A/N: Hello and welcome to my Hellsing story! For those who are reading and loving my OUAT story, fear not! An update is coming. I wanted to work on the story more before posting. Anyways, this is my first Hellsing story ever. I started to writing it after watching the anime again and I am going to finally post it! I did some research regarding my character and giving her a good background. It may not be a hundred percent accurate as I mixed and twisted things to fit my story and character. I hope you guys all enjoy this and I'll post as much as I can. Please review! I love reviews. I want to know what you all think, ideas you have, and critiques. Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing or the characters affiliated. Only my OC and added content.

Rate M for reasons. You've all seen the show, or even read the maga. So, no fretting over the M content to come!

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My nostrils flared as I stared down the blood sucker before me. Her eyes bright red and full of frenzy. That mouth full of sharp teeth, stained with the blood of an innocent hiker in my woods. She must be a fledgling. A new vampire that lacks the control for its hunger. I could see her hands shaking, her smile wide as she stared at me like some new toy to play with. She took a step forward and I let out a warning growl. The fur on my back was raised, my teeth bared, coated with deadly saliva. I was waiting for her to make the first move. I liked to make my prey think it had a chance. I've formed an unhealthy habit of playing with my prey. What could I say? I liked to have a little fun on my hunts for the evil that lurks in the dark.

She let out a surprisingly chilling screech before throwing her self in my direction. She was moving quick. I let out a growl as I pushed my paws into the dirt to bring my self forward into an aggressive sprint. As we met, I moved my body to her left, grabbing her arm with my teeth before whipping my head, bringing her backwards and onto the ground with a thump! I lunged on top of her, my jaws barely missing her neck as she grabbed my scruff with one hand and tried to push me off with the other. I could feel her strength, briefly remembering it had been quite some time since I've come across a young vampire.

The fledgling nearly managed to push me off but I managed to get ahold of her throat with my jaws. My teeth dove deep into her skin, crunching her trachea, allowing the blood to pour out all over the fledgling, the forest floor, and my fur. I bit down again to get my jaws all the way around her neck. The fledgling screamed and fought against me even if it was for nothing. I placed my paw on her and pulled my head back, bringing her throat and neck with me. I dropped the flesh and snorted as the head rolled to the side. I shook my fur of the blood and looked around me. I had gotten pretty far away from civilization. Far enough away that no one would look for her here and the wildlife would do it's job. I took one last glance at the creature before me.

'Such a young face. She probably had the whole world ahead of her.' I thought as a small wave of sadness washed over my body.

I sighed and turned around to head back home when I smelled him. It stopped me in my tracks. I took a deep inhale through my nose, eyes closed, taking him in. Musky. Gun residue. Iron. Blood. He was a vampire. A strong one at that given his scent screamed alpha. Despite that it was an intoxicating scent, he was still an intruder. I growled and looked around me for any sign of him.

"My, my. What a mess you've made." I whipped around to face my uninvited guest. I nearly dropped my hard gaze when I saw how big this man was. I stood my ground. He just smiled at me, large fangs gleamed in the moonlight. His round glasses glowed with an orange hue that complimented his red ensemble rather well. He certainly was dressed to make a statement. Maybe a little too much so.

"You've caused my Master quite the head ache leaving torn up vampire bodies around." His smile grew wider as he took a step forward. I continued to hold my ground despite my nerves flaring up. What was wrong with me? I've never let a vampire make me nervous. But him. Something about him is terrifying and interesting at the same time. He scared me.

I growled with annoyance. I wanted to know why he was here if he wasn't trying to kill me. He seemed to catch on to my thinning patience.

"I'm here on business, wolf. An offer from my master," he said with amusement. "Why not head back to your den and speak in a private setting. Hm?"

I could hear the mischief in his voice however, I could tell he was being truthful. He had a message to send to me. I studied him for a moment longer before turning around and heading in the direction of my home. I waited till I heard his foot steps move towards me before taking off in a sprint. I wasn't running from him. I just knew that a vampire like him had a way of traveling quickly.

It didn't take me long to get to my house given the speed I had as a wolf. It was on the other side of the woods, on across from some farms, and back into the thick of the trees. It was a house that my parents inherited to me. It was quiet and the perfect distance from town. I walked through the doggy door and to my bedroom. I shifted, loose, dark fur falling to the ground. I pulled on my yoga pants and a lose t-shirt before a presence made it's self known. He was in my room. The nerve of him.

"You are quick, wolf. And oh, how I enjoy a good chase," he whispered from behind me, his breath dancing across my neck.

I let out a shocked gasp before clenching my hand and bringing it around to swing a fist. Didn't this vampire know to never sneak up on a wolf? I didn't like that he got me by surprise, let alone in my home.

He grabbed my wrist with such ease, his smile was wide and amused. "Is that anyway to treat your guest?"

I glared at him, yanking my arm back to my self. He was getting on my every nerve with that dumb smile. What did he have to smile about? It was getting weird and sort of creepy. I moved my attention to the door, which I motioned to with a lazy hand.

"Lets go discuss business, shall we?" I said getting to the point of why he was even here. I started to walk out the door when he blocked my exit. I groaned.

"Dude, you're pushing it."

"I don't see what's wrong with discussing business in the bedroom. I find that it could be rather fun," he teased, his voice was deep and the words flowed out of his mouth like music. Who was this man? And why did I feel something unknown within me?

I didn't let my features fall from the firm expression I wore. Inside, my nerves were blowing up by how close we were and what he was suggesting. His scent was lovely and it was pulling at me much to my distaste.

"Because it's my room and I don't want you in here. Lets go," I demanded and ducked under his arm and walked down the hall. I could hear him follow me; his footsteps were surprisingly light for a man of his size.

I plopped my self on the lounge chair as soon as we reached the living room. I gestured to the couch, "Make your self comfortable."

He sat down a lot more gracefully than I did. He made it look like some kind of art form. I observed him as he removed his hat, and then next his glasses. His hair was rather long for a man but not unappealing. It was as black as night, really bringing out his red eyes. I wasn't surprised to find them red, vampires have red eyes. I was surprised to find how beautiful they were. They reminded me of me rubies.

"What do you want, vampire?" I asked ignoring all previous thoughts in my head.

"My Master wishes to offer you a position within our organization. Not only will it aid us but it will give you immunity where ever you go to eliminate a target. Including the Vatican." The way he spoke with such elegance I couldn't help but glance at his mouth a few time as he enunciated certain words.

"How do you know about my...relationship with the Vatican?" I asked. If who he works for is so powerful that the Vatican had to stay away then I'm sure I could trust that they would know everything about me. I just needed some verbal confirmation that they knew.

The corners of his mouth threatened to create a smirk. However, he kept a serious expression.

"With the Vatican recently being in the area, naturally we had to investigate why," he answered.

I sighed and leaned back into my chair, feeling slightly relaxed. The Vatican was my only fear. I would not even wish my greatest enemy to be at the mercy of the Vatican. But with this vampire here right now, with Hellsing wanting to recruit me, that fear was nearly non existent.

"I would like to speak with your master." I decided. He broke out in a large smile, those fangs drawing my attention.

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I sat in a large, expensive chair. My back straight, hands folded neatly in my lap with one ankle tucked under the other. I had a simple, long sleeved, dress on paired with red heals. My hair pulled back in a pony tail, loose curls falling around my face. I made a point to dress nicely to show this person I was more than just some wolf that ran around the country side.

"Miss Roberts, it's a pleasure for you to have met with me in person." My attention was on the woman that sat before me at a large antique desk. Her hair long was nearly white against her olive skin. Her blue eyes bright, stern, and cautious.

"The pleasure is all mine, Miss?" I was never actually told her name. I only knew her as the Vampire's Master which was surprising enough. She must be one very powerful and patient woman.

"Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing of the Hellsing Organization," the woman replied.

"And what do I owe the pleasure of Hellsing taking an interest in me?" I asked.

"Hellsing's main objective is to protect the public from creatures of the night. To keep the existence of vampires, ghouls, wolves, and the like out of the knowledge of the public. We work directly under the Queen her self," Integra started to explain further into what Hellsing does exactly, missions and training exercises.

"Rather than covering up your messes," she started, giving me a hard look that caused me to start fidgeting, "I want you to be on our ranks. I want you to help us protect civilians from the evil that lurks at night. Just tracking you over the last few weeks, you've shown strategy with your hunts. You know how to properly eliminate ghouls and vampires. I believe that you could be a very valuable soldier to us. With some additional training, you could be nearly unstoppable. Especially with some training on being more discrete with your kills." I knew could use more guidance on the matter, however, in my defense, it was hard to be discrete where I took my prey and discarded them.

"Your vampire told me you could also protect me from the Vatican." Everything else sounded great. Being apart of an organization that helped protect humans from the evil in the world was something I could get behind. However, I still needed to know if they could protect me from the hands of the Catholics.

"Alucard is correct, Miss Roberts I can promise immunity and protection from the Vatican. So as long as you're apart of Hellsing, you will be untouchable," Integra answered with such a promise in her words. The way she said it made me feel a lot more at ease.

"Please, call me Tala." I never liked being called "Miss Roberts". It sounded too formal, especially for someone that killed creatures almost every night.

Integra smiled. "Tala. Pretty name. Native American name meaning 'wolf', if I'm correct."

"Yes, Sir." I nodded, a smile forming across my lips at her mentioning of my name's origin.

"My mother was Navajo. She met my father during her trip to England. She was traveling across Europe many, many years ago," I told Integra.

"A skin-walker is what you would be called then?"

I nodded, "Yes. If you want to get technical with it."

"Was your mother a wolf?" she asked, leaning forward with such interest in what I was telling her. I'm sure she probably knew most of what my life was made up of. She was the head of a powerful organization that dealt with the supernatural.

"Yes. My mother's bloodline were all skin-walkers, all wolves." Even if she did know, I would answer her questions nonetheless.

"Interesting you should have blue eyes and not gold," Integra pointed out.

I smiled for a brief moment. Yes, my eyes set me apart from my Native American family. I had my father's eyes but if you put me next to a picture of my mother, I'm nearly a spitting image of her. Black hair and high cheek bones. Full lips and a sharp nose. My skin was not quite as dark, but a mix of her's and my father's, leaving me to look sun-kissed from the summer sun. I looked unique to say the least.

"How did her family react?"

"They shunned her for falling in love with a white man. For having a child with him. Lets just say she stayed with my father and led a happy life until his death. She was nearly a shell when he died." I explained to the woman before me.

"She died from a broken heart. It's the one thing can kill us, losing a mate." I looked at Integra, waiting for her to ask the next question.

"Did he know?" Integra asked. She didn't have to specify what it was.

"Yes, he did. And he didn't care. He loved her. And she loved him, even as she watched him age. She was always by his side. It made things hard. We moved quite a bit all over Europe to refrain from questions regarding my mother's youthful appearance and my rapid growth," I answered her as I fiddled with the hem of my dress. Talking about my family made me anxious. It was not something I did often. Maybe only a handful of times to a couple friends over the years and a psychologist. Now I could add Integra to that list.

"How old are you?" I was fairly certain she knew this fact already. I supposed she wanted to make sure I wasn't lying about any of my information. After all, this was a job interview. Technically.

"Little over a hundred," I answered.

She smiled, pleased with what she was hearing it seemed. "You've seen a lot happen I can assume."

"Sir, why are you asking all of these questions. Surely you already know my history."

"I need to make sure everything is accurate, truthful, before trusting you and allowing you to work along side my men. They are human after all. I must be sure that the one's recruited by Hellsing are with good intentions and control," she explained to me.

I studied her for a moment, trying to read her. It was difficult but her eyes told me what I needed to know about her. Integra was a determined woman, determined to keep innocent humans safe from the evil that lurks within the supernatural world. Not only did she care for the innocent, but her soldiers. She wanted them to be safe. Well, as much as possible given their job description. I could gather she was young and full of fire and purpose. I was already onboard with working for Hellsing, but getting a good read on who could be my boss really sealed the deal for me.

"What conclusion have you come to?" I asked her. I knew mine, but now it was time to hear what she thought after questioning me for the past ten minutes.

"Tala Roberts, I welcome you to the Hellsing Origination." She stood up and walked from her desk towards me. I stood up at well before she stopped in front of me, holding her hand out. I took her hand, giving her a firm handshake.

"It's an honor, Sir," I said to her as we dropped our hands back to our sides.

"Now to discuss the final details and what is to be expected." She walked back behind her desk and sat back down. She went over with me my salary which nearly made my jaw drop. I attempted to negotiate it down thinking it was too generous but Integra would have none of it.

"Given the high mortality rate of your job and what you will be going against, the pay is set and final. Should you have to take medical leave, we want you to be able to live comfortably during that time. You'll medical needs will also be covered by Hellsing."

I didn't speak against it any further. As much as I thought it was all too much, I could see she was final in this decision. I could also understand the reasoning for Hellsing be so generous to their employees.

"For housing, we normally would require you live on the premises. However, with you being a rogue wolf, I understand you require your own territory and space. Plus, you're home isn't far from this location making transportation easy. I see no need to make you move," Integra told me.

This was one thing I wondering about, something that was causing the last bit of uneasiness to stir with in me. I'm glad that Integra had the knowledge of rogue wolves to know that we prefer our own territory. As far as rogue wolves go, there aren't many. My mother's family were all pack oriented. I ended up being the one that preferred my own space and company. Another reason my mother's family didn't accept me.

"You will, however, have a Hellsing uniform when you are not a wolf. Walter will assist you with that today after we are done here. You will have options for your uniform to ensure comfort and practicability. During meetings here within Hellsing manor, you will be required to wear professional attire. Is that understood?" Her eyes were hard during this suggesting that there had been some slight problems in the past regarding uniforms and professional attire. I had the feeling that the vampire was the cause behind her firmness for the subject.

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. Now that this has been discussed, I have some paperwork for you to read over and sign before you uniform fitting." Integra pulled out a small stack of papers and set them on the other side of the desk in front of me.

I took in a deep breath, taking in everything that had just happened and had been said. This was my chance to do something huge with my life. Something that will be better than just random hunts. The aspect of being on a team was very foreign, and while I was excited for this new chance, I still felt discomfort being around others, especially humans. This would all be new and probably difficult for awhile but my confidence is telling me I could do this.

"What exactly do these paper entail?" I asked picking a pen out a little wooden cup from the large desk.

Integra lit a cigar and inhaled deeply. She exhaled slowly before answering my question. "Everything I just told you, rules, regulations, a form regarding termination and memory wipe should you tell anyone of Hellsing, and another form stating should you harm or kill a member of Hellsing, imprisonment or death will be punishment."

I looked at the papers once more and than back at Integra. I didn't have friends to tell Hellsing about even if I wanted to. Well, friends that were still breathing. I doubt I will kill anyone on the Hellsing staff. I had very good control over my self and have sworn not to harm innocents.

"I'll make this quick so we can get to that uniform fitting," I said bringing the pen to the first space that needed my signature.

"Welcome to the Hellsing Organization, Tala," Integra said.