A/N: Well here is a story, a SEXY story as a dedication for me and Katie Van Helsing's constant RP's on DeviantART and email! Check out my talented writer friend on this site as Katie Van Helsing, and on DeviantART Gabrielsangel. :D You people will love this story…MWAHAAHAA!!!
Un-wanted Wishes
It had been a beautiful summer day in 2007. For late summer at least, filled with the light heat of the refreshing breeze, birds singing and the trees rustling, and the sky the nice shades of gray and faint traces of blue peppered in between the clouds. It was only in the afternoon, and our characters were eating burgers from Burger King out on the bench. The two girl friends were hanging out for lunch that day, two blondes that were somehow connected yet different. They had been friends since very little; their first meeting at kindergarten had them hooked first from play dates to sleepovers. They were two peas in a pod, and they did almost everything together.
The one on the right, yes, that one with the dirty blonde thick hair, eating a cheeseburger and holding a sketchbook open to a drawing of a little flower almost finished. Her name is Elizabeth, her eyes deep orbs of green, her slightly wavy hair flowing a little over her shoulders, and the shirt she was wearing was a fitted faded olive green shirt with the words 'MASH' on a red cross and matching crop pants filled with pockets and matching key chains dangling around. She had a slight tan from the sun, as her idea of a vacation was camping and hiking in the middle of nowhere and enjoyed swimming. She was a sort of a tough gal, avid in Jujitsu martial arts and Tae Kwon Do, a strength and fury unmatched when very angry, and she had a particular sense of observation and whit. What was to the fact she was a jack-of-all trades as in varied skills as an artist, a talented pianist and drummer on the rock kit, a writer, her knowledge of nature and animals, self defense, and history, particularly these days of 15th century Europe. She liked all sorts of things, and was most interested in vampires and Victorian literature, currently a book of Sherlock Holmes and Poe by her bedside at that moment.
Katie was a bit different, but they shared many similarities. She had longer, more golden hair, thinner and shimmering when the sun hit her just right. She preferred and wore today a light blue shirt, with glittery silver stars that was imprinted on it. Her shorts for this occasion were light tan khakis. She was the one with the strawberry milkshake, reading a collection of Emily Dickinson poems, her sky-blue eyes scanning the print from the old book with extraordinary ability. Katie had the great knack at writing almost perfect stories, and was called upon by her friends for her wisdom and sense of good. She preferred the lighter colors, and was more absorbed in fantasy and other magical schemes of things instead of her friend; whose mainstream mind theme was in the darker sorts of fantasy, attuned to vampires and dragons while Katie was into elves and wizards. Katie was very energetic, though not as strong as Elizabeth she was skinnier and could run faster. Katie was always cheerful. Both she and Elizabeth were universally good at heart, and both were like varying shades of each other, with different but all good points of view of light and life. But what they shared was the love of the movie Van Helsing.
To Elizabeth, when she first saw it two years after it came out in theatres at a Chinese buffet, she was immersed completely into the study of vampires and other darker films. Laughing at the humor and lame moments, enthralled by the action, and entranced by none other than Count Vladislaus Dragulia. Not only to mention Van Helsing, but she liked the count more. She was so fanatic about him, the movie and he inspired her artwork as she drew pictures of him, her research to find out more about Dracula making her the Nosfertuoligist in the family and around her friends. She knew his life, she knew the legends, the people he knew, married, killed, his stakings, major battles against the Turks, his two brothers, their troubled childhood, the Order of the Dragon, religion, peasant life, vampire origins, peoples view on Dracula, his ancestors, his political enemies, the Turkish sultans, and the theories on where his final resting place might be. But enough about history, Elizabeth knew of the first Victorian vampire novels, the life of Bram Stoker, where he got his information, the history of Gothic literature, the evolution of vampire legends since the book Dracula, Dracula and vampire films, Anne Rice's vampire stories, the Dracula historian Leonard Wolf, a alphabetical list of Dracula films, Vampire Princess Miyu comics and Vampire Hunter D novels on her shelf at home, along with vampire short stories, Anne Rice's novels, two versions of Bram's book, (one printed in 1946, and another with commentary by Leonard Wolf.) her pitiful but growing collection of vampire films, including Bram Stoker's Dracula, Jess Franco's Count Dracula, Dracula (1979), The Satanic Rites of Dracula, and Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust. She had already seen Nosferatu and Dracula (1932) on the computer, and was to see as much vampire, romance, Gothic, action films as she could. She was heavily inspired by Van Helsing, and what made her friends with Katie in the first place was their love for the movie. What differed between she and Katie, was that deep down, and clearly evident in the naughty doodles of him and in her stories, was her hidden lovely desire to…yep, have sex with Count Dracula. She thought him as the sexiest man alive, but Elizabeth kept to the simple vow of promising herself that she will never have sex with any man before she married except for Dracula, which was a stupid, silly little vow but she wanted to stick to that for sure. Course, she thought, Dracula the vampire isn't real, and so that will keep her virgin till she's older until she found her soul mate. As for the Dracula from the movie, she was clearly obsessed with him, and only slightly attuned to the lovely visage and character Van Helsing.
Katie was a more to the light side. She loved fantasy books and movies, and when she found the movie Van Helsing, she was hooked upon the plot and most importantly…Gabriel himself. It started her long search for all of Hugh Jackman's films, starring her crush with him and his character, a man who vanquishes evil, a reincarnation of an angel, and falls in love. Clearly, Katie loved the film for the good guy, along with the fantasy and good exciting plotline of the story. Van Helsing, the man, the myth, the legend, was her hero, her life, her fantasy husband. She oft daydreamed of holding him, hugging him, and for the thoughts of Dracula, it was only of him trying to bite her, even rape her, but her beloved Gabriel came to her rescue, her knight in shining armor. She always loved the heroes, the men in white, and especially kick-butt ones who hunted evil for a living with nice flowing brown hair and a fedora. Yes, that was her main reason for liking the movie. Gabriel was her crush, like Elizabeth to Dracula, Katie to Van Helsing. She only wished he was real, that he was out there hunting evil and would one day find her and take her away in love and kindness. But she knew it wasn't real, that indeed Van Helsing was just a character in a movie of the same name. So she daydreamed along with Dracula, and how she and Elizabeth met was on DeviantART, due to the fact both loved Van Helsing immensely. Immensely enough for both of them to draw pictures, write stories and role play all about Van Helsing. Most of their artful lives were centered on it. And to them, it was the inspirer of their artistic values.
Now, on with the story. So, two best friends were eating burgers, one drawing, and one writing. Both we now know fantasize about the profound movie Van Helsing. One for Dracula, another for Gabriel. And they were profound in it all. Heir whole inspiration of their talents was around them. Yup, and that was what kept them together.
But it is most assured that those things would change. Whether or not for the good or bad, you can decide at the end, whether they really wanted to wish for their dreams come true, or their fantasies turned into nightmares, you decide what they really wanted from all this. Were they proven that dreams are just dreams, or they dreamed of the abstract of the truth, and the truth had come to get them? This tale is for you to find out what happened to them. This is a story, of woe, bloodshed, and total fantasy becoming real to them.
A/N: Like it? Things will heat up in the later chapters most assuredly… :)