This is my first Van Helsing fanfic.. please no flames, be gentle in reveiws although constructive critisizem is valued smile
Disclaimer: I own none of Stephen Summers' characters. Only the characters that are mine :D lol
Through the mist on the cold November night a scream was heard. The whole village in Transylvania awoke and ran outside to see Dracula attacking a girl of about 16.
Her long wavy red hair made her look almost like his beloved bride Aleera; maybe this was why he wanted her blood to taste. She was trying desperately to escape from his grasp and was failing miserably.
That was when Van Helsing came riding up on a horse. He furiously shot Holy Water dipped stakes that burnt Dracula's flesh and made him fly away leaving the young girl lying on the ground with her eyes shut screaming.
"He's gone, it's ok again, and all is well." Van Helsing said as he comforted the girl.
She stopped screaming, opened her eyes, and with a gasp she passed out on the hard ground.
The villagers gathered around and Van Helsing picked her up gently and carried her into her house about 20 feet away. After he laid her in her bed he checked for any bite marks and saw none, she was fine except for in shock, they thought.
Van Helsing spoke with her Grandmother Roana, who was her only family other than her younger sister Avica, who was 7.
She came running into the room sleepily as Van Helsing spoke with Roana about Annora. " Uncle Gabriel!" She said with her young Romanian accent.
All the children of the village called him 'Uncle Gabriel'. He got along very well with children.
He scooped her up on his hip. "Hello Avica. You shouldn't be awake, the sun isn't even up yet."
She frowned as she replied, " Well Nora's sick, but she'll get better."
"Yes," He said. "That she will Avie." He stood her back onto the floor. "Go along back to bed while I talk to your grandmother now."
She did as he said. He finished talking to Roana about Annora's condition, and went back home. He thought of how terrible it must be for Avica not to have a mother.
-He and Anna were expecting their third child in a couple months. Their first child, Velkan, was 17 and had grown up with Annora. Their second child was Gracianna, who was 15.
Carl was expecting this next one to be a boy and insisted it be named after him.
Back at Castle Valarious, Anna had woken up and couldn't get back to sleep so she was walking around quite heavily across the foyer floor.
Gracie was arguing in the next room with Carl over whether his newest concoction.
Anna sat down and leaned back in the rouge couch taking deep heavy breaths.
"Come on now little one," She said looking at her large belly. "I want you to be healthy, but mama's getting a bit tired of you ballroom dancing on her bladder." she laughed at this last remark as it swiftly kicked her side.
Van Helsing came in the doors and kissed Anna on the head before rushing her back into bed and trying to get her to sleep.
