Update: Thanks to my new and lovely beta Ever Autumn13 for editing this chapter for me. From now on she will be my beta.

I don't own anything from Hellsing, only thing I own is my ooc. I am only doing this for fun. Hellsing belong to it creator.

Author's note: This is my first fanfic. This story takes place after the Valentine Brothers attack on the Hellsing. I only have seen both the anime and OVA. I have never read the mangas. I hope you like it and please review. Sorry for my spell and grammar. ^-^

A Rose Meets the Hellsings

Chapter 1

A dark red- haired woman passively walked out of a busy London airport, where an old butler held up an elegantly written sign. The sign read "Roslina Maria Rowland", which was her name, but she liked to be called Rose. Her dark green eyes were hidden under her black framed, rose-tinted sunglasses, which made everything look like it was covered with soft light. She walked over to the butler with a half smile on her face. "Hello, that's me," She said nicely to the old butler. The old butler looked at her while he gently lowered the sign. The butler looked thin, but still had good amount of mussels underneath his clothing. He had his black hair in a ponytail, and looked like a typical English butler that you would have seen in the movies. She could tell by the way he moved that he could easily kill her if she made a wrong move, and even though she knew that, her smile never wavered from her pale but pretty face. "Hello, Miss Rowland, I am Walter and I will take you to the Hellsing estate," the old butler said as he bowed lightly to her. He offered to take her bags, and then led her to the car which was only about 30 meters away.

The new black Jaguar shined in the sunlight. Walter told Rose, it would be one of the few days in England that the sun would be shinning. He opened the trunk of the car and put her two bags in. After he closed the trunk of the car he raced to her side of the car, and opened the door. She wasn't shocked at the luxury of the car when she got in. As the ride continued on, Rose couldn't help but feel a little out of place in the Jaguar. She was wearing a simple black mesh turtleneck, with a red tank top underneath. Her top was fitted to her body and had a woven design around her neck. The only jewelry she wore was a pair of small white gold hoop earrings.

Suddenly Walter with a smile on his face broke the silence. "Sir Hellsing will be waiting for you. Also your things will be put in the guestroom." She nodded gently to show she was listening. Silence immediately took over the car. Rose gently took off her black sunglass. They were unnecessary because the tinted windows. She stared out the window with her dark green eyes, watching as London passed her by. She didn't care much about the famous landmarks, because her mind was drowned in her thoughts. She had never been outside the States in her entire life, and on top of that she was invited to England, by Sir Hellsing herself. Many emotions were rushing through her head. Even though she was feeling anxious about meeting Sir Hellsing, she didn't let it show on her pretty face. She had been killing what most people believed were myths, vampires. Hiding it from normal people had not been easy task over the years and she slowly thought about what her role in this world would be when the vampires were all gone.

London's busy streets had come and gone a few hours ago and now, Rose was looking at the rolling hills of the English countryside. It was a little too green for her taste, but she could live with it for a while. The manor of the Hellsing estate slowly moved closer every minute as the car got closer. It looked more like a castle then a manor. The look and size of the manor left her awestruck, but she kept a calm mask on her face. After a few moments of driving down the long drive way, they finally stopped in front of the manor. Then the black haired butler opened her car door and led her inside.

She followed his lead and went inside. The inside seemed larger than the exterior; it was dark and had that ancient elegance that she liked very much. When she was walking, she felt like someone was watching her as she slowly walked up the stairs behind the old butler. The feeling she felt was more like curiosity, than the lust to kill her. The dark green-eyed girl smiled faintly. She had a feeling she knew who it was, but for now she kept it to herself. Every once in a while she could see out of the corner of her eye a pair of blood-red in the old paintings on the walls. She kept a ghostly smile on her lips until she arrived in front of the wooden doors of Sir Hellsing's office. Walter knocked on the door.

"Come in." The distinct sharpness of a woman's voice came through the solid entry way.

Walter opened the door and she walked into the huge office. The first thing she saw was the infamous Sir Integra sitting behind a massive oak desk. She was a blue-eyed, long blonde-haired woman wearing the traditional suit; pinned to it was a cross. The woman had an intimidating aura about her, as she sat there and smoked her cigar. Rose had a feeling that Sir Integra was not a woman she wanted to piss off.

Integra's glasses flashed as she looked up from her paperwork to Rose. "Welcome Miss Roslina Rowland. I'm Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing. I run the Hellsing Organization. I have been running this organization just like my father did." The blonde-haired woman said with a calm, but commending voice.

"Thank you for having me, Sir. Please just call me Rose," Said the deep red-haired woman as she sat down in a chair that was placed in front of Sir Integra's desk. "Tea will up in moment, Sir," The old butler said with a bow. Integra gently moved her head dismissing Walter to go make the tea.

"Rose, I see from my file that this is the first time that been outside the states. It also states that you worked for a few vampire hunters, and you are a Dhamir*."The leader of the Hellsing Organization said in that matter-of-fact voice to the woman in front of her.

"That is all correct, sir." Rose said as she moved her hair off to one side. "They say good things about you. As long as you work for me, you will follow orders." Sir Integra said with a knowing voice. "Yes, Sir. I will do my best." Rose replied with great strength in her voice and Sir Integra motioned her dismissal. Right as the dark red-haired huntress was opening the ancient door; Rose turned toward the intimidating woman and spoke once more. "What about my blood intake?"

"It has been already taken care of, Ms. Rowland." And Rose closed the door to the person who was starting her new life.

*Dhamir – half vampire