Disclaimer: Still don't own Van Helsing™. Dammit.
Author's Notes: Normally, I take this time to say thank you for the reviews, and I do thank you all for reading and reviewing, but there were a couple of reviews I thought needed answering.
One reviewer suggested I put spaces between my paragraphs. She had only read chapter 1, and had not yet read chapter 2, which was already up by then. This is in no way a show of anger towards the reviewer, this is just a clarification. I type all my chapters the same way on Microsoft Word™. I only press the enter key ONCE between paragraphs, and then save the document as a .html file. Usually when it gets uploaded on to FFN, the paragraph spacings widen on their own. I think it's an automatic thing with FFN. I didn't know that that would not be the case with chapter 1 of this fic. So there. I apologize to anyone who had difficulty reading chapter 1.
Another reviewer-God love her-suggested I add more characters. I will. Soon. One principal character actually makes her appearance in Chapter 5, but she's mentioned here. The action actually starts in Chapter 5 as well, so hold on to your knickers just a little while longer.
The very first reviewer asked me where I got the title Mobilicorpus, asking, "Isn't that a Harry Potter™ spell?" (or something to that effect). Yes, it is a spell found in one or two of the Harry Potter™ books. It's effect is to move an unconscious person as if on a stretcher suspended in mid-air. Basically, the spell means "Move body." I thought it was an appropriate title.
Thank you again to all who reviewed! As you can see, I do take time to read the reviews, because there's no reward better for an author than to see that his/her work is appreciated. I hope you all like this chapter as well, and I do also hope that you review. Enjoy!
MOBILICORPUSA Friar Carl fanfic
By Lady Tavington/Marciana
Rated PG-13
Chapter 4
ENJOY
The sun was already rather high up in the sky by the time Carl awoke. He found his companion already gone, no doubt out on the search for the Sophone character. While he preferred being left to his own devices most of the time, Carl did not particularly like the solitude that particular morning. There was little for him to do without Van Helsing barking orders at him and asking him questions. He supposed he could start looking for a way to reverse the potion's effects. Lord knew he just wanted to be his own self again. First, however, he had to deal with the problem that was Van Helsing's unruly morning hair.
Carl had a comb with him in his bag somewhere, something he threw in out of habit, but of course it wasn't enough for Van Helsing's long black hair, which snaked in front of his face and stood up in edges and ways that Carl knew definitely defied the scientific laws of gravity. Looking around, he spotted a basin of water in one corner of the room. He proceeded to dunk his head in, recoiling almost immediately as the ice-cold water hit him like a punch on the nose. He threw his head back, his wet hair flying backwards away from his face, and smoothed his hair down with his hands. Feeling more refreshed and now able to see, he threw on one of Van Helsing's black shirts and took his journal from the table by the bed.
He was absolutely miffed to find he hadn't even calculated the odds of the success of the potion, much less created an antidote. But he knew now a few things about the potion that proved helpful anyway; the drinkers of the potion ended up getting their bodies switched, the potion took a week at most to mature and as of that moment, there was no antidote. Carl thought back to his conclusions. He and Van Helsing had both taken the potion, though the latter hadn't been exactly aware of it until the full effects had taken place. Now they were in each other's bodies. Would it not follow that if they took the potion again, they would be switched back?
It was a foolhardy idea, one Carl wasn't sure would work. It has to work, he thought to himself, it WILL work. I refuse to believe otherwise. He was prepared to try it. He just hoped he had the necessary equipment and ingredients to make the potion again.
It was then that Van Helsing came ripping into the room, and Carl found he was wearing just one of Carl's cleanest shirts and trousers. In his hand were his Tojo blades. "You. Me. Downtown. NOW," he said simply but urgently, grabbing the sack of weapons they'd brought with them before disappearing into the corridor. Carl hurried after him, grabbing Van Helsing's black cloak and hat on the way out.
"What's going on?" Carl asked Van Helsing when he caught up with him outside the inn. "We're not the only ones looking for Sophone, I think," Van Helsing answered as Carl pulled on the cloak and hat, "I just got reports of some…thing being sighted in the forest just outside the city. I can't quite make out what it is, but I'm sure that's what's been killing the Liberi Nox. Question is why? How? And what is it?" "So we're going into the forest," Carl replied. "On horses," Van Helsing nodded as they entered the stables. He heard Carl swear under his breath. "Don't complain, you," the monster hunter remarked as he got on his horse, "You were right about Sophone being a woman, you know." "HA! Told you so!" Carl replied triumphantly as he mounted his horse, "Wait, how did you know?" But Van Helsing heard neither the boast of triumph nor the ignorant question for he was already speeding away. "Typical," Carl muttered. He spurred his horse on and within seconds had caught up with Van Helsing. Together they sped towards the forest.
END CHAPTER 4
Author's Notes: As I said earlier, new characters will be introduced in the next chapter. I hope you liked this one, rather boring as it sounded. Review! Thanks!