The Road to Redemption . Written by Danitha!
Lady of the North - Again, thanks for the review, yes, the woman is a complete nutter! lol ;)
Van Helsing sat, in his damp, cold cell. The cold, brittle air, whisked in through the cell window and the whole stone room was like ice. Indeed, some of the moss that had sneaked its way into the crooks in the wall, now had ice forming on top of them. Van Helsing couldn't help but shudder. He pulled his dark clothes around him tighter and pulled his hat over his head. He kept himself thinking. Maybe to stop himself thinking about the cold. He thought about the things the Deman Woman had said. Martha and Clarice. He must have been mistaken. Then his thoughts wondered over to Adrina. He'd completely forgotten about the blonde girl. Was she Ok? He found himself tightening the jacket. He winced. He couldn't forget about the gash on his arm. Adrina lifted her heavy head up off the snow. He blonde hair covered her face. "Van Helsing!" she shouted ... to no one. He was gone. She pushed herself up of the ground. "Damn that man!"
She brushed herself down and picked up her sword that had flown six feet away from her when the beast hit her. To her suprise she wasn't indured, cold, but perfectly fine. 'Why didn't it kill me? A blow like that would have ripped my head of so why am I fine?' She thought. As she picked up the sword, she noticed footprint ... human footprints. Van Helsing wore shoes, shoe why could she see human toes? As she followed the footprints, she noticed Van Helsing's crossbow. She rushed over to pick it up. That proved it, Van Helsing had been taken, dead or alive, she didn't know. Without another moments thought she ran back to her father's castle.
Van Helsing opened his eyes from resting. He couldn't help, it his teeth chattered. He looked at the stone wall that he'd been starring at for the past four hours.
"Hello Gabrial,"
It was Martha. Her, wild, cold steel eyes raced across his face. His teeth still chattered, however hard he tried to prevent it. She placed a white feminine hand down his face and curled his hair around her fingers. She seemed fasinated and intrigued with him. He didn't speak. She placed her hand against his face. "You are cold Van Helsing, much cold, you need a bed and a warm fire. We can give it to you if you wish!" Van Helsing put it down to the cold that made him act without thinking and he found himself slightly nodding and closing his eyes in relief. "Ha! He plays into a woman's tiny hands! We shall give you a bed Van Helsing! But you must help us first! Answer us our questions and what you desire shall be yours!"
"I d-desire t-t-to be g-gone from h-here," Van Helsing chattered through his teeth.
"NO!" She screamed running away from him into a corner. He was taken aback by the shrill, almost wild call and watched in amazement as Martha clutched her head and ripped at her hair. "I want to ask him! No! NO! NO!" As before she spun around reveling a beautiful Clarice, this time dressed in black, all black. The only colour showing was her lush, red lips. She slowly walked up to Van Helsing and as Martha was knelt in front of him, so did Clarice though she stood, straight with knoledge and wisdom. "Van Helsing, I apologise. Martha must be restrained at times, but to place a jacket upon her like they do with other inasane cases, would mean to restrain myself and The Beast, and that simply would not do," Van Helsing didn't answer. He could now feel the cold rush through his body like pulses of pain. "You are weak Van Helsing and are trembeling from mother nature's forces," He starred at her, but found he couldn't speak. He wasn't about to be deprived from his pride to a demon. "You are freezing and shall be taken to a warmer place my dear. My babies require warm, strong blood and you are neither at this moment. Come!" She clicked her fingers and the chain attatched to the wall, ripped itself from her hinges and into her boney hand. Van Helsing stood up, his chained hand out stretched toward Clarice. They walked out of the door. He knew that the time now would be to escape but something other than the cold set his mind only to warmth and comfort. He was almost asleep as he walked and his eyelids felt heavy and he struggled to keep awake. "This way my dear, to bed."
Adrina approached her father's castle doors and knocked three times. She was greated by a servent doorman who let her in quickly.
"Poor miss!" he said wrapping his cloak around her cold, frail body. She rejected it and apologised but she had no time to rest.
"Where is my father Pattersons?" She strongly requested.
"In the study. He has been in there for three hours studying Bavarian maps miss," He bowed.
"Thank you Pattersons, return to your door," Pattersons bowed again and did as requested. Adrina ran over to her father's study and barged through the door without knocking. She alerted her father who looked up sternly.
"Adrina! Have I not brought you up without manners my daughter?" He asked crossly.
"Father!" She said leaning on his desks. The room was warm and was lit by and open fire and a small oil map providing Abdul with enough light to see his Baverian maps. "This is going too far! You should have just let me capture the Beast three weeks ago and let us get away with it then!"
Abdul stood up fiercely. Adrina, drew back. The tall, blonde, well built man's face darkened. "Adrina, I have told you the requirements of this mission several times now and still you don't seem to understand me. We can not kill the Beast yet! I am old and can not do it and you are too young and presious to me!"
"But why Gabriel!" She smashed her fist against the wooden desk in anger and frustration and starred at her father with anxiety. Her father's heart melted toward his daughter and he starred, deeply into her brown eyes.
He took her smooth face in his hands and smiled at his beautiful daughter. "Adrina. Everyday you look more and more like your mother. You have her eyes," He stroked her blonde locks. She shook away from him.
"Father! Answer me!" She demanded.
Abdul became cross and anger replaced his kind hearted expression "Adrina! Van Helsing, is nothing more than a murderer and has become costly in lives and price! His life is nothing but sin and he pays for it everyday! He killed innocent people Adrina! You are not safe with a man like him! He killed a young girl last year in Transylvania just your age! His life will not be missed and it will provide for my Beasts children!"