Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Hellsing's Knight Ranma ❯ Strategies (rw) ( Chapter 2 )

Hellsing's Knight Ranma

By Shinzuru

A Hellsing/Blade crossover.

Warning it's gonna be violent, bloody gory and damn funny as our hero is unleashed on the vampire population.

Lotsa swearing along with a fair amount of sexual references so be aware this is gonna be one hell of a ride.

[Telepathy]

`Thoughts'

I do not take credit for the Ranma 1/2 characters.
They are owned and created by Rumiko Takahashi.

Chapter 2: Strategies

Standing in front of Alucard Ranma gathered the dark powers of the vampire, feeling the swirling chaotic energies gathered within his hands.

[You are doing great apprentice, now will that force upon yourself and visualise the change.]

With a scream of released the black vortex of power as it washed over Ranma's body, wrapping around the boy in a cocoon of darkness.

Moments after the convulsing ceased a much more feminie and petite hand breached the film, which surrounded Ranma, which was soon followed by the rest of his…ummm her body.

Standing naked Ranma skipped into the air and let out a whoop of joy as he looked at her new form….thinking for a moment why he was happy to be a girl Ranma grabbed his breast and gave them a quick squeeze.

"Yah BABY!!!"

[Well done apprentice you have successfully changed your gender. For the benefit of your comrades in arms you should return to your original form.]

Pinching his butt Ranma got an evil smile as he thought of some of the things he could do.

`Damn I'm a knock out chick…hahahaha'

Bowing to Alucard Ranma set of for the barracks to say hi to the men.

***

Upon entering the barracks the men saw female teenager with a red braided ponytail enter their barracks in the uniform of one of their sergeants. Specifically the uniform sported the name of one Knight Sergeant Ranma.

Gathering around the intruder the men looked questioningly at the nametag on the baggy uniform.

"Hey guys what sorta crocks this, Ranma gets to score chicks on the base while we're stuck looking at porn."

Looking around Ranma smiled at them all.

"Hey boys what's up?"

Stepping forward Smith motioned for the men to back off.

"Who the are you? I've never seen you here before."

"I'm hurt Smith don't you recognise me? It's me Ranma"

"Pull another one lass Ranma's a bloke unless he's been hiding something from us."

Pointing at her large breasts this time.

"Ant there is no way in hell he could have kept those hidden from us.

Looking down on himself Ranma snapped.

"Shucks you found me out…hahaha."

Willing the change Ranma was covered in a flash of darkness dispelling the current illusion and returning to his normal gender, the once baggy clothes fitting properly again.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Stumbling backwards from Ranma all the men fell on their respective asses.

"What the fuck?!"

Was the general comment by the men at large.

"Hey guys…. remember Alucard's been teaching me how to harness my powers for past few years. Well guess what he just taught me how to shape change."

So saying Ranma reverted into a tiger and leapt at Smith.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Shifting back Ranma stood up and looked down on Smith as he cowered on the ground.

"Jeez Smith I didn't know you were afraid of a iddy biddy widdy cat."

Slowly approaching Ranma Smith placed a hand his shoulder and head butted him.

"Know that…was stupid."

Ranma said us he placed the unconscious form of Smith in his bunk

"Man Ranma I think we're all gonna take a while to get used to you changing form's on us like that."

Nodding their consensus to Andy's comment the men returned to their bunks or what ever activities they were doing in their free time.

Still standing in front of Ranma Squire Nilson kept on looking at his friend sometimes Sergeant in wonder.

"Well either way Andy you've got no say in it so you might as well get used to it."

"True"

"Let's hit the sack man."

"Amen to that Ranma."

Day 15…. Combat Training

Andy Nilson Squire of Hellsing along with his other comrades in arms woke up to the horrible tunes of a cat getting strangled by a barbwire fence.

"Good God Ranma how can you be so cheery, shouldn't you be in bed like the rest of us?"

With a spring to his step Ranma began to lace up his military GP's, checking to make sure he could see his face on the polish before finishing buttoning up his shirt with it's newly stitched sergeant stripes before returning to his whistling of Ode to Joy.

"Nup Andy, can't do we've got combat training today…hehehehe…I'm looking forward to it."

Hopping out of his adjacent bunk Squire Jay Smith glared in Ranma's direction, shaking his head tentatively felt the lump on his forehead before he approached Ranma.

"Fuck Ranma you're only looking forward to it cause your gonna beat the shit out the whole company just for the shit's and giggles you'll get."

Ranma stopped his quick clean of his Hellsing Issue Desert Eagle to raise an eyebrow at Smith.

"Aaaaand?"

"Fuck it I'm going to have my wake up shower, it's to early to argue with you Ranma….c'mon Yoshida…*thump*…oops….*thump*"

Raising his hands in the air Smith walks off towards the shower stalls while negligently grabbing Squire Aido Yoshida's foot as he passed by his bunk.

Andy raised his head from his pillow to stare at the sight of Smith dragging Yoshida towards the showers stalls while the later was still asleep, not to mention Yoshida's head kept on impacting on the foot lockers of the other Squire's who where still asleep.

Finished with cleaning Ranma reverently placed a magazine of silver 50 cal slugs into the shining weapon.

"Yup bring it on forces of darkness I'm ready for you today!!!"

Raising the gun to the air Ranma's smirk almost rivalled Alucard's own.

"Blam!! Blam!! Rise and shine gentlemen it's another glorious day to be in the corps…. hahahaha!!!!"

Diving out of their bunks the men saw Ranma standing in the middle of the room with his patented Desert Eagle he had grown attached to on the rifle range a few days ago.

"Dammit he's starting to sound like Sergeant Hiro…."

"Bloody hell someone turn off the lights…."

"I betcha he's seen aliens…."

"What the hell is he doing with a hand cannon in the barracks?…"

The general murmurs of the men flowed across the barracks as the company slowly woke up to the new day and Ranma's near manical laughter. Strangely not one of the men questioned Ranma's method of waking them up having grown fond of their Sergeant in trainings' method of authority.

***

"Attention!!! Today your hand-to-hand combat skills will be re-evaluated by Sergeant Ranma. Are their any questions?

Standing in front of the company Sergeant Hiro looked around awaiting the inevitable question. Seeing a hand go up in the air Hiro motioned for the man to speak.

"Sergeant what happened to the training sergeants that we saw on our orientation? I thought they were the combat experts."

"Well if you all turn your gazes to the right you will understand why they are unavailable at this moment."

Looking to the right the company saw three bruised and battered figures lying in a heap with Ranma smiling at the company from on top of the men.

"Hey it wasn't my fault that they didn't believe me when I said I could kick their asses."

Whispering to Yoshida, Smith glared in Ranma's direction.

"See I told you he was gonna kick our asses for shit's and giggles."

Looking into the ranks Ranma saw Smith's whisper to Yoshida.

`Heh this will be fun,'

"Yoshida! Smith! Front and centre you're going to be my demo group for today's lesson."

"You twat Smith now we're gonna get smacked silly."

Smacking Smith on the head Yoshida came to attention in front of Ranma.

"Okay men look closely as these two fine gentlemen will attempt to detain me to the best of their abilities, this will be an object lesson on how to deal with multiple opponents intent on your death."

Looking at the two squires before him Ranma saw the resignation in Yoshida's eyes and anxiety in Smith's.

"Cheer up lads it will be all over within a few moments."

"Thanks sarge."

Both intoned.

Getting into a combat stance Ranma motioned for both men to attack.

Yoshida dashed forward in the hopes of distracting Ranma long enough so that Smith could get a chance at grabbing Ranma.

For all this efforts Yoshida was on the receiving end of an elbow that sent him towards the pile of unconscious instructors.

Seeing an opening Smith launched a snap kick towards Ranma's face only to end up wondering why the ground was getting further away then suddenly begin approaching really really fast.

Within moments he realised Ranma had grabbed his foot and was swinging him towards the ground.

`Ooooh this is gonna hurt….'

He didn't really have time to say what was on his mind so he came to nearest logical term that summed it up.

"FUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!"

"…. *Splat*…"

Looking sheepishly down at the flattened soldier Ranma scratched the back of his head before addressing the rest of the company.

"Do any of you know the purpose of the exercise?"

A random soldier raised his arm.

"Carry on Squire"

"Well Sergeant you beat the hell out of Yoshida and mashed Smith… I guess the purpose of the exercise was to beat the crap out of them."

"Wrong…. Front and Centre Riley you're going to my next demo, hopefully one of you will get the idea of these exercises…at least I hope one of you gets it before you all become demos for me."

Sweating a bit at the accuracy of the squires' statement Ranma prayed someone else would come up with a more logical reason for his beating the crap out of the men before the day was through.

***

Numerous demos later and a lot of accumulated pain….

Squaring off against Andy Ranma smirked and raised a hand in preparation for a charge.

"Come on Nilson… touch me if you can."

As expected Nilson charged forward but to Ranma's surprise a hail of bodies came tumbling on top of him.

"Get him lads, show the sarge that we won't appreciate getting mangled one by o….ummm guys?"

Standing to the side Nilson watched as the surviving members of the company dog piled Ranma in the hopes of achieving victory…which was looking very far away as the mass of bodies started to raise of the ground to show Ranma standing with the men raised above his head.

"Well done men…you finally learned the purpose of this exercise…initiative."

One of the men stuck his head of the pile of bodies:

"Does that mean you'll put us down sarge?"

"Nup…. Hope you enjoy the flight."

"Huh? What flighhhhhhhhht!!! Oh FUCK!!!"

Throwing the men into the air Ranma watched as the men came crashing down around him.

Coming out his office Sergeant Hiro glanced at the time and saw it was nearly the end of Ranma's training exercise. Approaching the bullring the first image that popped into Hiro's mind was that of men littering the ground around Ranma.

"What is the meaning of this Sergeant?"

Once again scratching the back of his pigtail Ranma looked at the moaning forms of his men.

"Ummmm…they're having a break?"

"Sergeant"

"They fell from a tall building."

Looking around at the kilometre wide field of concrete Sergeant Hiro shook his head.

"Okay I'll file this down as a… training exercise that the men took to heartily thus their current state."

"Meh…"

Was Ranma's only reply.

***

4 hours later in the barracks…

Walking into the barracks Hiro called the men's attention with a whistle.

"Due to a large portion of you men being incapable of accomplishing tomorrow's lesson's it has been deemed by the higher ups that tomorrow you will have a 12 hour pass into the city, although I strongly advise you to stay here and recuperate."

With a halfhearted cheer the men returned to their beds in agony…all except one.

"Ya here that Smith we've got leave tomorrow, so watcha gonna do?"

"For starters Ranma I'm going to bed… as for tomorrow I think I'm gonna go to the pub for a drink… any takers?"

With a grunt the surrounding men welcomed the choice before going to sleep.

***

Day 16…. Leave

Walking into the pub with most of company Ranma took a place next to Andy as he ordered a beer.

"What's up Ranma? Aren't you gonna buy a beer?"

"I don't drink."

"Oh yes you do everyman drinks…hell I guess even guys like you….just cause you drink blood to survive doesn't mean you can't drink alcohol to loosen up."

Siding up next to Ranma Smith put a comforting had on his back.

"C'mon juts give it a sip you might like it."

Taking a weary look at the glass of amber liquid Ranma shrugged his shoulders.

`After all what's the worst that could happen.'

10 Drinks later….

"Hey guys you know I love you….."

"Thanks sarge we love you too…"

Dancing together with their arms around each other's back the men started to dance to the song that was on the radio. -I will Survive-

"Oh at first I was afraid I was petrified…."

Ranma's solo came to an abrupt halt when he noticed Andy walking off with a red head, looking at the woman made his neck itch. Shrugging it off Ranma proceeded to sing again.

"Go on now walk out the door, just turn around no…."

As the words left his mouth recognized the itch as the same itch he got when his master was around.

`Fuck she's a vampire!!!'

Throwing of his alcohol induced state with a little aid of his vampiric power Ranma left his group of friends and dashed out of the pub to see Andy racing off with the red head in a sports car heading for god knows where.

Seeing no other choice leapt to the rooftops to give pursuit. Reaching his mind out to the darkness Ranma searched for his master.

[Master there's a vampire driving off with my friend, I'm giving chase but I don't know where they are going.]

[Treat this as a training exercise my apprentice. Rescue your friend and exterminate the vampire.]

[As you wish my master]

Closing off the connection Ranma leapt down to where he saw the car was parked in front of a meat works factory.

***

Entering the car Andy stared at the red head as she revved the car up and roared down the road.

Weaving his head back and forth in his semi-intoxicated state Andy caught the girl staring at his pants.

"So what's that big boy?"

"That's my heat seeker."

Reaching across she grabbed his member and massaged it for a few moments.

Falling back in satisfaction Andy glanced around the neighbourhood not recognising it.

"Where are we going?"

"That's a secret."

Pulling to a stop in front of a factory the red head lead him past the carcasses of the cattle and some unidentified objects in plastic bags.

"Woooh what the fuck are we doing here?"

Not answering Andy the red head turned down a corridor to where a man was standing in front of a steel door.

"Hey, klah veigh!"

Reaching over the woman pulled Andy into a deep kiss before leading him into a dance floor full of people jumping to the beet of a deep bass.

Still in his half zoned out state Andy saw a man in a cowboy hat getting head before losing sight and coming face to face with the red head and a blonde.

"Hey this is fuck'in awesome!!!"

The blonde stared at him before shoving aside to continue dancing with the red head.

Looking around Andy couldn't help but feel the intensity of the crowd grow as they raised their hands to the air.

Feeling a droplet of something he saw it was a red substance that he took a taste of and recognised as the taste of blood.

`What the fuck?'

Raising his head he saw the pipes rattle before disgorging a shower of blood on him and the rest of the occupants in the room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! What the……."

Looking at the people around him he saw something he didn't like.

`Oh shit…….'

***

Entering the complex Ranma could feel the presence of the vampire he was following grow stronger.

`Hmmmm she's probably stopped masking her aura….hehehe I hope she enjoys my little surprise.'

Pulling out his Desert Eagle Ranma cocked it just to make sure it was at the ready to blow that bitches' head off….now where did I put my sword?

***

Back in Ranma's old quarters….

Walter enters the room with a duster and began to clean the furniture, which eventually brought him to the bench the sword was on.

`Hmmmm young master left his sword here, I guess I will take it to him.'

Reaching a hand over the sheath a bolt of dark lightning struck his hand turning him into a flashing neon sign.

Hitting the ground with a dull thud Walter lamented the woes of his life before passing out.

`..it appears the sword doesn't like me…..maybe I should bring young master here to retrieve it himself….'

***

The next thing Andy new he was on the floor with vampires kicking at him and blood raining down covering the floor in a coating of blood.

`Gotta get out…gotta warn the guys…..'

Crawling towards the exit but came to a stop when he ran into something solid.

***

Following the trail of the vampire led Ranma to corridor with an open steel door at it's other end.

`Guess there's only one way to find out what's on the other side.'

Walking in Ranma came to the sight of red, red everywhere on the people, on the wall, on the ground.

Smiling Ranma's canines came to the fore as the vampire blood sensed the presence of blood.

`Looks like someone's having a party….looks like I'll have to gate crash'

Coming to the edge of the dance floor Ranma noticed vampires everywhere.

[Ummm master there's a bit more then one vampire here]

[Destroy them my apprentice]

[Aku Zoku Zan. Amen]

Glad for his vampire heritage the surrounding vampires paid him no heed until he felt an object crash into his feet.

***

Looking up at the object stopping his escape Andy saw the grinning face of Ranma as he too looked down.

"Looks like you could need a hand."

"No shit I'm stuck in the middle of a dance club full of vampires what else do you think?"

"Quite whining you pansy take the car outside and go get the rest of the men…. this time bring some weapons."

Watching Andy stand up and dash out of the vampire free doorway Ranma turned his gaze back to the silenced crowd.

Stepping forward the red head that lead Andy to this hell whole stepped forward.

"Fool you let the fresh blood go!"

For all her troubles all she received was a distinctly Alucard smirk.

"Answer your betters!!!!"

Raising the Desert Eagle to target her head Ranma said his reply.

For the first time the female vampire took notice of the military outfit and the insignia on this vampire's arm.

"It's HELLSING!!!!"

"Aku Zoku Zan…Blam!!!"

The round left the impacting with a woomp on the woman's face caving it in before she deteriorated into ashes.

"…Bitch…"

Looking dumbstruck the rest of the crown stared as Ranma levelled his gun at them.

"Welcome to my nightmare…. Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!! Blam!!"

Watching with fascination as the first row fell down and turned to ashes Ranma spun around placed the gun against a blonde vampire's cheek.

"Naa a aaah…. *click*…shit I new I should chosen a gun with more rounds instead of going for fire power…"

Smiling in victory the blonde exposed her fangs and hissed in Ranma's face.

"Oh well...*shink*…that's why god created spare mags…"

In the blink of an eye Ranma had changed the magazine of his empty gun, eyes widening in shock the vampire tried to move out of the way.

"It must suck to be you…BANG!!"

"BOOM!!!"

"Fuuuuck you blew up good…"

Looking in shock at his gun as the vampires' body was blown to chunks of flesh before dissolving Ranma just shrugged his shoulders.

"…Hmmm it's never done that before…."

Unloading the magazine stared at the bullets with HE engraved on their shells.

"…. It's the new High Explosive bullets…. cool!!!"

Turning to face the rest of the crowd with a maniacal grin Ranma to his dismay saw the last person screaming out the door on the other side of the floor.

"Hey!… HEY!!...I haven't shot anyone else yet!!!"

Looking to his left Ranma saw the DJ raise his head above his stand.

"Hey man where did everyone go?"

Pointing his gun at the DJ Ranma grinned.

"Looks like you'll be my target."

"Huh?"

Ducking back under the table the DJ thought it the better part to of valour sit out the events on the sideline.

Hearing the fading echoes of the screaming come to a sudden stop and start up again with more vigour, Ranma held back and scratched his head with his handgun….err gun hand…errr….whatever.

"Huh? Is it me or is the screaming coming closer?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Screaming like the bats of hell…ummm heaven were after them as the vampires poured through the exit to once again enter the dance floor.

"First you run away…then you come back…make your goddamn minds up…BANG!! BANG!!"

"BOOM!!! BOOM!!"

Shooting into the crowd Ranma watched as body parts flew into the air with twirling arcs of blood before coming to rest on ground dissolving into ashes.

Dwindling in number rapidly Ranma saw some of the vampires look back and forth between himself and the Exit they just came from.

`….They're standing in the middle not moving….oh well two birds for one stone…..hmm nah shooting fish in a barrel with a stick of C4….hehehe'

Firing a round at the standing group sent their respective upper halves into the air to land in the middle of what remained in the crowd, sending them back through the door screaming in panic to only come back moments later halved in number screaming even louder.

"Is this vampire ping pong?"

Not one to waste a good opportunity Ranma cut loose on what remained of the crowd covering the floor in a dull grey smoke.

As the smoke cleared it left a weeping couple of vampires (take note these two were the bouncers) huddled in a crater from one of Ranma's previous rounds.

Aiming his weapon Ranma was shocked to see the two vampires fade to ash as shotgun rounds echoed in the hall.

"And who are you? The grim reaper?"

Starring at the man dressed in a black trench coat Ranma could feel the vampire blood, albeit diluted but blood none the less in high enough concentration to give the man decent powers.

***

Taking aim with his shotgun Blade fired at the last vampires who became visible as the smoke from an explosion cleared up.

Walking further into the apparent dance hall Blade saw a teenager aiming a Desert Eagle in his direction.

"And who are you? The grim reaper?"

During the boy's speech blade noticed the elongated canines signifying the boy's heritage. Never one to hesitate Blade dropped his shotgun in favour of his 9mm Uzi.

***

Watching the man drop his shotgun Ranma grew nervous as the Uzi was aimed at his chest. Waving his hand in the universal sign placation.

"Hold it…hold it!!!"

For all his waving Ranma received a hail of bullets that sheared his body in half before ripping his arms and legs akimbo.

***

Seeing the waving of peace moments to late Blade depressed the trigger unloading the clip into the poor boy.

"Hmmm maybe he came in peace…."

After reconciling himself that it was an accident and that the vampire he slayed was in fact the cause for the destruction and piles of ash in the dance floor. Blade payed a moment of silence for a fellow hunter… strange as it was to find a vampire who was a hunter.

Hearing shuffling sounds Blade stepped towards the DJ console and lifted a vampire up by his collar in his attempt to sneak out of the doorway.

Bringing the vampire face-to-face Blade scowled.

"Where's Frost!"

"I dunno who you're talking about."

Removing a stake from his holster Blade rammed it into the vampire's hand pinning it to the consol killing the bass music.

"He left already….he's….. "

"God damn mother fucker that hurt!!!"

Staring in disbelief Blade watched as the boy vampire he supposedly killed reformed himself, the holes in his clothes amazingly disappearing along with the injuries.

"What the fuck?"

Opening his eyes Ranma glared at the man who shot the shit out of him.

"Nice meeting you to mate."

Approaching Blade Ranma smiled before smacking his fist in the Dampier's face sending him sprawling on the ground with the added effect of sliding a few extra meters on the bloodied floor.

"Now that we're even my name's Knight Sergeant Ranma of Hellsing."

Standing back up Blade wiped the blood and ash from his hands before taking Ranma's hand in his own.

"Blade, vampire hunter."

"Cool now that the introductions are over why ya here? I came here to rescue a mate and ended up having too much fun killing the bastards."

"I'm here for Frost."

Looking at the vampire impaled on the table Ranma recognized him from before.

"Hey aren't you the DJ I was gonna blow to shit?"

Vigorously shaking his head the vampire identified as the DJ began to slowly slow down his denial as the smile on Ranma's face grew.

"It is you!!! Time to die!!!"

Blade just shrugged, he'd already gotten what he wanted so he watched as Ranma raised his gun to the vampire's face.

"Please, please I'll…"

The vampire never got to finish of his words as the double doors on the opposite end of the room got kicked open by a group of armed vampires being led by a man in a cowboy hat.

Looking at each other Blade and Ranma got matching grins as they aimed their respective guns.

"That's the Daywalker…kick…his… ass…. oh shit."

Watching his men take aim at the two hunters Max saw the first round from the boy's gun reduce two men into piles of smoking blood while Blade's Uzi tore up the rest who were in shock.

Standing by himself Max could only pray that more men arrived to save his ass.

***

Running out of ammo for his gun Ranma walked over to the edge of a table and ripped a leg off and used it as a club against the melee armed vampires.

Swatting the improvised weapon to his right Ranma imploded the scull of a screeching female vampire.

"You know if you want to sneak up on someone you never screech."

Picking up the vampire's hook in his other hand Ranma did a tuck role and brought the business end of the hook up through a vampire's groin who was attempting to bludgeon Ranma with a similar hook.

"Shit now that's gotta hurt."

Whimpering in agony the vampire attempted to back off only to have Ranma pulled him closer.

"Here let me help."

Ramming the chair leg through his chest Ranma felt a bit of sympathy for the poor guy, besides he could have sworn he saw a look of relief cross the vampire's face as he turned to ash.

Looking for more targets Ranma spun around to see all the male vampires suddenly fighting Blade while the females remaining circled him at a safe distance.

In the act of spinning Ranma knocked his foot against an object. Looking down he saw it was Blade's shotgun.

`Hehehe cool.'

In his moment of distraction a female vampire leapt towards him easily covering the 5-metre gap.

Without a second thought Ranma threw the chair leg the vampire sneaking up on him impaling her while at the same time flicking the shotgun with his foot upwards into his hands. With a deft pump Ranma aimed and fired at the leaping vampire pinning her to the roof with the EPS, Explosion Propelled Stake.

Pumping the shotgun again Ranma started to turn the surrounding vampires into vampire kebabs.

"Now that…was fun."

Finished with his lot Ranma caught site of Blade decapitating the last of his foes with his katana before re-sheathing the deadly sword.

Walking over to Blade Ranma couldn't help but grin at the Dampier's skill with the sword, almost made him wish he had a sword of his own but the weight in his holster reminded Ranma that he already had his weapon of choice.

"Duck."

Turning in Ranma's direction all Blade caught was the word duck before putting thoughts to action.

Firing two stakes Ranma impaled the charging vampire waving the cleaver like an axe.

***

Seeing the hand in front of his face Blade saw Ranma smiling down on him.

"Need a hand up?"

"Sure."

Pulling Blade to his feet Ranma motioned towards the vampire with the stakes in his arms.

"So what are we gonna do with ugly?"

Without saying a word approached the screaming vampire.

"Where's Frost."

Becoming coherent for a moment the vampire started to mutter in a language that Ranma did not understand.

[Master this vampire is speaking something that sounds familiar.]

[It should my apprentice that is the language of the vampire tribe.]

[Can you translate what he is saying?]

"Give me but a few moments with him."

Materialising out of the shadows Alucard approached the screaming man. Who screamed even harder after the sighting Alucard for the first time.

"Hey Blade! Can you make room for my master."

Sensing the approach of a greater vampiric force Blade caught Ranma's words before he drew his sword… thankful he didn't have to fight the vampire in red walking towards him.

***

Walking away from Alucard's interrogation Blade and Ranma stood by the doorway.

"By chance did you and master have the same tailor?"

"Huh?"

"Well it's just that you two have matching outfits, come to think of it it's almost scary."

"……"

"How long have you been a hunter?"

"I've been hunting since I met Whistler when I was a babe fresh from my mother's womb….I'm sorry for shooting you earlier on"

"Alls fare in love and war… how come you believed me to be a hunter when I am a pure vampire?"

"I've met various pure bloods who hunt the vampire as I do, there's a particular pretty one in Japan called Miyu if you ever get in touch with her tell her I said hi."

Hearing distant footsteps Blade and Ranma glanced at each other before getting ready to fight.

"Mind if I use your shotgun."

"Feel free I've still got more weapons."

Pulling out two more Uzi's Blade mimicked Ranma's prone firing stance.

***

Dressed in his combat fatigues and equipment Squire Andy Nilson charged down the corridor to the dance floor with the rest of section members intent on aiding Ranma or avenging him, it did not matter which one came to be.

Catching the silhouette of two men at the doorway Andy called a halt causing Smith and Yoshida slip on the bloodied floor from the sudden stop.

Giving hand signals to take aim at the two figures Andy prepared to give the order to fire. At the last moment the figure to the left turned his head to address the other figure, in that moment Andy saw Ranma's tell tale pigtail.

"Sarge!!!"

***

"Sarge!!!"

Recognising the voice Ranma told Blade to ease up and allow the men to approach.

"What took you bunch of apes so long to get here!"

Coming into the light the rest of the section began to fan out and secure the zone leaving Andy, Yoshida and Smith standing in front of Ranma and Blade.

"Sorry about the time delay but we had a bitch of time fighting the human familiars up top. For some reason the vampires we did run into were too concerned with getting away then actually fighting….did you have anything to do with that by chance?"

In unison Ranma and Blade started chuckle spooking the men around them.

"Well that's a good enough report Squire, any casualties?"

Looking sheepishly at each other the men looked at their feet.

"Any casualties?"

Having the grace to look embarrassed Andy addressed Ranma.

"Unless you count Yoshi over here getting freaked out by the mummies in the bags up top and stepping back into Riley's toe and breaking it as a casualty then I'd say no Sarge."

Before the conversation could go any further one of the men approached Ranma.

"Sarge we've got a live one over here."

Looking at Blade with a curious look Blade could only shrug his shoulders'

Walking over to the tri legged table Ranma caught sight of the vampire DJ Blade pinned to the table.

"How did you survive?….never mind, Blade do you want him?"

The mentioned vampire was desperately trying to move away from his persecutors when he saw the two hunters approach again, feeling the sudden urge to survive the vampire doubled his efforts to no avail as his fate was discussed before his eyes.

"Why would I want a pet vampire."

Letting off a soft sigh the DJ slumped against the table.

"Oh well thought you'd want a trophy… "

Placing the shotgun against the vampire's head Ranma pulled the trigger, with a resonating click the vampire's head remained intact.

"Looks like I can't shoot the bastard…."

A few seconds from crapping his pants the DJ relaxed at the prospect of living longer.

"….I guess I'll have to beat him to death then."

Letting out a small whimper the last thing the vampire saw before darkness claimed him was the sadistical gleam in Ranma's eye and the butt of the shotgun approaching his face.

10 minutes later….

"Sarge I think he's very dead."

Looking at the pulped head Ranma shook his own head in a negative.

"They ain't dead till they turn to ashes."

"Sarge take another look at what you are `killing'"

Looking down between his feet all Ranma saw was the mangled face and some teeth littered next to the neck…. going over his thoughts again Ranma saw the inconsistencies. The head wasn't attached to the body, where as the body had already started to turn to ash.

`I wonder when his head came off?'

"..oh well….hahaha. he died good."

[Remember apprentice you pulled it off when you grew frustrated that the vampire did not die after the first 5 minutes of constant beating.]

[…eheheh….oops…..how did the interrogation go master?]

[The vampire only new that this Frost vampire was trying to awaken the Blood God]

[Blood God?]

[Do not worry apprentice all will be explained in due time, you did well tonight]

[I though fighting vampires would be harder than this…these guys were sissies]

[They were only the turned and not true vampires; true vampires will be as strong as you or I or stronger. Once you are done here meet me back in the usual place for more training]

[As you command my master]

Feeling the presence of Alucard leave the area Ranma turned to the guys who were looking worriedly at Ranma.

"Don't worry I was having a chat with my master."

Turning to Blade Ranma spoke to him.

"My master says that Frost is trying to awaken the Blood God but not to worry all will be dealt with."

"Thanks Ranma, I've got to go now. I hope to see you around, if you ever need me you now how to contact me."

"It was good meeting you Blade, let Yoshida escort you out passed the perimeter guard."

Turning back to rest of the men Ranma called an `O' group as Yoshida and Blade disappeared into the corridor.

"Listen up men we're moving back to base, let the clean up crew deal with the mess. Do you get me!"

"Yes Sergeant!"

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The End… for now

Author's notes:

Well Ranma's met Blade….I promise more action to come.

I'm open to ideas to cameo character's Ranma can pick on throughout this series.

Review away fanfic readers.

C&C to Shinzuru@westnet.com.au