All right ya'll this is my first fic so please, be gentle. Constructive criticism is greatly accepted, flams will be shunned.
Summary: Basically, most of the main characters are trying to get revenge on someone. Hence the title. Van Helsing's great, great, great, great, great granddaughter, Salena, has tried to live life simply ever since she retired from a secret life with the B.P.R.D., Burial of Paranormal Research and Defense, after a run in with a vampire. (I don't own that. I think the creators of Hell Boy do.) She now lives with her two younger cousins who have nothing better to do then to act like idiots. Well now Dracula's back, and is seeking revenge on Van Helsing. The only problem is it's 2005 and Van Helsing is long gone. So what's a 500 year old, revenge seeking vampire to do? Take it out on the closest relative, that's what. How will Salena be warned? Will she be warned? How is she going to survive this one? WILL SHE SURVIVE THIS ONE? Well let's find out!
Disclaimer: I own nothing that ain't mine. Anything that appears in this fic that is from other movies belongs to the guys who made that movie. SO DON'T SUE ME. Please.
Prologue
"The day was like every other day since we met. Salena was being her humble self, always helping other people and not caring what happened to her in the process. If you ask me, oh by the way, my name's Teresa, she's a bit of a Mary Sue. You know those girls who are the strongest, toughest, smartest, and the list goes on. Even though were "friends" I HATE HER! She's always better than me at EVERYTHING! She has long, muti colored hair. It's got brown, black, red, even a little blonde, and the right level of curls. AND IT'S ALL NATURAL! That's one reason I hate her, but not the main reason. And her eyes, they're a dark, dark hazel that's part brown, blue, and green. Fair tanned skin, and a slender, muscular form. Me I have wavy/curly, blonde hair, and baby blue eyes. I admit I do have some fat on me, but she does to, just not a lot." She pauses a moment before continuing to think.
"Unlike her I have pale skin and freckles. The biggest difference though is our clothes. She looks like an angel since she wears a lot of white shirts and blue jeans. I, on the other hand, wear black. Just and only black. Guess what I am. Duuh! I'm gothic. Haven't you figured that out. Some people never listen."
"Anyway, this time she was risking her life, as usual, to retrieve a nerf foot ball, did you hear me a NERF FOOT BALL, that her cousins had throughn up there! I swear it like she's part animal or something! She got up there in less that ten minutes and has already throughn it back down, and is already back on the ground! Hmmm. Part animal… That gives me an idea. Did I mention I'm studying witchcraft. Yep, and currently have a werewolf on my hands that I can't get rid of. Don't ask. Just a spell gone wrong. At least he does what I tell him to do, but then he comes back. One time I told him to get lost. AND HE DID! He got lost then he came back! I don't know how that's possible but it happened. But you know, I think I've found some use for him. Revenge is sweet!"
Short I know. But hay it's just the prologue, so don't stop reading yet. You'll be getting some action after the next chap. This and the first chapter are just explaining and putting the story in place. So R&R pleeezzz. puts on puppy face