A.U-I've been wondering about a story for Hellsing but I've been a little too skiddish to do so, this simply because I'm never sure if I can get the characters that aren't mine...well...'in character'. This of course has been a thought of mine since my sophmore year in high school when I'd orriginally Wanted to write one. Well...almost three years down the road and I'm ready to have a go at it. NOTE- I still may not have the characters down just right YET. So...I need YOU yes YOU wonderful Hellsing fans to Let me know and give me the advise and such needed to make it better. Just ...try not to kill my soul TOO much please.

Disclamers ( In Itallic, bold AND UNDERLINED...cause you NEED TO KNOW) I do not own anything but Ericka. She is my character and therefore, I own her soul. :D Enjoy!

Light green eyes, hidden by black shaggy bangs were lidded; their form slouched in the cushion of the bus seat. They had been awake and alert for the last thirty six hours and now the insomnia was finally wearing off. A pair of baggy, black cargo pants and an oversized hooded sweatshirt, along with bound breasts hid their female form well enough for passersby to think 'male'; a teenage male to be exact, going by the name of 'Vincent' instead of Ericka, their real name.

The seventeen year old did a quick sweep of the buss without being noticed. There was a business man two seats behind, two males that looked to be in their late teens to early twenties three seats in front of her, and a trio of giggling girls admiring a rather flirtatious boy in the very back. The two in front of her were gruff looking, both grungy with clothes that could only be placed as 'thugs'. Taking note that these two hadn't seen her since they'd boarded, however, along with the fact that she was posed as a 'he', Ericka thought it safe enough to sleep. With a nod of satisfaction at her thoughts, heavy lids finally closed and the girl let sleep take over.

Enter Dream

Well….today fucking sucked, Ericka kept this thought in her mind as she rounded the corner of the alleyway that was close to her hellish home. Today had been the official Graduation for the high school student and it went as she had expected it to. She had woken up, heard nothing from her parents as they were hung over from partying again. She'd gotten Abbey, her little sister, ready for the ceremony and they'd set off. Her parents did come, though they'd grumbled the whole way there. They'd watched her get a diploma and instead of getting pictures like other families had, it was straight home so she could go to work at the mall downtown and her parents could get stoned.

Now it was almost ten thirty, so her parents were most likely passed out. Taking one last corner, she walked up the steps to the front door and twisted the knob to see if it was locked….and the door swung open.

Ericka tilted her head, odd….normally it was locked, unless Abbey was still up. She sighed; this would mean the six year old had been through a nightmare again. Stepping into the house, she clicked on her miniature flashlight in case her parents were on the floor passed out. "Abbey…" she whispered. "Abbey come on, if you're up I'll take you to bed now, okay sweetie." She turned when she heard floorboards creak. Shining the beam she opened her mouth to speak. Instead, green eyes widened in horror at the sight as she screamed.

End Dream

The feeling of someone touching her shoulder caused Ericka to wake with a jolt. Her eyes were wide as she turned to look at the one rousing her.

The bus driver blinked, "Sorry kid, didn' mean to startle ya, but this is the last stop and I wanna go home." He hesitated before adding, "I can't let ya sleep on here for the night, boy."

Boy…? That's right; she was disguised as a boy. Nodding, Ericka stood and headed for the exit, only to feel a hand on her shoulder.

The driver handed out some money. "Here's some cash for ya kid. I'm not normally this generous, but there's something about you…"

Ericka gave a little quirk of a smile, deepening her voice as she replied. "There's always something about me, sir." Accepting the money she added, "Thanks," and hopped off the bus.

The buss took off down the road as Ericka took in her surroundings. The sun was just now setting and it looked as if there was a small country village ahead, with nothing more than grass and trees everywhere else. The bus stops all the way out here? Ericka shook her head; Europe was different compared to her city life in America. Or at least what had been her life; it was a life that she wanted to forget though, or at least the end of it.

Shuddering, she began walking towards the little village before something caught her eye. A little church, which looked almost abandoned, was out by itself. Ericka tilted her head slightly in thought. Hmm…I need more sleep….bingo; she headed for the church at a low jog. Approaching the abandoned building, she looked around to see if there was any way to get in other than the front door. She successfully found a back door knocked in and quickly ducked inside.

Though it was dark, there was just enough light to see and she easily made her way through the halls, her footsteps quiet against the wooden floor. She stilled at the muffled sound of a female voice. Damn, the place wasn't empty after all. Now on guard, she pulled out a knife of silver with a well decorated handle from the pocket of her hoddie and moved forward cautiously.

A door appeared at the end of the hall and Ericka heard the voice again, followed by a male's this time. With a frown, she slowly turned the doorknob just enough to open the door and peek out.

It was the front of the church, where services were held and a man, who appeared to be dressed as a priest, and a young woman police officer were standing together. The officer seemed as if she were drugged, but Ericka couldn't see the man; his back was facing her. At first, her mind thought of 'lover', but then the police officer pulled a gun to the man's head mumbling. "Stop…or I'll blow your brains out…"

Ericka raised an eyebrow and slipped into the shadows of the candle lit room when a gunshot sounded. She turned, expecting to see brain matter and blood from the man's head everywhere. However, the two seemed to be alive and focused on the double door entrance to the room.

Okay…what the fuck? Ericka frowned, thinking to herself and uncaring of this new male voice. Then she heard it growl out, "God damned punk!"

At this Ericka's brows furrowed. Wait…who's the punk, the guy? Slipping back against the wall, farther back into the darkness, she watched. Apparently the two male individuals were vampires, the one holding the police officer being a 'freak'. He was disguising himself as a priest and terrorizing the village. The other vampire, who had a black suit, red coat, red had, and tinted glasses was ordered by his human master to kill this other vampire.

Had Ericka heard this same conversation before she'd graduated, the teen would've laughed hysterically. Ever since that night….the night she'd left home…well…

Green eyes narrowed as she gripped her knife tighter. Though she was only seventeen, the girl had been able to hold her own in a fight since fifth grade. She'd become interested in knives by her freshman year and they were her favorite weapon since. She was considered the champion of her school when it came to throwing them as well. She was also one of the few who followed gut instinct most of the time.

At the moment, instinct was telling her to get the police officer and herself the hell out of here, but… Ericka watched as soldiers appeared out of nowhere through the pews, Guns pointed towards the vampire in red. Her lips formed a thin line as she began studying them curiously before she froze. Each soldier that she could see a full view of their face had empty sockets….like a zombie.

The vampire in red just smiled. "You let your ghouls do your dirty work?"

The other stiffened. "I think you need to die now."

Oh god…shit! Ericka was trembling wide eyes locked on the mindless undead ghouls as they began to take aim. The sound of bullets snapped her out of her paralyzed state and she focused on the other vampire with his female captive. Only got one shot… Stepping forward she cut a deep line along the undead man's back with a flick of her wrist, causing him to release the officer with a yelp.

Before anyone could turn to look, Ericka was back in the shadows. The officer wasn't so fortunate, as a ghoul turned and began pumping bullet after bullet into her torso. By the time the vampire priest snapped his fingers for them to stop, she was already dead.

Ericka shook her head sadly. I'm sorry… I didn't mean for you to die… Eyes made their way to their way to the man in the red coat that was….moving. He'd been shot by a room full of people and he was slowly getting to his feet, laughing. She stared lightly in disbelief as he began to regenerate his body; even his clothes where being pieced back together.

His hat and glasses had been knocked off when he'd fallen from being shot. As he looked up, shaggy black hair hung down just barely hiding blood red eyes. "Your manmade bullets can't destroy me!" He stated, fangs showing while his eyes looked wild and crazy.

Ericka watched as he pulled out his own gun and began shooting the ghoulish soldiers. The other vampire stared, flustered as his minions turned into dust. His hand went to his back and felt the slice that Ericka had made with her knife.

Trembling, Ericka gripped her knife tighter, as she slid down to sit on the floor. Her back pressed to the wall and her legs pressed to her chest as the vampire turned, eyes blazing.

The fake priest reached out into the shadowed area where Ericka had just been. His hand hit the wall and he looked into the dark, squinting lightly. As he looked down, his eyes met Ericka's and became furious. He opened his mouth to speak just as a shot rang out and a hole blew through his chest.

Ericka had to bite down hard on her bottom lip in order to hide the scream. Slowly looking up, she saw the hole in the wall where the bullet had gone through the vampire and had hit… about a foot and a half above her head. Green eyes looked at the now truly dead vampire just in time. She shut them quickly as the corpse turned to dust over top of her. Shaking lightly, she opened her eyes once more to find the one with the red coat gone.

After about a minute later, the seventeen year old got to her feet before shaking her entire body. Dust fell from her hair and clothes and landed on the rest of the particles. She glanced over to the female officer's body, her gun lying next to her. Ericka made her way over to the corpse. "Sorry miss…" she crouched down before snagging the gun and its holster, placing it on her person. She then patted her down to find some extra cash and placed it with the money the bus driver had given her.

"You're not the only one who can hide in the shadows…" The deep, male voice was from behind her.

Ericka froze, knife still in hand as she slowly stood. Turning, she saw the vampire in red, his hat now placed on his head. His glasses were gone though, leaving those deep red eyes to stare so piercingly it was as if they looked into her very soul. Could he look into her soul? She tried not to bite her lip in front of him. No…that would show fear…and fear was the last thing she wanted to show to this man.

He tilted his head, staring at her curiously. "You're a very strange child… trying to fight a vampire…even if he was weak." He walked forward, inches from the teen before looking to the dead officer. "She didn't want to die tonight..." he looked into the forest green eyes. "She didn't have to either…"

Think Ericka… Quickly, her hand went out and slashed his chest with the large knife before jumping to the right. Her body crashed through a stained glass window as she positioned herself to tuck and roll. Within minutes she was back on her feet and running, hood flying back revealing short, raven black hair cut and styled as what one would call an 'emo' boy's. As she ran, there was a laughter in her head that sounded more like the bloodsuckers before a thought hit her mind, this being her own: You're fucked.

Alucard glanced at the broken window, a small grin on his face. The teen had a bit of fire within her. Her scent was the only way he knew she was in fact a she and it had fear twisted throughout it the entire time he stood before her….but not when she attacked the other….Smart girl… He glanced down at where she had sliced him. The wound was healing slower than even the bullet wounds had, and it had truly given him a bit of pain. Not much… but enough for it to sting slightly as one would feel if they were stung by an insect. So it was a blessed blade then. How did she know to attack with a blessed knife? He raised an eyebrow towards the pane less window, the girl now gone from view, when he felt his master, Integra, tap into his thoughts.

Is it done, Alucard?

Yes… The vampire paused. There is one thing though…

What?

A child, wearing all black… short raven hair and green eyes… I want to keep her.

No, you are to release the girl now…you haven't bitten her have you?

The vampire walked towards the window, a full moon overhead. She attacked me with a knife and then escaped me… He smirked, I enjoy a chase though, master…

A sigh echoed through his thoughts. Alucard the organization has no use for children and neither do you.

She knew to carry a blessed knife…and she attacked the target as well with no fear.

At first, silence… then, it doesn't matter. You still can't-

I'm catching her…and keeping her as mine, whether you help or not, master.

Damn it, Alucard NO! You will leave her alone! That's an-

She's heading your way…

Integra snarled and the connection broke. Alucard chuckled lightly slowly disappearing into the shadows. "Let's see if you can hide now…girl."

Ericka continued to run, her breathing slowly getting heavy. Every few moments she'd look over her shoulder. Why didn't he follow me? She slowed to a walk as she moved uphill now. Maybe… she shook her head. Who knows?

Reaching the top of the hill, she froze at the sight of army like trucks and a black car. Soldiers were lined up and a woman with blonde hair in a green suit was in front. Glasses hid blue eyes which were staring into Ericka's green. A smile hit the woman's lips before she spoke, her British accent clearly visible. "Are you lost?"

Ericka paused before replying with her disguised boy voice. "No miss, just going for a walk."

"I wouldn't advise it…" the woman stated, smile still there. "There's a madman on the loose, and though the knife will give you protection… it's still not safe."

Ericka blinked glancing at the knife in her hand still. Letting out a breath she gave a slight smile before opening her mouth to speak.

"Especially for a young girl like you," the woman added slowly.

Ericka froze, a smile turning into a dropped jaw. Eyes wide, she took a step back. "How…how did you..."

"Isn't that right, Alucard?" The woman spoke again, looking behind Ericka now.

Ericka whipped around; knife at the ready but the wrist was caught by the vampire in red. A slight squeak passed her lips as she stared in fear.

Alucard grinned, canines almost glowing in the moonlight. "You're away from the shadows you hide in now…girl."

Ericka trembled, her breath hitching in her chest. Her knees felt weak before her legs gave out. The deep laughter of the red-eyed male was the last thing she heard before everything went black…

…but only for a little while, as the nightmare closed in on her again.

Alriiiiight...first one up! (whew! wasn't too bad) Hopefully you all liked it somewhat. So ...stay tuned to see what happens to dear little Ericka.

Ericka- HEY! Quit talking about me like I'm some damsel in distress!

O.o how'd YOU get in here?