Chapter Eight, By Mouse

Anna nodded. Dracula at first was a little surprised by her obedience, but decided not to question it. Anna was very quiet the next few nights. He took her to feed, she didn't really seem all that hungry, but she feasted with him. She went to the stables a lot, he noted. She seemed fond of his horses. The fastest was her favourite. He allowed her to name it,

''Nightwind.'' She said, almost immediately. So from then on, he was known as Nightwind. She always insisted in combing his black sleek coat, and feeding him, so he never objected.

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Anna briskly walked down the halls, she was stopped by Dracula,

''Where do you think you are going?'' He asked smoothly,

'' To the gardens, to the stables to see Nightwind.'' She replied. Her tone was flat. That was what was bothering Dracula, she had stopped being challenging.

''Very well. I shall be in the library.'' With that, he was gone. Anna broke into a sprint. Down to the stables. She saddled Nightwind,

''Show me the meaning of haste!'' (A/N I couldn't do anything without Lord of the rings!) She whispered into his ear. He galloped through the garden, out of the gates, to the village. Hailstone thumped down on their backs, but they did not stop. Little did they know, Eyes from the castle where watching. Growing angry.

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Dracula watched her. Her hair blew back from the wind, hunched over on the saddle, he transformed and flew from the window. He glided down, and screeched, Anna turned, and saw him, she started to urge the horse to go faster.

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''Please. Go faster. Faster...hurry, don't let him reach us-'' But it was all in vain. He swooped down, and grabbed her by the shoulders. She cried out, but Nightwind never turned back. He kept running. To a field. Dracula carried Anna back, still flying through the air, to the castle. She put up a fight though. By the time they got back, she was tired, but he was furious.

''How dare you. I told you not to. That is it. I will no longer stand for this. I warned you.'' He hissed.

''No. No! You can't! Please...I give up. I won't do it again.'' She broke down with fear. He seized her shoulders,

''Look into my eyes and tell me that.'' He said, deadly in whisper.

She was afraid to meet his eyes, but anything to protect Van Helsing. She lifted her head and looked into his angry eyes, he WAS furious.

''I promise I wont do it again.'' She meant it. She knew Van Helsing could look after himself, but she couldn't let Carl get hurt. Carl was all Van Hesling had, and he was...well...to put it nicely....weak and scared of everything.

''Good!'' He pushed her back. She hit hard into a pillar. He either pushed her too hard, or the pillar was weak, it collapsed on top of her. All she heard was Dracula call out her name in panic as the white crusty marble fell on her.

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Hi! Sorry for the short chapter. My friend helped me write this, well she actualy gave me the idea of the horse. So any way, please enjoy it!

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