The Tru Kombat_ Authors Note: Yay third chappie! Enjoy!- Van Helsing Perspective Chapter Three: Anna Valerious ~~~~~~~ Princess Anna Valerious's hazel eyes snapped wide open. She catched her breath as if she had none. Her eyes wandered about aimlessly. She had no idea how she got back here. The lightning crackled and lit the room. The light showed her puzzled, beautiful face. She stood up as if a needle pricked her ass. Her heels clicked numerously as she searched the room she dreaded to be in. And that was Castle Dracula. She scratched her bruised head. "What on earth am I doing here?" she asked herself loud enough. Anna's chocolate locks were brushed aside by her shaking index finger. Her breath clouded the air in swirls of white. The snow still trickled down softly on the stoned grounds of the gigantic castle. No sounds besides her quivering breath and clicking of heels had echoed the hollow castle, which clearly reminded her of the man who had once lived in the place. Well, monster was a better way to put it. Anna was quiet, observing the old grounds. Images whoozed in her mind of the past. When her life was lost before her as all she had seen was midnight fur. The last toll of the clock matching her last breath. Anna shut her eyes. She listened for any subtle sounds. Vampires were known to have quieted steps when hunting for prey. When they wanted to be known, they wanted to be known. Thats the way it was. Anna knew that for a fact, because she had dealt with Dracula and his seductive, annoying brides for all her life. She huffed as she thought of all the times people would mistake her for a prissy princess with an outstanding temper. Her cheeks grew the slightest of red when she remembered that voice saying, "Princess", in a chilly fashion. That voice that sended shivers down her spine. Anna grunted as she climbed up a ladder. She hated thinking about the creature. All she had to do now was to find out what was going on and what to do. She froze as she heard a familiar chuckle. Her eyes caught sight of polished black shoes. She gulped inaudibly as her eyes made their way higher. Her eyes saw a long black cloak, and higher, seeing a tie, closing the cloak as a cape. She feared to see what she think she saw. Her eyes made it to what her heart pounded to everytime she saw the aristrocratic figure. She bit her lip as she looked at the villanious one himself. She looked down after she caught that sly smirk. The predator crouching to catch a look at his prey of the day. His cold breath made her shoulders tremble. "Hello, Princess..." There was that voice. The one she coincidentally had thought up before. After getting over that warmth of her face, her fingers trembling on the wood of the latter, once again, her soft cheeks turned very pink. The one above her chuckled. "Want me to help you up, your Highness?" , the voice echoed to her. Anna gnawed slightly on her inner lip. "N-no...you arent..here.." she repeated over and over to herself. Once again, the man- rather monster laughed. She felt a strong grip wrap around her slim, curvacious waist. The grip lifted her up like the grapple hook that she recongized from Van Helsing, except when she ascended to where the monster was, she felt a much frigid breeze. And that grip hadnt let go as her heels touched the stoned floor. She looked up to hawklike blue eyes. The eyes roamed allover her. The sides of his sly lips lifted into a smirk. "Like what you see, my dear?" he whispered softly. Anna frowned at her enemy. She glanced at where his gloved hands landed. They were still wrapped around her corset-covered waist. She huffed, not liking the closeness of their postion. "Actually i despise the very image of it.." she snapped harshly. All the malicious Count Dracula could do was laugh. As if it were a hobby with this tough woman. She made him laugh. Her valiant threats, her cold vicious ways. He just couldnt help but laugh at her bravery. "So beautiful...so brave..." The count had replied huskily. His gloved hands trailed up and down in soothing ways. His frosty lips crept to her warm ear. He brushed some curls from his way with one hand. "So...precious..." he added as he licked her earlobe. The Princess shuddered. Her eyes closed unintentionally at his touch. She bit her rosy lips, holding back a voluntary moan. Dracula noticed her reluctance of giving in his serpent temptations. His ways of seducing her wanted to work, but her hesitance was evident. She wanted it, but hadnt implored it. She didnt let it soothe her. Dracula smirked again. He licked her neck. "Let me go..." stuttered a shuddering Anna. Dracula leant back to look at a flushed Anna. Her eyes weak in desire, yet hate. He pulled her closer as his eyes travelled elsewhere. Anna struggled. Her mutters of protest was muffled by his black fabic. Her face against his torso. He seemed focused on something as he held her to him. One hand squeezed her arm, the other on the back of her head. "Shh..." he hushed, quietly. He wasnt holding her in admiration, in embracement as he wanted to at the moment, giving into his lust and longing, but something distracted him. He held her protectively. Anna silenced her mutters abruptly. Dracula's eerie orbs looked everywhere. He still held Anna. Anna tried lifting her head to breathe. Dracula lifted her chin a bit, so she can breathe. Her chin rested on his shoulder. "What is it?" she whispered. The Count didnt answer. He still held her arm. The mystery of an unknown prescence intensified. Anna looked behind the Count as he looked forward. Suddenly a spear hurdled its way toward them. About to hit Anna as Dracula swiftly took them both up, forming into his hellbeast form. Anna gasped as they were in the air. She looked up at the second form of the Count. He growled at something afar. Anna noticed a spear clang against the wall, which would of hit her. So that was why Dracula flew them up. She looked up at him, puzzled as to why he saved her. She winced as the spear, zoomed back. "GET OVER HERE!", a voice boomed. Anna looked back, seeing a figure, with white orbs, below his eyes was covered by a yellow mask. A man in a yellow and black ninja clad stood not too far now. Dracula growled as he placed Anna on a balcony, and swooped down. The ninja from Netherrealm dodged the bombarding creature. He rolled over on the floor, opening his palm. Out from his palm came out a metal structure. It launched out as a spear. The metal snapped at Dracula's large wings like a crocodile. Dracula flew higher, and the metal followed. He roared as the clippers of the spear nipped at a part of his wing. He beated his wings harder and swifter. He flew around a pillar several times to make sure the spear had gotten entangled on it. The spear made ear-piercing screeches as it tried nipping, but on the air, instead. Anna watched from above. She pouted, wanting to get in the action. Dracula gruffed as he flew near the ninja. The ninja backflipped, siring his spear back to him. The spear nearly hit Dracula, when a silver blade pierced the winds of the spear. The ninja huffed in anger as his spear fell on the ground. His palm tearing at the impact. His white eyes glared up at a descending gypsy princess, who had swung on cables to cut the spear aerialy with her sword. Anna had a valiant pose as she threatened the ninja with her sword. Dracula watched in amusement. He perched on a broken pillar, forming back to his handsome self. Anna stepped forward as the ninja stepped backward. "I am Scorpion.." The ninja's voice sounded eerie with the mask covering his mouth. He formed his hands in a karate chop."Prepare to fight, mortal.." Anna lifted her blade. "Alright...a fight it is..." She did a backflip, throwing her sword to pierce a part of Scorpion's outfit against the wall. Scorpion writhed. He grasped the handle of the sword, unsheathing it from the wall, and threw it on the ground. "COME OVER HERE!" he shouted, letting his hand to a 'come here' motion. Anna panted as she grabbed the fallen spear and swung it over her head. She let it launch around his waist. "No...you get over here!" she shouted.
