Another Hellsing Recruit

Chapter I

Running is painful, especially if you've been running for as long as I have. I have to give my pursuer credit: he's persistent. I'm racing through the alleyways, I know them like the back of my hand. I ran down a dead-ended alley, and I swear I heard my pursuer laugh through his heavy breathing. I knew exactly what I was doing, whereas he had no idea. I ran partially up the wall and launched myself back towards my pursuer. I grabbed the pipe that was anchored between the apartment blocks and swung myself up to a higher one, out of reach of my pursuer.

Perched like some type of raptor, I looked down at my pursuer with a mocking smile on my face... Until he decided to copy my tactic, running up the wall and swinging before kicking me off of my perch. I fell hard, as you would from about three metres up. I shrugged it off, which was only possible because of the adrenaline pulsing through me. I ran off again before my pursuer hit the ground.

I only ran another hundred or so metres, round a corner and smack into someone else. I fell backwards, hard, but whoever I had hit seemed unaffected.
I glanced at him, barely seeing him, before looking back at my pursuer. He had rounded the corner and was standing there, facing us.

"Give her to me!" my pursuer said simply.
The other man chuckled, "I don't think so."
This angered my pursuer, and he charged at the other man, who was at least a foot taller than him. The actions that followed happened so quickly, I wasn't even sure if they'd happened at all. My pursuer was on the floor in mere seconds. And not just unconscious, but dead...

The taller man looked down at me, "Get up."
I tried, but fell back down. I couldn't even kneel, something was seriously wrong.
"Hmm... Just as I thought..." were the last words I heard before passing out.