ATE: Wow! I never thought I would write a fanfic on Hellsing until now, so I'm making a first attempt at this one. I based this story off a dream I had last year sometime in December, which this first chap was based off of. From this point I decided to build off this dream and make it a possible story for people to read. I haven't really read the manga, but I've watched what I could of the anime (both OVA and the other anime) to know what to expect of the characters in Hellsing. So here we go.

Declaimer: I don't own Hellsing of anything related. I only own my OC Helena.

Chapter 1

I sat in the living room watching 'The Mentalist' on TV. Summer had recently started and having just graduated from school I thought I would never be bored. That wasn't the case as I was watching a show I wouldn't normally watch and with my parents to boot. As soon as the show finished the doorbell went off and I got up to answer the door. Upon opening the door I was grabbed by a group of men wearing uniforms that reminded me of a S.W.A.T. team. I yelled as I struggled to get free form their iron grips, but one of them hit me in the back of my head with a hard object and knocking me out.

I felt consciousness return to me, along with a massive headache from where I was hit. I opened my eyes and slowly lifted my head in order to see without my burgundy hair covering my face to find myself in what appeared to be the back of a military van (or something to that context) with those men sitting on the benches; from what I could see at the moment in the corner of my eyes there were two of them sitting on each side of me (close to the point I felt squished). I took a sharp intake of breath when I realized that they were all armed with rifles!

"Where am I?" I asked.

They all stared at me as if they realized I was awake, which caused me to feel uneasy. None of them said anything.

"Who are you people? Where are you taking me?"

"Quiet!" The one next to me said. I noticed that he had a British accent when he spoke. "We have strict orders not to tell you anything related to that topic."

"Could you at least give me some Advil? I have a huge headache from when you hit me."

"You'll have to wait until we get to our destination."

I groaned quietly. Great! Now I had to deal with this headache until we get to…wherever they're taking me. I felt like I had been arrested for some crime I didn't even commit. Why was I taken? What did they want with me?

After what felt like forever the van started to come to a stop and as soon as it did they back door of the van (to my far left) swung open suddenly to reveal about four more guards (I wasn't sure what to call them anymore) outside with flashlights that blinded me when the bright light hit my eyes. My eyes didn't have enough time to adjust since I was jerked to my feet by (presumably) the guards sitting next to me during the ride, grabbing my upper arms with vice-like grips. I didn't even attempt to struggle, knowing that I wouldn't get free and that I didn't know where I was. They dragged me out of the back of the van and I might've tripped over my own feet if it wasn't for the guards that had grabbed my arms. After some time my eyes adjusted to the bright light and I saw that I was in an unfamiliar place and that it was already night time.

'Not to sound cliché, but I don't think I'm in Ohio anymore…' I thought.

I realized we were heading towards a big building that reminded me of a stadium, except that it didn't have as big of a dome and didn't exactly look like one. We entered the building through it's double doors and into a somewhat dimly lit room, the two guards led me up to a desk where another guard sat. They started talking to each other and I didn't pay attention until the guard at the desk mentioned 'registered'.

"Registered?" I asked.

"Yes. You'll be registered just like all the others we brought here were." He told me. "Now, your first name?"

"Helena."

"Middle name?"

"Eleanor."

"And last name?"

"Laramie."

"Okay…" Hiss British accented voice trailed off as he filled in additional information that I realized were ones that were physical description when I noticed that he wrote 'Blue' under eye color. "Age and birth date?"

"Age 18. Birth date August 24, 1992."

"Good. Just need to take a photo and then we'll place you with the others."

They took my picture with a digital camera before leading me down a hallway to another set of double doors (which one the guards had to unlock) before dragging me inside. My eyes widened when I aw that all the people in the huge room were women the same age or a year or two older than me. The two guards let go of my arms before I heard the doors slam shut behind me. I just stood there feeling confused. What was going on here? Why was I or all these other women here?

Realizing that just standing here wasn't going to give me answers (which I knew I wouldn't get anytime soon) I walked out from underneath the arch that overshadowed the doorway a good three yards in front of the double doors.

"Look out!"

Something ran into me and knocked me to the ground 5 feet away from where I had been standing as a loud slamming sound of something heavy landing on the ground. I looked up to where I had been to find a metal anvil on the ground. I felt my heart hammering in my chest as my blood seemed to go cold when I realized that I would've been hit by that anvil and possibly killed! I looked up to where the anvil had fallen from, only for my eyes to widen from the person I saw!

'It…it can't be…!' I thought, terrified.

The person I saw standing on the high balcony overlooking the room was someone I knew from manga/anime: Alucard, wearing the outfit he normally wore complete with his red fedora and sunglasses.

'This can't be right! He doesn't exist!'

I watched as he head turned to look at me and I heard a dark chuckle echo throughout the room, sending chills down my spine. He walked away from the side of the balcony until I couldn't see him and assumed he left the room altogether. Knowing from watching the anime of 'Hellsing' that kind of laugh wasn't anything good.

"Are you okay?"

I looked to the person who had knocked me to the floor and saw that it was one of the girls. She had dark colored hair that came to her shoulders and held back in a low ponytail. Chocolate brown eyes looked at me in concern from what had happened earlier. I wasn't quite sure what her age could be, but I had a feeling she was older than me.

"I'm fine." I replied, trying to reassure her. "Just a little shaken up, that's all."

"That's good. That anvil would've killed you if I didn't do anything." She told me. "You're new here, right?"

"Apparently. Who are you?

"I'm Lauren Robinson. How about you?"

"Helena Laramie. What's been going on here? Why are we all here?"

"None of us are sure what's been happening or why. They just started gathering us without telling us anything. They haven't done anything harmful to us except kept us all in this room. Notice anything strange?"

I looked around the huge room, seeing that there were mattresses with covers, blankets, and pillows, some tables and chairs, and doors leading to bathrooms.

"It looks like this is a place for refugees and the homeless with the way everything's arranged, and we're the refugees." I noted.

"Exactly. But the question is why?" Lauren told me. "Here, I'll help you adjust while you're here. We have free reign in this room."

Lauren helped me to adjust to staying in this place. Not only was I the new arrival, but I was the youngest out of everyone. Because of this the other girls called me 'little sister' and they were all nice to me. But despite making me feel welcome I couldn't help but think of that man. Had that really been Alucard. I turned to Lauren who was sitting next to me as everyone ate the food the guards brought us to eat. I had thought it would be gruel, but was surprised to find that it was real food.

"Who was that man I saw when you saved me?" I asked her, playing dumb since I wasn't sure I was right.

"Not quite sure who he is. All we know is that he comes everyday to watch use from that balcony. It's like he's looking for something…or someone. Today was the first time any of us heard him make a sound. Whatever he is it's not human, even if he appears like one. Something about him doesn't feel right to me."

"Oh, okay…"

Her explanation didn't tell me much, but enough to confirm my suspicion.

That night I was lying on the mattress that I was to sleep in during my stay, next to Lauren's bed. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't sleep. I got out of bed to make my way to the bathroom. I turned on the sink to wet my face when I noticed something in the corner of my eye. I turned my eyes to a wall that seemed off and went over to it. I placed my hand against it and didn't see anything wrong with it, until I accidentally pressed harder on it and jumped in surprise. This caused one of the bricks to press inward and open the side of the wall like a door of sorts. Staring at me was a dark passage way and I gulped.

'Okay, creepy passageway.' I thought. 'Possible escape… Looks like I'm going in.'

"And just where do you think you're going?"

I jumped in surprise and whirled around to find Lauren behind me with her arms crossed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked quietly.

"I heard the sink turn on and something else. Turns out it was you finding an opening in the wall of the bathroom. And a possible escape." She told me. "I'm coming with you."

"What?"

"You heard me, little sis. Like it or not, I'm coming."

"Okay."

I looked down the passage way and felt uneasy. What would we encounter? I felt something grasp my hand and saw that it was Lauren's hand.

"It appears you're a bit scared about this, so I'll hold your hand while we make out way through here. Okay?"

"Okay…"

Lauren started to lead me by the hand down the dark passage way, and I was grateful that she was since it was hard to see in this pitch black darkness. As we continued the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as a chill went down my spine, causing me to stop.

"What's wrong?" Lauren asked.

"Something doesn't feel right." I told her. "It feels like we're being watched…"

"You're probably paranoid right now. It's like that for all the new comers that first get here. No need to worry."

She tried to pull me into moving, but I refused.

"It's not that! There's… Something's… here…!"

Suddenly a dark chuckle echoed throughout the dark passage way and I became scared to the point my body started shaking. I didn't need to guess who it belonged to; I knew who it was.

"Who's there?" Lauren called out. "Show yourself!"

As if those had been the magic words a pair of reds eyes, that looked like a mixture of a raging fire and crimson blood mingling together, appeared out of nowhere in the darkness and glowed ominously as they seemed to look straight at us! I heard something like metal clicking and before I knew it a loud bang rang out. I felt Lauren's hold on my hand go slack as I heard something land on the stone floor with a sickening thump. What had happened?

"Lauren?" I called out.

I didn't hear her and I started to blindly feel for her in the dark, even kneeling on the floor to find her. I felt something wet soaking through my paints where I was kneeling and immediately froze in my search. What was soaking through my pants. And why was the floor wet? Using one hand I cautiously felt the floor and slowly followed it to where it was coming from, only to feel dread and my heart beating faster as my fingertips brushed against something cold and what felt like…

My eyes widened when I felt a hand! A cold hand! I gasped when I realized that the hand was Lauren's hand and that she was dead! Then that would mean--!

'Blood!' I started to panic. Knowing that the wetness I felt was actually her blood!

"No… Lauren…" The person who I had first met when I got here and had welcomed me with open arms was dead.

I heard the dark laughter resound all around me, as if taunting me. It didn't help that the darkness of the passage way surrounded me on all sides.

"Why mourn the dead?" A dark seductive, yet alluring deep voice asked. "It's not like they can hear you."

I looked up at the glowing red eyes that looked down at me in a sadistic way. The eyes of the vampire…the monster that killed my friend!

"Why? Why did you kill her?" I cried.

"Why so sentimental? You barely even knew her for a day." He then chuckled. "You're angry at me. What are you going to do? Kill me?"

Before I knew it I was lifted off the floor as my throat was being constricted by a large hand, making it hard for me to breath, not to mention painful. I wrapped my fingers around his wrist in an attempt to pull his hand away, but it was useless. Nothing would work. I felt something lean closer to my face and felt hair and skin lightly brush up against the left side of my head.

"Maybe you'd like to join her?" He whispered into my ear, and I realized how close he was to me when I felt his lips brush against it. The fact that his fangs would be close enough to bite me if he wanted to. "I could easily arrange that."

"…T-then…do it…" I gasped out. The truth was that I was afraid of dying, but being in the situation I was in, it didn't look like I'd be getting out of this alive.

I heard him chuckle at my response before pulling away from my face. I had a feeling that if I had been able to see his face he would've been grinning from ear to ear, but the only think I had to go by were his glowing red eyes.

"With pleasure."

I was starting to get lightheaded and was faintly aware of the tip of a gun pointing to below my left rib cage before I felt excruciating pain explode throughout my body, but mainly where I was shot.

'Is this what it's like to die?' I thought before everything went dark.

ATE: Before you ask, the part where Alucard tried dropped an anvil on top of Helena actually did happen in my dream (no joke at all). It's not exactly the thing you would expect Alucard to do, but it happened. I hope people liked it. Please remember to review.

PS: Before I forget, I bet you noticed that this story doesn't exactly have a title yet since I couldn't think of one. If any of you have a suggestion as to what the title should be, let me know, please. Thank you.