I woke up. Dazed and confused I opened my eyes to a new world. A world where I didn't knew if I could get out. Looking to the white curtains of the canopy bed I felt lost and yet strangely found. I looked around me, the cold spring sun burned my eyes and suddenly I saw a person eagerly looking at me. A very cute blonde with her big red eyes set on me, she seemed curious. With a red uniform and something black eerily attached to her arm, what was it? A shadow? Bats? Oh my God, it could move at her will. I screamed frightened and threw my blankets at her, desperately trying to escape that nut house I ended up falling on my head.

-ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! -she asked concerned as she removed the blankets.

On the floor I felt even more dazed and my head seemed like a bomb ready to explode.

-I am so sorry. I think I scared you with my arm! -she smiled embarrassed.

-What in the world is that?!

-Please come back to bed and let me introduce myself. I promise I won't do anything to you.

I came back to bed, always looking at her arm oddly made of shadows. She remained sit on a beautiful victorian chair with a blue damask pattern.

-I am sorry for frightening you, I'm Victoria Seras, I work here in the Organization.

-This is a organization? -she instantly nod. -Like NASA?

-Oh no, not like NASA. -she said laughing. -This is a special organization. Oh I'm sorry for my rudeness, do you want a cup of tea or something to eat? You must be starving! I'll call Callum.

-A cup of tea would be great but do you want to explain me where is your arm?

-Oh it's been cut off! -as she looked at my shocked face she understood that wasn't the most appropriate way to say such thing.

-I'm sorry to ask but may I speak with the doctor?

-Wh..What doctor?

-I shouldn't be here. I don't know why am I hospitalized but I don't believe I drank that much last night.

-"Hospitalized"? I'm afraid to inform you that you aren't in a hospital.

-Then where am I?!

-I already told you! -she said sighing. -This is the Hellsing Organization and...

She was interrupted by a invasion of the room by the blonde slender lady again. She was smoking a cigar and a cold faced butler was behind her.

-I can see that you weak human can't even handle a conversation.

-"Weak human"?!

-Seras, you may leave, please.

She did left along with the butler. But before the blonde woman ordered the butler to prepare the lunch because I must be starving.

-I believe we have a unfinished conversation, Iris.

-Yes, I believe that too. I feel that I am in a nuthouse, could you please explain me what is happening around me?

-Yes, I can but first you need to tell me the story of your life.