You're a figure skater...one of the best in the world....

You're 16 and live alone. Your parents travel a lot so they send you money, more then you know what to do with, you have so much free time you decide to take up figure skating. An unexpected meeting is woven into your future.. What should you do ?

Im just gonna go with it soo i have no discripton ^^'

The Hellsing Organization acquires a new vampire, (Y/N), who soon finds out being a vampire isn't just about blood... (I originally intended this to be a short fanfiction, but...... Then I got carried away with the story line, kinda made my own story line, and made some random characters, considering I came up with a demon cat and a really attractive kidnapper, and then I just got really into it..... So I don't consider this a "fanfiction." I'm sorry if you don't like it, I'll try to post better things! ≧ x ≦) (Oh (^.^) one last matter of business, I do not own any artwork in my story, nor do I own you or Hellsing Ultimate. Also my English is garbage, so please bare with me （⌒▽⌒）)

(Y/N) lived a solitary life, attempting to live peacefully amongst humans. But when she meets Alucard and the rest of the Hellsing organisation how will that change. What will happen to her usually tranquil life. Most importantly what is she? If not a vampire? (I don't own the picture) *Note*-each mythical creature refers to (Y/N) emotions when she summons her familiar. Basalisk=anger Black dog=anticipation Cerberus= Protectiveness/Vigillance Centaur=stubbornness Griffin=pride Gorgon=jealousy Grim Reaper=Loss Scylla=determination Mermaid/Siren=seduction Nymph=Joy/kindness Satyr=lust Unicorn=grace Dragon=greed Fairies=interest

that one faithful day will change your life for ever. *I do not own hellsing/ Hellsing ultimate or its characters. I just own the story and it's ideas*

I own none of hellsing characters all the credit goes to the producers and creators of the show . I only own my reader

Hiraeth(n.) a home sickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. If only, if only you hadn't gone outside your village that night, if only you had listened to your father that day. Then maybe, just maybe he would still be alive, and maybe you wouldn't feel like this. Guilt, fear, rage, and hunger. But then again, you would not have met Trevor and Sypha. And then never met him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ****Foul language and gore (possible sexual themes) None of this art is mine, but I'll tell you if it is. It seems to always be a full moon in Castlevania, so I may have changed up the full moon cycle a lot. Anyway it was hard to choose to do this story for Adrian or Trevor and ended up doing Adrian, but there might be slight moments between Trevor and you (but for the most part you two are just close friends). Alucard is definitely the endgame (obviously, considering the story lmao.)****

Without hesitation, you start running again. As you round another corner, you notice the broken barricade doors. Confused, you wonder if it was the police-or perhaps the intruder? But if it were the police, there would be sirens blaring, and no one would be screaming for help. It must be the intruder. You have no idea whether they're male or female, how many there might be, or how they managed to break through the metal door. And more importantly, what are they after? "HELP ME! Ahhhh! Somebody Help ME!" You unconsciously move to the desperate cries, pulling you toward the shattered doors. Your feet move on their own, leading you past a corner room. There, sprawled on his back, lies a man-his anguished face twisted in terror. Two nurses hover over him, their hands buried deep in his open stomach, devouring him alive. "HELP ME!" he screams again, his voice raw and high-pitched, like a squealing pig. His head tilts unnaturally far back, his outstretched hand trembling as it reaches toward you, begging for salvation. You didn't move, you couldn't do anything but watch. Paralysis grips you as if the horror unfolding before you have chained you in place. All you can do is watch-watch as they rip him apart, as the light fades from his eyes, as the grotesque feast continues. The crimson pools spreading beneath him seem to beckon you, their silent cries are as haunting as his. The stench hits you next-a sickening blend of rot and decay emanating from the nurses, mingling with the sharp, metallic tang of blood. The air feels heavy, and suffocating, as the splatters of red paint the walls and floor in chaos. Then Another two gunshots, only this time it's fired right behind you.

Isaac felt that he lost his love for eternity because of the cruel atmosphere of humanity. But then discarded by Dracula. He depended on him to bring his world full of love back. Or so he thought.