A Twist of fate

The Dawn Part 2

If you hadn't noticed already I'm mostly going by the manga and am only focusing on Walter and William, at the moment. I'm not good with fight scenes so bear with me as much as you can, OK? Anyways on with the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hellsing or any of the characters.

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Chapter Two: The Dawn Part 2

As Walter got closer to the ground, he used his wires to slow his decent so he could land safely. Walter then descended towards a building where three men were talking and eating. "Ahhhh!" Walter cried out as he swung himself through the window. The sound of glass shattering was heard as he flew through the window and landed hard on the dining table, the black coffin landing hard behind him. His sudden and loud entrance caused the three men to look at him. After landing Walter slowly positioned his body up right and looked at the three men with disinterest.

"What are you lot doing lying doggo at this ungodly hour, having a soggy biscuit soiree...?" Walter asked. "Bloody bunch of pansy Huns!!" Walter spat. 

"Who the hell are you!? Who...!? What is this...!?" one of the men questioned. He had short blonde hair and wore a white lab coat, an unusual shirt which reveals his lower torso, and glasses with an assortment of adjustable, multi-lensed spectacles. He also wore four fingered gloves with both his ring finger and pinky forced into the last one.

"I'm Hellsing's butler, Walter C. Dornez! As such, it's my solemn devoir as steward to serve family members in need." Walter introduced smugly. "Introductions out of the way, allow me to send you jerries off on your trip to hell!" Walter exclaimed. 

"Hellsing, the order of royal protestant knights!" The man in the lab coat questioned. "A special task force to eradicate vampires."

"That's right, that's right! You've got it!" Walter congratulated. "Though, I'm here to stamp out your failed science experiments and you good-for-nothing Nazis too!" Walter informed. 

"That's troublesome." A voice said making Walter look up in question. "I'm afraid that won't happen." a short man with blonde hair and yellow eyes said. He was dressed impeccably, wearing a white suit with matching overcoat, glasses, and a black tie. "Germany won't lose." The man continued. "We won't let the war end, because our favorite thing is war." The short blonde man, the Major, said as he ate. 

"...you're the leader here, fat ass?" Walter questioned. 

"Correct. And I don't like to be interrupted during mealtimes." The Major replied. "I don't know you're a tub of lard as it is. Being pulled from one meal won't kill you." Walter insulted. 

"I said that's how I am, so you are mistaken, boy." The Major said. "This sauerkraut is well seasoned. Where'd you get it?" the Major asked the man in the lab coat. 

"I seasoned it myself. The cabbage too." The man in the lab coat replied. 

"You Doc?" the Major questioned, "The brine, too, is splendid." He complimented. 

 'Great I bust into their meal, and all they can talk about is food...' Walter thought with irritation. 'Looks like I'm going to have to make them pay attention to me again.' He thought. Walter stepped on the edge of a butter knife, tossing it up in the air. He then kicked it, making it shoot straight towards the Major's face. However, the third man caught the knife before it got close to the Major. Walter looked on with shock. The third man was tall wearing a full uniform which consists of an overcoat with its neck guard turned up and an M43 officer's cap emblazoned with the Totenkopf symbol. The tall stoic man then crushed the butter knife in the palm of his hand.