Blood Red Diamonds
A/N: Helloooo there! So umm this is what... my tenth Van Helsing story? Wow, I didn't know that, lol. Anyways, you're probably crying 'WHO CARES!' at me right? So moving on, I'm gonna tell you a bit about the plot, which is simply this: Van Helsing adopts a daughter (since Anna died), but then Dracula comes back, resurrected by a newer enemy which Dracula fails to defeat. He is forced to ask Van Helsing for help and the two enemies and Van Helsing's daughter goes to Transylvania to defeat this monster. So anyways, I hope you like it and please review!
Summary: Fate has a board of pieces aligned to be played, and already one of the pieces had moved, causing disturbance in the field. Van Helsing has adopted a girl by the name of Valoel, and Dracula is forced to seek help from his murderer...R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing, sadly enough. But I do own Valoel and the wiced, evil enemy thats coming out pretty soon! -mwhahaha!-
Desire for a Child
"Van Helsing, are you sure? Are you willing to adopt a girl?" Carl asked worriedly as he followed Van Helsing towards the orphanage. Van Helsing nodded, lowering his hat as much as he can.
It was a decision that first puzzled him. But now, he wanted a daughter. He wanted one so badly, he didn't even know why. Maybe it was the feeling that he couldn't raise their daughter, the daughter Anna and him could have had... His heart ached when he thought about it, but he knew Anna was in a better place with her loved ones. He only wished he could have spent more time with her.
"You know this girl you are going to adopt is going be hunted like you if she is found?" Carl said hesitantly at Van Helsing's wandering expression. He knew Van Helsing missed Anna, as much as Carl himself missed Anna as well. It had been months since that incident.
"My daughter-to-be will be protected by the Holy Order. I will not let anyone harm her."
Carl sighed and fell silent as the two finally came in front of the building of the orphanage. Van Helsing walked in first, like a dark crow with black wings as his leather coat whipped forth behind his back. He was about to knock the door but thought better of it. Slowly his fist parted again as it touched the doorknob and opened the door. It was dark inside and there was only a melting candle beside the counter. His eyes looked at the stairs leading up to the children's rooms but it was too dark to see much.
"We should probably call for the people... if there are any in duty," Carl said, eyeing the place with a mixed feeling. He felt uneasy coming here in the middle of the night. Oh why did he agree to help Van Helsing adopt a daughter? He didn't know it would equal to being roughly woken in the middle of the night, dragged out of the Friary and into the cold, wintery darkness. He grumbled and gritted his teeth, resisting from yawning.
Van Helsing rang the small, silver bell on the counter and it gave out a loud, shrill sound. Carl jumped at the sound. Van Helsing raised his hat further up so he could have a better look at this place. It looked comfortable enough, with suitable furniture and cleanliness. He could smell the scent of lavender lingering in the air. Around the counter were several large books, inkpots and quills.
There was a soft sound of footsteps and a woman in a feeble white dress came out. She had curly golden hair that fell down on her shoulder the newcomer also wore a bright smile, but a sleepy one no less. She came towards them and rubbed her eyes quickly. "What can I do for you gentleman?"
"I'd like to adopt a girl," Van Helsing answered as the woman nodded and walked towards the counter and started to flip through the pages of the huge book.
"We have quite a lot of girls here... about how old?" the woman asked inquiringly as she quickly licked her fingers and continued flipping her fingers through the pages. Van Helsing thought for a moment.
"Is there any around five years old?"
Now it was the woman's turn to look thoughtful. She bit her lips softly and her fingers stopped flicking the pages. She looked up from the book and she answered, "There is one... She came here a month ago, poor little thing was dumped here with only one thin blanket to cover herself from the cold."
Van Helsing nodded, a grim expression now on his face. "What is her name?"
"She said her name was Valoel. She doesn't talk very much, except when forced to. I think she is in shock..." the woman answered and looked up for an answer from Van Helsing. Carl also looked back at Van Helsing.
"I will adopt her."
The woman smiled and she smiled warmly. "Alright. Please sign these papers and it will be (A/N: Umm I dunno how much. Actually are you supposed to get money in these cases? I dont know!). I will call her over here with her belongings."
The woman passed Van Helsing a few sheets of paper onto the counter and then walked away it, going up the darkened stairs. Van Helsing looked at the paper and his eyes dropped towards the name. He sighed. Should he write his real name on there? No, too dangerous, his head warned him.
"Valoel... isn't that the name for Angel of Peace?" Carl said and Van Helsing nodded as he grabbed for the quill and dipped it into the inkpot. The tip of the quill dripping with ink, he started to write. He used a fake name and then placed the bag of coins on the counter with the sheets of the paper.
They heard the same soft footsteps echo again but this time a bit louder as the woman came back with a girl beside her. She was pretty small, and her curly black hair looked more of a navy black then dark coal. Her eyes were as blue as the deep sea and her skin was pearly white and pretty pale at that, though there was tinge of pink on her cheeks. She looked sad and sullen and her gaze was on the floor. She held a small bag, a worn white blanket and a small plushie of a white bunny. She looked up quickly at Van Helsing but then down at the floor again.
Something about the little girl made Van Helsing wonder. She wanted to know more about her and care for her poor state. The girl had gone through a lot and he felt sorry for her. How can a parent leave her in front of an orphanage with nothing but a small blanket for warmth? Van Helsing thought it cruel that this girl had to endure the pain. Or maybe the parent had their reasons. But it was still unbelieveable to Van Helsing. The girl was as pretty as an angel and flawless as ever.
"Valoel, dear, meet these two gentleman. They are now your guardians and will take care of you," the woman spoke, kneeled on the ground so her face was in front of Valoel's. The little girl nodded slowly and gripping her bunny, she looked up and smiled weakly up at Van Helsing.
Van Helsing smiled back as the girl slowly walked towards him. Carl looked intently at the girl as Van Helsing offered to carry the small bag and her other items. Valoel nodded and gave the her bag and blanket to Van Helsing but she held onto her bunny.
The woman got up and then grinned as Van Helsing, Carl and Valoel turned to leave the orphanage. Just when Van Helsing was about to step out of the building, the woman called, "Take care of her, Mr. Van Helsing."
Van Helsing looked around at the golden haired woman with wide eyes, suprised to see the woman recognized him and still be absolutely calm. He quickly came to his senses and then lowering his hat, gave a short nodd and then walked out of the door with Carl and small Valoel.
A/N: Likey? No Likey? Please review!