Phantom of your Nightmares

A/N: Sorry for not updating for so long! I've been busy for the past few days and I couldn't get a chance to come up on the computer! But now I'm here and I have plenty of inspiration with me and my purple notebook! -you narrow eyes suspiciously- Yes, I have a purple notebook. lol Well here it is, the next chapter! I hope you like it and please review, for the last ones were splendidly great! Thank you so much! OwO Oh and if you have any ideas as to where I should locate the village previously mentioned in the first chapter, it would be greatly appreciated! I can't think of anywhere except Canada, and I dunno if that fits with the whole Van Helsing feel. So please tell me your thoughts either on the review or e-mail! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything inside or outside Van Helsing, the movie, though I dearly wish I do because then I would be owning a bit more than this story. But anyhow, all I own is my terribly awkward but interesting plot, ideas, characters. So no touchy there! Thanks!

Summary: Someone is hunting werewolves, but not to end their reign or terror. For their parts. Van Helsing now must go investigate, but unfortunately he himself is still tainted with the curse. What will happen to Van Helsing's fate?

Well that was quick eh? Tired of me talking? I suppose it is tiring, I am simply talking to myself. Well, kind of... sort of, lol Go on read or I shall have to let loose my evil bunnies of HORROR! Ok I felt a bit dramatic there. But my bunnies do bite, and it wouldn't be very nice to have a bite mark on your hand or uhh anywhere else, now, would you? O.O;; Oh and before I forget, MERRY CHRISTMAS:)

I wrote the poemishy thing below. lol.

Clipping His Wings

Glowing feral eyes watched out from the darkness as white gleaming fangs became visible from the hint of light beaming through the underworld. A growl escaped from the creature's jaws as eyes focused onto something in front of it. Claws now stretched out from the shadow, ever so carefully, to touch the diming light. Strangely enough, a voice whispered from the shadows where the creature lurked. It called out... so silently it could barely be heard.

Disappear into oblivion,

Where no one will find you...

Be not in existence,

and say adieu...

Vanish out of this body,

and take a lowly form...

Give in to yourself,

and God will perform...

Never really here,

for you are gone...

No one sheds a tear,

For you were away a year...

Of the foregone.

A awful howl sounded as it pierced through the cold wind disappearing with the whisper of the calling shadow...

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"Van Helsing!" shouted a voice that echoed through the hall as the man in question turned his head to greet the voice. Van Helsing grimaced as he smelt sweat on the owner of the voice. Apparently the man had run all the way from the friary and the white shirt he wore himself was dripping. Van Helsing's eyes narrowed as he realized the man he thought he saw was actually a young boy. He had untidy black hair and illuminating blue eyes that showed how innocent he was inside.

The boy panted and passed a scroll to Van Helsing and smiling weakly, the boy ran off. My eyes are going strange on me... Van Helsing thought and his eyes focused on the scroll. It was tightened with a tired looking ribbon that dangled down as if it was a dying flower. Van Helsing mumbled something under his breath as he loosened the ribbon from the scroll and opened the scroll. His eyes traced through the scroll and slowly his hands started to dig into the fragile scroll.

"What!" Van Helsing yelled with a roar as he ripped the scroll in half. His fists curled into a mighty fist as his feet carried automatically to the upper level of the Vatican. He slammed the door of the Cardinal's office and a familiar voice sounded.

Van Helsing ripped off the door as he glared venemously at the calm figure sitting on the chair of his office.

"What seems to be the problem, Van Helsing?" the Cardinal spoke calmly, and a faint disapproving look crossed his face as he said so.

"What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG! You agreed after that last assignment that I will be free to go, away from this... place! And now I have another assignment?" Van Helsing thundered loudly as he stepped forward, eyes glaring menacingly at the Cardinal. But the Cardinal still held his calm.

"That would be your very last, Van Helsing."

"I don't want to go to another one! After what happened to Carl… I don't want anything like that to happen...!" his anger slowly dissolved to sadness as he felt his fist loosen. A part of him wanted to stay angry but another wouldn't let him. The other wanted him to feel guilty for what he had done. Van Helsing bit into lip. And that dream, that haunting dream. He knew exactly what it was all about. The wolf was bloodthirsty and it was trying its hardest to drag him to the darkness and destory him forever.

"It will be your last. I understand you feel guilty for what has happened with Carl. I am sorry, Van Helsing," the Cardinal spoke with a frown that was supposed to look saddened. The Cardinal looked back at his work on the desk but his eyes went up again as he saw Van Helsing's head bowed onto the floor. His fists were trembling terribly but otherwise he looked fine. In a way.

"Van Helsing?" the Cardinal called out, getting up and he saw Van Helsing slowly raise his head a little. A flicker of yellow showed in his eyes but it passed quickly. Van Helsing blinked painfully and gritted his teeth.

"I'm fine. So what is this assignment about?"

The Cardinal raised and eyebrow and then pulled out a piece of paper from one of the shelves near him. He put on his small glasses and then looking up at Van Helsing with narrowed eyes, answered. "There is a stranger killing werewolves..."

"What does the stranger have to do with the assignment. He's probably a monster hunter," Van Helsing replied and choked out a fake cough. The Cardinal didn't know about the curse he held and if he did, he would be in a much worse state then Carl. He would have to keep the curse a secret.

"The stranger is not only killing werewolves but… taking something off of their corpses. We do not know why and we do not know of his or her intentions, but you must go find out."

"That's it? I have to find out what the stranger is doing and I will be free from this place forever?" Van Helsing spoke quickly, eyeing the Cardinal carefully. The Cardinal nodded and passed the paper in his grip to Van Helsing. Taking of his little glasses, the Cardinal pulled out another parchment. It was a resignation sheet.

"Yes. Sign this please. When you come back, I will sign it also," the Cardinal said as he raised pushed the quill and ink on the desk for Van Helsing. Van Helsing stared at the paper for a few seconds and a mixture of happiness and freedom came over him.

"For sure?" he said and the Cardinal nodded now.

"Very well," Van Helsing said and signed the sheet with a fast scribble that looked so much like the life he went through. A knot of assignments and troubles. He will be free from it at last.

A/N: Van Helsing to the rescue! -cough splutter cough- Hem. Like it so far? Still with me? lol Oh btw if you could have a look at the first chapter of the story, I've edited it, since I don't have a spell checker... -grawr- Oh well. Please review!