Hey ya'll! This is my follow up to "Behind Blue Eyes". And I have about two things I need to clear up. One, 'Behind Blue Eyes' was redone by Limp Bizkit, and please dont give me or any one else any flack about it, please. And two, and this has been bugging me for a while, the 'Burning Windmill' scene was from the original 1931 Frankenstein, not from Sleepy Holllow, as every one seems to believe. Just wanted to clear that up. Sorry for sounding bitchy. Now on with the song-fic!

The Man of Mystery.

(Quasi- Spanish music plays. Van Helsing comes riding from the distance on a horse, going on a mission, looking very confidant that he can win)

Van Helsing:( looking all galanet and stuff)

Hear me now, oh thou bleak and unbearable world

Thou art base and debauched as can be!

And a knight with his valors all bravely unfurled

Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!

(Leapes off horse, thrusting his fist into the air)

I am I, Sir Van Helsing,

The Man of Mystery,

My destiny calls, and I go!

And the wild winds of fortune

Shall carry me onward ... To wither so ever they blow ...

Wither so ever they blow ...

Onward to glory I go!

(Carl comes following, also looking galanet, though not as good as Gabe)

Carl:

I'm Carl, yes, I'm Carl

I'll follow my leader till the end ...

I'll tell all the world, proudly,

I'm his friar ... I'm his friend.

Van Helsing:(Draws sword, fighting off imaginary foes.

Hear me heathens, and wizards, and servants of sin:

All your dastardly doings are past!

For a holy endeavor is now to begin

And virtue shall triumph at last!

(Van Helsing and Carl sing their verses together at the same time. I cant get to look that way, though)

I am I, Sir Van Helsing,

The Man of Mystery,

My destiny calls, and I go!

And the wild winds of fortune

Shall carry me onward ... To wither so ever they blow ...

Wither so ever they blow ...

Carl:

I'm Carl, yes, I'm Carl

I'll follow my leader till the end ...

I'll tell all the world, proudly,

I'm his friar ... I'm his friend.

(Van Helsing and Carl join hand and get into a tango looking pose, arms out stretched infront them, kneeling)

Both:

Wither so ever they blow ...

Onward to glory we go!