A shriek came from the wayward building, top covered with snow," BE GONE DEMON CREATURE." the shrieking voice screamed. The voice was followed by a high pitched cackle," You think that you can ward off evil with those tiny words ?" a voice with a Transylvanian accent proceeded. Another cackle," Very wrong." a second voice Seemingly Scottish interjected," Very wrong indeed." a third voice finished, voice dripping Spanish blood. There was a long moment of silence when finally a long and eerie scream pierced the air.
Three bluish-gray, winged figures burst through the roof of the building. Their cackles rising high above the air. Waking sleeping children and their faithful pets. The three figures glided swiftly, yet gracefully towards the darkness that lay just beyond the village. The seemingly cursed village of Transylvania. Transylvania, Romania.
SETTING;; Transylvania, Romania. Winter.
Dark ebony colored hair hung a few rough inches below his ears. Large, icy blue eyes were narrowed. Peering into the darkness that lay ahead of him. He sat atop his steed A faithful mustang named Nightwish riding into the dark abyss. By his side, on a dark grey mare rode his faithful companion and friend. The friar's fiery red hair poked out from underneath the olive green hood he wore. His companion was whimpering. Whimpering out of sheer fear," I don't want to return, Van Helsing!" he managed to squeak out," You remember what happened the last time we were her-" "Hush, Carl. The Cardinal sent you with me for a good reason." "What good reason might that be ?" "Your smart in the way of demons and monsters. You've made all of my weaponry. What better reason is there ?" the deep, husky voice returned. The voice now known to be Carl said nothing more. They continued to ride on in silence.
It was dawn before the pair entered the village. They tied their horses up to posts that lay just outside the village's gates. Gabriel Van Helsing entered the village of Transylvania, Romania, followed by the meek friar.
The sky was a dark gray, obvious that snow was on it's way. At least half an inch of snow already covered the ground. Already people were out and about. Buying things at the market, going to church, and having drinks at the local pub. Gabriel Van Helsing and Carl the Friar were there for a different reason. A not so pleasant reason.
Van Helsing peered around the village. Stares were shot their way. Along with many glares. After all- he had killed their princess. And obviously they knew that. Gabriel looked down at his feet as they walked, and Carl placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. They stopped in front of the deep well that sat in the middle of the village. Right smack dab in the middle.
Van Helsing motioned for his cross bow and Carl gladly gave it to him, also handing him a bottle of Holy Water in which Van Helsing gladly shoved into the pocket of his black leather trench coat. It was time to do some hunting. Some vampire hunting.
The sky seemed to get darker over a series of long minutes, where Van Helsing stood and waited. Van Helsing was suddenly shaken out of his trance when a shocking voice called out his name.
"It's nice to see you've decided to return after all." the familiar female Transylvanian voice called out. The voice was full of spunk and zest. Just as it had been the last time he'd seen her. He couldn't turn around. Surely he'd just been hearing things. Indeed. He had been hearing things. But these things he'd heard, were real.
He turned around to see Anna Valerious, the Gypsy Princess standing in the exact same place as the first day he'd met her," Ann-" he was cut off when she began to spoke," Yes, it is me. Obviously. You are not seeing things, for if you were… Never mind." she said shaking her head. Arguing with Van Helsing was pointless. He always put up a good argument, most of which she never won.
Anna was about to speak again when Van Helsing had his cross bow pointed directly at her. She ducked immediately. They had seemingly gone through this routine once. As soon as she had ducked, Van Helsing began shooting rapidly through the air towards the vampires that were coming flying at the speed of light towards them.
