Challenge: Crossovers from Hell(sing). 168 words

"How dare you mock God!" The radical woman hissed, browridges shadowing her pale, cold eyes. Her bare feet carried her across the vile flooring, skirts sweying gently, a contrast to the Hell-on-Earth backdrop surrounding Sir Integral Hellsing.

The stout and domineering Hellsing grit her teeth and narrowed her own slender, strong eyes.

"I do not mock God." Answered Integral with her strong tone. "Your 'God' is a lie. A hethanistic cult has no place on this Earth. Pull back." Sir Hellsing sneered as the woman stopped, inches from her, and molesting her personal bubble. "Or be destroyed."

The other woman tilted her head slightly, observing the leader of the Hellsing Organization. "I am not the one causing this." She alluminated in a simple tone, her voice sinuous with a pretentious accent. "It is God's will. I am merely looking for her carrier."

"God is not a woman." Growled Integral.

"Christians." The woman smirked coolly. "So...blind. Welcome then, Protestant infant"

How did she know I was...?

"...To Silent Hill."

Aug 9th 2004