I have finally updated. Don't worry...be happy!!!

It was an hour after the Gargoyle had taken Carl. (Bet you didn't expect it to be a Gargoyle) Van Helsing was pacing back and forth across the room, the broken glass crunching under his feet. Angel and Spike were sitting on the desk, following him with their eyes.

"I can't believe this." said Van Helsing.

"What, that you're wearing a hole in the carpet?" said Spike, earning himself a sharp elbow in the side from Angel.

Van glared at him.

"No, that Carl was just kidnapped."

"Oh...right."

Spike went over to the window and looked out. Nobody in the city seemed to have noticed the giant, winged creature of the night.

"Well...what do we do now?" asked Angel.

"Easy...we find Carl."

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Meanwhile, the Gargoyle had flown quite a good distance with a struggling Carl in tow. (Imagine how tiring that must be) Finally, is dropped the Friar on the roof of an old church and took off. Naturally, Carl was scared out of his mind.

"Oh Crap."

Carl looked down over the edge of the roof and swore loudly, obviously forgetting that he was on top of a church. But then again, he did this a lot...so it didn't matter.

"Dammit!" he yelled. "Dammit, dammit, dammit!"

Once Carl was done swearing to his hearts content, he decided to make his way off the roof. He opened a trapdoor and made his was slowly down the stairs...very slowly.

Soon he was in the hall. Just by looking around you'd never know it's a church. Quickly he ran down the hall...and skidded to a stop as the sound of voices came steadily closer. Ducking behind a marble statue of some Saint, Carl watched as two men, who looked perfectly normal walked past. He was about to call out to them when the words 'can't wait until the full moon tomorrow' reached his ears. Shoving a fist into his mouth to keep from screaming, Carl waited until the werewolves had turned the corner before dashing out from behind the stature. Of course, no sooner had he gone 2ft from the statue did he run right into Dracula.

"Uh-oh"

Dracula smiled. Carl gulped and took a step back, only to bump into one of the two werewolves. Looking around, Carl found that he was surrounded by at least 20 monsters; vampires, werewolves, ghouls, ghosts, goblins, trolls, and even something that kinda resembled the Blob. Carl groaned inwardly.

"Damn...caught again."

And that was the last coherent though he made, before he was knocked unconscious

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"Why," complained Spike. "Of all the bloody places we can go, it has to be a church."

Van Helsing looked at Angel who rolled his eyes.

"What? There are dangerous things in a church."

Van Helsing gave Angel another look.

"There are crosses in a church."

"Oh."

They got back in Angel's car and drove off.

"I don't see what the big deal is." said Spike after a while. "Nothing's going to happen."

"Carl will crack before you can say Frankenstein." said Van.

"He'll go mental?"

"No. He'll tell Dracula anything worth telling."

Angel and Spike looked at each other.

"That's pretty much everything."

Everyone fell silent. Angel sped up. They had to find Carl before something bad happened.

"Why are we searching churches again?" asked Spike.

"Because for some reason, Dracula likes them."

Spike stared at Van Helsing.

"And he's a vampire?"

"Yup...for some reason crosses don't have an effect on him."

Spike continued to stare at Van, as though he didn't believe him. Suddenly, Angel spoke from the driver's seat.

"We've gone to every church in LA except for one...but nobody's been in there for years."

Van Helsing turned towards Angel.

"Well then, let's go."

They drove off towards the church. Each hoping Carl was there...and still alive.

And that's the end of the chapter. Is this a cliffy? Hehe...I hope not.

To my Reviewers:

Artimes1860- Well, I don't want to go to camp...it's more like school. We get (shudder) tests...and (shudder) HOMEWORK...AAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Verona Dracula- But I like to hurt Carl too. You're not the only one who has an obsession with our Favorite Friar.

Fanfiction fanatic- Well...I like receiving luck. So keep giving it. And I'm glad you like it.

Bex- Spike calls Angel a Bloody great poof? Hahahahahahahahaha...that is one hell of a nickname. And you live in Scotland? That is so cool. I was wondering if you've ever seen Billy Boyd over there...and if you haven't...stalk him for me.

I am so happy. The movie 'King Arthur' came out and I am so there. Mainly because of the gratuitous violence...YAY VIOLENCE!!! And I saw Spiderman 2. They could have done something about the ending (Which they left open so there's bound to be a third)...but other then that it was good. I spent 4 hours in the theatre...2 hours waiting and 2 hours watching...a very productive Monday. Anyways...see ya soon folks.