"No way..."
Whispered Carl in fear.
"It can't be..."
Whispered Anna.
Dracula wiped the blood off his mouth casually and turned to Anna.
"Ah yes...Anna...you live-still lovely as ever-
"My place is with Gabriel-and I shall kill you again, along with the others,"
She snapped, unsheathing the scimitar.
"Iilana- You look just like your mother-
CRACK!!
In a flash, she had sped towards him and struck him hard.
"How dare you mention Mother's name before ME? After what your brides did to her and Father?"
The bones in his face healed. And Dracula smiled indulgently.
"Iilana, Iilana, Iilana..."
purred Dracula in a condescending way, as if she was a willful child and he, a patient caretaker.
"You are rooted in darkness. Why fight this?"
"Because we Valerious swore 400 years ago to send you to Hell-and KEEP you there."
Anna nodded in agreement.
Dracula gazed upon Anna and iilana. Both were strong and beautiful and did not fear him. They were perfect-to be his consorts. Only with one exception: They rather drop dead then be his consorts.
"Really, only a werewolf's bite could do so-but I doubt Gabriel-or any of you-are that."
"We'll find a way."
"Why not now?"
hissed Iilana to Carl. Pulling out her katanas, she swung hard at him, sending him against a wall. Dracula transformed into a bat-like creature before her eyes. She looked up-and said,
"That's interesting."
Before slamming a sword into his left eye-and turning it.
Dracula yanked it out.
"Ow."
Was all he said. Before his eye could heal though, Anna yelled for Iilana to move-nd flung her scimitar into Dracula-below the belt. Carl and Gabriel winced.
Dracula had shrieked in pain before returning to his human form.
"Frigid, castrating bitch."
He spat.
"Had that been permanent, I would be very upset."
"Don't we wish,"
replied Gabriel. Anna held back a smirk. Dracula flew at Anna in a rage- only to strike poor Carl, who was nearest to her. Iilana flung down her swords.
"You hurt Carl..."
Dracula laughed cruelly.
"You loved him?"
"Damn straight. I shall deal with you-but not in this skin."
With that, she became a demon.
Dracula looked her up and down.
"Nice."
She replied by slamming her fist into his chest, sending him into a large vat of water.
"Gabriel, bless the water,"
she ordered, before leaping in to fight Dracula.
Both were well skilled in hand-to hand combat. The moment she heard prayers from above, she smiled. The water was now blessed. She smiled as she watched Dracula sizzle in agony. She left him there-and swam up. She knew holy water could not kill him but at least he would be hurt-for now. Silly her. Dracula blasted back up-and flew at her.
"Look out-
Too late. He had sunk his fangs into her neck and was drinking her sustenance. Gabriel fired-and Dracula retreated, for now.
Dracula landed on a hill and returned to his normal form, shaking with rage- and amusement. Iilana was quite interesting. It had been quite a while that Fate gave him a toy/playmate to play with. He spat the blood of Iilana into a vial he smuggled with him. The moment that entered his body intravenously, he would be so strong, even a werewolf would have trouble killing him. He raised his head to the moon and laughed.
Whispered Carl in fear.
"It can't be..."
Whispered Anna.
Dracula wiped the blood off his mouth casually and turned to Anna.
"Ah yes...Anna...you live-still lovely as ever-
"My place is with Gabriel-and I shall kill you again, along with the others,"
She snapped, unsheathing the scimitar.
"Iilana- You look just like your mother-
CRACK!!
In a flash, she had sped towards him and struck him hard.
"How dare you mention Mother's name before ME? After what your brides did to her and Father?"
The bones in his face healed. And Dracula smiled indulgently.
"Iilana, Iilana, Iilana..."
purred Dracula in a condescending way, as if she was a willful child and he, a patient caretaker.
"You are rooted in darkness. Why fight this?"
"Because we Valerious swore 400 years ago to send you to Hell-and KEEP you there."
Anna nodded in agreement.
Dracula gazed upon Anna and iilana. Both were strong and beautiful and did not fear him. They were perfect-to be his consorts. Only with one exception: They rather drop dead then be his consorts.
"Really, only a werewolf's bite could do so-but I doubt Gabriel-or any of you-are that."
"We'll find a way."
"Why not now?"
hissed Iilana to Carl. Pulling out her katanas, she swung hard at him, sending him against a wall. Dracula transformed into a bat-like creature before her eyes. She looked up-and said,
"That's interesting."
Before slamming a sword into his left eye-and turning it.
Dracula yanked it out.
"Ow."
Was all he said. Before his eye could heal though, Anna yelled for Iilana to move-nd flung her scimitar into Dracula-below the belt. Carl and Gabriel winced.
Dracula had shrieked in pain before returning to his human form.
"Frigid, castrating bitch."
He spat.
"Had that been permanent, I would be very upset."
"Don't we wish,"
replied Gabriel. Anna held back a smirk. Dracula flew at Anna in a rage- only to strike poor Carl, who was nearest to her. Iilana flung down her swords.
"You hurt Carl..."
Dracula laughed cruelly.
"You loved him?"
"Damn straight. I shall deal with you-but not in this skin."
With that, she became a demon.
Dracula looked her up and down.
"Nice."
She replied by slamming her fist into his chest, sending him into a large vat of water.
"Gabriel, bless the water,"
she ordered, before leaping in to fight Dracula.
Both were well skilled in hand-to hand combat. The moment she heard prayers from above, she smiled. The water was now blessed. She smiled as she watched Dracula sizzle in agony. She left him there-and swam up. She knew holy water could not kill him but at least he would be hurt-for now. Silly her. Dracula blasted back up-and flew at her.
"Look out-
Too late. He had sunk his fangs into her neck and was drinking her sustenance. Gabriel fired-and Dracula retreated, for now.
Dracula landed on a hill and returned to his normal form, shaking with rage- and amusement. Iilana was quite interesting. It had been quite a while that Fate gave him a toy/playmate to play with. He spat the blood of Iilana into a vial he smuggled with him. The moment that entered his body intravenously, he would be so strong, even a werewolf would have trouble killing him. He raised his head to the moon and laughed.