A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first Hellsing fic, so please be nice.

Disclaimer: Yes, it's mine. I own it! sees mob of angry lawyers Ok, so it's not mine. Don't sue me! runs away

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

Telepathy

Down The Rabbit Hole

Chapter 1

"Jeez, I'm sooo glad that's finally done!" Mandy said as she closed her computer. "That report for my History of Art class was brutal." Looking at the clock, she sighed. 'Dang, it's already 1:30 am. I really need to get better sleeping habits.'

Standing up, she began putting her stuff away for the night. She stacked the various internet printouts neatly in a drawer, and placed her thick, heavy History of Art book onto the shelf above her desk. After changing into a pair of grey sweatpants and an oversized navy blue t-shirt, she picked up her brush. Running it through her shoulder length brown hair, she looked around her dorm room.

It was just like the room of every other freshman in her building. It had one bed with a crappy mattress, a closet, desk, chiar, one shelf for storing stuff on, and a window with a pair of grungy off-white curtains.

'Sometimes I wish I could just…No!' She shook her head to dispel this line of thought. 'None of those thoughts, I won't be that person.'

Mandy put her brush down and turned off her light before crawling into bed. 'Maybe this time it won't come back.' She thought.

For the past month or so she had been having strange dreams. Upon waking in the morning, she was never able to remember what it had been about. The only thing she could recall was a scream and a flash of red. There was also a man who was always surrounded by shadows, preventing Mandy from seeing anything specific about him.

'I really hope I don't have that dream again.' With that she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

ooooDREAMoooo

Mandy was drifting through an endless field of black.

'Where am I? What's going on?' she thought.

Seeing a flash of movement from the corner of her eye, she quickly whipped her head to the left, but saw nothing. Mandy looked around, desperate to find something, anything. She wrapped her arms around herself and shivered.

'I'm so cold. Why am I so cold' she thought. Everything, including her, started to fade away.

Mandy struggled to return to consciousness as another gust of wind blew across her body.

'Wait a second… what wind?!' she thought, her eyes snapping open. Shakily getting to her feet, she looked around herself. She was standing in a grassy field in the middle of who know where. She started to panic until she saw a nearby town.

"No problem, I'll just go and ask where 'here' is." She muttered as she started off towards the town.

She had barely gotten into the town before she heard gunshots. Mandy froze and looked around. 'Those where nearby, maybe I should…'

But before she could finish her thought someone appeared from the shadows and lunged at her. Out of surprise Mandy fell backwards out of the person's reach. But it wasn't a person at all. The creature grabbed for her again, but she quickly scrambled backwards before getting up and running away.

'What was that?' she wondered, her heart pounding as she ran. 'It looked like it was dead, but that can't be…it was moving.' She stopped running and looked around.

"I think I got away" she said, grinning widely.

Two sets of cold, decaying hands grabbed her from behind and Mandy screamed, trying to escape. They started pulling her farther into the city.

"Let me go!" Mandy yelled.

Suddenly two gunshots rang out and she fell, hitting her head hard on the ground. She watched through fuzzy eyes as the two things dropped to the ground, each with a hole in the center of their foreheads. While Mandy lay helplessly on the ground fighting to remain conscious, a figure in red emerged from the surrounding shadows to loom over her fallen form. She looked up at the person and struggled to focus on the face looking down at her. Finally succeeding, she let out a small gasp.

"No, it can't be you." She whispered before falling unconscious.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I apologize for the shortness. All reviews are welcome! Press the pretty button, you know you want to. Ja ne minna!