold up for long.
So now, what shall we do?
[page 33]
Police: He’s back …
Police 2: That’s Hellsing’s …
Integra: How was it Alucard?
Alucard: The main vampire is dead but there
are no survivors.
Integra: What? What about that girl?
Police: Isn’t that a survivor?
Seras: But I’m dead …
Integra: !!
What are you doing you pig head!
Alucard: I had no choice …
Seras: I’m sorry …
Integra: What the hell? There are no survivors?
Narration: Congratulations, although there
is hardly anything to be congratulated.
Translations were not done for profit so don’t you use them for profit either.
Translated by Kit (proof read by Alexander)