<span style="font-style: italic">It was dark, and Karin couldn't quite figure out why she had taken up the offer to do this job. As it was the job was nearly impossible. 10 humans against even one vampire was nearly impossible. But 10 humans against one vampire and his whoever knows how many ghouls. Well, that my friend is a different story. She froze as they came upon an entrance to a graveyard. The gates seemed to be yanked open. Her hands clutched to her gun. Knowing that the weapon would be practically useless. Let alone even be able to hurt the vampire. Fact, is as a detective she should be solving city crimes. But as a soldier she should be facing the battles of war. Yet, she was doing either. They assigned her to leadership of this defined group of people. Seeming to stamp the mark of death on them all. Had she known back then that they all would be slaughtered,she probably would have backed out of the job. But the police station had made it seem like such an easy job. <br/><br/>Yet , here she was standing in front a large black gate that was nearly thrown off its hinges. "Guy's be really careful this isn't any ordinary enemy." She spoke. Had her life been happier maybe she would have taken a nice high-school teacher job. But nope. It was sad, and depressing. Sadly, she thought that she could feel death starring her right in the eyes.<br/><br/>"Yes..madam" The crew spoke in unison. They followed her straight into their deaths. Or rather into the depths of hell. If it could really be called that.<br/><br/>She glanced at each headstone. The dark silver light gleaming onto each one. As if a warning of its self to them. She heard the first scream as if it came out of thin air. The place had a dismal silence only moments before. Now, she found herself whirling around to face the sudden chaos that had caused one of her men to scream. But the horror that met her eyes, caused her to loose balance. She stumbled a little back wards. Her comrades were all slaughtered. Their bodies a mingle mess of torn body parts. Arms ripped off from their sockets ; legs pulled from their torso and thrown as if the person was searching for an item and hadn't found it. The dark red liquid from their bodies were in a pool of liquid. She could hardly determine who it was that screamed. Hell it may have even been herself thinking that it was a comrade. She wasn't sure.<br/><br/>Then she saw a figure. He was tall and black heading towards her.</span><br/><br/>Suddenly she awoke. That damn nightmare of the night she was turned. It was more like a flash back. But hell she considered it a nightmare. The room around her had cement walls, and cement flooring. But the bed itself was queen size and purple velvet. She sighed. One of her teases lied next to her. Many others in the Hellsing corporation disagreed with the whole feeding off humans. But it seemed to her that the blood that the humans donated didn't taste as good. Though she did often find herself drinking from a regular pint of donated blood. But  she defiantly brought her fair share of humans into the place.<br/><br/>Her tease would be brought home when he awoke, and would be forced to forget. Another person from the Hellsing corporation had that job. She often felt it was a stingy job compared to her being an assassin. She stretched her long pearl white legs.  The skin glistening from the fluorescent light. She stood up and got dressed into her red dress. Then grabbed her kick ass sword, and quickly left the room in a flash. The first place she had to go was to the head's office. Where she would meet up with her next assignment.<br/><br/>She finally made her way to her corridor and paused only a second before she opened the door.