AN: This has a bit of AU, as Millennium hasn't revealed themselves at this point and the year is...
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When The Moon Shines Red: Hellsing/XCOM
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Aliens, Vampires, Oh My!
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AN: This has a bit of AU, as Millennium hasn't revealed themselves at this point and the year is 2018. The Cheddar Incident was just a few weeks ago, yet the Artificial Vampires haven't been seen...Yet. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this little crossover between Hellsing Ultimate and XCOM: Enemy Within.
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The Hellsing Estate was up in arms, people declaring multiple reports of unknown hostiles in Germany's cities. Some of the council were thinking it preposterous, some reports say that there were little gray men. What sort of fool would believe that? A crazy one, as one of the council so eloquently put it.
"If there is a monster in Germany, then we should hunt it down before it kills more!" Shouted one, slamming his hand on the table. This simply restarted the debate, were there really monsters, or was it just a group of terrorists?
Before anyone could say anything else, Sir Integra had arrived with a strange man wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. The room had gone silent with her arrival, only her and the stranger's footsteps echoing in the silent room. Once Integra had taken her seat, the stranger rested the briefcase on the table in front of her.
"Gentlemen, as of recent, Earth has been invaded." Before anyone could cause any fuss, she kept speaking. "But, we're not entirely defenseless, as our new friend here can attest." Integra gestured to the man, who was bald and had an air of mystery about him. He opened his briefcase, pulling out a large amount of files.
Searching through it, he began to speak. "I am the representative for the XCOM Project, and we have come quite a ways for this alliance." The Man began to pass out photographs, evidence files, and even an autopsy report on these aliens. "As much as we hate to say it, these aliens are a very real threat that needs to be dealt with immediately." A few murmurings started among the council again, but were quickly silenced.
"But there is one thing we need," He spoke, resting evidence pictures from Cheddar on the table. "Someone capable of eliminating threats like this, should they ever rise again." This got the council speaking, and one of them volunteered the Police Girl. Their reasoning was sound, she knew how to keep human, and had gone on hunts with Alucard. If anyone was to represent Hellsing, then Seras would be perfect for it.
But the decision was down to Integra, as she was the leader of the Hellsing Estate and its people. With some thought, she gave her answer to the council. "While normally Hellsing doesn't work with such organizations, I'll make an exception in this case." Seras would be transferred to XCOM's command, at least until the war was over.
…
XCOM's Base wasn't that far from the United Kingdom, resting in a forest near the German Border. Within half an hour the Skyranger had landed inside one of XCOM's hidden landing pads, the base ready for Seras' arrival.
The welcome team consisted of Delta-2 and a few rookies, each of them standing at attention with their squad leader standing at the front. He was a titan of a man, standing at 6' 1" and having dark, brunette hair with tanned skin. His hair was neatly trimmed, and his goatee was similarly styled.
"Look alive rookies, we've got a guest." His name was Dominic Soto, the Argentine Titan as some called him. When the Skyranger finished its landing, the bay doors opened to reveal quite a few supplies and ammunition. But Seras was nowhere to be seen, only a white coffin and a few boxes of ammunition in there. "Or...We would have a guest." Dominic snarked, before motioning the rookies to help him get everything unloaded.
The boxes were pretty easy to unload, save for the coffin. It took a bit of lifting, but they managed to get it out of the Skyranger without the heavy lifting. One of the rookies complained about the weight, feeling like hell.
"Jesus fuck this is heavy, what's in here, a bag of rocks?" This was Francis Bernard, young Canadian with black hair and an addiction to sugar. Imagine his surprise when someone spoke from within the box, and how much willpower it took for him to keep himself from freaking out.
"Hey! I don't weigh that much!" Came a voice, surprising the squad of rookies and somewhat startling Dominic. "And can someone get me out? I'm starting to get claustrophobic here…" They figured that was Victoria, and most of the Rookies were surprised.
Dominic maybe should've told them about Hellsing…
After spending the better part of twenty minutes figuring out how to open it, the team welcomed Seras to XCOM. She was...Surprised to see such technology within XCOM, the Hologlobe, the Skyranger's speed. It was all surprising to see what sort of technology could be made if humanity worked together, every bit of it looking amazing.
While the war was a bit of a concern, with some of humanity's greatest minds working together they might be able to win this. Hell, they might even do better than Seras expected.
Who knows? This war might be over by Christmas.
...
The barracks were alive with small talk and gossip, XCOM turning to the Hellsing Estate? That was bit news around here, such a thing wasn't exactly kept under wraps as well. After all, XCOM knew about the existence of aliens for a few weeks and now the paranormal was revealed to be real as well.
Who wouldn't be talking about this? From the lowest base security to the research and engineering labs, there was barely a mouth that wasn't talking about what was going on. While theological debates were a bit heavy at this point, some were talking about different ways to do stuff with paranormal creatures. Mostly stuff from deviants, who were blissfully ignorant of the horrid truth.
As the team finished their introductions, it seemed that this war wasn't so bad at it was made to be.
...
The Hellsing Estate was up in arms, people declaring multiple reports of unknown hostiles in Germany's cities. Some of the council were thinking it preposterous, some reports say that there were little gray men. What sort of fool would believe that? A crazy one, as one of the council so eloquently put it.
"If there is a monster in Germany, then we should hunt it down before it kills more!" Shouted one, slamming his hand on the table. This simply restarted the debate, were there really monsters, or was it just a group of terrorists?
Before anyone could say anything else, Sir Integra had arrived with a strange man wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. The room had gone silent with her arrival, only her and the stranger's footsteps echoing in the silent room. Once Integra had taken her seat, the stranger rested the briefcase on the table in front of her.
"Gentlemen, as of recent, Earth has been invaded." Before anyone could cause any fuss, she kept speaking. "But, we're not entirely defenseless, as our new friend here can attest." Integra gestured to the man, who was bald and had an air of mystery about him. He opened his briefcase, pulling out a large amount of files.
Searching through it, he began to speak. "I am the representative for the XCOM Project, and we have come quite a ways for this alliance." The Man began to pass out photographs, evidence files, and even an autopsy report on these aliens. "As much as we hate to say it, these aliens are a very real threat that needs to be dealt with immediately." A few murmurings started among the council again, but were quickly silenced.
"But there is one thing we need," He spoke, resting evidence pictures from Cheddar on the table. "Someone capable of eliminating threats like this, should they ever rise again." This got the council speaking, and one of them volunteered the Police Girl. Their reasoning was sound, she knew how to keep human, and had gone on hunts with Alucard. If anyone was to represent Hellsing, then Seras would be perfect for it.
But the decision was down to Integra, as she was the leader of the Hellsing Estate and its people. With some thought, she gave her answer to the council. "While normally Hellsing doesn't work with such organizations, I'll make an exception in this case." Seras would be transferred to XCOM's command, at least until the war was over.
…
XCOM's Base wasn't that far from the United Kingdom, resting in a forest near the German Border. Within half an hour the Skyranger had landed inside one of XCOM's hidden landing pads, the base ready for Seras' arrival.
The welcome team consisted of Delta-2 and a few rookies, each of them standing at attention with their squad leader standing at the front. He was a titan of a man, standing at 6' 1" and having dark, brunette hair with tanned skin. His hair was neatly trimmed, and his goatee was similarly styled.
"Look alive rookies, we've got a guest." His name was Dominic Soto, the Argentine Titan as some called him. When the Skyranger finished its landing, the bay doors opened to reveal quite a few supplies and ammunition. But Seras was nowhere to be seen, only a white coffin and a few boxes of ammunition in there. "Or...We would have a guest." Dominic snarked, before motioning the rookies to help him get everything unloaded.
The boxes were pretty easy to unload, save for the coffin. It took a bit of lifting, but they managed to get it out of the Skyranger without the heavy lifting. One of the rookies complained about the weight, feeling like hell.
"Jesus fuck this is heavy, what's in here, a bag of rocks?" This was Francis Bernard, young Canadian with black hair and an addiction to sugar. Imagine his surprise when someone spoke from within the box, and how much willpower it took for him to keep himself from freaking out.
"Hey! I don't weigh that much!" Came a voice, surprising the squad of rookies and somewhat startling Dominic. "And can someone get me out? I'm starting to get claustrophobic here…" They figured that was Victoria, and most of the Rookies were surprised.
Dominic maybe should've told them about Hellsing…
After spending the better part of twenty minutes figuring out how to open it, the team welcomed Seras to XCOM. She was...Surprised to see such technology within XCOM, the Hologlobe, the Skyranger's speed. It was all surprising to see what sort of technology could be made if humanity worked together, every bit of it looking amazing.
While the war was a bit of a concern, with some of humanity's greatest minds working together they might be able to win this. Hell, they might even do better than Seras expected.
Who knows? This war might be over by Christmas.
...
The barracks were alive with small talk and gossip, XCOM turning to the Hellsing Estate? That was bit news around here, such a thing wasn't exactly kept under wraps as well. After all, XCOM knew about the existence of aliens for a few weeks and now the paranormal was revealed to be real as well.
Who wouldn't be talking about this? From the lowest base security to the research and engineering labs, there was barely a mouth that wasn't talking about what was going on. While theological debates were a bit heavy at this point, some were talking about different ways to do stuff with paranormal creatures. Mostly stuff from deviants, who were blissfully ignorant of the horrid truth.
As the team finished their introductions, it seemed that this war wasn't so bad at it was made to be.