Author's Note: Sorry it's taken this long to get Van Helsing in the story.
Madeline woke up the next night and was surprised to find that everyone was ready to depart. So, Madeline jumped up and was about to enter her carriage when Victoria entered the house. "Madeline, I have made sure you have a hot bath ready if you wish to use it."
Madeline smiled sweetly. "Thank you," she replied. "I do believe I shall freshen up."
Victoria adored the young vampire's curly hair and sweet nature. 'Seems almost odd that she is a vampire.' Victoria said. She quickly left the house and ran into Adam, who was standing right outside the house breathing in the crisp night air.
"She's not like me." He said to Victoria in regards to Madeline. "Well, not her vampiric behavior. She feeds from mimicking my ways, which I mimicked from my maker. But, her actions do not betray her as a vampire. She is too sweet natured, and I reach the conclusion that it is because her mother gave up her life so that Madeline could live. That love her mother passed to her changed how she lives, how she thinks. She only wants a love to be rekindled between these two humans, and she does not care what the two monster slayers could do for her. She could use it against the two later on that she was the sole reason that Anna was revived." Adam looked over to Victoria. "Of course, your magic will be a huge role, but you were only enlightened to the job after I accepted Madeline's offer to use my time to bring a woman back from the dead."
Victoria crossed her arms. "I do believe there is some loving quality in your daughter that my coven could even use. We have not felt love towards mortals since they burned witches at the stake or hung them for everyone in town to see. Like you, we seek a profit from wasting our time to help a human. Perhaps if we had Madeline's love for all things, we would not always need a profit to help those in need."
Adam was quiet for a moment. "I do not wish to help this Van Helsing," he admitted. "My love was killed the first time by a Van Helsing. Even though the two Van Helsings are not related, I am still vengeful. Dracula brought my lover back to me, and I will never forget that. Now, Gabriel Van Helsing is the killer of Dracula." Adam glanced over to see the mixed thoughts that shown in Victoria's eyes. "So, I am also only helping this Van Helsing out for a profit, which you know of already."
Van Helsing still could not shake the hollow feeling that resided in his heart. He had been the cause of Anna's death, and he could not forgive himself. It was not his fault that he could not control his actions as a werewolf, but he did not feel that justified anything. Anna was gone because of him, and he had lost all the love that had grown between them in the short time they knew each other. Sleep was no longer something Van Helsing wished for because nightmares haunted his dreams. He would see Anna fighting against a werewolf, and she would be tackled against some random piece of furniture in Dracula's castle. Van Helsing would remember that he had been that werewolf, and he was forced to watch Anna die over and over again in his nightmares. So, Van Helsing sat up each night wishing sleep would never come, but it always did.
Van Helsing would always awake to Carl shaking him, and Van Helsing would grab Carl by the shoulders every time from being woke so suddenly. The very first time it happened, Carl nearly wet himself from shock. But every time after that, and it had been many times, Carl was solid and ready for it. Carl also never failed to ask, "Dreaming about Anna's death?" Van Helsing never had to answer Carl because he knew Carl was only asking because of habit.
Van Helsing was back at the Vatican again, but he was given a chance to rest. It was daylight, and Van Helsing was laying on his bed staring at the ceiling of his quarters thinking about Anna. She had been a beautiful woman, even if she was worn down by the constant battle with the worst evils known to man. She had been Van Helsing's match in every possible way, and both had come to realize that. Van Helsing had even planned to have a life with Anna after Dracula was vanquished, but that plan shattered into thousands of pieces shortly after Dracula's death.
Van Helsing sighed a heavy sigh. "Anna," he whispered, "you had survived werewolf attacks before. Why weren't you able to survive mine?"
Carl burst into Van Helsing's quarters out of breath and sweat drops upon his forehead. "Van Helsing," he panted as he doubled over. Van Helsing sat up on his bed and watched his friend recompose himself. The friar had journeyed with Van Helsing to Transylvania to battle Dracula, his brides, and werewolves. He had grown more on that trip than he ever had in the armory under the Vatican, but he had to face a deep loss that he would have never felt in the armory. He too lost Anna, who had become a very good friend.
Carl found himself able to speak again and told Van Helsing, "I am afraid that the cardinal is sending us back to Transylvania."
Van Helsing could not control the sea of emotions that were crashing. "What," he yelled out of rage.
Carl stared down to the floor and let the moment of rage pass. "I know, but there you will want to go there for this assignment. That is why I rushed over here."
Van Helsing was outraged with his friend. He felt Carl had gone crazy because the last place Van Helsing wanted to go to was Transylvania. Transylvania was where Anna had lived and died. "Carl, even if the Devil was walking around there, I would not step foot near Transylvania ever again."
Carl just stared at him as if he hadn't heard a word Van Helsing had told him. "There's a coven of witches lead by two vampires, and they're disturbing Anna's funeral site."
Van Helsing jumped up off of his bed and stared the blonde friar in the eyes. "They are what?"
"Disturbing Anna's resting place." Carl said noticing the anger in Van Helsing's voice. He knew that anger would inevitably lead them back to Transylvania.
Van Helsing could barely control his thoughts. He had enough of vampires, and he was not going to let them disturb Anna's resting place. That was the last place he saw Anna, and witnessed the vision of her amongst her family in the clouds. "Carl, we head to Transylvania, immediately."
Carl nodded. "I thought that was how it would be."
The friar followed Van Helsing out of the room into the secret room in the Vatican where the cardinal kept all the information for assignments. Van Helsing burst inside, and the Jinette stared at him. "Van Helsing," he addressed.
"Tell me everything about these vampires." Van Helsing demanded.
The cardinal nodded. "Of course."
Jinette's assistants started up the projector, and Van Helsing saw a portrait of a man and an adolescent girl. The two resembled each other, and Van Helsing assumed the girl was the man's daughter, although the man appeared to young to have a daughter that age. "These are our vampires," Jinette said, "This is a portrait they had painted not long ago. Very little is known about these two, but we did find out that Dracula brought the male's lover back from death. A man saved her soul from the vampire she was, and Dracula brought the vampire back. But, the man and his lover had a child together. She was born dead, and the mother sacrificed herself for her daughter to live."
Van Helsing replied. "Hmm, peculiar behavior for vampires."
Jinette ignored the comment as the projector replaced the vampire portrait with one of several women, twelve to be exact. "Our witches?" Van Helsing asked.
"Yes," the cardinal anwered. "They are from America, and we have heard they are very dangerous."
Van Helsing was quiet for a moment, but said, "All right, I see who I am against. But, what are they doing at Anna Valerious's funeral site?"
Jinette held his head low. "We do not know, Van Helsing. I am afraid you must learn that for yourself."
Van Helsing clenched his teeth. "I most certainly will," he replied. "I plan on leaving as soon as I have armed myself."
Van Helsing headed to the armory, and Carl followed without having to be asked. The cardinal called out, "Van Helsing!" Van Helsing turned around, and Jinette told him, "Do not let your personal feelings for Anna cloud what is right. Stop these villains!"
"That's what I planned on doing." Van Helsing replied as he entered the armory with Carl at his side. They needed to gear up for a fight against vampires and witches. So, that meant they needed guns, ammunition, silver stakes, crosses, and garlic. Van Helsing turned to stare at Carl as he asked, "If we are separated, you would kill whatever evil you come across, right?"
Carl nodded furiously. "Yes, Van Helsing. I do not intend to let evil stain Anna's rest."
Van Helsing patted Carl on the back. "Good man," he told Carl.
Madeline woke up the next night and was surprised to find that everyone was ready to depart. So, Madeline jumped up and was about to enter her carriage when Victoria entered the house. "Madeline, I have made sure you have a hot bath ready if you wish to use it."
Madeline smiled sweetly. "Thank you," she replied. "I do believe I shall freshen up."
Victoria adored the young vampire's curly hair and sweet nature. 'Seems almost odd that she is a vampire.' Victoria said. She quickly left the house and ran into Adam, who was standing right outside the house breathing in the crisp night air.
"She's not like me." He said to Victoria in regards to Madeline. "Well, not her vampiric behavior. She feeds from mimicking my ways, which I mimicked from my maker. But, her actions do not betray her as a vampire. She is too sweet natured, and I reach the conclusion that it is because her mother gave up her life so that Madeline could live. That love her mother passed to her changed how she lives, how she thinks. She only wants a love to be rekindled between these two humans, and she does not care what the two monster slayers could do for her. She could use it against the two later on that she was the sole reason that Anna was revived." Adam looked over to Victoria. "Of course, your magic will be a huge role, but you were only enlightened to the job after I accepted Madeline's offer to use my time to bring a woman back from the dead."
Victoria crossed her arms. "I do believe there is some loving quality in your daughter that my coven could even use. We have not felt love towards mortals since they burned witches at the stake or hung them for everyone in town to see. Like you, we seek a profit from wasting our time to help a human. Perhaps if we had Madeline's love for all things, we would not always need a profit to help those in need."
Adam was quiet for a moment. "I do not wish to help this Van Helsing," he admitted. "My love was killed the first time by a Van Helsing. Even though the two Van Helsings are not related, I am still vengeful. Dracula brought my lover back to me, and I will never forget that. Now, Gabriel Van Helsing is the killer of Dracula." Adam glanced over to see the mixed thoughts that shown in Victoria's eyes. "So, I am also only helping this Van Helsing out for a profit, which you know of already."
Van Helsing still could not shake the hollow feeling that resided in his heart. He had been the cause of Anna's death, and he could not forgive himself. It was not his fault that he could not control his actions as a werewolf, but he did not feel that justified anything. Anna was gone because of him, and he had lost all the love that had grown between them in the short time they knew each other. Sleep was no longer something Van Helsing wished for because nightmares haunted his dreams. He would see Anna fighting against a werewolf, and she would be tackled against some random piece of furniture in Dracula's castle. Van Helsing would remember that he had been that werewolf, and he was forced to watch Anna die over and over again in his nightmares. So, Van Helsing sat up each night wishing sleep would never come, but it always did.
Van Helsing would always awake to Carl shaking him, and Van Helsing would grab Carl by the shoulders every time from being woke so suddenly. The very first time it happened, Carl nearly wet himself from shock. But every time after that, and it had been many times, Carl was solid and ready for it. Carl also never failed to ask, "Dreaming about Anna's death?" Van Helsing never had to answer Carl because he knew Carl was only asking because of habit.
Van Helsing was back at the Vatican again, but he was given a chance to rest. It was daylight, and Van Helsing was laying on his bed staring at the ceiling of his quarters thinking about Anna. She had been a beautiful woman, even if she was worn down by the constant battle with the worst evils known to man. She had been Van Helsing's match in every possible way, and both had come to realize that. Van Helsing had even planned to have a life with Anna after Dracula was vanquished, but that plan shattered into thousands of pieces shortly after Dracula's death.
Van Helsing sighed a heavy sigh. "Anna," he whispered, "you had survived werewolf attacks before. Why weren't you able to survive mine?"
Carl burst into Van Helsing's quarters out of breath and sweat drops upon his forehead. "Van Helsing," he panted as he doubled over. Van Helsing sat up on his bed and watched his friend recompose himself. The friar had journeyed with Van Helsing to Transylvania to battle Dracula, his brides, and werewolves. He had grown more on that trip than he ever had in the armory under the Vatican, but he had to face a deep loss that he would have never felt in the armory. He too lost Anna, who had become a very good friend.
Carl found himself able to speak again and told Van Helsing, "I am afraid that the cardinal is sending us back to Transylvania."
Van Helsing could not control the sea of emotions that were crashing. "What," he yelled out of rage.
Carl stared down to the floor and let the moment of rage pass. "I know, but there you will want to go there for this assignment. That is why I rushed over here."
Van Helsing was outraged with his friend. He felt Carl had gone crazy because the last place Van Helsing wanted to go to was Transylvania. Transylvania was where Anna had lived and died. "Carl, even if the Devil was walking around there, I would not step foot near Transylvania ever again."
Carl just stared at him as if he hadn't heard a word Van Helsing had told him. "There's a coven of witches lead by two vampires, and they're disturbing Anna's funeral site."
Van Helsing jumped up off of his bed and stared the blonde friar in the eyes. "They are what?"
"Disturbing Anna's resting place." Carl said noticing the anger in Van Helsing's voice. He knew that anger would inevitably lead them back to Transylvania.
Van Helsing could barely control his thoughts. He had enough of vampires, and he was not going to let them disturb Anna's resting place. That was the last place he saw Anna, and witnessed the vision of her amongst her family in the clouds. "Carl, we head to Transylvania, immediately."
Carl nodded. "I thought that was how it would be."
The friar followed Van Helsing out of the room into the secret room in the Vatican where the cardinal kept all the information for assignments. Van Helsing burst inside, and the Jinette stared at him. "Van Helsing," he addressed.
"Tell me everything about these vampires." Van Helsing demanded.
The cardinal nodded. "Of course."
Jinette's assistants started up the projector, and Van Helsing saw a portrait of a man and an adolescent girl. The two resembled each other, and Van Helsing assumed the girl was the man's daughter, although the man appeared to young to have a daughter that age. "These are our vampires," Jinette said, "This is a portrait they had painted not long ago. Very little is known about these two, but we did find out that Dracula brought the male's lover back from death. A man saved her soul from the vampire she was, and Dracula brought the vampire back. But, the man and his lover had a child together. She was born dead, and the mother sacrificed herself for her daughter to live."
Van Helsing replied. "Hmm, peculiar behavior for vampires."
Jinette ignored the comment as the projector replaced the vampire portrait with one of several women, twelve to be exact. "Our witches?" Van Helsing asked.
"Yes," the cardinal anwered. "They are from America, and we have heard they are very dangerous."
Van Helsing was quiet for a moment, but said, "All right, I see who I am against. But, what are they doing at Anna Valerious's funeral site?"
Jinette held his head low. "We do not know, Van Helsing. I am afraid you must learn that for yourself."
Van Helsing clenched his teeth. "I most certainly will," he replied. "I plan on leaving as soon as I have armed myself."
Van Helsing headed to the armory, and Carl followed without having to be asked. The cardinal called out, "Van Helsing!" Van Helsing turned around, and Jinette told him, "Do not let your personal feelings for Anna cloud what is right. Stop these villains!"
"That's what I planned on doing." Van Helsing replied as he entered the armory with Carl at his side. They needed to gear up for a fight against vampires and witches. So, that meant they needed guns, ammunition, silver stakes, crosses, and garlic. Van Helsing turned to stare at Carl as he asked, "If we are separated, you would kill whatever evil you come across, right?"
Carl nodded furiously. "Yes, Van Helsing. I do not intend to let evil stain Anna's rest."
Van Helsing patted Carl on the back. "Good man," he told Carl.