A/N: Its starts just after Van Helsing killed Dracula. The story starts when Dracula gets sent back to Hell.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and some of the characters.

Chapter 1

Dracula's POV

"AHHH!" I screamed as I was consumed by the burning pits of Hell. I fell.

I fell from the light and entered another world that would have burned me if I had not been a Vampire. Well, I wouldn't burn even if I wasn't a Vampire for I had lived here throughout my childhood. So I'm used to the scorching temperature of this place. Even though my creator calls this place home, it didn't feel comforting to be back.

When my master granted me five hundred years on Earth, I was more than thrilled. But I wasn't sentenced there for a mere holiday. I was there to seek out the Valerious's and eliminate them all. I destroyed every single one of them apart from two. Even though they both died in the end, Gabriel Van Helsing killed me before I was able to accomplish my mission. Anna was the last one and was accidently killed after I was murdered. But since I died before her, the curse that was upon her family lifted.

Since I died, I fell back to Hell. I came to realize that my master will be less than impressed with me. Suddenly the ground appeared and before I knew it, I collided with it. I groaned as I tried to stand up. Then I felt eyes on me, and quickly shifted my body to get a better look. Well, well, well, if it isn't my mother.

I stared at her for a moment. She held intense beauty in her face. To increase her beauty, she gave me her famous welcoming smiles.

"I was wondering when you'd come back," she walked gracefully to me and held her arms out seeking a hug.

I embraced her.

"It's good to see you, Mother," I pulled back.

It was good to see her. I haven't been in contact with her for five hundred years. So I guess I could say that I missed a lot.

"We'll hold a feast tonight for you. Your father will be pleased to see that you've returned," he started walking done the hall.

Yes, my 'home' was a castle and therefore we had deformed looking creatures as servants, running around the place making sure that everything was perfect.

When we walked passed them, they'd often bowed or drop to the ground showing respect. I ignored them.

I was more concerned about the walls of the castle. Something was different. I couldn't put my mind around it though. Was it the colour? No. The colour of the wall was still a crimson red. I remembered the colour from my early years.

I think my mother caught on. Because what she said next totally put my off guard.

"The heat has increased here, my son," her smile turned into a grimace.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning that I might have to leave. This heat is starting to get at me. I don't think I'll survive much longer staying done here."

My eyes widened. "We must alert Father then."

She shook her head quickly. "He'll never let go."

"I'll talk to him," I gritted my teeth together.

"That's not entirely wise, Dracula," her voice tightened.

"I'm not a child. I can take care of myself," we walked the rest of the way in silence. I suddenly felt guilty. I shouldn't be taking out my anger on her. It's the heat I guess. The heats making my temper play up.

"I will try not to anger him," I told her softly before we forwarded into my father's thrown room. Mother took up her position next to him on her thrown.

I made my way to the center on the room and bowed respectively at my father.

It was a while before he spoke.

In those first few seconds of waiting, he lifted his head. A horn on each side of the end of his forehead gave him a scary appearance. He wore only black pants. Supporting them up was a large belt that covered half of his stomach.

He was the devil. He was my master, my creator and my father. My mother on the other hand, was a vampire. I inherited being a vampire from her, but inherited my dark attitude from my father.

At last he spoke.

"You dare come back after you betray me?" his volume wasn't loud but the hardness in his voice bothered me.

"I didn't exactly have a choice," I said calmly.

My father spat at a nearby deformed creature. The creature tried its hardest not to glare back. Father looked back at me.

"I have given you everything you've ever wanted. And yet you can't accomplish a simple task," Mother looked between us, not knowing what we were talking about.

"You've given everything but what I wanted most," I informed him. His eyes held confusion.

"And what is that?" he leaned toward me in his chair.

"Freedom," I held my head high.

Father licked his lips slowly, his eyes were calculating.

"You want freedom, yet you do not finish what you were set out to do," he reminded me yet again.

"I defeated them all but two! Isn't that enough?" I sighed.

"No. You were supposed to defeat them all. Now look were they are!" he thundered.

I gulped. "They are just one family."

"One family that will forever mock me in my sleep," he said, glaring down at me.

"My love?" Mother asked my father.

He quickly looked from me to her. He nodded for her to continue.

"May I ask what is all this commotion about?" she asked softly.

"Our son failed to kill all of the Valeriouses. Now they are happily in Heaven. That is what he had to do. Just kill them all. A simple task!"

She nodded, shifting in her seat and looked back at me.

I glared at my master. "If it's such a simple task then why didn't you do it yourself?" I shot back at him.

With sudden speed, Father leaped out off his thrown and stood in front of me. He punched me right on the mouth, sending me flying into the wall. I coughed up blood. I quickly wiped my mouth before leaping up. I had no intention of fighting him. The winner is obvious. I'll never be as strong as him.

I faced him again and held my hands up. "Forgive me, Father."

He grunted, making his way back to his thrown.

I was in the center of the room again.

"Since you had trouble with the assignment I gave you, I have a simpler one. It's easy and if you fail this time, don't expect returning here."

I looked up at him and nodded, hiding my excitement. I couldn't wait to leave.

"I'll send you back to Earth. This time, I will send you to a time that Van Helsing is not. He'll be dead by the time I set for you," he paused.

I nodded, letting him know that my full attention was on him.

"There's a smaller family that I want you to kill. Since werewolves are the only things that can kill you, I want you to get as close as you can to this family. There are two werewolves among them. The father is definitely one. I need you to kill him. As for the mother and grandmother, they are definitely not Werewolves. It's one of the children. There are two girls. One is seventeen and the other is fifteen. We'll only who which one it is when they reach eighteen. Hopefully it's the seventeen year old," he snatched his cheek.

"I have to kill two of them?"

"Yes. Can you do that?" his eyes were glued to mine.

I nodded stiffly. "I will do my best, Father."

He nodded, satisfied.

"I'm proud of you, son."

I bowed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a mission to pack for."

"Ofcourse," Father said.

I bowed again, and then quickly walked from the room. As soon as the door to the thrown room was shut, I let out a sigh of relief. Two family members to kill. How hard could it be? I thought smugly to myself.

Hi everyone! Just wanted to say that this is my first FanFic for Van Helsing. I watched the movie about two weeks ago and completely fell in love with it.

I hope everyone likes it!

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