Chaotic Evil Part 1. Death and Rebirth By the Jester of Doom
Disclaimer: all characters used in this story belong to their really respective authors but for now I have stolen them, I'm a kleptomaniac and damn proud of it.
Genma checked the man at the counter, good he wasn't looking. The boy wasn't looking either, this would be too easy. He would only need a cheap trick to get what he wanted this time. he smirked a little at his own genius. He could get the knowledge needed to finish the boys training and all he had to do was steal a pamphlet that nobody would notice was missing.
Genma picked up the guide to Chinese training grounds and the copy behind it and made a quick movement to flick the second one down his sleeve. He continued to look over the manual in his hand before placing it back on the rack it was on. He had what he needed and no one would know the difference.
"Come on boy, we can't be wasting our time shopping." Genma called to his son who was looking through the stores foodstuffs.
"Huh, ya said we were getting supplies pop." Ranma said knowing that the promise of food had been too good to be true. All Genma seemed to think was necessary were rice and sake. Well he guessed it might have been because he always seemed to get free food from people, he would just talk to them for a while get food and they would leave. It was surprising how generous they all were.
"Your going soft boy!" Genma taunted his son. "True martial artists live off the land!" Genma decided he needed to get them out of there fast, the boy had a habit of questioning him lately and he was sure the next question was going to be why the came into the store in the first place, something the owner would also want to know he was sure. "Well if your so worried about food than how about this; a race to the camp winner gets the others dinner."
"Your on old man, hope ya like bein' hungry." Then Genma took off and Ranma followed right behind him. the owner of the store had a sinking suspicion he had been robbed but he had watched the boy the whole time and the old man had only been in reach of the travel booklets and they were only about 50 yen each, he was sure the boy hadn't taken anything so he just shrugged off the feeling, after all who would go through the trouble to rob him of something worth 50 yen?
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Genma sat to the side of the fire looking at the booklet in his hands while his son slept. His stomach more full than usual after having won his bet with his son. A simple hit to the back of the head while Ranma was passing him and he received double his usual portion of food. He thought hard over the problem at hand.
The guide he had stolen hadn't been so much a training manual for China as…well… a tour guide for England. He thought over the material contained in the brochure. He could possibly train the boy there anyway, according to this he had already come up with one of the perfect training techniques for Anything Goes as well as several other possible ways to train him there.
Yes it could work, he might just be able to finish their journey with this, and then he could relax in the lap of luxury for the rest of his life, courtesy of Ranma's hard work of course.
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They looked out over the valley to the right of them; hundreds of pools with bamboo rods sticking from them filled it. Both stopped for a moment to look at the surreal landscape. "Hey pops any clue where we are?"
"Stop talking and get back to studying boy!" Genma grumbled as he started off to the west again.
"Why the heck do I have ta learn English anyway?" complained Ranma. It wasn't part of the art so he had no clue why his old man had suddenly made him start learning it. However he didn't mind learning it, sure it wasn't fun but at least he would know what everyone was saying when they got to England.
Genma slammed his fist down on Ranma's head. "I said get back to studying boy! If your gonna talk, speak English!" then Genma proceeded to start jogging off toward a distant village in hope of stealing…finding free food.
Ranma lowly grumbled that his father was fat, lazy, and stupid in English as he set off with his father doing a light jog while reading an English textbook.
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AN: Everything unless otherwise mentioned is in English from here on
"That's got to be the stupidest reason to walk to England ya could've possibly come up with old man!" Ranma angrily yelled at his father who had just explained. Before him there was a man standing at attention and wearing a red and black uniform and a ridiculously large furry hat. The reason for his anger was that he had just walked to England from Japan only to insult the man in front of him.
"What are you talking about boy? If you can perfect your insults and taunts enough to anger these men than you will have an unbeatable attack. With this training you will be able to topple even the most skilled fighters without a single punch." How could his ungrateful son not understand his genius? The Anything Goes style meant using any way to win so naturally making your opponents too angry to fight would be the perfect technique. And who better to train on than someone trained to ignore all insults no matter how devastating?
"It's still the stupidest thing I ever heard!" he found the idea itself sound but dragging him here just for it was just plain moronic. He understood the power of insults due to his training, and he understood that the guards here were supposed to be the best at taking insults, hell this was at least a more effective training idea than having him stop at supposedly legendary training grounds that Genma had found on the way and simply practice the same old stuff against his old man, but couldn't he have just insulted somebody back in Japan? It all just seemed like a big waste of time. Then he sighed when he remembered he had absolutely nothing else to do and agreed to do the training "But since ya dragged me here anyway I guess I'll try it."
For several hours Ranma verbally attacked the guard, receiving mocking advice from Genma occasionally. He had also gathered a small crowd, and recently caused one or two of his audience with weaker constitutions to faint from his rapidly improving vocal abilities. The guard however was completely unmoved by the display, he didn't so much as flinch to the vilest things that had ever been said to him.
After a change in guards Ranma continued his verbal beating on his new target. He had become very skilled from all of this really, he was actually surprised that for once one of his pops ideas had worked out this well and he hadn't even been brutally attacked yet. Genma himself was surprised at how well Ranma was doing; he even was having trouble stomaching some of what Ranma was now throwing at the guard. He looked up as Ranma suddenly stopped what he was doing and was looking down the street to his left.
"Hey pop, that guy look familiar to you?" he asked pointing to a rapidly approaching man with anger clearly showing on his face. For some reason Ranma had the oddest felling he should know the man he was looking at.
Genma looked where his son indicated and saw people stepping out of the way of a man who was charging straight toward them. "Yes he does look a bit familiar." Genma thought a moment more before he realized who it was. "Well son I just remembered I have to go look into other training for you." He said before he suddenly ran off.
Ranma sighed and wondered who the old man could have pissed off now. He looked more closely at the man who was now much closer, Ranma knew he should know that face; maybe it was just different hair or clothing that was confusing him. He continued to wonder until the man reached him and took a swing at his head. Realizing the man was after him not Genma he quickly remembered the only person he had pissed off here in London, he just didn't look the same without the uniform and big furry hat.
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"So you can really make me the strongest fighter alive?" Ranma asked the man who had led him into the room he was now in, a back room in an old abandoned building. His pop had found this guy in some bar and after mentioning his journey and, while more than a little drunk, was easily convinced that this man could make anyone into an unbeatable fighter.
The man in question had skin of a very unnatural shade of grey, black hair, and a face that set new boundaries to the word ugly. For some reason Ranma couldn't understand he got the creeps just looking at him, normally the only thing that creeped him out was cats. The demonic looking man ignored Ranma's question as he walked toward the chair Ranma was seated in.
"This ain't got nothin' to do with c-c-c-cats right? If it does I'm leaving now. Ain't no way I'm repeating the neko-ken." Ranma asked a bit worried that his uneasiness might be due to some unseen cats.
The man ignored him as he reached the side of his chair. With total disregard for Ranma's willingness he grabbed Ranma's head by the hair and pulled it up and sideways. Ranma allowed him to continue but clenched his muscles in preparation for anything, but for the moment as long as he didn't pull fish sausages out Ranma was sure he would be fine with the training. Suddenly he felt something stick his neck. While it was actually the man who had bitten him Ranma, still worrying about cats, let his imagination run away with him. Whatever had sunk its teeth into his flesh had fangs that hurt like hell, like a cat. Whatever it was now made his flesh crawl with fear, like a cat.
Ranma quickly pushed the man away from him with a force that would have incapacitated if not killed most people while jumping straight up and clinging to the ceiling where he quickly surveyed the room for the feline fiend who had attacked. A part of his mind idly noted that somehow the man he had pushed had not been thrown back but simply forced to take a step back due to the force of his blow, but it didn't really matter to him in this fear induced state. He quickly finished searching the room and upon finding nothing calmed down enough to hear the man he had hit talking in a deep voice that sounded somewhat like rocks in a blender.
"What the hell are you?" the man on the floor asked the boy as he dropped back to the floor cautiously. He placed his hand behind his back and on the handle of his gun incase this proved troublesome, that punch had hurt, he could take it of course but it still hurt!
"Wadda ya mean what am I? I'm a martial artist; why else would I be here? I gotta say I'm impressed ya took that hit so well, I'd love to see how ya did that without bein ready."
"Huh, that lie wont work on me! I'm not stupid enough to think a human could actually be that strong! Your gonna regret trying to attack me!" stepping back a few feet he drew his gun from his belt and quickly fired at Ranma's head.
Ranma barely was able to avoid the shot which skimmed his cheek as he dodged to the side. That was a serious threat. Ranma knew his limits pretty well and he was sure even he wasn't bullet proof, hell he doubted even that though kid from his junior high school could take a bullet without serious injury. Normally in a misunderstanding he would just let the people work out their anger attacking him but with his opponent armed he had no choice but to stop this as fast as he could.
With a sudden burst of speed the young martial artist managed to avoid the next shot at him and close the distance between him and his assailant in less than a second. He grabbed the gun in the mans hand and attempted to throw it out of his grip but the man's grip was better than what Ranma had expected so the man was caught off guard and sent flying through the air and into the back wall of the building with gun still in hand. The man fell to the floor but quickly recovered and once again took aim at Ranma.
Once again Ranma quickly dodged another two bullets as he sprinted towards the man. He was now fairly sure of the other man's strength and guessed that a hard shoulder-slam into the wall behind him at the speed he was moving would knock him out or at least disarm him. As he slammed into the man though the only effect was causing a large hole to be formed in the wall as they both went through it. Once Ranma had extracted himself from the rubble from the now collapsed wall he saw his opponent was slightly stunned by the attack but still conscious and still moving.
Trying to disarm his opponent while he was off guard Ranma ran toward the man who was laying on his back on the ground. However while reaching to grab the gun still in the man's hand the man seemed to realize how close he was to being disarmed and fired in desperation. "AARGH!" Ranma yelled in pain as he was caught in his still extended left arm. He only had a moment to stop and grab his arm where the bullet had entered before he had to dodge the last shot that the gun held which despite his reflexes still took out a small chunk of flesh on the left side of his torso.
Everyone has their limits and for a certain Saotome being shot was most definitely crossing the boundary between friendly battle and an actual attempt to harm or kill. He had hoped that he could stop the fight peacefully after disarming the man but now it was a serious fight even without the gun involved. Ranma reoriented himself toward his enemy and took up a stance more suited for kicks than punches now that his left arm was injured.
His opponent noticing how his arm was still bleeding and showing no signs of healing sneered at him. "Hah, you thought you could take me on when you're so weak it takes time for your wounds to heal? I'll rip you apart with my bare hands without even breaking a sweat!" feeling that this would be an easy fight the demonic man charged forward and committed himself to a punch at Ranma's head. Ranma easily jumped over the man's attack then used his head as a springboard to triangle jump off a nearby wall and onto the roof of the building he had just busted out of.
Ranma took a second to look down and wait for pursuit. However he was surprised to see the man attempt a triangle jump to follow him only to fall back down to the ground. It seemed his opponent wasn't skilled at fighting he was probably just as good as a common brawler but with more strength and endurance to back it up. He was abruptly cut off from his thoughts as his opponent surprisingly dug his fingers and feet into the stone wall of the building and scaled the wall. He quickly looked at his surroundings and decided the roof would not be a good place to fight, too much clutter up there, what he really needed was a good open street to fight in. noticing his opponent had reached the roof Ranma hopped back covering fifteen feet and then jumped onto a nearby roof to the west, away from the setting sun, hoping to lead his attacker to a nice empty piece of road. After only a minute of searching and being followed he found an intersection with no cars in the immediate area and jumped down, startling the people who saw him.
Soon after he reached the ground his opponent landed right where he had been standing a moment before, he had obviously hopped he could crush Ranma when he landed. Ranma had simply taken a step backwards and now had a shot at his unprotected back. Ranma quickly rained down punches faster than anyone should have been able to with only one arm then delivered a strong kick to the side of the torso which caused the victim of the assault to fall on his other side.
Rolling after having hit the ground the as of yet unnamed man came back up to his feet and tried to retaliate with a punch to the chest that should have killed most mortals which Ranma was able to block but was still sent flying back into a wall. As he shook off the effects of the attack, he was just a little stunned at how hard he had been hit and his arm had burnt with pain from it being slammed into the building when he flew back.
At seeing Ranma be thrown into the stone wall so hard he actually cracked it the people watching had good enough sense to leave instead of watching the fight. However as most people began to leave one individual showed up particularly because of this fight. On the top of a roof overlooking the intersection a pair of orange glasses quickly phased into being and were shortly followed by a man in a red coat who was smiling evilly down at the scene in front of him.
He had been sent in alone after reports of two men with super human abilities fighting in public; obviously the institute could not send troops into the public streets to deal with the problem so he alone had been sent. He watched as the more human looking of the two leapt and delivered a devastating kick to the head of the one that looked more true to his vampiric nature. He gave off a slight sigh; both of them were low level and would give him no challenge.
Not caring for how easy finishing them would be but obeying his masters orders to stop them immediately he quickly let two bullets fly. Both combatants turned toward the source of the noise and the more human one tried to dodge the shot but was hit in the stomach, his opponent was hit in the chest directly through the heart. The more demonic of the two quickly turned to dust while the other simply fell to the ground with a large hole in his abdomen produced by the 13mm exploding bullet.
As a few seconds passed the gunman became steadily more sure that he had just killed a vampire and mortally wounded a human. It was true he was hitting harder and taking more damage than a human should have been able to but it was only enough to qualify him as a low level vampire, not enough to withstand a exploding blessed bullet. If he had been a higher level than he would have at least started to heal after a few seconds but was still downed. More importantly though now that he felt for it he could sense no blood on the boys hands despite his obvious strength. Intrigued by the boy dieing in the street he disappeared and reappeared next to him.
Ranma was tying to understand a new level of pain, the bullet from earlier had hurt but whatever had just hit him had been like a condensed teaching of the cat-fist. He knew that he was going to die, nobody could have lived through that, but even with his knowledge of this he fought to try to drag himself toward a building with a phone in it, he knew he couldn't walk he couldn't feel his legs and knew that his spine had just been utterly destroyed. He was on his stomach pulling his way up the curb with his right arm when his head, which was held down teeth clenched in pain, suddenly bumped into he hadn't seen there a moment ago. He turned up his head to see a man in a red coat bending down towards him with amusement clearly showing on his face.
Before Ranma had a chance to ask for help the man over him had started talking. "You might be strong for a human but you won't live through that." He stated simply. "But if you don't want to die you can become like me." He had been wanting a student lately, bothering humans is only so amusing, and this boy seemed like he would make an excellent nightwalker.
For Ranma it was a very easy choice, his vision was blurring and he was about to die anyway so he couldn't be any worse off due to whatever the man tried. Not trusting himself to be able to speak he simply nodded his head in acceptance. As soon as he had done this he felt himself lifted up and his neck being stretched out. This time as the fangs broke his flesh he didn't have the energy to panic and try to escape. As the world finally swirled out of view due to blood loss he felt a coldness flooding his body like all his body-heat had left him. For a moment he thought that it must be like this to die but had to abruptly stop that line of thought as unconsciousness washed over him.
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When Ranma woke again he found himself being carried through the corridors of a large building. He did a quick check of his body to find that the hole in his stomach was gone, he was almost exactly like his old self, he however was now very cold and though he had not noticed it now sported an impressive set of fangs. "Ugh, how am I still alive?" he asked the man.
The man seeing that the boy he carried was now awake and totally healed set him down and answered his questions with a smirk appearing on his face. "You aren't. Vampires are the undead." he then proceeded down the hall.
Ranma took a moment to process that. He had very little understanding of magic, monsters, and the super natural but he new a small bit about vampires, he had always just thought they were myths like curses, phoenix, dragons, and magical princes. But despite his best efforts at thought he could only think of supernatural forces being able to heal him like this. After all he knew he shouldn't be alive now… well he wasn't but he shouldn't be moving at least.
Ranma saw the man turn through a doorway down the hall and quickly hurried after him. Upon entering the room behind him he immediately asked "Wait a minute how the heck did ya make me a vampire?" as he finished speaking he noticed a blonde-haired woman sitting behind a large desk, smoking a small cigar whose eyebrows suddenly drew up questioningly.
"Yes Alucard, how exactly did this boy become a vampire?" the woman behind the desk directed a withering glare at Alucard.
Completely unfazed by her look, and in fact smirking he replied "I'm surprised; I would have at least thought you would know how humans are turned Master."
"Hilarious," she stated while still holding her glare in place. "Now is there a reason you would like to mention before I have Walter pull out your fangs?"
"My, aren't we cranky today? You humans are always losing your temper so easily if you get too little sleep."
"Alucard!"
"Very well, if you must know after you sent me after your two vampires I eliminated the both of them and then discovered he was human. You're always preaching about saving lives so I turned him instead."
"And how could you have just mistaken him for a vampire?" she asked determined not to let him pin this on her.
"Well you humans don't generally survive being thrown into rock walls so hard they crack without a scratch on them. If you really don't want it to happen again you could always release me so I don't have to lift the seal for even my most basic abilities." At the last part his smirk grew to proportions that would put a certain Cheshire Cat to shame.
She decided to ignore him and instead question the boy, god knows this was probably a great joke to him; who did he think he was talking to, she would never believe someone could take a hit that cracked a stone wall. "Do you remember what happened?" she asked having turned to him and let a little of her harsh look subside.
Ranma who hadn't understood the whole conversation simply recounted everything that had occurred. "… and then out of nowhere some asshole shoots the two of us."
"That would be Alucard." Supplied the woman, who was only slightly more inclined to believe Ranma after hearing the story he just told than to believe Alucard.
Ranma turned on the man who he had thought had only saved him. "Ya mean you're the jackass who did that! What the hell'd I do to deserve being shot!"
Alucard shrugged "you seemed to be a vampire."
"What kind of excuse is that!" Ranma yelled exasperatedly.
Seeing that he didn't know the dangers of vampires the woman decided it best to educate him on them a little. "Well…I don't believe you introduced yourself yet."
"Oh…sorry about that, I'm Ranma, Ranma Saotome."
"Well Ranma I'm Sir Integral Wingates Hellsing. The reason behind your attack is that vampires are a threat to the living. They are evil demons with reason and logic that drink the blood of those helpless to stop them, killing them in the process. Over a decade ago my ancestors formed the Hellsing Institute to help eliminate the vampire threat."
Ranma turned on Alucard again. "You turned me into an evil bloodsucking demon!"
Alucard simply started smirking again so Integral answered for him. "He didn't change your personality so as long as you were not evil before you are not now, however you will require blood to drink if you want to remain healthy. If you are willing to aid us in our cause and hold back your instincts to suck people's blood we will supply you with medical blood."
"So unless I work here I have to suck people's blood and if I work here I have to kill vampires… ether way I have to kill. Isn't there some way I can just stop the vampires if I work for ya or somethin', not kill them?" Ranma asked desperately not wanting to have to kill anything.
Integral shook her head slowly. She was actually a bit surprised most people were all for killing demons and saving people not trying to save both. "The vampires we hunt kill by choice, not by need. The only way to protect innocent people from them is to destroy them."
Ranma struggled with the idea, it was what he had been taught, martial artists save innocents and destroy demons, but he just couldn't accept the idea of killing not even demons. "You're sure there ain't some way?"
"Yes. I can tell it's hard for you to accept this but its ether allows a few killers or hundreds of innocents to live."
The decision was already made in Ranma's mind but he still had a little trouble coping with it; he would protect the helpless, allowing harm to befall them was out of the question and ignoring the problem would only allow the evil vampires to have free reign. "Then I guess I have no choice, on my honor as a martial artist I'll protect the helpless and help you destroy the vampires."
"Welcome to Hellsing Ranma. For now go with Alucard to get something to eat, by morning a room will be ready for you. Alucard make sure you tell him what he needs to know about vampires for the time being, make sure he won't go and accidentally kill himself. I'll continue this with you later Alucard."
"As you command master." Alucard responded smiling widely as he turned around and began to leave with Ranma following behind him.
"What'd she mean so I don't go and accidentally kill myself?" he couldn't help but ask as he wandered down the halls with Alucard leading him.
"Just don't touch anything silver, blessed, or any garlic or go out into the sun for long and you should be fine unless someone tries to kill you. For now until you gain some power just you're almost as weak as a human but those are the easy killers of the freshly turned."
"Well that's kind of creepy I was planning on eating some garlic pasta for dinner tonight." Ranma said shivering slightly. Alucard chuckled and whished he hadn't told him, watching him try to eat it would have been probably been as amusing as scaring the rookies.
By this time they had reached a door in the basement which Alucard opened to reveal a large storage room with a horizontal fridge against the nearest wall and shelves full of boxes filling the rest of the room. "Well from now on you won't be eating food, you'll have this instead." He said as he opened the fridge to reveal rows of plastic packs filled with medical blood. He picked one up and tossed it to Ranma then took one for himself, bit off the top of the straw like tube at the top, and started to drink.
Ranma looked at the pack for a second but quickly dismissed any thoughts that drinking it would be wrong, after all he was hungry and this is what he was supposed to eat, and it wasn't like anyone was killed to get it so it was a bit like drinking milk. Ranma copied Alucard in biting off the top and started drinking it. He was a bit surprised by the taste, it was nothing like his own blood he had tasted while training with his pop, actually it tasted pretty good, the taste was mot like anything he'd tasted before though, and that's saying something for someone who ate as much as Ranma did. After finishing he placed the empty pack in a small hazardous-material container which Alucard had already dropped his into. He was surprised at just how filling a little pack like that could be, he was actually not even a little hungry anymore.
Soon after Ranma had finished Alucard turned to the far wall. "I'll see you tomorrow night about your training." Before Ranma could ask him what training he abruptly walked out of the room through the wall. In most cases that was a very impressive trick to someone the first time around and Ranma was no exception. Even knowing Alucard was a vampire he couldn't help but be stunned for a few minutes. Wanting to try it himself Ranma walked to the wall and tried to push himself through it but it remained solid as the rocks it was made of. He decided that he would have to ask about that tomorrow.
He sat down to consider what he was going to do now, somehow he couldn't help but think pop wouldn't like the idea of him having to stay in England but its not like he was willing to travel if it meant drinking peoples blood. He spent the next several hours trying to come up with reasons to stay his old man would listen to but the best he could think of was if he became a stronger vampire he would be unbeatable but he couldn't help but think that excuse would only last for a month or two.
His thoughts were ended as a man with black pants and vest over a long-sleeved white shirt and a monocle over his left eye entered the room. "Mr. Saotome, I'm Walter. Your room has been prepared. If you will, follow me." He then turned and walked out with Ranma following behind him. "Lady Integral has told me to take good care of you." He said as he led Ranma through the passages of the basement.
"Sorry you had to go to the trouble of preparing a room for me."
Walter opened the door of a room "It was no trouble at all. I hope it suits your needs, it should not receive any light and when you want to sleep during the day just press the button on the bed and its hood lowers."
Ranma stepped in and looked over the room, blank rock walls, a table and chair, a nightstand with a phone on it, a small bathroom attached and a large bed. What was in it though wasn't what was important, although his own bed was something he had always wanted, what was important is he actually had his own room. He definitely liked the idea of having a room. "It's great Walter thanks."
"I suggest you get to sleep it will be dawn soon."
"Ok, thanks again goodnight…err…I guess I mean good day." Ranma said well hopping onto the bed and hitting the button to lower the hood.
"Good day Mr. Saotome." Said Walter before turning and leaving the room tuning out the light and closing the door behind him.
Ranma was asleep in minutes. During the night he dreamt of everything that had happened to him in his life up until the present.
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#Wake up.# came a voice that disrupted his sleep.
"Another five minutes Pop." Ranma mumbled while still dreaming
#Wake up!# came the voice again with less patience.
"It's too early Pop"
#WAKE UP!# yelled the voice.
Ranma bolted upright in surprise only to bang his head on the hood which was still down. "Ite…wadda you do that for?" he asked while hitting the button to raise the hood and holding his head.
The only response to his question was the sound of chuckling in his head. #Oh man I hit my head so hard I'm hearing things.# Ranma thought to himself and the chuckling increased for a moment before the voice spoke to him again.
#Yes it must have been pretty hard if it made you hear voices before you even hit it.#
#Alucard is that you? Are you able to read my mind or something?# then Ranma remembered he had dreamed of his entire life while he was asleep, far too long and vivid to be normal. #Have you been messing with my head?# he accused the voice.
#Of course it's me, how many humans can do this, and yes I can read minds, you might be able to learn how in a few months as well. Now hurry up and get to the firing range, I'll tell you the way as you go.#
Ranma grumbled as he got up and followed the directions, completely forgetting that his third question was left unanswered.
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Ranma entered the firing range to see it empty save for Alucard, who was leaning against the wall looking bored. "So why'd ya want me ta come here?" Ranma asked surveying the room. There were metal cabinets lining the wall that stretched out in front of him, a counter running till the far wall parallel to the cabinets and broken into many pieces by small dividing walls, and back on the other side of the counter were hanging targets.
"My master wants you trained in proper weapon use." Alucard said as he straightened and opened the cabinet he had been leaning on. Reaching in he pulled out a Desert Eagle and threw it to Ranma who easily caught it and several magazines that he threw after it.
Ranma stood there for a moment not sure of what to do now. Alucard upon reading his thoughts sighed, he had never had to teach anything before, his only other student had simply been left to learn everything on his own, that's probably why he had been destroyed so easily too. In addition to never having to teach he had always ether learned through trial and error or with his vampire abilities simply done what came naturally.
"Well get to it. Just slide a magazine in the handle, release the safety, point at the target and pull the trigger." Ranma walked over to the counter and slid in the magazine and spent a minute looking for the safety. "It's the lever on the side." Supplied Alucard after sensing his uncertainty. Ranma released the safety took aim with the gun in his right hand, fired, and abruptly found himself on his back.
"Oh yes, and brace yourself." Alucard said smiling widely.
"Ya know ya could have told me that before hand." Ranma muttered as he got back up and tried again but while exerting a bit of his strength to hold himself steady. This time he was able to hit the target near the middle and Alucard once again offered a bit of advice. "Only aim for the heart. That is the weakest part of vampires and there ghouls."
"Wait a minute. Ghouls? Like ghosts?"
"No, they are the impure victims of the vampires who feed on the flesh of the living. They are nothing to worry about, they are mindless and easy to kill." Alucard sensed his apprehension toward killing and continued. "It's best to kill them quickly and minimize their pain, they can't be returned to human form and they don't desire to be ghouls."
Ranma was still reluctant to kill them but if he needed to do it to save people he would do what he could. He nodded to Alucard. Alucard motioned him to get back to practice which he did. Alucard couldn't wait until this practice was finally over, he didn't give Ranma a second life just to teach him things, as soon as he was done the real fun could begin.
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Ranma trudged into the bathroom as morning quickly approached. He had spent hours using his new Desert Eagle, learning how to keep it in top condition, and learning the different types of ammunition it used. Walter was the one who had instructed him in the last two and gave him a holster and some silver ammo and told him to always keep it on him while Alucard had gone off somewhere. After which he and Alucard had their packets of blood and Alucard had suggested that he take proper care of his fangs even though he was dead and given him a new brush and tube of toothpaste. So now he was headed to brush his fangs before heading of to sleep.
He walked into the bathroom past several men in Hellsing uniforms who watched him curiously as he passed. It bothered him a bit about how much people had been staring at him. After they had come back from a mission that night everyone he encountered had stared at him and kept their distance. When he had asked Alucard he had been told that Integral had made his new condition known to everyone so nobody would become surprised and try to kill him.
After reaching the sink he prepared his brush and didn't notice the ceiling above him darken suddenly and a pair of eyes appeared in the darkness. Ranma brought the brush to his mouth idly noting the sent as he started to brush his teeth. It took about two seconds after he placed the scent before he felt a strange tingle and placed the scent…garlic. The tingling sensation quickly turned to a burning causing Ranma to scream out in pain as the garlic ate away at his gums.
The scene in the bathroom quickly became one of chaos as Ranma while madly running around the room screaming in pain and frothing at the mouth due to the garlic bubbling on contact with him and Alucard who was now sticking out of the ceiling upside-down laughing his head off in a tone that caused everyone who heard it to shiver in fear quickly caused a panic among the unarmed men in the bathroom.
Despite the fact he would never hear the end of this from his master Alucard couldn't help but feel it was worth it. The first prank on his student and he even managed to cause a panic among the humans. He looked back down at his student who was busy ripping a sink off the wall in his desperation to rinse his mouth out. He had definitely made the right choice to get a student he knew, or at least guessed, would be able to live through his pranks.
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Two days later Ranma had finally re-grown his gums and fangs, his healing slowed due to the injury coming from garlic, and Alucard was allowed to have blood again. Alucard's punishment had been fasting until Ranma was healed. Ranma hadn't seen Alucard since he had tried to attack him, only to end up smashing a rather large hole in the wall, which had earned him a long scolding about learning to control his strength from Integral. So now he was receiving coaching on his abilities from Alucard telepathically.
Currently he was working on phasing through solid objects in one of the corridors of the mansion, which Ranma had taken a sudden interest in. #It's not hard, just walk through the wall.# said Alucard growing more annoyed that it was so hard to describe the process of using his abilities to the new vampire.
Ranma was growing annoyed too, even his pop taught techniques better than Alucard. #I tried that, there has to be something else to it than that.#
#Just try it again.#
#Fine# Ranma sighed as he pushed on the wall in front of him slightly. Alucard watched with his extra senses and could see Ranma simply couldn't understand how to uses his powers yet, he had the power to do something simple like this but he had yet to be able to access it. While watching with his extra senses he saw something down at the end of the hall and couldn't help but smirk, it was perfect.
#Well now I see the problem. I want you to run at the wall at the end of the corridor while doing exactly what you just did.# Alucard said having to stifle a laugh as Ranma prepared to sprint down the hall.
Ranma took off and one explosion of a rock wall later found himself in a white room he hadn't been in before. Survey the room he was surprised to see Integral lying in a bath looking at him with surprise clearly showing on her face. Ranma expecting the worst quickly tried to talk his way out of the situation. "This isn't what you think! I didn't mean…" he was suddenly cut off as integral yelled for assistance.
"WALTER!"
Walter quickly entered through the door to Integral's quarters with a towel in his hands. Upon seeing Ranma and, the large hole in the wall, and rubble littering the room he quickly gave the towel to integral and stepped in between her and Ranma. "Don't worry sir I'll take care of the problem quickly." He said as he pulled several pieces of razor sharp wire from his pocket.
Ranma began to nervously edge away at the sight of the wires. When Walter flicked the wires he only dodged them by inches. After that Ranma decided it would be best to make a run for it and took off down the corridor he had just come from. Walter quickly followed after him, running at his top speed and throwing his wires at a franticly dodging Ranma's back.
For Alucard seeing Ranma bowling over the officers who had come to investigate the noise while running away from Walter's cables, and Integral who had now recovered her pistol and was trying to pick him off from the distance was too much and he fell from where he had been hidden near the ceiling and rolled on the floor in laughter.
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Fifteen days had gone by and Integral still wasn't talking to Ranma, he was better of than Alucard though. He was talking to Walter daily about vampires and what abilities and weaknesses he should have but other than that he was left to practice by himself. The current state of affairs was for anyone who saw Alucard to shoot on sight, she knew it wouldn't kill him but it hurt at least. So far though nobody had seen him, he went on missions when commanded but he stayed hidden even while exterminating other vampires. He had however caused continuous trouble to Walter and Integral since she issued the command to attack him.
Ranma had spent the first five days training by himself to become more used to his new speed and strength. His endurance, speed, and strength had all doubled and he wasn't sure how much faster and to what extent he could heal but he decided to not test the limits of that ability. After that he spent a majority of his time trying to use some vampiric abilities or becoming a better marksman.
He had learned something else interesting too, while doing centering exercises he noticed a different feeling and when he had kept the exercises up he noticed something different about his energies. After several days of experiments he found that with only a little concentration he could easily make his inner energies do exactly what he wanted. For the last five days he had been trying to accurately use his newfound power but at the moment only figured out how to sense other people, though Alucard stayed hidden even from his new senses, and how to send thoughts to people, which had severely scared several people until he realized what he was doing.
Currently he was trying to work on going through a wall again. Taking hold of his power he pushed towards the wall. #Your still doing it wrong.# came Alucard's voice in his head.
#Oh? Should I run at this wall too?# Ranma snapped at the voice in his head.
Alucard, having had inspiration yet again, ignored his comment. #Shape it to your body and get a good hold on it then push it into the wall as you walk into it.#
Not seeing what harm that could do Ranma took a moment to mould his energy to him before walking into the wall while holding it. It moved easily as he willed it and he was very familiar with the form of his body due to his training. Surprised he found himself sliding into the stone in front of him. #Hey I did it!#
#Good. My Master wanted to talk to you once you learned to use your abilities. As long as you stay in the wall you can move yourself by moving your energy while holding its shape.#
Ranma did as he was instructed after spreading out his new sense to see if he actually moved, while in the wall his other senses were worthless. He found that Alucard had actually been telling the truth and quickly set off up through the walls of the palace towards integrals study from his room in the basement.
Stepping out of the wall he let his hold over his energy fade and found himself standing just to the left of double doors into the room. "Ya wanted to see me sir?" he asked the woman at the large desk on the other side of the room. Integral looked up and stared at Ranma in shock for a moment before a shadow fell across the ceiling above her and Alucard's voice shook her out of it.
"Master! I'm shocked you would think such things about a vampire!" Integral instantly yanked her gaze away from Ranma and stared at the papers on her desk blushing.
Ranma, wondering what could have caused that reaction, looked down at himself to the problem. He might have gone through the walls fine but his clothing hadn't gone along for the ride. "Yipe!" he quickly covered himself in his energy and hopped back into the wall behind him. The last thing he saw before being completely in the wall was Integral in the process of unloading a magazine of silver bullets up into the madly laughing puddle of darkness over her head.
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#WAKE UP!# yelled Alucard in Ranma's mind, causing him to bolt upright in bed. Just before he hit his head on the hood of the bed he shaped his vampiric energy over himself and passed through it instead. It had been ten days since the last incident and every day Ranma was awakened the same way.
#That ain't gonna work again.# Ranma told the elder vampire. It might have worked the first five times but he had finally gotten quick enough at shaping his powers that he could avoid getting hurt.
Ranma pulled himself the rest of the way through the hood, clothes and all, and hovered up to the ceiling, where he phased into the stone and followed it to the roof. He had been meeting with Alucard there for real training. ten days ago both he and Alucard had received a long and boring lecture from Integral about getting Ranma ready enough that he would be helpful. So since then Alucard had temporarily stopped playing his more disastrous pranks to actually show Ranma some of his capabilities.
Now that Ranma could sense things he was unable to before he was able to learn simply by watching Alucard if he didn't hide himself. So far they had gone over every ability Alucard thought Ranma would ever need to know multiple times and Ranma had memorized the different uses of energy needed for them, he was still to weak to do most of them but now he knew how.
#So wadda we doin tonight?# Ranma asked as he came out of the roof of the building.
"Tonight you have your first mission." Said Alucard aloud as Ranma walked over towards him. "Walter says he will have a gun more suited for you ready soon, but for now just use your Desert Eagle. The target is east of here, I'll tell you directions as you go."
"Huh? You mean I'm going alone?" that caught Ranma off guard he had come to accept the need to kill somewhat more since he had arrived, being undead tends to screw with ones view of death, but he was almost positive Alucard was sending him alone so he would have to kill.
"Yes, and I suggest you hurry while there are living still living around him."
Ranma took what he said to heart and immediately took off to the east, jumping off the roof over the walls and onto the street and started running at his top speed toward his destination.
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Ranma walked up to the doors of the small church while looking it over with his vampiric sight. He saw one human, one vampire, and several dozen things he had never felt before. #Those are ghouls.# Alucard informed him telepathically.
Steeling himself for the upcoming conflict Ranma kicked the doors of the church, not knocking them open but knocking them off their hinges. Inside he saw a man in a preacher's suit holding a woman in a Special Forces uniform, he didn't see the ghouls anywhere but he knew they were hiding behind the rows of benches that filled the church. The sudden inward explosion of the doors instantly drew the two occupants' attention. "Who are you?" yelled the man who Ranma could tell was the vampire even without his abilities.
"I'm Ranma, Ranma Saotome. Of Hellsing Institution's trash cleaning division. Now let her go." Ranma said.
"Thrash you say? Hah! Hellsing institution! Are you serious?" the man asked with a voice full of contempt.
"Fine I'll just show ya." Ranma said while walking up the isle while cracking the knuckles of one fist.
"Heh. That has earned you your death." The man smirked before hissing, signaling his ghouls to rise. At least three dozen zombie like ghouls rose from their hiding places and leveled their guns at Ranma.
Ranma stopped in his tracks; he hadn't expected them to all have guns. Alucard noticing his apprehension took the chance to taunt him. #Hah, are you afraid of a bunch of ghouls?#
"Captain!" the captive girl said upon seeing one of the ghouls. Ranma was too busy talking with Alucard to notice and the other vampire simply didn't care.
Ranma recovered from his momentary surprise and he unconsciously smiled like he always did before a battle. #Heh, I ain't afraid of nothin'.#
"Kill him!" the vampire in priest's clothing ordered his ghouls. All the ghouls upon hearing his command let loose a volley of bullets directed at Ranma. Ranma however had jumped back the second the priest spoken and pulled out his gun, returning fire at the ghouls and taking out two with direct shots to the heart quickly.
As the ghouls all reloaded their weapons at the same time Ranma picked off another four before having to dodge another wave of bullets, easy really considering the co-odination walking corpses have, while reloading and using exploding bullets this time. When the ghouls all stopped to reload again Ranma took out six more before going back on the defensive and changing magazines again, this time using one full of explosive bullets. The next pause in gunfire from the ghouls allowed Ranma to take down eleven of them, almost every bullet hitting two of them. With only three ghouls left Ranma didn't even wait for a pause in the next attack, immediately changing magazines he eliminated them with two exploding bullets.
Ranma turned back to the stunned vampire and turned his gun on him. The vampire in question pulled the woman in front of him up like a shield and pulled the gun from her hand. Aiming at Ranma with the gun he said "she is the only survivor, a dog of a human like you can't shoot!"
Ranma stood there for a moment trying to decide how to best end this quickly, he only had four bullets left; he made a mental note to bring more ammo next time. While he was thinking it over his opponent saw him freeze for a moment and took full advantage of it, shooting him right in the head. Ranma fell backward momentarily overtaken by the pain. After concentrating for a second he pulled his wound back together, the pain totally gone, and stood back up, letting the bullet pass out of the back of his head as he stood.
"Not a human." Muttered the woman as she saw Ranma stand, sans bullet hole.
"What? You? You're a vampire like me? Then why?" asked the vampire desperately.
"I can't just sit around and watch while you kill people." Ranma said while shaping his power around himself. Slipping into the ground below his feet he quickly pushed his energy forward and twisted it, then pushing it up so he appeared a right behind the other vampire. Aiming his gun straight towards the others heart, pressing it against his back. He stopped not sure what to do if he fired then he would kill the girl too. "Let the girl go!"
The other man laughed at his request. "And allow you to shoot me? Hah!" then he redirected his gun at her head just to enforce his point that if he was shot his hostage would die.
Not having enough experience to know what to do in a situation like this he asked Alucard. #What should I do? The girl will die if I shoot him!#
#Kill them both.# said Alucard without any caring.
#I can't do that!# Ranma yelled at his teacher.
#Then give her a choice, death or being turned. He will kill her anyway. Just make sure you don't hit her heart if you plan on turning her.# said Alucard with a smirk which Ranma knew was on his face without being able to see it. Ranma knew exactly why he liked the idea too; two new vampires that fast would probably cause Integral to have a fit. Actually for that reason he was finding himself slightly liking the idea too. Many of the abilities Alucard had shown him were used to play tricks on people as examples and he had to admit that when they weren't maiming people a lot of his pranks were funny so he was beginning to appreciate his sense of humor, especially the annoy Integral part.
Ranma contemplated his other options for a moment; he couldn't come up with anything he could do. He strained his power momentarily trying to do tricks he knew he was too weak to do. Sighing Ranma directed his thoughts toward the captive girl #I'm sorry can't save you. I have to shoot him and you will be shot too. Do you want to die or would you like to come with me? The choice is up to you. Do you want to come with me?#
Ranma read the captive woman's mind and waited for an answer. He was surprised by what she was thinking, she actually didn't blame him for this, she was actually willing to die to avenge her friends and keep others from dying. A moment before she answered he knew what she was about to say and moved his gun so he would miss her heart.
"Yes." She said as she closed her eyes and prepared for the bullet.
The vampire holding the girl only had a moment to look down at her, wondering what she was responding to, before he felt an unearthly pain surge through his body which quickly turned to ash. The woman fell forwards as her captor disappeared only to be caught by Ranma before she hit the ground. He turned her over in his arms so she was right-side up. She looked up into his red eyes as he held her. "Ranma." she said softly.
"You made a good choice." Ranma reassured her. "I'm sure your friends would thank you for this." She smiled slightly as she lay in his arms. He brought his head down and gathered his energy. As he bit into the soft skin of her neck he exchanged some of his blood for some of hers.
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Ranma walked back to the waiting Hellsing roadblock he had seen from a distance. In his arms he held the girl he had just turned. He had read more of her memories and now knew her name to be Celas. Currently she was wrapped in a blanket he had found in the church. As he grew closer he saw Integral standing next to a madly grinning Alucard.
As Ranma stopped in front of them Integral spoke. "You took too long on a single target." Looking at Celas she spoke again before turning and starting to walk away. "I'll have an ambulance brought in."
Ranma nervously decided to break the news to her now. "Um…that's not really necessary. She's kinda already dead."
Integral turned her eyes back up to him, shooting him a hard glare. "You have a reason for this I suppose."
"I couldn't just let her die so I gave her a choice, and she chose this." As he said that Celas nodded once to Integral that it was true.
Integral glared at him a moment longer "She is your responsibility then Ranma." she walked back towards the chopper that had flown her in that was at the rear of the blockade. "Hellsing Institution will now withdraw!"
AN: well that's it for chapter 1. C&C are welcome at This is my fourth idea, I had it running around for a couple of weeks and it refused to die so I wrote it out, well it was also in part because just couldn't stand the lack of Ranma/Hellsing stories, or even pure Hellsing stories, I've seen one other cross of them but it wasn't very good. I'm not sure if I will continue this, it mainly depends on how many people say they want me to.
If you're wondering how Ranma got turned by a male vampire…Um he just did. I watched fan subbed of the anime before writing this and it did not say anything about the whole only females can turn males into vampires thing. Also even in the manga and Hellsing Ultimate it mentions that virgins never become ghouls and that virgins of the opposite sex become vampires, never actually mentions virgins of the same sex as far as I can remember; probably they're just supposed to die but too bad, since I have already started this they get turned too.
If you think Alucard is totally OOC, severely injuring Ranma for fun and not treating him like a completely inferior person, well this is just the way I think he would act if he had another vampire around who could take pain and who accepted their change pretty well. And as to Ranma accepting the change so fast, why not? He becomes more powerful, still is himself personality wise, his manhood isn't in question, and due to being at Hellsing he doesn't have to hurt people for blood. Oh and for him not being sent out right away, he had no training in any weaponry so they couldn't send him out like they did with Celas.
Also be forewarned I have watched Hellsing, am reading the manga as it releases in the states, and am watching Hellsing Ultimate as it fansubs and they don't all match quite right. So if your only familiar with one and something seems close but off it may be from one of those places, or maybe not. I'm not sticking with one of them specifically because it gives a lot better leeway to work from all three. Like Alucard has a better sense of humor in the manga and the first anime doesn't mention the only changing members of the opposite sex rule. Alucard's past I'm also going with the original anime version where its mostly left to the imagination.
As to where it will go, I would guess hanging around Hellsing for a little while before Genma manages to drag him to Japan, I have some ideas but usually I destroy them as fast as I come up with them. in fact my entire idea for RanMay was completely planned out after a long and tedious period of thought and then I went and changed it on page two of actually writing; he was just supposed to become a techie not have May. Oh well, it's a much nicer idea now anyway.