"State your business!" Integra shouted. "Self-introductions are unnecessary."

"Haha! Please don't be angry. I'm not here today to start a conflict." Enrico Maxwell held up his hand defensively with a chuckle.

"How am I to believe that!" Integra reacted loudly. "Iscariot violated countless treaties when it dispatched Father Anderson to Northern Ireland in an attempt to destroy Alucard. You have not only attacked my organization two of my soldiers. I was almost killed, too! Don't tell me that you weren't aware!"

Meanwhile,  Alucard was next to Seras.

"You smell different." He noted.

"It happens..." Seras looked away, reflecting on the conversation that she had had in private with Sir Integra before she had left to see you this morning.

"You're going to see that sister of yours, yes?" Integra asked as Seras pulled her coat on.

"I have to. She's having a fit and I don't want her to be thrown out. If I stopped showing up, I'm sure they would find some way to... rid themselves of her. She's an absolute handful." Seras shook her head. "Hearing stories of Master Alucard and I calms her down for some period of time... gives her something to dwell on..."

"Don't let him near her, Police Girl." Integra spoke as she took a drag on her thin cigar. "In fact, I would keep her a secret as long as you can. Keep him as a story."

"Why? That's my little sister. I would think he would keep her safe." Seras Victoria gave the stern woman a confused look. "If he met her, it would probably keep her occupied. I could get a break."

"Safe from ghouls, sure. Entertained, maybe. But just from the glance I caught of her, that's just his type. Innocent, fresh and let me guess; a stubborn attitude just like yours." She remarked. "I just looked at the picture in her file when you came to us."

"Hey!" She protested. "And she's... not that innocent... Obviously she's no match for him, but perhaps she wouldn't be his type."

"Don't let him near her." Integra insisted. "You'll never get her back."

But really, despite her push back, Seras was going to listen to Integra as the master of her master.

"So what?" Enrico Maxwell's voice drifted through the walls.

"What do you mean, 'so what?' What makes you think that you can step over our backs and up our stairs whenever tension ease?" Integra asked.

"I don't care if it's two English casualties or two million. We would never deal with your heretical ilk if it were not a direct order from the Vatican" His twisted words sneered out. "So I suggest that you shut up and listen! You ignorant heathen sow!"

Alucard disappeared suddenly, leaving Seras alone to be concerned.

"Sow?" He asked the group as the proclaimed King of the Vampires appeared. "As one would expect - the infantile Iscariots. Your whining can be heard from miles away. Oppressors of men, makers of the False Peace, Betrayers of the Law, slaughterers of all whom oppose... it's always the same. Rome has changed little in two millennia."

"The Nosferatu Alucard." The commander noted. "Hellsing's trash disposal! The Ace of Death! This is the first I've seen you in person. Good afternoon, Mr. Alucard"

"Good afternoon to you as well, Maxwell. Requiescat in Pace." But the pleasantries were quickly over as he brandished his gun. "How dare you... call my master a swine! Don't think you'll be leaving England alive. For I shall kill you, bastard!"

"Oh, I'm paralysed in fright. I'm afraid that we can't be talking business anymore. For the last time; if these weren't direly important matters, we wouldn't be here. But, if you wish, we shall say good-bye! At attention!" And with a snap a familiar face appeared.

It was the priest, Anderson.