Hey everyone, this is my first Hellsing fanfic I've ever made. I quite like Rip Van Winkle's character and I want to do a good fanfiction for her so here it is and I hope to see what you guys think of it.

Silence…that was the only thing that Rip could hear as she seemed to float above, or under depending on one's view, nothingness…the silence was truly deafening as her ears kept ringing like a grenade had gone off beside her as she moaned. Was this it? Was this what death felt like? Rip's eyes were closed but she didn't dare to open them in case she…in case of what exactly? Death? She mentally laughed, she was already dead, she died at the age of 20 when she had became a vampire in order to serve the SS and had lived for an odd 70 years…70 years, that was how long she had lived for, she had seen many wondrous and terrible things within those seven decades and Rip had to wonder what else would she have seen if she had lived for another 20, 50 or even 100 years…many things perhaps or perhaps not if the Major had his way.

Well…this is it I guess she thought to herself as she wondered if she should open her eyes, did she fear Hell? The answer was yes…all men feared Hell and Rip was no exception, she had killed many people, most if not all innocent people who wanted nothing to do with the war they were waging, and she doubt even if she did not have that sin on her soul that God would allow a vampire to come into his kingdom so the only reasonable theory left was that she was in Hell. Taking a deep breath Rip took the plunge as she slowly opened her eyes expecting a world of hellish nightmares and torment for all eternity as she half expected to be devoured by demons.

However that was not what she saw, instead she saw that she was in a lounge room of some kind, the walls were a pristine yellow with stripes of red and four columns of marble supporting the corners, there was a TV, sofas and couches one which she was sitting on right now, and a table enough to seat dozens of people along with a double door, "What in the…" Rip muttered to herself as this was nothing what she was expecting of Hell and she had to wonder if the angels made a mistake and sent her to Heaven instead of Hell though she really couldn't complain as she looked around and saw no one as she decided to sit there until someone came in.

It took a better part of an hour as Rip waited there occupying herself with watching TV as she flicked towards the news, she had tried the door but it seemed to be locked, where it didn't report anything about any invasion at London so that either meant the Major's operation was a success or it was a failure and her comrades were dead…Rip wondered how long she had been sleeping for as the door opened and a maid came in through the door carrying food on a trolley as she looked at Rip and smiled, "Oh so you're awake" she said her voice like water and so sweet that Rip could only nod as she was too entranced by the maid though why Rip had absolutely no idea, "we were wondering how long it would take for you to wake up" the maid said.

"Where am I?" Rip asked as she kept her eyes on the maid noticing how beautiful and perfect the girl seemed to be while Rip was normal and plain not to mention the freckles on her face were off-putting to most males.

"In Hell" the maid answered as though it wasn't anything to be concerned about as Rip's stomach rolled, so she was in Hell…it seemed she was unable to escape her eternal damnation as she sighed heavily, "were you expecting something else?" the maid asked with a small smile, "Heaven perhaps?"

"W-well not really but…" Rip looked around herself to make sure this wasn't an illusion though it could well easily be and she would find herself in the most horrible Hell her mind could ever conjure up, "this wasn't what I was expecting when I imagined Hell" she sheepishly admitted as the maid laughed softly.

"That is what all souls say" she replied, "now then…you must be hungry so please eat and drink to your heart's content" the maid said as for the first time Rip saw that there were food on the table, delicious and tempting food, as well as what seemed to be blood but when Rip came closer she smelt that it was simply wine as Rip found herself ravenous though she really couldn't drink wine as she needed blood to sustain herself as she looked at the maid.

"Uhm…I appreciate the food but…" she looked at the wine wondering if she should say that she needed blood to feed herself as the maid looked at Rip with confusion before realisation dawned on her.

"Oh…so you're a vampire aren't you?" the maid said as she quickly whisked the wine away and then took another wine glass out as she rummaged underneath the trolley before taking out several blood packs, "any blood preferences or is O type okay?"

"Uh…O type is okay" Rip said though she would have preferred A+ but she guessed O would be okay for now as the maid poured some blood into the wine-glass as she took several similar packets and laid them out on top of each other next to the glass.

"Enjoy your meal and if you need anything just shout for Maria and I'll come here straight away" Maria said as she took the trolley out as Rip could only mutter a soft thanks before she began to eat her meal. It was nothing like she ever expected, the food was truly delicious though eating military rations for almost 50 years one would expect anything other then that to be delicious, but this was really superb and she would've done anything to even have a bite of it. The blood was okay and she really did miss drinking A+ but this was okay for now as she simply drank and ate her fill until she felt she could've burst as she sighed pleasantly. Now the question came what would happen to her it was clear to her that she was dead as she touched the wound where Alucard had pierced her with her own musket...the pain then had been excruciating and truthfully she was glad she died...it was better then feeling that kind of pain over and over again; but now that she was dead for real she wasn't sure what was going to happen to her...would she be eternally tormented in Hell? It would be a fitting punishment for a sinner such as her. She had never believed in God before, she never believed in anything but the ideal dream, but now for the first time Rip wished that God was here with her so to at least comfort her as she walked over to the TV and resumed watching the news as the door opened again and Rip expected Maria to come back.

Instead however she saw a young man with black hair and wearing a business suit and fedora as a flawless smile as he took off the fedora and threw it on one of the couches, "Have you had your fill? First Lieutenant Rip Van Winkle?" he asked in a sweet and hypnotic voice as Rip's breath seemed to have left her as she viewed this perfect man, this perfect speicimen of what the Fuher wanted for the Third Reich, if she had a beating heart no doubt it would be beating like crazy.

"H-hello" she whispered in response as a deep blush settled on her face.

"And hello to you my dear First Lieutenant" the man said edging closer to her, "have you eaten your fill? I suspect that you would be ravenous considering how long you have slept for."

"Yes thank you for the meal" Rip replied, "a-and Rip would be just fine."

"Very well then Rip" the man said, "do you know who I am?" he asked as he sat himself down on one of the couches as he smiled at Rip as she shook her head, "I'm none other then the Dark Lord himself, the Fallen One, the Devil etc. etc. I am Satan."

Wait...Satan? The Satan? The one person that ruled the Underworld and the one person that was the mortal enemy of God himself? What was he doing here talking to a soul? Did he do this everytime a soul arrives? A million questions streamed into Rip's mind as she tried to keep up with what was going on as she realised that she had stopped breathing completley due to the shock as she resumed breathing, "R-right...uh...well...it's a pleasure to meet you Lord, uh I mean sir no Lord, Satan" Rip said clumsily as Satan laughed.

"Just call me Satan, I'm not really Lord or Sir however those mortals call me, I'm just a Fallen Angel that have gone over to the dark side and subsequently rule this piece of land called the Underworld" Satan replied calmly.

"Uhm...Satan...if I may ask...what's happening in the real world?" Rip asked as she had been curious as to what had happened in the real world and what was the situation right now.

"Ah I was wondering when you would ask that" Satan said with a smile, "so before you say anything I'll guess what you wanna ask: one, the Major's operation was a complete failure and Millenium is completely and utterly destroyed, two your comrades are all dead and three...you have been sleeping for almost 20 years give or take."

Rip was completely bamboozled, those were the answers to the exact questions that she wanted to ask him and she was surprised that he was able to guess it so easily, "I guess I'm like an open book right now" she said sadly, her friends were dead, the ideal and belief that she fought for gone...and if her calculation was right she would be somewhere around 2012 right now...a long time to be dead.

"Not quite, I'm just good at guessing questions" Satan said, "so other then those three questions any other things you want to ask me?"

"Y-yes...I want to know what you intend to do with me, I'm obviously dead so I guess I get tormented for all eternity?"

Satan laughed as he shook his head, "Why do all mortals think like that? Hell doesn't have to be a scary place where people fear to tread, we simply cater for souls that have committed evil all their life and had not redeemed themselves...or those that are sent from Heaven to here on rare occassions...but no...you simply live here for the rest of time though it's very unsafe in some of the districts so it's not exactly paradise per se" he explained, "but no...you see Rip I have a much, much more useful task for you to do rather then just wallow in here."

A task...for her to do? Rip wondered what kind of task that Satan wanted her to do, the only thing she was good at was shooting, so perhaps he was going to hire her to kill someone...she wondered why her? Why not one of the other demons, surely there were other demons that were just as good or perhaps even better then her in this so why did it have to be her?

"Now you may be asking yourself, why me? Why not some other demon?" Satan commented, was he able to read minds? That unnerved Rip slightly but she didn't show it, "The reason because...well...this falls outside of my purview as King of the Underworld, in fact this is above my paygrade."

"E-excuse me sir?" Rip said in surprise.

"Well you see we have a slight problem in the real world" Satan explained, "there is something that is stirring up, something not of this world, neither Heaven nor Hell can figure out what it is and we someone to figure out what is happening."

"Why can't Hellsing or the Vatican deal with this?" Rip asked.

"Because...because Hellsing has been disbanded for more then 15 years and if you're counting on Iscariot then they've also been disbanded for 17 years" as that came as a surprise to Rip, surely with all the vampires and supernatural creatures running around they would have at least kept Iscariot operational, it didn't make sense that they would take away the world's only form of defence.

"Since the Major's failed operation the number of supernatural incidents have dramatically declined" Satan commented not sure whether he read her mind again or it was some background information, "therefore the Vatican believed that Iscariot were uneccessary and released all of its members though there are rumours that Father Alexander Anderson is being kept alive through cryogenics though neither Heaven or the Vatican deny or confirmed it so I'm not sure and as for Alucard...we have no idea where he is."

"You lost track of the world's most powerful vampire?" Rip asked as she would have thought that Hell would have at least kept track of him.

"He's a fussy vampire and since Integra Hellsing's death he has been MIA since...I doubt he would ever resurface again but please be careful in case he does" Satan said.

"Alright, so you just want me to investigate what's going on and then what?" Rip asked.

"You'll receive your orders once you're topside but for now just relax" Satan said, "the door's open for you so you can wander around Hell, just be here when I call for you" as he then vanished right before Rip's eyes as she blinked and sighed wondering just what has she gotten herself into this time.