Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing, nor any of its characters. I do not profit from this story in anyway other than my pure enjoyment of writing.
A/N: Bare with me readers, this is my first attempt at fan fiction. And to be honest this is really a joint effort for it is loosely based upon a role play I had with one of my friends. I ask you to please review with any plot twists you don't like, grammar mistakes, and in general ranting or praise as you feel necessary. Please if you feel you MUST flame me I cannot stop you, but be as gentle as possible. Many thanks on with the show...
Morriquinne Aidwren was always a free spirit in her small Romanian village, bright, a free thinker, she could read and she did so often. Morriquinne was also fearless believing the many superstitions of her villagers to be rubbish. Every evening out of necessity, and defiance she would head deep in to the forest outside her village to gather herbs and mushrooms. They were vauable and served as treatment for her father who had taken ill within the last two years. Other than her sickly father Morriquinne was completely alone in the world, and often just retreated into her own thoughts dreaming of exciting far away places like in her books. She would soon learn the folly of her fearlessness.
Morri settled into her book in the villages main square, enjoying the tale of knights and evil wizards, and damsels in distress, faery tales were her favorite books ever since she was little. Glancing up from the epic battle in her book she couldn't help but laughing at the villagers that scurried about preparing for sunset by hanging silver crosses and garlic. Rolling her emerald green eyes she continued her reading until a round pleasant looking villager woman interrupted her.
"Child best be getting inside. HE hunts soon"
Rather annoyed Morri looked up with a snort, "He doesn't exist, Dracula is no more than a faery tale like these," with that she waved the leather volume in her hands, "Besides I have work to do"
With that Morri waved the well wishing woman away, rising she tossed her dark green cloak about her shoulders, lifting the hood to cover her long auburn waves of hair. Morri lovingly tucked her book into the basket hooking it on her arm she set off for the woods. She almost instinctually knows where to head to find the mushrooms that are too tender to grow any other time then at night, but are delicacies in her village and ease the terrible coughing spells her father has. Within hours she is deep within the forest and the full moon overhead lights her path. A cry of triumph escapes her lips, echoing in the seemingly empty forest, she had just found a large patch of the treasured fungi tucked away, hidden beneath the ferns. The young maiden quickly fills her basket to the over fill point, content with her nights work, she then heads into a clearing nearby she had spotted earlier a large boulder adorning the simple area. Then pulling out her book, she had to tuck beneath her arm after her collecting, she settles against the rock knees tucked beneath her and begins to read. Reading in the pale blue light of the moon was her favorite pastimes.
The poor girl has no idea a dark figure had been watching her for nearly two full moon cycles observing her habits, enthralled with the fearless red head......
A/N: Well that is the first chapter... I know it is kind of short, but it is really a test to see if all you wonderful people want me to continue. R&R many thanks.