Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign
(or Van Helsing 2: Revised)
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own the characters except Alvonia Elra, Sereno Harven, Mischoffe Miles, Darkbane (Brief Appearance), and Enchantress (Brief Appearance). I also do not own the terms Banshee, Vampire, The Invisible Man, or The Gillman. Thank you.
Summary: As the Knights of the Holy Order continue their sacred works, Gabriel Van Helsing is sent on a new mission given by Cardinal Jinnete. Van Helsing, burdened with the stress of hunting evil, travels to England. In the dense forests, Gabriel and Carl find a soul that deeply needs help. After taking the being to Fortress Miles, a place of chemistry and science, evil awaits. Will the Monster Hunter be able to save the soul and defeat a man who is taken by insanity? (Story better than summary)
Author's Note: As some of you may know, a while ago in the summer, I wrote a Van Helsing 2. Well, I read it over and decided a major revision needed to take place. Well, I gave it much thought after starting on a Van Helsing 3 and decided to Revise my other story so that plot points and other things with the characters Alvonia Elra, Sereno Harven (Dark Knight, King of Shadows), and Mischoffe Miles. If you have not yet read Van Helsing 2 by shrek-dood (now Lord Harven), I suggest you read it to see a taste of my writing. If you don't want to, you don't have to, because I will carry over plot
points, so here awaits Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign.
Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign.
Part 1:Chapter 1: To tame a Monster.
–London, England-
1889
Nighttime, the most haunting of all times. The moon slowly creeps out from behind plump grey clouds. As shadows move back and forth through the dense forests, cold rain pelts to the soft ground. Werewolves turn their heads toward the silver moon. A call reaches their ears. A signal like none other. Past the dense forest, an ancient castle sits. Those who have seen its' crumbling turrets and haunting shadows dare not go near, for the presence brings fear to the hearts of those who are easily scared. Every night, thunder rumbles the ground, accompanied by lightning. The fortress was a burden to the land, and it was home to a man: Dr. Mishcoffe Miles. Miles was a man of chemistry. His vast knowledge stretched far, making him known to everyone in the country, but he would have rather not chosen to be so popular. Mishcoffe,
was once a colleague to Dr. Victor Frankenstein. Dr. Miles had helped Victor with an experiment that proved to be a work of genius. "The Frankenstein Creation" was going to be legend, although the villagers of Transylvania would have had it another way. The Creation, or Monster as called by many, was hated because Victor had a gift in bringing life. Mishcoffe had indeed helped his friend in the creation, but he chose not to be known for his part, for dire consequences were bound to follow. Miles, who this night walked around his lab, chose to take away the fact that Victor had died. Now, the doctor stood by a large glass tank that was covered with a thick, violet cloth. He reached a brittle hand up and pulled the cloth up. There stood a tank great in size. Cold water flowed through it , making the outside chill and uninviting. Miles tapped the tank with one long finger and jumped at the sound of a deep growling.
"Patience, dear creation!" he said through gritted teeth. His eyes darted to something that swam in the murky brown water. The Gillman. A gift that Victor himself had presented Miles with. On their last meeting two years ago, Frankenstein had given the Gillman to Miles as a gift in return for the help with "The Frankenstein Creation". The doctor turned away from it and jumped at the site of a man standing there. His dark black eyes pierced through Miles. It was as if he could see the man's deepest thoughts and feelings. Sereno Harven was his name. Mischoffe took a step backward and gasped.
"Harven!" he declared. Sereno, a man who lived with Vampire blood flowing through his veins. Although Harven kept the appearance of a Vampire around him, one could never tell that he was of such a manner.
"Yes, Mishcoffe! I feel shocked at the very thought of you jumping at my entrance!" he said in a deep, Transylvanian accent. Harven had a hold over Miles, for his eyes could hypnotize anyone or anything that came in his way. The two stood there for a moment in silence, but then the lightning that hit the forests outside made Miles jump again.
"I just wouldn't expect you right now, Harven. The time is rather delicate, wouldn't you agree?" he asked, one eyebrow raised. Sereno stood, his gaze transfixed and the tank behind Miles.
"Time? Yes. As we live each day, time passes us by without us realizing it! Although we may keep busy, there are many things to do!" he told him, voice raising with every word. Miles' eyebrow shrunk down and he reached into the shirt pocket of his lab-coat. As his hand slowly pulled out, a Phial Serum that held blue liquid was revealed. Sereno's eyes lit up. He opened his mouth, revealing two elongated canines. The Vampire raised his hand up, five clawed fingers curling around the Phial. Miles suddenly brought it back to his pocket.
"No, no, Harven! This serum holds power! It holds..." he broke off, his eyes lost in the blue liquid.
"...the key!" Sereno replied, his other hand curling up. Harven had a hold on Miles. His hypnotic glare could convince anyone to commit anything. He swiftly took the Phial and grinned. Mishcoffe looked up at the Vampire.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a snapping voice. Harven took the Phial in his clawed hand and stared at the tank that Miles looked at before.
"What was meant to be, Doctor! Everyone knows that creation is the greatest gift given to man. Now, to try the experiment on a subject..." he croaked, eyes narrowing on the Gillman. It swam in the tank, pressing its hands to the glass every lap it did. Harven walked up to it. Miles turned and asked the same thing.
"What are you doing?" he yelled. Harven broke his smile and held the Phial between two knuckles. He hit it against the glass and blue liquid tainted the water. Mishcoffe shook his head. "Harven! You are doing the wrong thing! The Gillman is harmless, he shouldn't be ruled by such evil!" he declared. Harven sighed and brought the file away from the glass. A low, gurgling growl was heard from the tank.
"What do you suggest I do, Mishcoffe? Use this liquid without care, without experiment? Or, I could command you to make a new potion! One more powerful than this! Is that the thing you want me to do?" he snapped, voice growing deeper. Miles stepped backward, eyes alive with fear.
"I just, I just wanted it to be in safe hands! I wanted for everything to go perfect! You know how long these experiments of mine have continued? I would like for everything to be perfect! Nothing can go wrong with this..." he broke off. Miles stared even deeper at the Phial. "The serum of Invisibility is powerful!" he panicked. Harven sighed again and ran his hand along his forehead.
"Oh Mischoffe, so young in mind but old ways. I would trust that this would go into correct hands" he said through halfway closed lips. He held this hand out and gave the Phial to Miles. Mischoffe stared at him with gaping eyes. The doctor hesitated for a moment and then snatched it back. Once he did, Sereno took a step backward and whipped around. Behind him stood a being that was bathed in a black cloak. The Vampire smiled at the creature.
"What is it, Lord?" the being asked in a rasping voice. Sereno raised his left hand and counted down by lowering a finger. The being looked at Mishcoffe as he slowly disappeared. The doctor was trying the experiment for himself. In the tank, the Gillman growled louder than before. Harven lowered his second to last finger. Miles was fully invisible and nowhere to be seen. Sereno laughed as his last finger dropped. The cloaked being nodded its head and turned to its master.
"Go, Banshee! Make sure that Miles doesn't get far! If he does, the serum of Invisibility will prove to be a failure!" he hissed. The being, or Banshee, shrieked and lifted into the air. It hissed a command in Transylvanian and more Banshee flew in through the room's doors. They soared through the glass windows and screamed as they went. Harven looked at the tank once more. If Miles' experiment was a failure, his blood, and the Gillman's, would be in Harven's possession. Sereno grinned again and began to change his features. The once man shifted to a Demon, or a Hell Beast. Tonight would be an eventful one.
Author's Note: On a second note, I tried. I started typing last night and continued today. I will post Chapter 2 as soon as I can. Reviews are welcome! Free VH DVD's to those who review...not really, but Thanks to those who do! Thanks!