Greetings Readers.

You now look upon my very first fanfic (atempt anyway). I've wanted to write some stories of AxS for a while now, but my inspiration has been lazy lately. I know how the story begins and how it ends, but the plot itself looks like someone had shot it with a shotgun... I'll fill the gaps as the story progresses, but I decided to get this story rolling now. I need motivation :P

Please note that I haven't done alot of story writing before. I'd appreciate reveiws and feedback from you guys :) Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Hellsing belongs to a guy named Kouta Hirano. Please support the official release.

Cracks

Chapter 1: Awakening

Darkness.

I'm surrounded by darkness.

How long have I been here?

Where is "here" anyway? Have I been lost to oblivion? Or are these the dark corners of my mind?

I don't want to stay here. I try to move. Nothing.

I try again. Suddenly I feel light. I feel stronger.

What is that? A dim light. It's getting bigger. And suddenly I feel pain.

Towards the light.

The light that seems to hurt my eyes…

Her eyelids felt heavy, but she managed to open them. Her deep blue eyes blinked a couple of times. First there was nothing else than white fuzz but soon her vision was able to greet a white ceiling.

She tried to say something, but her voice seemed to be stuck somewhere inside of her. All she was able to produce was a couple of quiet moans.

Frustrated, she decided to look around to get a clue where she was. She was lying on a soft platform, possibly on a bed. Just moving her head took a great toll on her strength.

How had she become so weak? Her mind was covered by shadows.

First she looked on her right. There was a brown wooden door with a golden door handle. Next to the door was a beautiful antique dresser. There was a mirror hanging on the wall.

When her eyes had finished examining the right side of the room, she turned to the left. Her gaze was blinded by light coming from huge windows. She let out a small grunt and her eyes began to water. When her sight adjusted she quickly inhaled in shock. Next to her bed was an antique chair and on the chair there was a man sitting. He seemed to be asleep though. He was leaning deep into the chair and his head was hanging to the left. Little voices of snoring could also be heard.

Who the hell was that? He didn't look familiar, though that wasn't such a wonder since the girl could barely remember anything at all. The man was probably in his late thirties. His hair was dark brown and a little ruffled. His features held hardness in them, though not to seem overly strict. He had a little facial hair, suggesting he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He also had dark rings under his eyes. Otherwise he looked very smart. He was wearing a fine suit. A grey coat with a dark green vest peeking out. His cravat was pinned down with a golden pin. On his fingers he had a few crest rings. He must have been pretty wealthy. Her gaze stopped on his left ring finger. There was a plain silver engagement ring.

The girl was not at ease. Seriously. Who was this man? What was he doing in her room? Why was she there in the first place? What had happened? And why couldn't she remember anything?!

The girl felt like escaping. No way would she stay in an unfamiliar room with a complete stranger. She focused her entire mind and all her strength on moving her body. She was able to get her hands moving and she started to drag herself to the edge of the double bed by gripping the mattress. At the edge she managed to push herself up and swing her legs over with the help of her other hand. She was now sitting on the edge of the bed with her bare feet feeling the mattress on the floor. She pushed herself up from the bed and intended to walk to the door. Her legs however didn't move an inch and she fell forward. She let out a yelp as she hit the floor face first with a thud. Pain hit her head, arms and torso. Her legs only now started to have feeling in them. She started to grunt because of the pain. But soon she froze as she heard the man gasp and wake up.

"Seras?" she heard the man say with a hint of anxiousness in his voice.

The man peered over the bed to find the woman lying on the floor. Their gazes met. He had deep green eyes and his face was now lit up with joy. He walked pass the bed and knelt beside the girl.

"Seras! You woke up! Thank God in Heavens, you finally woke up!"

The girl raised her brow. Seras? Seras… She ran the word inside her mind. Suddenly a headache stung her head. It was over in a moment, but the girl felt like a veil of darkness had been raised from her mind. Well, a tiny part of it anyway.

Seras. That was her name.

Seras. She repeated the word in her mind a couple times. And every time the word brought her joy. She knew her name.

Seras. She wasn't completely lost after all.

She snapped back to reality when she noticed that the man was leaning out his hand towards her face.

"Seras, my dear Seras…" the man said with relief in his eyes as he lent his hand out to cup her cheek. He however stopped when he noticed that the girl flinched when he was about to touch her. He drew his hand back.

"Whh-hhhhhh… Whhho…" the girl stammered struggling to get the words out. The man's eyes widened slightly in surprise but turned soon to understanding.

The girl was getting frustrated again. She gritted her teeth and breathed deeply. She would get the words out. It shouldn't be this hard. She raised her head to look in the man's green eyes again.

"Wh-who… a-are… you?" she was finally able to say. The man looked little taken aback and soon there was the feeling of sorrow but also understanding in his eyes.

"You… don't remember?" the man asked. The girl shook her head.

"Well, this was to be expected. After what happened to you and after all this time…" the man said and looked a little taken away by thoughts. But he soon returned back to reality and smiled at the girl softly.

"I'm Sir Gabriel Knightwood. I'm your fiancé."

The girl just stared at him. Her fiancé? She was going to be married? Why couldn't she remember it? What the hell was going on?

Her gaze dropped down to her left hand. There, on her ring finger, was a silver engagement ring decorated with three diamonds.

She raised her head to look at him once again. He stared back at her lovingly, but there was a tint of an unknown feeling in his eyes that she didn't like.

But… it had to be true. Though this new information didn't bring her the same joy of revelation as her name did, the slight head pain was back and another shadow withdrew from her mind. It… was true.

"Let's get you back into the bed," the man said while helping his future wife up from the floor.

"Then I will help you fill the gaps you have in your memory."

"I… hardly remember anything," the girl said melancholy while ducking back under the soft, warm covers.

"Then we have a lot to talk about," Gabriel said with a smile as he sat back in his chair.

The doors of the castle opened one after another as the lord past through the rooms heading down to the Sanctuary. His black cape trailed behind him as he reached the stairs leading down. His long black hair covered his eyes but otherwise his face showed great determination. His eyes fell on the figure that he was carrying. Deep grief managed to twist his mouth in to a frown and his red eyes betrayed bitter pain.

The woman in his arms was completely limp and she had her eyes closed with her blond bangs falling to her face. She wore an elegant white gown which he had changed on her before bringing her down.

The man had reached the final doors, the doors of the Castle's Sanctuary. He stood there still as the locks came undone and the heavy stonework started to open. The room he stepped in was a big dungeon hall. It was completely dark except for the dim cold ray of light that entered the space through the window on the roof. There was an eminence leading to an altar kind of structure in the middle of the room. Shadows twirled on the altar revealing a coffin.

Her coffin.

As the man stepped up the few steps towards the altar the coffin's lid slid away. He placed her gently on the red satin and brushed a few of her locks off her face with his fingertips. Then he tenderly slid them down her jaw line. Her eyes remained closed and she didn't show any signs of life.

"Sleep now, my love. Just sleep," his deep baritone voice echoed silently in the hall.

He wore a bitter smile as his thumb brushed over her pale cheek.

"I know you are too weak now. And there is no telling when you will awake," he sighed and dropped his head down. "It was my fault."

When his head rose again his smile had softened and his ruby eyes held tenderness and that same determination he had earlier.

"I will be here. I will look after you and keep you safe. Just as I promised," he lowered his head until it touched hers'. He closed his eyes.

"And when you are strong enough to return from the dark abyss I will be here for you. Even if it takes a thousand years. I will be here for you when you wake up. As you requested and as I promised."

He backed away and the coffin lid began slowly to slide into its' place hiding the girl from the world. The man turned and walked out from the room, this time with a face filled with suppressed hatred and anger, his eyes flaming with murderous intent. The stone doors closed behind him and all the locks closed as well, sealed shut.

Aaand there you have it. My first chapter. A little short if you ask me, but hope it was enough to spark interest.

'Till later