Disclaimer: I don't own Van Helsing or any of it's characters…sadly…..
Author's Note: Okay, this here chapter is simply a little introduction and all. The story takes place after the movie and has quite a many plot twists, as is my usual style. I PROMISE I'll update only if you review!! I get sad when I have no reviews and such. I was going to take my last fic and rewrite it as OC but the damn computer ate everything. So, right now I'm just starting from scratch…yay. I'm doing the same to my POTC fic, if any of you are interested. And most likely, if there is a way (which I will find it if there is) I'll make a board with all my You fics up on it. So, if any of you happen to have those fics, or any of mine, could you e-mail them to me? I wouldn't mind just retyping them…but enjoy this here one.
OC: Katrina Van Huntington…..
Takes place: Transylvania
I couldn't believe what I just saw. It's impossible. I knew he was dead…all the rumors had to be true. The 'Great One' is dead, he won't ever bother you ever again. No more haunted dreams, no more restless nights waiting for him to come back…no more. I just…didn't…couldn't believe he was gone…and now I know it's not true. I knew in my heart he wasn't dead, it just wasn't possible. But, everyone I talked to told me the same thing: he's dead. Long dead…killed…murdered. Why did it happen? My mind pulls me in all different directions. Did I love him? Or did I just believe I did? People had always told me that he was dangerous, but I never believed them…why? Was there a part of me that just couldn't believe that he was? Why didn't I want to? I can't stand this…I need to get away. But I know my obligations. I had to watch over Transylvania, it was asked of me long ago by the Valerious family. And now they're gone…or are they? Anna…Velkan…they kept telling me they were dead, stop mourning and get on with life. But they can't be…they must be alive…
And now what I just saw…or was it an illusion? Could something as real as that be an illusion? I just…was shocked. It couldn't be true. I suddenly felt hatred spilling into my every being. It just couldn't be true. He was dead, I saw his corpse…DIDN' T I????? Or was that my imagination? How could it be? I touched it! Oh, it was horrid, but I had to do it, to get finalization…but it didn't help. I still don't believe he's dead. He cannot be, for I just saw him, outside…killing…
I cried softly to myself…remembering his past…he's alive and out there, waiting for me. Many didn't know him as I did…they saw him as an evil creature, one filled with hatred for all living things. But now he's alive…in flesh and blood…and now he can prove what he truly is to those people who didn't believe him before…my love…my…
Dracula.
Author's Note: Oooh...the dread...the suspense. Okay that was a bad intro, but more good chapters to come, I promise!!!!!!!!!
J.S.
