Little bit late but, happy new year everyone!
Yeah, this chapter is a little bit lame compared to my previous one, but it's necessary for the plot. Hope ya still like it.

My dreams where always a bit random, but this one was at the very least to be called 'disturbing'.

I knew that I was in a dream, but yet, I couldn't awake. I was in a dark room where I couldn't see anything.

'Breath god dammit!' a panicking female voice said.

'Seras…' I looked around to see where the sounds came from, but I was as blind as a bat. I finally saw something, it was a clock. It was twelve past twelve according to it.

'I… messed up good, didn't I?' I heard a male voice say. The clock disappeared with the voice.

I heard something dripping. I walked to where I toughed where the sound was coming from until I saw a figure lying on the ground. I gasped and did a few steps back from the horrific sight. The man had a bayonet stuck in his skull and there was blood all over the ground. But that wasn't the reason why I was so shocked.

That person, was me.

The corpse disappeared and now I heard mocking laughter from everywhere.

'Hello?' I said uncertain.

From all over the darkness, crimson red eyes opened. They were staring at me, longing.

I awakened from the nightmare. I was, apparently, in a hospital bed. The room was dimly lit by a small candle, the closed curtains and the walls could use a little cleaning, but I didn't mind.

I relaxed. Ha! Told ya I was hallucinating! And since I'm sick, I don't have to work today! Yay! The first thing I'm going to do when I get out of this hospital, is go home to make me a nice omelet with some fresh orange juice, then a bottle of blood as dessert.

I was surprised by my own thoughts. A bottle of blood? Where did that came from?

'Ah, you're awake.'

I jumped out of my bed with a little yell and looked at where the sound was coming from: it was the black guy from yesterday. Aaaaw, fuck, so much for my orange juice.

'W-who are you?!' I stumbled, while looking for a way to escape. There was a door, but he was standing in front of it.

'I'm Longsilium Brutus, but you can call me Longs, bro.' He offered his hand for a shake.

I wasn't planning on shaking that hand, that guy almost killed me! 'Where am I and what the hell is going on?!'

'Complete or short version?'

'Huh? Oh, s-start with the short one.'

He took a deep breath. 'You've been bitten by a vampire, yo, and have now turned into one. Those two of before are working for two separate organization who are made to kill vampires, that being Iscariot and Hellsing. I, as a vamp myself, have saved you from them. You're now in a abandoned hospital which is going to be wrecked in a day or two.'

I grinned, I've just figured out what this was all about. 'Where's the camera?'

'Say wha?' Longs said confused.

'This is some sort of prank, is it not?'

Longs quickly understood that I didn't believe a word he was saying. 'Look, if you don't believe me, check out the fangs I gave you.'

He threw me a mirror. I caught it, much more accurate then my clumsy nature. Pff, fangs. Am I a wolf now?

'No, you're a vampire, try to listen more carefully, bro.'

I let out a yelp once more as I noticed that he had read my mind. 'H-How did you read my mind?!'

'Vampire powers, mind reading comes to that once you get a little older, dude.' He grinned and revealed his teeth. No, it weren't teeth, more like fangs, from a wolf. 'Just check yours, man, they make you look badass.'

I looked in the mirror and grinned at it. I, indeed, had my own series of sharp teeth. Oh my god, everything he said was right. I dropped the mirror to the ground out of pure shock.

'Ah, man, don't break my mirror. That's seven years of bad luck,' he said disappointed.

For a long time, I just stood there, shocked. There was no way this could be true, there has got to be a logic explanation for this.

'There isn't any man, and if you still don't believe me, check your pulse.'

I ignored the fact that he read my mind once again and checked my pulse, or rather, the lack of it. I now started to worry and felt my heartbeat, there was none. I started to panic.

'Wait a minuit.' When I looked in the mirror, there where no biting marks on my neck. 'If I was supposedly bitten by a vampire, then where are the biting marks?'

'You have me to thank for that, bro, I've used my medical talent to cover the scar up as much as possible. You can thank me later.'

I took a deep breath, this was all a little bit too much to swallow.

'Now relax, dude, it's not so bad being part of the undead.'

'Undead?' I said when I calmed down. 'You might be undead, but I still got a life. You, Hellsing and Iscariot can kiss my butt. I have to go to work.' I was convincing myself of the fact that, even as a vampire, I could still have a normal, be it a little extraordinary, life. I looked at my watch. 11:13, damn, I was late! I haveto figure out an excuse, one that didn't involve vampires.

I looked in my pockets for my phone, but didn't find it. 'Looking for this?'

Longs had the phone in his hand, he flipped it open and inspected my orange colored Nokia. 'Hey don't touch…'

But it was already too late. He dialed in the number of my work from the quicklist. 'Hello? Is this the boss? Yeah, I'm sorry to inform you, but Jack can't come to work today.'

I now jumped him, trying to take the phone from him. 'Gimmy that!' But he just held me back with one hand, remembering me again how incredibly strong he was. 'Why? Because he's dead. Okay, bye, bye.' He threw me my Nokia.

'You asshole!'

'Vampire, actually.'

'Whatever! Now I've lost my humanity and my job!'

'Sorry dude , but your normal live is over, or didn't I tell you that there are two organizations wanting to exterminate us?'

Oh, right, that.

'We have to go to the police with this!' I said.

Longs first looked at me surprised, then he bursted into laughter. 'You humans really have good sense of humor!' He continued laughing at me.

'What's so funny?' I asked a little irritated.

'What, you seriously don't know? Then allow me to laugh even harder, hahahaha!' When he finally was done laughing at me, he looked at me with a serious face. 'Dude, what are you going to say to them? 'Oh save me, police officer! There are two mad organizations hunting me because I'm a vampire! Please, don't let the bad people put a wooden steak trough my heart!'' He said while imitating a little girl. 'They are just going to laugh at you, man, and Hellsing has connections all over the place. If you go to the police, they will now your location and unleash big red on you.'

'Big red?' I toughed back at that big red guy from before. Surely, that isn't his real name?

'He's also known as Allucard, the Hellsings organization's pet vampire.'

I sighted. 'So what do we do now?'

'Now, I'll make you a proper vampire. I told you I was going to help you out and I'm keeping myself to that, bro. I mean, you haven't even had your first meal yet.'

I shivered by the thought of it. No freaking way I was going to eat somebody. That's just… wrong.

He looked at the closed window. 'We leave at nightfall, before big red tracks us down. In the meantime I'll prepare you for battle, just in case if he does find us.' He took a gun out of his pocket and gave it to me. I never toughed that I would ever had to wield a gun again since that night.

That horrible night.

Bah, how boring.

I looked down from the nearby apartment, seems like the vamp in making had found a friend, a friend that I knew very well. His name was Longsilium Brutus, one of the few vampires that had escaped my grasp. He fled from me during a fight. I, of course, had no trouble finding his vampiric scent when it suddenly two vampires fled the abandoned hospital, looking carefully around them for, apparently, me.

This game of mine seemed to be more dull then I expected, though Longsilium might make it a bit more entertaining. I tracked the vampire his scent and quickly found them here, while the paladin was still clueless about their whereabouts. However, I wasn't planning on ending this game, killing them now would be a shame. Strange that I couldn't smell his newfound friend.

I couldn't really blame that weak vampire from drinking that boys blood, even from this distance, the smell of his blood was quite strong. Strong enough that I could almost taste it. And if it already smelled this good, how would it taste? His blood was similar to a rare wine. So unique and fine, that it may only be drunk on special occasions. And I knew just what to do with such an exquisite wine.

I looked at my fledgling, she was humming some sort of song. I swear to god, Police girl listens too much to that darn thing she calls an 'I-pod.'

'Police girl…'

She quickly snapped out of here song and looked a little embarrassed upon realizing that she was singing out loud. 'Yes, master?'

'You will track down these two vampires yourself and kill them.' I didn't told her that they were actually very close to us. What would be the fun in that?

'Two vampires, master? I toughed there was only one?'

'It seems he has some from our old friend, Longs. Is there any problem with that?'

'No, master.' She took her Harkonnen and left me.

Her sense of smell might not yet be as good as mine, but she would find them eventually and then she will drink.

I smiled. Once she injures the boy, the full smell of his blood will hit her like a train. She will be unable to resist his blood and will devour him. Then, she will finally become a true vampire.

I whetted my lips. A shame that, once she finally would calm down, there wouldn't be any blood left for me.

English isn't my first language (my first being Dutch), so sorry if I used the wrong words or somthing.