Civilian: God…Oh, God…
Civilian: An Angel…

Hellsing VIII

Boy: An Angel…!
Civilian: They are Angels…
Maxwell: We have come for you! We are the righteous soldiers of the Angel of Death! And tonight, the world below shall know judgment! England is guilty! The heathens are guilty! You are all now sentenced…to your death! Death! Death! Death! Deaaath!
Maxwell: I can offer you my pity. But forgiveness…Neveeer! Now, prepare to be purged from the earth! Mowed down like a grass! Crushed like bugs! Hahahahahahahahha!
The Major: Woo! New! That kid can really put on quite a show when his heart is in it?
Doc: Major…Major! This is dangerous! Please, won’t you come back inside?
The Major: Doctor, is the special project ready?
Doc: Yes sir. It has been prepared precisely to your specifications. I should remind you it is untested…and extremely risky.
The Major: Of course Doctor, thank you. This is most splendid news.
Doc: Well, it is an outstanding specimen.
Schrödinger: Adequate work, Doc.
Doc: It’s not like you've done any work! Idiot!
Schrödinger: I’ve done plenty of work! I was watching Zorin and Hellsing house and everything!
Doc: Oh…yes…
The Major: Achtung! All units! Equip your ultraviolet battlement! And prepare to muster!
Battalion Soldier: Masks! Erstes Battalion! Erstes Battalion!
Maxwell: Enemy stand to our left…Enemy stand to our right…Eradicate all who stand before you! Execute them all! Kill them! Destroy!
Doc: Major! Do you hear me!? Please come back inside! The armor plating won’t hold out for long! Major…
Doc: He thinks that it is music. Music of the battle field…! The Major…he is conducting it! The battle is his symphony…and we are his instruments! Great howling instruments! Wailing [is cocooned] in his notes. How could anything stand against him…
Gunship pilot: We found our target! He is on the top of the air ship!
Gunship pilot: What the hell is he doing!? He’s a crazy! A mad ghost of war!
Doc: Major!
Gunship pilot: Die!
[Walter takes down the gunship]
The Major: Quick and excellent work, my butler…Hahahahahaha…A plan half a century in the works! A death head mark for the Hellsing’s Angel of Death! Hahahahaha…
Civilian: They didn’t come…to save us…
Maxwell: Hahahahaha…Die! Die! Die! Kill them all! Filthy vermin! Feel the full force of our wrath! The power of the Vatican! The only good protestant is a dead protestant! Hahahahahaha!
Sir Integra: You have betrayed us…Maxwell.
Andersen: Sneak attacks and betrayals are just part of the course of war. In some circumstances, I’d even say praiseworthy. Especially against heathen such as yourself…However, this…this is different. I cannot let this pass. Maxwell, you have become enraptured by your own authority…intoxicated by your power…We’re meant to be mere instruments of a higher power. I am the blade wielded from own high…A guillotine blade in the service of god. But this, Maxwell, what you do tonight is not in the service of god. It’s just in the service of power! You! Maxwell! You turned your back on God!
Heinkel: Father Andersen, you need to focus on your mission…Your orders. Maxwell wants Sir Integra Hellsing taken into custody immediately!
Andersen: I don’t like this…
Heinkel: What you like doesn’t enter into it Andersen! Understand!?
Andersen: I still, don’t like this!
[Seras appears]
Heinkel: Seras!
Yumie: Sears Victoria!
Seras: Are you all right Sir Integra? Any injuries?
Sir Integra: I’m adequate. How’s the headquarters?
Seras: We were attacked by enemy soldiers. We managed to kill them all. But…the mansion has been destroyed. And…Mr. Bernadotte…he is dead, sir.
Sir Integra: Yes, I see. You drank from Mr. Bernadotte, didn’t you? You finally become a vampire.
Seras: Yes, I have…
[Heinkel and Yumie intended to attack Seras]
Andersen: Stand down. Even with both of your power combined, that girl is way too much for you to handle. Seras Victoria the vampire, I got to say, you’re starting to become quite fearsome creature.
Seras: Yes, Father. And I’m getting stronger all the time. I don’t think I would be afraid of anything ever again.
Andersen: It is as if your eyes become windows to a bottomless abyss. It’s striking. Considering how human you look otherwise.
[Seras and Andersen felt Alucard is coming]
Seras: I feel it…He’s returning.
Andersen: This is fantastic…It all comes crashing down.
[Radio]: There is something moving up the Thames River!
[Radio]: What is it?
[Radio]: A ghost ship…
[Alucard, Andersen and Captain appear in front of the Battalions]
The Major: And so it came to pass…that those who has once gathered before a painted line of spears found themselves reunited before the real things…On one side, a division of panzergrenadier vampires from Germany’s Third Reich, the dreaded 572 vampire soldiers of the Last Battalion. On the other side, 2,975 knights of the Roman Catholic a Vatican Curia, 9th airborne mobile crusade. In the middle, Her Majesty’s HELLSING Organization. Just three of these mighty soldiers remain. All is ready. The players prepare to take the stage and the curtain rises over this Walpurgis dawn.
Alucard: My Lord and Master! Integra Hellsing! Give me your orders!
Sir Integra: Alucard, take heed. Here are your orders. Your silver gun shall stain the white army crimson… Your iron gun shall stain the black army scarlet. I would know my foes by the stains of red you leave upon their chests. Now Search and Destroy! Search and Destroy! Run them down! Do not let any of them leave the island alive!
Alucard: My master…It shall be done. As you command.
Sir Integra: Release Control Art Restriction ZERO! Announce your return. Say the words and release your full power! Now!
Aucard: “I AM…THE BIRD OF HERMES…”
[Alucard’s coffin moves]
Alucard: “HERE STANDED THE BIRD OF HERMES! EATING MY OWN WINGS…”
[Andersen, the Captain and whole soldiers attack Alucard]
Andersen: It is as if everyone here can feel it coming! Something terrible is about to happen! If we can’t put this monster down…We may all be doomed…
Alucard: “TO KEEP…MYSELF TAME…”
The Major: Here it comes! I can feel it! A mighty river…A river of death! The death shall dance…And all of hell shall sing!
Battalion soldier: Cease fire! Cease fire!
[Alhambra, Rip Van and dead soldier proceed]
Maxwell: No…Stop it! It’s impossible! How can something like that exist!?
Sir Integra: That is the true face of the Vampire Alucard. For blood is currency of the soul. The vehicle of life. Blood is the medium by which life can be transferred. To drink blood is to take the essence of a soul into oneself. You understand the full ramifications of this now, don’t you, Seras?
Seras: Yes…
Andersen: The Kazan…and the Yeniçeriforces...You devoured all of them. No matter how hard we try…We’re never gonna be able to kill you, are we? How many people have you consumed in your time on earth!? How many lost souls are trapped within you!?
Maxwell: Wallachians…It can’t be…You consumed them! Your own soldiers! Your own subjects! You’re sin…A monster…A devil…You…DRACULA!
Crusader: Form perimeter defense! Square up! Close formation!
Maxwell: No! What is this thing that’s been awaken!?
The Major: It’s DEATH! Death has been awakened!
Doc: This is simply magnificent and fantastic! I must have one!
Battalion Soldier: Kill it! Every one Open fire!
Crusader: Open fire!
Gunship pilot: Fire! Fire! It’s a nightmare down there! It’s hell! We keep shooting! And it keeps coming!
Crusader: Fare line is crumbling…Bishop! Please! Order withdrawal! We are being slaughtered! Bishop!
Maxwell: SHUT…UP! Stop calling me that…you address me…as Archbishop!
[Maxwell’s helicopter goes down. And Walking Deads come to Maxwell]
Maxwell: Hahahahaha! This is hardened tektite compound reinforced glass! You aren’t even able to scratch it!
[Andersen destroys the reinforced glass]
Maxwell: Andersen…ANDERSEEEEEN!
Andersen: We are the soldiers of Iscariot. We are the instruments of God’s wrath on earth! Together we march in rock step to shatter the dreams of unrighteous and unholy. Good-bye…my friend…
Maxwell: Andersen…Andersen…Anderseeeeen! Save me…Alexander…Please…Teacher… Please…Save…
[Maxwell was stabbed]
Maxwell: Is this it…? Am I to die here…? Alone…? No…No…I was born alone. I don’t want to die alone…Jesus…

Maxwell: Teacher…Mr. Andersen. I will become great! And once I’ve done so, I’ll have my revenge on all who have wronged me.

Andersen: You were such a foolish boy…A stupid foolish boy…This is Father Andersen. Calling all Paladins. We are returning to the Vatican. The Ninth Crusade Expeditionary Force “Reconquista” has been completely destroyed…Dawn's approaching. Our dreams are dashed…We're returning to the Vatican.
Heinkel: Andersen! You’re not serious!
Andersen: It’s not your place to die here! Retreat! Return to the Vatican! Protect the Pope! Protect the church ‘til the End Days! As for me…I’m going to be staying behind. I will find Alucard…And I will defeat him!
Yumie: Andersen! What do you think is gonna happen if you fight him!?
Andersen: It doesn’t matter…It’s now or never…Finally, Alucard has unlocked the last of the restrains upon his power. He is finally in the form I may be able to do damage to! The last of his demonic powers have finally revealed! He has dispatched all the warriors from his stronghold. Right now…The Lord of the Manor stands alone! For the first time! I can face a single vampire in combat! Dracula…Stands alone! This…All this was the sole objective of that mad Battalion Commander…It was a giant sacrifice designed to make Alucard vulnerable. A thousand SS soldiers. Three thousand Crusaders. A million British citizens. All of them, friend and foe alike. And finally…He knew I’d be here…Farewell! Gentlemen! Do not weep for Maxwell, the poor heartless fool. He died as he lived. A spineless coward…Farewell! And may we meet again in limbo.
Yumie: Andersen!
Heinkel: Father Andersen!

Sir Integra: My Count…You have returned…
Alucard: At your pleasure, my Lady…
Seras: Hi…it’s really nice to have you back, Master…Um…You seem to have grown mustache, Master…The mustache…
Alucard: Yes, Seras…My Seras Victoria…
Andersen: AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHH!
[Alucard and Andersen face off]
Alucard: Nicely done…My Nemesis…
Andersen: I’m a servant of God! And an agent of divine punishment on earth! I’m called upon to cut away! The flesh of infidels! And remove from the earth! All those who defy God!

Andersen:AAAAAMMMMMEEEEENNNNN!!!!!

Alucard: You’ve become a formidable warrior…I’m impressed…
Andersen: But if I’m more?
Alucard: Yes…Bring me more! Try to pierce my heart with your bayonets! Five hundred years ago…One hundred years ago…Now you come back to challenge me and awaken me again! My beloved Nemesis!
Andersen: Don’t even need to ask…
[Alucard shoot down Andersen’s bayonets]
Alucard: Pure silver Macedonian processed mercury ammunition…in Marvels N&N A9 cartridges…Thirty nine centimeters long weighing sixteen kilograms with thirteen millimeter armor piercing rounds…The Jackal! THIS WEAPON IS PERFECT, WALTER!
[Alucard rips Andersen’s arm with Jackal’s shot]
Alucard: Now, what? What will you do? Your dragon stands before you…Catholic…You are going to defeat me, is that right? What do you think your chances are? One in a hundred? One in a Thousand? In ten thousand? A million? A billion maybe?
Andersen: I am more than prepare to destroy you. You monster…No matter what the odds are against me.

Battalion soldier: [Radio]
The Major: Oh Butler, makes me up some Von Hoten Cocoa and bring it right away. And don’t hold back on the cream and sugar. London has been destroyed…the Crusaders have all perished…And the Last Battalion is dying in the streets. Alucard is down there…And I sit up here…It’s a perfection! Everything is proceeding just as I planned…

Alucard: What’s the matter, Christian? Your dragon is waiting! You’re bruised and bleeding. Your arm is hanging by a few strands of meat. What are you going to do? Will you die like a dog? Or on your feet like a man?
Andersen: What does it matter, vampire? Do you think a cut of my arm will stop me? Now shut up! And come on me! Come on! Fight me! Hurry! Hurry!
Alucard: Excellent…Humans are such fascinating creatures…
Andersen: Exploding Chain!
[Andersen slaughters the living dead]
Andersen: I want more! More! More! More! More!
Alucard: What kind of man is this…He reminds me so much…of those other men…YES! COME TO ME! ALEXANDER ANDERSEN! Like those other men in that far distant time, come and stand before my gaze. And as the man did long ago…try and run me through! And pierce my heart!
Andersen: OUT OF MY WAY!
[Soldiers of Iscariot appears]
Andersen: Damn it! I said "leave"! You stupid meddling idiot!
Heinkel: And what did you expect us to do!? Just packed everything on and on back to the Vatican!? What sad sort of thing would that make us! Because, none of us would be soldiers of Iscariot anymore!
Yumie: By the cry, “Amen” and slaughter the unworthy, the world slip it back into place. Those are the words you taught us, aren't they? Did you think we would abandon our righteousness? You are ever the idiot.
Andersen: You are such a fool! I just wanted someone to survive and carry on with our work! Too many have gone to limbo today…But since I’m charging full speed into hell…I might as well have some company…Just we are gonna do this together then! Let’s tell them who we are!
Soldiers of Iscariot: We are the soldiers of Iscariot! We are truth of Iscariot!
The Major: Countless little lives struggling alive together…like tiny cells making up great beast struggling towards its own illumination. Seeking blood was spilling blood…Continuously multiplying and receding, fighting against itself without end…whether they seek such enlightenment through the faith, in a God, or in the name of Nazism, or even in the creature called Alucard…We are all now united by the same thing. It’s a dream come true, isn't it? My dark brethren…

Soldier of Iscariot: To death…
Heinkel: No!
Soldier of Iscariot: Go to hell!
Soldier of Iscariot: Amen!
[Andersen stands before Alucard]
Alucard: You stand before me…I’m impressed…I’m impressed Iscariot! Show me more! Alexander Andersen!
Andersen: You are not the only one who carries a mighty weapon, vampire…
Alucard: So is this the toy that going to defeat me?
[Alucard twists his face]
Alucard: A “Nail”…The Shroud of Turin, The Holy Grail, The lance of Longinus…should I assume that you are threatening me with the last of the holy artifacts of Rome?
Andersen: Oh, Yes…
Alucard: It’s still smells the blood and miracle…“The Nail of Herena”!
Andersen: Prepare!
Alucard: Andersen! Stop it! Do you know what that thing will do to you!? You’ll become one of the God’s monsters! Maintain your humanity…Don’t succumb to power! Either side, it amount to the same deal. Whether in the name of the “Divine” or “Demonic”, you are still a monster in the end! Do you intend to use the scrap of miracle? To become nothing but a scrap of miracle yourself…This duel…between us…would you really push it this far? In to the realms that lie beyond mortal life? A monster such as myself…A creature of such a weakness that I could not bear the weight of a human life. If I am to be defeated, it must be by a human! Don’t do it, human. Don’t become a monster…a monster like me…
Andersen: I am nothing more than to be a bayonet…a bayonet wielded by the hand of God…I would’ve been happy to be born a storm or a divine threat, a mighty explosion, or even a terrible hurricane…A divine force of nature. Without a heart or pity. And if this relic could transform me into such a thing…then I’m happy to abandon my humanity…
[Andersen pierces his heart with the Nail]
Alucard: You…You fool!
[Alucard approaches Andersen]
Alucard: YOU BLOODY FOOL!
[Alucard and Andersen face off again]
Yumie: It’s thorns…All forms…
Heinkel: Andersen…what in God’s name have you done to yourself?
Alucard: His body is no longer that of a man’s…the only way either of us may return to dust…is to have it gouged out of us…the sickness in our hearts…
Heinkel: Father Andersen!
Yumie: Andersen!
[Alucard vs Andersen]

Father Alexander Andersen was no longer man…Nor demon...

Neither day…Nor night…