It was nightfall by the time the trio reached Romania. They silently
slipped into the graveyard, where Anna's ashes were buried. There, on a
tombstone, finely carved in marble, were the words:
R.I.P
ANNA VALERIOUS
A PRINCESS OF A WOMAN
Gabriel turned aside. He did not wish to read those words anymore. Carl and Iilana dug at the soil, Gabriel wishing and praying for the image of her dead body to die.
"Gabriel! A little help please?"
Snapping out of it, he dug furiously, splattering dirt all over the two.
"Easy-
"Found it!"
He breathed with joy, holding a jar.
"Give it to me."
Gabriel held it as if it was his first-born child.
"Please."
Reluctantly, he passed it to Iilana. All three silently followed her into a crypt. Pouring the ashes of Anna upon a marble bench, she took out her katana.
"Put out your hands if you loved her."
Puzzled, Gabriel did so anyway. So did Carl. With that, Iilana cut her palm, along with Gabriel's and Carl's. They placed their clenched fists over her ashes. Gabriel wondered if this would really work. Freeing their palms, they watched as the blood dripped upon the ashes.
"Close your eyes and repeat after me. Whatever happens, DO NOT open your eyes until I say so."
said Iilana. She then proceeded to chant a spell that would resurrect Anna. It had NEVER been used in a 100 years, and she prayed it would work.
Suddenly, the ashes took the form of Anna. Blood entered into her, forming new life within her. Then, the sound of cracking. All was silent soon after.
"You may open your eyes now-
"Gabriel opened his eyes, along with Carl and Iilana.
"Anna?"
Outside the soundproof crypt, pandemonium ensued in the town. The Hell Hound enjoyed killing the weak humans, enjoyed swallowing their screams and smelling their fears along with consuming them, marrow and all. As for Erik, he killed all who could not answer his question: Where was Iilana? Just then, as he passed the graveyard, he smelled a scent of old: Lilacs...from the crypt on the right.
Iilana prayed hard it was a success-and held back a gasp.
On the marble bench, stark nude, was Anna Valerious, back from the Dead.
Carl turned away, while Gabriel just stood there, mute. Then,
"Anna?"
"Gabriel?"
The breaking of the crypt door shattered their brief reunion....
R.I.P
ANNA VALERIOUS
A PRINCESS OF A WOMAN
Gabriel turned aside. He did not wish to read those words anymore. Carl and Iilana dug at the soil, Gabriel wishing and praying for the image of her dead body to die.
"Gabriel! A little help please?"
Snapping out of it, he dug furiously, splattering dirt all over the two.
"Easy-
"Found it!"
He breathed with joy, holding a jar.
"Give it to me."
Gabriel held it as if it was his first-born child.
"Please."
Reluctantly, he passed it to Iilana. All three silently followed her into a crypt. Pouring the ashes of Anna upon a marble bench, she took out her katana.
"Put out your hands if you loved her."
Puzzled, Gabriel did so anyway. So did Carl. With that, Iilana cut her palm, along with Gabriel's and Carl's. They placed their clenched fists over her ashes. Gabriel wondered if this would really work. Freeing their palms, they watched as the blood dripped upon the ashes.
"Close your eyes and repeat after me. Whatever happens, DO NOT open your eyes until I say so."
said Iilana. She then proceeded to chant a spell that would resurrect Anna. It had NEVER been used in a 100 years, and she prayed it would work.
Suddenly, the ashes took the form of Anna. Blood entered into her, forming new life within her. Then, the sound of cracking. All was silent soon after.
"You may open your eyes now-
"Gabriel opened his eyes, along with Carl and Iilana.
"Anna?"
Outside the soundproof crypt, pandemonium ensued in the town. The Hell Hound enjoyed killing the weak humans, enjoyed swallowing their screams and smelling their fears along with consuming them, marrow and all. As for Erik, he killed all who could not answer his question: Where was Iilana? Just then, as he passed the graveyard, he smelled a scent of old: Lilacs...from the crypt on the right.
Iilana prayed hard it was a success-and held back a gasp.
On the marble bench, stark nude, was Anna Valerious, back from the Dead.
Carl turned away, while Gabriel just stood there, mute. Then,
"Anna?"
"Gabriel?"
The breaking of the crypt door shattered their brief reunion....