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[Anime Opening]

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Location: USS Luxington

3rd Person Pov

In the USS Luxington Aircraft Carrier, An Prototype Ship that was now in services. Until now. We see Soran and Y/N on the deck.

Soran: The Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird. An advanced long-range strategic reconnaissance aircraft capable of Mach 3 and an altitude of 85,000 feet.

Y/N: You sure do seem to know a lot about it.

Soran: DO YOU EVEN READ MY CHRISTMAS LIST?! *Kisses Y/N on the lips* Thank you!

Y/N: *Sigh* You're welcome.

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Location: Hijacked Aircraft Carrier

3rd Person Pov

Rip: *Singing* 🎶 A full commitment's what I'm thinking of~! You would't get this from any other guy~!🎶

On the Bright.

Confederate Officer 1: The hell is she singing now?

Confederate Officer 2: I have no idea, I think it was popular a couple years back.

Confederate Officer 3: At least she is no longer on about the ponies, and the friendship, and the wrapping up of winter.

Back to Rip.

Rip: *Singin* 🎶Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you~! Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, never gonna tell a lie and hurt you~!🎶

She suddenly collapses and trembles in fear.

Rip: *Gasps* IT'S HER! LIKE THE CHURCHES SAID!

Confederate Officer: Uh, Ma'am, the- the song was nice, so you don't need to-

Rip:  *Aiming her musket straight up* PREPARE FOR COMBAT! IT'S SOOOOORRRRRRRAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!

We see Soran flying in with the SR-71 Blackbird as "Shoot to Thrill" by AC/DC starts to play.

(A/N: As a botswanan, I like this song, Don't ask question.)

Confederate Officer 2: Focus your fire! We are going to tear that aircraft apart!!

Soran grins in expectation. The Nazi gunners open fire, but cannot stop the Blackbird. Rip takes aim at it with her Musket.

Rip: *Though* They say no man can kill you Alucard? That's because you don't need a girl to do a woman's job!

Rip fires and destroys the Blackbird, but Soran releases her Level Two restraint and continues to dive towards the deck.

Rip: *Shocking* WHAT?!

Soran and the Blackbird's wreckage impact on the ship's deck, setting it ablaze. We see one Confederate Soldier set on fire screaming and subsequently crushed by debris. We then see Soran rising from the wreckage completely unharmed.

(Music Stop)

Rip is terrified at this point.

Soran: So... nice ship you got here. >:)

Rip pulls herself together and levels her musket at Soran. A remix of "In the Hall of the Mountain King" from "The Social Network" soundtrack starts to play.

Rip: I am Rip Van Winkle, and I command your respect!

Soran: *Smirk* No, you demand my attention.

Rip fires on Soran.

Soran: Ow! Ooh!

Rip: I don't have to take this from you! You blackloving, cisgendered, patriarch-propagating, misogynistic pig!

Rip then gasps as Soran catches a bullet with his teeth.

Soran: The funny thing is- *Crushes the Bullet in his teeth* in any other circumstance, you might have had a point there. Except my boss is a woman, I was a chick in the 40's, I hate everyone equally, and there's no one alive who can comprehend my sexual preference. So in other words, Miss Van Winkle- *punches Rip in the face* -CH-CH-CH-CHECK YOUR PRIVILEGE!

Soran grabs Rip's musket and begins shoving it through her chest.

Rip: *Terrified and Struggling* Wait- What are you-?!

Soran: Oh? Haven't you heard the new sensation sweeping the nation? Bitches Love cannons.

Rip screams as Alucard fully impales her on her musket, killing her.

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Location: In the Zeppelin.

3rd Person Pov

The Scene changes to the General James addressing the troops on board the zeppelin.

James: Gentlemen. Operation Whitebeard Bait is a resounding success. Soran is now exactly where we need him to be so we can move forward with our little...surprise. However, before we begin our next phase, I would like to take some time to address a rumor floating around the fleet. Some of you have come to believe that I like war. I wish to hear these rumors! I. LOVE. WAR. Through my life, I have discovered so many forms of War. When two Sides fighting each other for slaves since the 1860. You get up in the morning, you get into your shitty car, and you see a rich CEO, who works half as hard as you do, drive down the street in his Porsche. "Class War". You make it to work, and you find out that the annual drug test is today, und you just so happened to take a puff of your one-hitter a couple nights ago before dinner with your wife's awful parents. "Drug War." But when, you find out that the only ones being called in for testing are your black and Hispanic co-workers. "Race War." Then, you try and post about it on your Facebook, but all your friends start arguing about what's right und what's wrong. "Flame War." You finally get home, und you decide to relax by watching a program about: "Who gets the box?" "What's in the box?" "How much is vhat's in ze box worth?" "Storage Wars." *Chuckles*

(The Planets - Mars The Bringer of War)

What I am telling you, my confederate army of one thousand vampires, is that I am a purveyor of war. And with your help over the years, we are now at the precipice of our true goal. You see, I want a simple war. No Class Wars, no Drug Wars, no Race Wars, no Flame Wars, and certainly, no Cold Wars! Blueballed for forty years. What I want is a war What only we can bring. A true war! A true war! A Confederate war! The sequel you've all been vaiting for! I! WANT! WORLD! WAR! THREE!!!

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The scene see several unknown characters staring at the moon, which has turned blood red, an ominous sign of what is to come that night. Which will be Long. and Bloody. Not only that, A Great War between the North and South is only just begginning.

Then, we see Soran on the ship. At the sight of the moon, She begins laughing maniacally.

Soran: I better not miss a damn thing.

[To Be Continue]

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End: American Romance

Next: A Great Union-Confederate War

(A/N: Howdy! I hope you enjoyed whatever it is. Yes, I know this is from the Hellsing, But it looks fun to write about it. See you and enjoyed.)

Meme