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Chapter 7: Visitor
year: 1897 (A/N yay!! were back!!)
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Forever groaned. "Not now!" she sighed "sleepy..."
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She turned over and fell off of her bed with a thump.
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She jumped back up so fast that her vision turned black for a split second. "I'm okay!" she said to no one in particular.
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She slowly walked toward the window with blackened vision...
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She pulled the curtains back only to be blinded by the sun. "Why, did I get up again?" she asked herself when she heard the sound again...
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"Oh ya," she leaned over the windowsill. What she saw almost made her black out and fall, again. There was four men at the bottom of the castle. They were banging on the castles door with a huge tree trunk. They all wore grey trench coats and lose crosses around their necks. Forever had a feeling that they weren't here to sell something.
She ran over to her duffel bag, which she seriously needs to unpack, and and pulled out a white tank top, and black pants. She unshrunk the clothes and slid them on. She wanted to ware her black jacket too, but it would only slow her down if she had to run. But running was not on her list, she was going to protect her friend and annoying companion as long as possible. Or at lest until Dracula wakes up.
'Is he your friend?' she silenced the stupid voice with a shake of her head.
She bolted out of her room and ran down the hall. She was running at top speed when something caught her eye. She stopped in her tracks and turned around. She slowly walked toward the wall and eyed it carefully. Soon she pulled a huge sword and sheath off of the wall. She quickly ran stairs, all while tiring to buckle the sheath to her side... and hoping not to fall.
When she reached the bottom she ran into Jonathan. "Forever! We have to get upstairs! Now!" he exclaimed as he tried to pull her back up the steps that she got off of with out falling. Which she was very proud of.
"Jonathan!! Let me go!" she yelled as she punch his arm with little force. She was to focused on stopping the people outside then to hurt him.
He yelped. She turned back to him to see that he was on the floor favoring his arm. "I didnt hit you that hard..." she began, but was cut short when he lifted his arm to show the now swollen bump in the area were she had hit him.
She held her breath to keep form laughing, 'This guy is to much of a wimp. He can even take a punch!' she helped him up. He saw that she was tiring not to laugh and scowled.
"Thats what you get for tring to make a girl do something she doesnt want to do," she whispered as he glared at her. He glare was returned to the door when the sound grew louder.
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"Do you know who it is?" he asked her.
She shook her head, "Can't say that I know them," She stopped to think. Those men out side of her window looked so familiar. Not their faces, their clothes. Then it hit her. Like a book thrown by an annoyed person. Like a bird on a wind shield. Like Kool-aid man through walls. "Iscariot," she whispered under her breath so that Jonathan couldn't hear.
'They must know about Dracula!!' said the little voice that REALLY needs to go away.
"duh... they have been tiring to kill him for centuries..." she whispered as quite as before.
'Sorry, what was that?' the voice said, smiling. At least it sounded like he was smiling... but anyway, it made Forever furious.
"I said..." she answered as if she was talking a person right in front of her. "Duh! They have been tring to kill him for centuries!"
Jonathan was staring at her now. He was kind of scared.
Forever was breathing heavier as the voice started to laugh at her. Jonathan put his hand on her shoulder, "Forever. Are you okay?" he ask slowly.
Her breathing returned to normal. "Yes... just thinking to myself."
He nodded in what she guessed was confusion. He let go of her shoulder as soon as a crack appeared in the door. Forever and Jonathan exchanged glances. The door busted more. "Jonathan." she called, "Go upstairs."
"No. I refuse to leave a child by herself in the face of hostile men. Who knows what could happen."
"Nothing is gonna happen dude." she smirked as she pointed toward her belt which now supported the good sized sheath which held only God knows what. "Now hurry upstairs like a good little boy. Mama's got some work to do." she said to herself. He had left the room before he could hear the last part. She sighed. "Good thing he left all he would be is a dead wight." she turned toward the door which was now almost busted open.
She reached her hand to her side that held the sword. "Are you ready dude?" for once she called the voice.
'As ready as ever. Are you gonna let me take over?' he asked.
"HELL NO!! Last time you almost didn't let me back into my body!!" she yelled.
'Fine.' he huffed. She shook her head.
"Look out for me, Kay?"
'As always. You dont seem to get it. If you die, I die. And I'm not quite ready to die yet.'
"I got it. I just thought that you would be happy if my spirit died and you could take over my body." she said as she readied herself. She placed her hand on the hilt.
He chuckled, 'Then I'd be a girl.'
"Suites you."
'HEY!! I'm your fighting spirit!! You should be nicer to me!'
The door busted open. Splinters shattered everywhere, some wedged themselves into Forever's skin. She flinched, but didn't cry out. She stood there in her spot, with a HUGE warriors sword in her hands.
Four men stood there. There was a tall one who stood in the corner, so she couldn't really make out his features. The second man was tall but a little bit shorter compared to the first man. He had red hair and from what she could tell, very vivid blue eyes. The third man was average size and had blonde hair. The last man was short, fat and had brown hair. He had a scar over eye.
"Young lady." said the one with red hair, "What are you doing here?"
"This is my home." she said forcefully. "And you just broke my door, are you gonna pay for it?" she held out one hand as if waiting for some money. The sword soon got to heavy for one hand to hold so she set the point toward the floor and leaned on it.
They stood at the entrance. "Do you know the Count?" asked the blonde one.
"No," she lied. Sh eyed the man in the corner. Something about him was off.
'Forever. Look out for the tall one. He looks familiar.' said the now useful voice.
"You're right. He does." she whispered.
"Well," said the red head, "do you mind if we look around?"
"Yes. I very much do mind." She said as she readied for battle. she placed the hand that she had earlier extended and placed it back on the hilt of the sword, lifting it in the air again. She moved her right foot a little to make herself smaller, as she would in fencing.
"Listen wench." said a tubby one. "We didn't come here to fight with the likes of you. Just take us to Dracula and we'll be out of your hair in no time."
Forever did not move.
"I said move it!" He said again. The red head put his hand on his shoulder. "Calm down, Vincent."
Forever cocked her head to the side. "Cool name... what does it mean?" she asked not letting up on her position.
The fat man named 'Vincent' turned around to face the ever so tense Forever. "It means conqueror." he replied, as if proud by its meaning.
'I like it!' Said the voice. 'From now on, you will call me Vince!'
She sighed while shaking her head at the stupid little voice. She looked at the men, "And whats the rest of your names?"
All of the men looked at her questioningly. "Why?" replied the blonde one that talked.
She sturdied her position more before speaking. "So that I know what to put on your gravestone."
Vincent grew red with anger and charged at her, which is what she wanted. She stood still as he charged at her with full speed. She lifted her sword, grinning like mad. The man couldn't stop in time and ran right into it, stabbing through his brain. At first he was squirming and yelling in pain, until she twisted her sword and quickly slashed it down. As a result, he split in half. Blood squirted toward her but something toke over her senses and she moved with blinding speed.
"Dude!" She yelled. "I told you! No messing with my mind or body funshions!! I want to fight myself!"
'Vince' huffed. 'Well, I didn't want your nice, pretty, white, shirt to get all stained with his putrid blood.'
she sighed and turned toward the other men. "Who's next?"
The blonde walked up.
"And what, may I ask, is your name?" she asked bowing sarcastically.
"My name is Zachary. And you will not need a grave stone for me. I'm not as foolish as Vincent."
'He is foolish just to take you on.' said the newly named voice 'Vince'.
"Got that right." she whispered. She walked over to the remains of Vincent and pulled out the sword.
Zachary stood in his spot, as did Forever. Soon the sword was getting to heavy for Forever to hold anymore and it started to slip. This is exactly what Zachary was waiting for. He ran up to her, Forever saw what he was doing and moved to the side and avoided his blow. The man turned real fast and saw that she was holding it above his head. She swung it down and he moved. As she picked up the sword in her hand she placed over her shoulder.
She smirked, "Your fast." Some of Zachary's hair fell of his head. "But not fast enough." She walked toward him, sword on shoulder. Zachary looked at her and pulled out a sword of his own.
He walked up to her and swung.
'Duck!' screamed Vince. She moved down and turned. Her sword slashed through his legs. Blood splattered across her face and neck. She frowned.
"Gross." She whispered
Zachary yelled and gravity pulled him toward the earth. She couldn't hold in her smile this time. "I thought that you said you weren't foolish." She said as she stood up to full height. She turned and face the last two men.
"Wait! Arent you going to finish me off?" Zachary yelled.
She didn't bother to turn around, but still answered. "I may have killed your friend, but I am not a monster. I will not kill in cold blood. He attacked me and ran into my blade, just like you. Only he was hit in a more vital area." she walked toward the other men. "Well now. Who's next?" she asked. The red head smiled, "What are laughing a-" she cut short and started to yell. "Dammit!!" She yelled. She fell to the ground and clutched the back of her leg.
She turned to see that Zachary had a gun on him. "You, BASTARD!" She yelled as she ran/limped toward him.
She lifted her sword. "You shouldn't have done that." she whispered right before dropping her blade to his neck. He grinned as she sliced off of his head. His artery splattered blood across her pants. She frowned. "Stupid fool." she said before yelling at 'Vince'.
"Why didnt you warn me."
He didn't respond. Her frown grew deeper. She stood there for a few seconds then thought of the other two men. "So." she said her smile returning. "Who, may I ask are you?" she asked looking outside.
'It's almost nightfall,' 'Vince' finally said.
She ignored him and moved her glance toward the two remaining men. The red head walked up toward her. "Little girl, you are injured. You can not fight any longer."
"Says who." she said, her leg throbing with pain. She felt the bullet underneath her skin, and it was grinding against her bone. She flinched.
"Me. your hurt. You should just go and leave us to our search." said the man.
She picked up the sword. She wasn't going to back down for something as tiny as a gun shot wound. "No." she whispered. She had a sinister look about her. Her blue eyes shun as if they were on fire as she glared above her glasses at him. Blood splattered and smeared across her face, blood splattered on her shirt and pants. Her sword was drenched in the blood of her two victims. "I wont back down. Not now." she whispered in a course voice.
The man looked a little impressed by the girls courage. "Well," he picked up his own gun and aimed it at her, "It's your life." He shot at her. Her eyes widened and she dropped to the ground as two bullets whizzed above her. 'Shit.' she thought.
'Forever! Roll!' 'Vince' yelled. She obeyed and two more bullet hit the ground were she was lying down only a second before.
"Damn." she got up as fast as she could and ran, glad that she didn't were her jacket. She hid behind the propeller. Two more bullets hit the other side of it. She heard the man laugh. Her breathing was getting heavier. "Damn. It's not even that bad..." her vision grew blurry.
'Forever, it's worse then you think.' Vince said. She pulled up her pant leg and looked at her calf. It was soaked in blood. She moved her hand to the darkest spot on her leg and more blood came out. She closed her eyes. She was about to start crying from the pain the she was in.
She whipped her eyes, then realized that the man had stopped firing at her. She laughed, "Why did you stop?" she asked, still laughing.
The man was confused by her sick humor. "Because, you are just a child."
"A child who killed your friends."
He man sighed heavily. "Yes, you did. But as you said before, you didn't do it in cold blood they attacked you. I'm not going to hurt you willingly."
She growled. "So your taking pity on me."
The man chuckled. "I guess you could say so..."
"Vince..." she whispered
'Yes?' he responded with a wicked smile.
"You can take over..."
And with that, Forever's fighting spirit came out. She leaned forward and ripped her pant leg off. She reached to beside her and found a piece of stone that the man shot off of the propeller. she felt around her shot leg, looking for the bullet. She found the bullet and pried it out with the sharp side of the rock. she yelped a little and pulled out the bullet and threw it aside. She grabbed the cloth that she ripped off of her pants and wrapped it around her leg to stop the bleeding. 'Why didn't I think of that?' she asked.
"I don'tknow. Maybe your stupid." Vince said, now in Forever's body.
He, in Forever's body, don't know how much I can stress that, grabbed a bunch of rocks beside him and stood up. He limped around the propeller, grinning like mad. The man with the gun was shocked. "What are you doing? Sit back down! Your going to hurt yourself some more!" he exclaimed.
Vince walked forward, 'Vince, don't kill him. He spared me. We could have been dead by now.' said Forever. Vince nodded and threw a rock at the mans head. The man ducked.
"Little girl! What are you doing? Sit down!"
"I said that I wont give up." Forever and Vince said at the same time, making it sound as if a demon had possessed her. He threw another rock at the man and just as before he dodged it.
The man was in shock, he didn't know what to what to do. 'This girl is mad!' he thought. "Little girl! back down! What do you have to protect?"
He said nothing, just walked closer. Forever's body soon ran out of rocks. 'Dammit. How are you gonna finish him?' she asked.
"I have an idea." He answered smugly.
The red head had no clue what to do. He lifted his gun and shot at her. Vince saw this coming and moved so fast that it looked like the bullet went through her. She grinned and closed in on him. He shot his remaining bullets at her a she avoided them all. She was a foot away from the man when he started to look for the next bullets. She grabbed his neck and slammed him on the wall behind him. The red head squirmed and kicked. Vince held him there until he was to weak to move. He dropped him to the floor when the man began to gasp for air. The man looked up at her towering body. "Just who the hell are you?" he shouted in a coarse voice.
"I am Forever," Vince said along Forever. "And I am Vince." he grabbed his gun by the barrel and hit him on the head with the handle. She shot his legs so that he wouldn't get up when he woke up. She looked at the poor man. 'Vince, let me back in.'
He nodded and Forever reentered her own body. She started breathing heavily and sat down on the floor, forgetting the man in the corner. She sat there catching her breath. "I'm never gonna let you do that again." she swallowed on the air that she was breathing on, thus she started chocking.
The man in the corner got out of his position on the wall and walked toward the center of the room. She was to tired to realize that the man was moving. She was to tired to even realize the drop in temperature in the room. She started to shake when she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. She looked up and smiled at the sight that she saw.
The towering figure was glaring at the man ahead. After a minute, he looked at her. "Well done Forever." He said.
No one has ever said that to her in a long time. She smiled, then she heard rustling a couple of feet ahead of her. She looked up and jumped at the sight. "Alex-" she took a deep, shaky, breath, "Alexander Anderson,"
The man grinned ans charged toward them. Dracula took a step ahead of her and stopped his blow. She jumped back, She was about to witness a battle between two people that weren't supposed to encounter in about a hundred years.
Dracula vs. Anderson.
A/N
Ya... Vince is a very confusing person to write about. Well if you don't quite get his character just ask me or wait till future chapters. I swear that I will clear out all of this mess sooner or later. And if you don't feel like waiting, do not hesitate to ask.
It took me a while to write all of this, AND I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO THE PART THAT I WANTED TO GET TO GET TO!!
Well, we still have the next chapter!!
wweeeellll... I'm watching 'Are we there yet?' and I'm at the very end of the movie... What I'm gonna do next... have NO frigg'in clue... maybe I'll watch 'National Treasure II'. MMMaaaabbbyyyyeeee...
Till next time...
