Disclaimer: Yet again, I don't own Hellsing and all that junk… And this goes for all the chapters to come because I'm getting sick of writing this every time:P

A/N: Howdy y'all!! All seven of you! Lol!! Jk! Anywhosies, here's chapter three! This story's going totally awesome!! I should've done an Iscariot fic a long time ago! So, this chapter really starts to get things rolling, so things'll be a bit quicker paced from here on out. Hope you enjoy it, and please remember to R&R!! 

Chapter 3

"So there was a blip?" I can't believe it. I thought Iscariot was supposed to be well informed!
"Yeah, she disappeared from San Cataldo, not Lecce. The group was staying in Lecce, but went down to San Cataldo for the day, and the rest is history as per the file." Luca's snooping around is starting to come in handy.

"Yeah, I thought it seemed a bit strange that they went to a lighthouse, when there obviously aren't any in Lecce." Ray has better geographical skills then me. I didn't even really know where Lecce was…

"So, are you two going to go and check it out, or do you want me to?" Luca says it jokingly, but it's common knowledge that he would definitely go out there.

"No, you're hurt, so you can't go. We'll head up there tomorrow morning." Darn. Another morning!
"Or we could go in the afternoon?" I want to sleep in… badly.

"Nope! It's the early bird who gets the worm."

"The bird can keep it. I want sleep."

"It's just a saying. And besides, what do you need more sleep for? You slept almost all the way here!" I glare at him. I like my sleep and he knows it.

Luca, sensing a fight, sides with me. Or so it seems… "C'mon Ray, growing girls need their sleep." Luca never misses taking shots at my age. I'm turning 20 in like two weeks, and I can't help it if they're a couple of old men. …well, they're 27 and that's old to me. Luca winks. I leave. I can hear them both laughing as I leave to go back to my room. …stupid men…

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I can see her. A girl that seems almost familiar… But who is she? She seems to look almost right through me with big blue eyes. She's looking at something behind me, but what? I can't turn my head. She walks towards me. Who is she? I try to call out, but my voice is lost… Lost, seemingly like the rest of me… Where am I?

She walks right through me, like a gust of wind. I feel like nothing but two eyes, hovering above nothing… I can hear her walking behind me, but can't turn my head to look. What is this? There's a scream. Suddenly I can move.

She's lying on the floor, a man standing over her. He turns to me and smiles, revealing bloodied fangs. Raising a finger, he points right at me, and I feel claws enclose around my neck. The rest of my body suddenly appears… Only it's not my body. I can't breathe… Pain in my head is almost blinding me. Somehow I've made it to the window… I strain to look out, for reason's I don't entirely understand… I can almost—

BEEP BEEP BEEP!!! I groan and roll over in my bed. Stupid alarm clock… I sleepily reach over, randomly smacking, hoping to find the snooze button… Maybe I can just go back to sleep…

BAM BAM BAM!! Ray knows my morning schedule too well.

"Heinkel, if you're not up yet I'm coming in there with a bucket of ice." Truth be told, I'd rather not get up, but he'll actually follow through with these types of threats… One time I slept in and he threw me in a bathtub full of cold water. He's still got scars from that one… I don't enjoy being forcefully woken up in the morning, and I guess he didn't realize how many heavy/sharp objects I keep in my bathroom. Not meaning to brag or nothing, but I'm also a mean shot. He found that out the hard way.

"Heinkel!!"

"Alright, I'm up!!" Stupid Ray. Now what was that dream I was having? There was a… Oh I can't even remember…

"We're leaving in an hour! So if you want breakfast—"

"I never have breakfast, so go away and let me get ready." Most people would probably think that yelling at each other through a closed door was a way of fighting, but Ray and I do it on a regular basis with no ill-intent, well, maybe SOME ill-intent, attached. There was a time when he used to just barge in on me to wake me up. But he stopped that after he came in when I was changing. It was kind of funny, because I was almost completely dressed (just doing up my shirt), and he turned beet red. Almost pitied him that time… but at least now he leaves me alone (somewhat) in the mornings… Oh well.

I lay out my outfit for the day, which consists of a simple nuns outfit. I hate wearing dresses, so when I can get out of it, I do. Yesterday, for instance, was one of the few times when I can get away with not wearing it, but today we're on the job so it's back to tradition…

"Time to take a shower…" It's common knowledge that talking to yourself isn't a sign of insanity, but answering back is. I talk a lot, but I never answer back…

…Man, I'm random in the morning…

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"So this is where she was last seen…" We're standing in front of the lighthouse outside of San Cataldo. "Looks like this place hasn't been used in ages…" I look at Ray. He's in his calm, collected working mode, but I know him better then that. His hands are trembling slightly.

"Well, we're not going to find anything out by just standing here. Let's head in."

"…let's not and say we did…" This is nothing new. I'm always the keener, and Ray looks like he'd rather be somewhere else. Maybe it's because I'm still what's called a newb in Iscariot. Someday I'll outlive that title and be able to use it on some other poor sucker. I pray for that day to come quickly, cuz I can't stand being called it.

"C'mon," and I walk to the door. It's really big and old, with rusty hinges. No way am I opening this monster on my own.

"L'il help here?" Ray laughs. He loves to show me up in situations like this, considering I show him up in almost everything else, and that includes belching contests. I do so love being me.

"Alright, stand back!" He gives it a big kick and it opens… a little.

"…I thought you were going to open the door." This dry comment gets me a punch in the arm. He kicks it a few more times and it finally opens. How did a girl who was smaller then me manage to open this thing?

"Ray, how would she have got it open? She's supposed to be even smaller then me."

"Dunno… Maybe there's a window?"

"I'll check." I do a quick run around the building. "Nope! Nothing!" I call to Ray as I make my way back to the door.

"Maybe it was already opened… Or someone opened it for her?"

"Couldn't have. It was an all girl's Catholic school, and there wasn't reportedly anyone else but them here. Not to mention that this is private property, so it's unlikely that the door would have been open. Look, there's the old lock." This is really strange.

"Maybe one of the girls was on steroids." Stupid Ray. I glare at him.

"This is serious Ray."

"Hey, I don't have any more answers then you do at this point."

"Well then, let's go in and see if we can figure this out." I walk through the door, Ray in tow.

We enter a dim, dusty room with a low ceiling. It's completely circular with a hole in the ceiling leading, presumably, to the second floor. There's no ladder, and the only other door is the one we just came through.

"What do we do now? That's the only door, and there's no ladd— EEK!" I scream as Ray grabs me from behind and practically throws me through the hole in the roof. Stupid Ray. "What the heck was that for?!"

"There was no ladder." I can hear him laughing his head off below me. "Can I come up now?"

"Yea— no wait!!" The way I got thrown up left me sitting in a position where anyone coming up the hole would get a pretty good panty shot. I stand up and fix my skirt, trying not to blush. Stupid Ray. "Ok, you can come up now."

Two hands appear on either side of the hole and Ray pulls himself up, still grinning. I blush and turn away to hide my face. Jerk…

"So, what're we dealing with here?" The room we're in now is almost the exact same as the first level, except that there's actually a ladder in this one. There's also more windows in here, shedding light onto the dusty old room.

"Beats me. You go up the ladder first this time." He laughs and starts to make his way up the ladder. I move to follow, but something catches my eye… I turn away, almost possessed…

"Where are you going?!" Ray calls to me, but I can barely hear him… I continue to walk towards one of the windows in an almost ghostly state… There's something there, I can almost see it now… caught on the window frame… I reach forward as something grabs hold of my throat. My hands move to my neck only to feel air, and my body is engulfed and I collapse to the floor.

I'm coughing, choking… These sensations wracking my body aren't mine; they don't belong to me… What's happening to me?! I can vaguely hear Ray yelling my name, but it seems to be getting farther away. Am I dying? My life slips away and I can almost see my writhing body on the floor, choking from an unknown grip around its neck… Ray is shaking it now, yelling for my choking being to snap out of it. Sorry Ray, I'm not there anymore… But where am I? An out of body experience maybe?

An icy hand encloses around me and yanks me back. I open my eyes just in time to see a girl looking at me over Ray's shoulder. Who is she? There wasn't supposed to be anyone here… She looks at me with big, sad blue eyes and disappears. Ray is still shaking me…