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Hellsing To Change Destiny- So it begins, Part 1

~Take my hand... Into a den full of monsters~

When I opened the door to his cage, I had no idea what I was getting into. For what seemed the 50th time that evening I scolded myself for being so brash in my decisions. I shuddered as dark, insane laughter seemed to surround me, seemingly embracing my soul. Yes, I was brash... Very brash indeed.

Earlier that day...

I sighed as I was walking home, the bags of groceries dangling from my hands. I huffed in annoyance, remembering what my mother had forgotten-to take care of her only child. "She should remember that she has a daughter! This seems like the 50th time this week that she has forgotten about me, passed out drunk on the couch again." I sighed again, my morbid thoughts cycling through my head over and over again. "Oh well, at least I still care about her." I mumbled softly. "Even if she doesn't care about me."

My shoes made soft tapping noises as I walked onward. "Help...Me..." A strangled voice softly whispered into my ears.I froze, looking around with wide bright blue eyes.

"Ok Sol... You're not going crazy! Ok... Not any more than you are already, but still!" I shut my eyes, willing the creepy feeling that had wrapped around my spine, gripping me with its icy claws. But it wouldn't go away. I started to hyperventilate, my heart pounding in my chest. "Ok, why can't I calm down?" I stumbled, dropping the food I spent all my work money on. Darkness pulled at my vision and gravity seemed to suddenly be against me. I grunted as I fell to my knees. "D...Dizzy, w...why?" I fought with the darkness taking over my vision, but it was getting harder to pull air into my heaving chest. Collapsing onto my side, I finally lost the battle and slipped into the cold embrace of darkness, laughter following behind me.

While I was unconscious, I dreamed... No, it was more like a nightmare.

I looked all around me, and all I saw was a battlefield. To my horror, thousands of dead bodies littered the ground. Their horrified faces told me that they did not die a pleasant death. I covered my nose with my hand, the stench made me gag... I looked down to see if I was okay, but to make things worse, I discovered that I was covered in blood. Now really freaking out, I clambered over the bodies to find any way to escape. "HAHAHAHAHA!" I turned fast, looking for who was laughing, but to my dismay I found no one. Instead, the only thing accompanying me was the horrified faces of the dead. "He sounds... Like he's enjoying himself?" I thought with a grimace..

"Are you scared?" Came a voice that blew across my ear. I turned around and found myself not in the bloody battlefield, but all around me was darkness. Much to my displeasure, I whimpered. I hated showing how weak I actually was. "No! I am not scared!"

The disembodied voice chuckled. "That's not what your voice tells me." I felt a hand on my shoulder, his rotting breath blew past my ear. "That's not what your body tells me." To my embarrassment, I was shaking.

I turned around, searching for him, "Where are you! Show yourself damnit!"

The scene transitioned again. I was in a office, the ceiling high and the room vast. A desk sat in front of a huge window, and on the wall was a portrait of some old man. Curious, I walked over to it. A deep baritone voice rang out, surprising me, considering that it was silent only moments before. "The Hellsing Organization."

I whipped around, to see a man I have never seen before. He was tall, at least 6 feet, and thus he towered over me for I was only 5 feet 6 inches tall. I tucked a strand of short brown hair behind my ear that fell out of my ponytail as my eyes hovered over his features. His hair was black, it was short, but it seemed to mimic the darkest shadows. His face was angular, but very handsome. I felt myself blush, much to my dismay. "I never got who you were." He chuckled. "You never told me your name first." I frowned. "You never asked." He bowed. "I, am Alucard. Pet vampire of the decaying Hellsing Organization."

Shocked, I turned around to stare at the portrait again. "The... The Hellsing Organization... I've heard of them before... Integra Fairbrook Windgates Hellsing was the last leader of this place... Before it was shot down, her title stripped, and the building plundered and left to the mercy of the wilderness, they supposedly were an agency working behind the scenes, to protect us all. At least..." I turned back to him. "That's what they told me in history." Except he wasn't there anymore. The scene turned dark, and my heart quickened. "Are you afraid woman!" The shadows seemed to come towards me, but I scrambled away, that is, until I hit an imaginary wall. "N...NO!" I screamed, the shadows eating up my body until...

"AHHHH!" I scrambled to my knees and tried to catch my breath. After calming down I stood up, my hand against my chest. I groaned when I noticed I was in a abandoned building. The afternoon light shown in through the dusty old windows, casting shadows across the cracked floor. In all honesty, it looked like this place was dying. After a couple of minutes of observing what was around me, I noticed that I was near the staircase to what looked like the basement. Without thinking, I took one step towards the thankfully intact staircase. "Help me..." The whisper came again, except from the stairs. I shuddered, chills going up my spine. "Damnit Sol, your going to get yourself killed." I shook my head. "But nothing worse could happen, right? Oh well, better go the extra mile since I'm here... Wait.. How did I get here in the first place?" "Heellpp... Meee..." I jumped, the disembodied voice once again called out to me.

"It's.. Calling me... From the basement." For some reason I was drawn to it, my mind not knowing what to do with the situation. Taking one shaky step at a time, I headed down the solid concrete stairs. Seeing as it was hells dark in the basement, I took out my flashlight that I always carry with me for emergencies, thankfully it was still with me. "Always keep one with for emergencies!" With my trusty flashlight shining the way, the door gave away with a loud creaking noise. "Eh heh... Ignore the creepy door Sol, you got this!"

I walked along the dark corridor until I could not walk forward anymore. Shining my flashlight on the door in front of me, I noticed a pentagram that was drawn in blood. I shuddered. "As if whispering Help me wasn't creepy enough, they had to have a door with blood and pentagrams on it. Weeeee, this must be my happy day." I coughed. "You know you have a problem when you start having conversations with yourself." I whispered. I touched the door handle and a sickening sensation washed over me. I fell to my knees. "Not again!" I cried. Bloody and gruesome visions filled my head. Bodies being ripped apart, Insane laughter and shadows danced across my mind's eye. "You want to help! WOMAN!" A raspy voice blew past my ears, "OPEN THE DOOR!" A vision of the man that I saw earlier filled my mind's eye, his face and body covered in shadows.

"Hurry, hurry, HURRY! Open the door! DO IT! Save me!" I gagged. Obviously this guy loves to torture people with angry and gory visions. "ALL RIGHT! I'LL DO IT!" A shaky hand reached the door handle, and with all the strength I could muster, I pushed the door open and laughter enveloped my soul. Later would I know that I opened a door to an uncertain future. I was brash... Yes, very brash indeed.

And that is chapter 1! =) Hopefully you all liked it somewhat he he. Review if you'd like. =)

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