(A/N: I don't own any Van Helsing movie characters. Sorry things have been moving so fast, at least I think so. I have so many ideas they are all spilling out at once.)

Chapter four

Bell woke in the middle of the night. Something was wrong, she could just feel it. I guess that's what you get for being the daughter of two monster hunters. She pulled on her black robe over the black pajama top and long black skirt she wore (can you tell she likes black?). The robe looked more like her coat since it didn't have a sash. She grabbed a silver stake that Carl had given her. It looked like a stick until you flicked the point out. Bell carefully pushed the point in and put it in the inside pocket of her robe.

She walked through the castle, as silent as could be. She looked in the kitchen and saw nothing. The library was empty. After a while, she was beginning to think the feeling was wrong. She had been searching for half an hour and saw nothing. She shook off the feeling and returned to her room.

That night she had a horrible nightmare.

Everything was cold. The wind blew and the snow was chilling. Bell saw a shadow fall over her. A castle appeared in front of her. It loomed above her and looked isolated and menacing in the silver moon light.

For some reason she knew she had to go in, but she didn't want to nonetheless. She ran in the castle. It was dark with only a few torches to light the way. She took a silver cross out of the coat of her pocket. Somehow she knew she would need.

She stopped dead and closed her eyes. Breathing, she heard breathing from above her. She looked up and saw Dracula.

"Hello my dear, come to retrieve your parents?" he asked smiling.

"What have you done with them Dracula?" she asked with her hazel eyes steady and hard.

With lightning speed, Dracula flipped down from the ceiling and landed an inch in front of her. Bell back up slightly, about a step or two.

"Don't you worry about them, my dear." he said smiling evilly and walking towards her. Bell backed up as he continued to advance. "I once had your father in a situation like this." he said.

"Really, I suppose you don't intend to make the same mistake twice?" Bell said stalling. A plan had formed in her head and all she needed was time.

"No I don't." Dracula said. His eyes flared up with pure hatred. The time tolled midnight and the wolves howled. Dracula turned and Bell bolted toward the stairs. Amazingly, Dracula was already there. Bell skidded to a halt. She tried to turn and run but he grabbed her arms. Bell watched in horror as his canines grew into fangs.

Bell's eyes opened and the dream ended. Her eyes weren't fully open, but halfway. She still only half awake.

"Hello my dear." she heard. Bell bolted upright and into full awareness. She looked all around her dark room but saw nothing, not even in the shadows.

Bell let out a sigh of relief as she dragged her hand over her face. The moon still shown brightly outside her window and the stars twinkled merrily. After a dream like that, she knew she could never get back to sleep. She pulled on her boots, black pants, and black shirt. She threw on her jacket.

She thought she'd go to the library to catch up on the information on vampires. Might as well know their weaknesses if you're going against one. she thought. The halls were dark with few windows to let in the moon's dim light.

Bell heard screams, they were coming from the ballroom. "DAD!" she shouted as she sprinted down the hallway to the ballroom, her coat billowing behind her. She threw open the doors to see her dad taking on a bride and a werewolf. Another bride swooped down. Her hair was short and blond.

"She's a new one." Bell mumbled taking a silver stake out of her coat. She threw it in the air and it hit the werewolf dead in the chest. Van Helsing turned to her.

"Bell, get out of here!" he told her. His voice left no room for negotiation. The blond bride swooped down and knocked her into the wall. Bell landed squarely on all fours. She pulled out her crossbow.

Thrawp!

Something hit Bell in the back of her head knocking her on all fours. The girl shook her head out and stood again.

Thrawp!

Bell was hit a second time. She hit the floor hard as she did her best to fight the blackness trying to claim her. Don't black out!!! You have to help your father!!! a voice in her head said. Bell used all her strength left to stand.

Thrawp!

Bell was flung about three feet across the room. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she blacked out.

The two brides threw Van Helsing into a banister on the second floor of the room. Aleera picked him up and threw him to the floor. Van Helsing hit his head on the floor. His arm was bleeding badly and he was weak as it was. The hit on the head finished it and darkness claimed him.

The brides squealed with delight as they landed on the floor in their human form. Sure, they lost a werewolf, but now they had the pleasure if killing the legendary Van Helsing.

"What should we do with him master?" the blond one asked looking up to see him step from the shadows.

Dracula thought it over. An evil smile crept over his lips as he looked at the unconscious Bell on the floor. She had put up more of a fight than he thought, but in the end, lost.

"Leave him." he replied.

"Leave him?" the blond asked.

"Yes, Valerie, leave him."

"Why?"

"We shall let him suffer the loss of his beloved daughter." he said smiling. The brides cackled and flew away through the broken window.

Dracula bent down to look over the daughter of Gabriel and Anna Van Helsing. It was clear she took her looks from her mother, except she had her father's hair. Dracula took her coat and tossed it away from him. If she was anything like her father, she had countless weapons in it. Dracula didn't want to chance her escaping. Oh yes, he had plans for her. When she was older, maybe he would be able to do something productive with her. For now, her only purpose was to help him in torturing her father. She wouldn't do it willingly of course, or know about it even. He picked her up and flew away into the night.

(A/N: I don't like the way this chapter turned out. It went to fast. Oh well, as usual, NO FLAMES!! Thank you.)