Gabriel Van helsing raced through the city of Paris with his steed. He had
been chasing the madman for days now, and still nothing. A sudden movement
inside the nearest building made him stop to investigate.
Van helsing dismounted his horse and drew his twin revolvers, carefully tip- toeing across the abandoned building with a repeating pattern.
"Where are you...?" he whispered to himself. He could hear clicking noises from afar, but could not exactly identify what made it.
He walked in further into the building following the noise. "Curious..." he thought. Not far away, Gabriel heard a booming explosion just under the floors.
Without warning, the building shook violently and instantly gave way. Even if he, the great Van helsing, had impossible reflexes could not avoid the fall. In a second, everything blacked out.
It was strange when he awoke. He was on some sort of matress. It was all white, as if the simple atmosphere was soothing. He'd stay here forever.Away from his job, his curse.
"No..."
He started to pull himself together and straightened himself up.
"What in the..." Van helsing was standing before a great golden gate. Adorned with all the things he could imagine that contributed to its elegance. Still, the Ambience, the surrounding, even the mood was all white, as if nothing evil has set it's foot in it. Some strange-
"Clouds..? where am I? Wh-where is this?" As he focused more on the atmosphere, what he saw was extremely unbelievable. Van helsing was atop on a sing large chunk of cloud with a golden gate. Clearly this explained it all, but still he had to ask himself.
"...Heaven?"
cliffie!!! r&r please.
Van helsing dismounted his horse and drew his twin revolvers, carefully tip- toeing across the abandoned building with a repeating pattern.
"Where are you...?" he whispered to himself. He could hear clicking noises from afar, but could not exactly identify what made it.
He walked in further into the building following the noise. "Curious..." he thought. Not far away, Gabriel heard a booming explosion just under the floors.
Without warning, the building shook violently and instantly gave way. Even if he, the great Van helsing, had impossible reflexes could not avoid the fall. In a second, everything blacked out.
It was strange when he awoke. He was on some sort of matress. It was all white, as if the simple atmosphere was soothing. He'd stay here forever.Away from his job, his curse.
"No..."
He started to pull himself together and straightened himself up.
"What in the..." Van helsing was standing before a great golden gate. Adorned with all the things he could imagine that contributed to its elegance. Still, the Ambience, the surrounding, even the mood was all white, as if nothing evil has set it's foot in it. Some strange-
"Clouds..? where am I? Wh-where is this?" As he focused more on the atmosphere, what he saw was extremely unbelievable. Van helsing was atop on a sing large chunk of cloud with a golden gate. Clearly this explained it all, but still he had to ask himself.
"...Heaven?"
cliffie!!! r&r please.