A/N: Prepare yourself for an undead villain, and the return of everyone's favorite albino bat.
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Chapter 6: In The Dark Of The Night
"Pooka, we are going to Paris!" Anya exclaimed.
"No, the dogs stay," Dimitri replied quickly.
"What are you talking about? The dogs go."
"No, the dogs are not going."
"I say they're going."
"I'm allergic to dogs."
Ivan rolled his eyes at his uncle's unwillingness, and never-ending defense.
As the argument continued, Serena shot Vlad as look as if to ask, "Are they going to be like this the whole way to Paris?"
Vlad gave her a sympathetic look and mouthed back, "I hope not."
Unknown to them, a small white bat had heard their entire conversation, silently speculating from his small perch that jutted out from the wall. Surrounded by cobwebs and dust that had appeared over the past ten years, his only companion was the reliquary of his former master, and the faint light of a burning candle.
Although it hadn't shown any signs of waking for the past ten years, just the mention of that one name, was enough to stir something within. It began to glow a dim eerie green light, getting brighter with each passing second until it completely extinguished the flame, unbeknownst, to the bat.
"Anastasia?" the bat said questioningly, as if he wasn't sure he had heard right, "Yeah just one problem there fella, Anastasia's dead. All the Romanovs are dead. They're dead, dead, dead, dead."
A green glowing demon-like creature emerged from the reliquary, and glared menacingly at the bat.
"Am I right, my friend? I mean, how could that be Ana…?" the bat's voice trailed off in shock at the sight one of his former master's minions. He screamed as more and more minions appeared, snarling at him.
In the process of trying to get away from the ever-spawning minions, he found himself dangling upside-down from the ledge, hanging on only by the grip of his left foot.
"Oh come on! Am I supposed to believe that thing woke up after all these years, just because some guy claims she's a Romanov? "he asked, rather to himself, climbing back on the ledge.
More and more minions appeared until the bat had enough, "Okay okay, I get the message! Enough already with the glowing, and the small people!"
The reliquary let out a howling noise, as if it was angry at the bat. This left the bat to ponder what was happening, "If that thing has come back to life, it must mean…" he paused, until realization finally dawned on him, "Anastasia's alive!" He turned back to the five people still in the room, two of them still arguing,
"Just leave the dogs!" a man said, clearly exasperated.
"We are not leaving the dogs!" a feisty red-haired girl retorted.
"And that's her."
"We have a train to catch."
Just then, the reliquary took off, trapping the bat in its chain. It plummeted to the ground, and passed through the floor, carrying the bat along with it. They passed through many layers in the earth, then finally landed in a round, almost like a planet-shaped place, which halted the bat's screams with a loud bang.
"Oh boy, ow. I'll tell you what, ow," the bat said, rubbing his head.
"Who dares to intrude on my solitude!" a rough voice yelled.
A skinny man in tattered robes appeared, crushing the rocks blocking his path with one single punch.
"Get out!" he exclaimed, prepped to strangle his intruder, until he saw who it was, "Bartok, is that you?"
Bartok fell over and plopped on the ground. When he looked up to come face-face with his former master, "Master, you're alive?"
Rasputin picked up his companion as he hung on to his long beard, "Yeah, in a matter of speaking."
His eye popped out of its socket, only to be caught by Bartok, "Whoa, that fell right out there sir."
"Something's happened," Rasputin said, as he popped his eye back in it socket, "I knew it, I could feel the dark forces stirring."
"I'm not surprised," Bartok told his master, "because I saw her, Anastasia."
"Anastasia? alive?" Rasputin exclaimed, his lips sliding down his beard.
"Uh, sir your lips, they're um…"
"That Romanov brat!" he said, as his lips bounced on his beard, "and I just know that girl that was with her that night has something to do with it."
"Ain't that a kick in the head? I guess a curse isn't what it used to be, huh sir?" Bartok replied, placing his master's lips back in his mouth.
"That's why I'm stuck here in Limbo. My curse is unfulfilled!"
Rasputin's hand flew from its arm and clutched Bartok before falling to the ground.
Rasputin grabbed his arm with the missing hand and began to sob.
"Look at me, I'm falling apart," he plopped on a stone platform, still sobbing; "I'm a wreck!"
Bartok brought the hand over, "Actually, considering how long you've been dead, you look pretty good."
"Sir, you do. You do."
'R-Really?"
"Sir, is this the face of a bat who would lie to you?" Bartok smiled.
"C'mon, for a minute you had that old spark back."
Rasputin sat back up, "If only I hadn't lost the gift from the dark forces, and that key to my powers."
"What, you mean this reliquary?"
Rasputin whirled around, "Where, did you get that?" he asked, with a creepy smile.
"Oh, I found it."
"Give it to me!" Rasputin yelled, almost in a fit of rage.
"Alright alright, don't get so crabby."
"My old friend, together again," he cackled, "now my dark purpose will be fulfilled, and those princess will finally die!"
In the dark of the night I was tossing and turning
And the nightmare I had was as bad as can be -
It scared me out of my wits -
A corpse falling to bits!
Then I opened my eyes
And the nightmare was...me!
I was once the most mystical man in all Russia.
When the royals betrayed me they made a mistake!
My curse made each of them pay
But two little girls got away!
Little Anya, Serena, beware,
Rasputin awake!
n the dark of the night evil will find them
In the dark of the night just before dawn!
Aah...
Revenge will be sweet
When the curse is complete!
In the dark of the night
They'll be gone!
I can feel that my powers are slowly returning!
Tie my sash and a dash of cologne for that smell!
As the Pieces fall into place
I'll see them crawl into place!
Do Svidaniya, Anya, Serena, Your Grace!
Farewell...
In the dark of the night terror will strike them!
Terror's the least I can do!
n the dark of the night evil will brew.
Ooh!
Soon they will feel that their nightmares are real.
In the dark of the night
They'll be through!
In the dark of the night
Evil will find them
Find them!
Ooh!
In the dark of the night terror comes true.
Doom them!
My dears, here's a sign –
It's the end of the line!
In the dark of the night...
In the dark of the night...
In the dark of the night...
Come my minions,
Rise for your master,
Let your evil shine!
Find them now,
Yes, fly ever faster
In the dark of the night...
In the dark of the night...
In the dark of the night..
They'll be mine!
The minions flew off to find their masters victims.
A/N: Here it is, finally. I'm sorry it took so long I will try to update as soon as I can. Reviews are much appreciated,