Chapter 16- He is like Van Helsing.
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
I walked out of Castle Dracula no longer a consecrated item, as my master had unconsecrated me. I slightly rubbed my neck, Dracula had been most angry about the escape of that wrenched girl. Sadly me being the one in charge he took his fury out on me. I sighed heavily.
Bloody girl. Bloody beast. Bloody fury. Bloody hair spell.
I was to consumed in my thoughts to notice where I was. A very solid object obstructed my path. I rubbed my nose and growled as I had walked into the face of an ice cliff.
Damn it all!!
I pushed in on the wall and it moved aside. I walked through and down into a long tunnel. I took to all fours and began to run down the lengthy tunnel.
Valerious Manor-
Kyle was sitting in the kitchen, happy that Kate was back.
"Kyle, do you know why Dracula wants you?" Van Helsing said seriously.
"No. I have no idea why such a beast as that would want me." He replied.
Carl had a thoughtful look on his face and was silent through most of the entire thing.
"Tell me, Kyle. Do you remember were you where born? Or most of your life for that matter?" He said with that thoughtful look still on his face.
"No....I don't....Why on earth did you ask that?"
"Oh my god! Just like Helsing!!" Alice exclaimed.
All eyes in the room where on the boy and the monster hunter.
"How much of your life do you remember?" The monster hunter asked, shocked.
"From about age 8 and up...what is so important about it? And what do you mean I'm just like Van Helsing?!" He said even more confused.
This is all quite confusing.
"I have no memory of the past 15 years of my life....I did not know there where others in my particular situation." Van Helsing said almost solemnly.
"And Dracula would want me because I have no memory of the last seven years of my life? That's absurd." Kyle said firmly.
"It might be something in your past that he wants you for. A forgotten ability, a long dead memory of a wrong done against him. A family matter." Carl said off handedly, his last comment made Kyle bristle and grow angry.
"Are you saying that I am related to this beast! Preposterous! I am human through and through!"
"I only meant that your past could contain ANYTHING you could be Dracula's son from when he used to be human and not know it." Carl said meekly.
"You wound me friar Carl. Suggesting that I could be his son! You insult me with such a remark!" Kyle stood up to leave but Van Helsing pushed him down into his seat.
"Just hold on. You could be the key to killing him also. Another fallen angel."
"Another? Fallen angel?! What on earth is that supposed to mean?!" Kyle said exasperated.
"I have a lot to tell you." Van Helsing said taking a seat a crossed from the boy and all ears from that point on were on the monster hunter.
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
Finally after what seemed like half an eternity I took to two feet and walked up to an entrance to the tunnel. Beyond the dark passage lay a tranquil forest clearing. A single tree in the middle. Some of the branches on the tree where broken off. I heaved a great sigh.
Great. That bloody mindless wolf just had to climb up into the tree to retrieve its food! Probably killed it on the spot instead of bringing it to the tunnel. These newer wolves have no respect for their alpha! Cocky little pups.
I grumbled and walked up to the entrance and put my hand on the magical barrier and I was able to slip through. The second I reached the outside air the putrid smell of rotting flesh consumed my nose. Making me gag. I clapped a hand to my mouth and approached the rotting body of a man. I looked down in disgust only to let out a frustrated growl.
Damn it! That was my best wolf! Killed by that monster Van Helsing no doubt.
I took the form of a Cheetah and began to run toward the village and my targets. Kyle Dragon and the beast.
Valerious Manor-
Van Helsing and Kyle sat in the room, the others where still glued to the conversation.
"Do you have any scars that you don't know where they came from?" Carl asked.
"Er...yes." Kyle turned his arms over to revel long scars and he rolled up his sleeves to show short ones that could have came from a knife or a short sword. "I've had these as long as I can remember."
"What about dreams? Any thing unexplained." Van Helsing said.
"Just the same dream." Kyle said.
"About what?" Van Helsing prodded.
Kyle sighed.
"Angels and demons."
"Doing what?"
"Fighting, what else would they be doing?! Breaking bread."
Van Helsing sat back in his chair.
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
In what seemed like no time at all I arrived at the thresh hold between the village and the forest. I took the form of a traveler. A black cloak hid a few throwing stars. My hood hid my yellow eyes. I began to walk through the tiny village. As I did so the villagers seemed to close in around me and become slightly hostile. A man in a black top hat with scraggily white hair stepped in front of me.
"Move." I said gruffly.
"What name should I put on your coffin, stranger?" He said as if he had not heard me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Are you trying to say that you are capable of killing me?" I replied, I almost laughed.
"Lower you hood." He said.
"Go to hell." I replied and went to walk on when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"That was not very nice." I heard that annoying man say.
"Let go."
"I don't think I will."
I whirled around and grabbed his wrist and twisted until I heard a satisfying snap. I then picked him up by his shirt and threw him out in front of me with great force, knocking the villagers blocking my way down. I moved on.
Van Helsing's P.O.V-
Is it possible that Kyle is another fallen angel? I am not the only one. I have someone who understands. Understands what it is like to have no memory, to have dreams that have no answers...only questions. But last time I fought Dracula he did not mention this boy. Could I have a brother? A son? A family? I possible have any family...
Kyle's P.O.V-
This is madness! Or is it? A fallen angel...it would explain my dreams and my lack of memory for the past seven years...good god how old could I be?!
I shake my head.
This man, Dracula. He alone knew Van Helsing's past. He could know mine as well...but Van he be a brother...an uncle or...m-my...father. God. For all I know Friar Carl is right...I could be that vial vampire's son...Ugh! I can't believe I just said that! I have to talk to Van Helsing.
Van Helsing's P.O.V-
I opened my eyes when I heard someone knocking on my room door.
"Come in."
Kyle stepped into my room and stood silently at the door, he looked a bit green.
"Are you ok?" I asked
"Yes Mr. Van Helsing...I was just thinking..." Kyle said.
"You and me both." I looked at him, he really did look upset. "You can sit down if you want."
Kyle sat down.
"If its not to much to ask...what where you thinking about?"
"That if you where another fallen angel...I wouldn't be the only one....the fact that I could have a family....a son....or a brother."
"Great minds think alike. You could very well be my father...or my uncle."
"I know."
"Nice to know we're not completely alone in the world..."
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
I walked out of Castle Dracula no longer a consecrated item, as my master had unconsecrated me. I slightly rubbed my neck, Dracula had been most angry about the escape of that wrenched girl. Sadly me being the one in charge he took his fury out on me. I sighed heavily.
Bloody girl. Bloody beast. Bloody fury. Bloody hair spell.
I was to consumed in my thoughts to notice where I was. A very solid object obstructed my path. I rubbed my nose and growled as I had walked into the face of an ice cliff.
Damn it all!!
I pushed in on the wall and it moved aside. I walked through and down into a long tunnel. I took to all fours and began to run down the lengthy tunnel.
Valerious Manor-
Kyle was sitting in the kitchen, happy that Kate was back.
"Kyle, do you know why Dracula wants you?" Van Helsing said seriously.
"No. I have no idea why such a beast as that would want me." He replied.
Carl had a thoughtful look on his face and was silent through most of the entire thing.
"Tell me, Kyle. Do you remember were you where born? Or most of your life for that matter?" He said with that thoughtful look still on his face.
"No....I don't....Why on earth did you ask that?"
"Oh my god! Just like Helsing!!" Alice exclaimed.
All eyes in the room where on the boy and the monster hunter.
"How much of your life do you remember?" The monster hunter asked, shocked.
"From about age 8 and up...what is so important about it? And what do you mean I'm just like Van Helsing?!" He said even more confused.
This is all quite confusing.
"I have no memory of the past 15 years of my life....I did not know there where others in my particular situation." Van Helsing said almost solemnly.
"And Dracula would want me because I have no memory of the last seven years of my life? That's absurd." Kyle said firmly.
"It might be something in your past that he wants you for. A forgotten ability, a long dead memory of a wrong done against him. A family matter." Carl said off handedly, his last comment made Kyle bristle and grow angry.
"Are you saying that I am related to this beast! Preposterous! I am human through and through!"
"I only meant that your past could contain ANYTHING you could be Dracula's son from when he used to be human and not know it." Carl said meekly.
"You wound me friar Carl. Suggesting that I could be his son! You insult me with such a remark!" Kyle stood up to leave but Van Helsing pushed him down into his seat.
"Just hold on. You could be the key to killing him also. Another fallen angel."
"Another? Fallen angel?! What on earth is that supposed to mean?!" Kyle said exasperated.
"I have a lot to tell you." Van Helsing said taking a seat a crossed from the boy and all ears from that point on were on the monster hunter.
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
Finally after what seemed like half an eternity I took to two feet and walked up to an entrance to the tunnel. Beyond the dark passage lay a tranquil forest clearing. A single tree in the middle. Some of the branches on the tree where broken off. I heaved a great sigh.
Great. That bloody mindless wolf just had to climb up into the tree to retrieve its food! Probably killed it on the spot instead of bringing it to the tunnel. These newer wolves have no respect for their alpha! Cocky little pups.
I grumbled and walked up to the entrance and put my hand on the magical barrier and I was able to slip through. The second I reached the outside air the putrid smell of rotting flesh consumed my nose. Making me gag. I clapped a hand to my mouth and approached the rotting body of a man. I looked down in disgust only to let out a frustrated growl.
Damn it! That was my best wolf! Killed by that monster Van Helsing no doubt.
I took the form of a Cheetah and began to run toward the village and my targets. Kyle Dragon and the beast.
Valerious Manor-
Van Helsing and Kyle sat in the room, the others where still glued to the conversation.
"Do you have any scars that you don't know where they came from?" Carl asked.
"Er...yes." Kyle turned his arms over to revel long scars and he rolled up his sleeves to show short ones that could have came from a knife or a short sword. "I've had these as long as I can remember."
"What about dreams? Any thing unexplained." Van Helsing said.
"Just the same dream." Kyle said.
"About what?" Van Helsing prodded.
Kyle sighed.
"Angels and demons."
"Doing what?"
"Fighting, what else would they be doing?! Breaking bread."
Van Helsing sat back in his chair.
Arsitoph's P.O.V-
In what seemed like no time at all I arrived at the thresh hold between the village and the forest. I took the form of a traveler. A black cloak hid a few throwing stars. My hood hid my yellow eyes. I began to walk through the tiny village. As I did so the villagers seemed to close in around me and become slightly hostile. A man in a black top hat with scraggily white hair stepped in front of me.
"Move." I said gruffly.
"What name should I put on your coffin, stranger?" He said as if he had not heard me.
I rolled my eyes.
"Are you trying to say that you are capable of killing me?" I replied, I almost laughed.
"Lower you hood." He said.
"Go to hell." I replied and went to walk on when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"That was not very nice." I heard that annoying man say.
"Let go."
"I don't think I will."
I whirled around and grabbed his wrist and twisted until I heard a satisfying snap. I then picked him up by his shirt and threw him out in front of me with great force, knocking the villagers blocking my way down. I moved on.
Van Helsing's P.O.V-
Is it possible that Kyle is another fallen angel? I am not the only one. I have someone who understands. Understands what it is like to have no memory, to have dreams that have no answers...only questions. But last time I fought Dracula he did not mention this boy. Could I have a brother? A son? A family? I possible have any family...
Kyle's P.O.V-
This is madness! Or is it? A fallen angel...it would explain my dreams and my lack of memory for the past seven years...good god how old could I be?!
I shake my head.
This man, Dracula. He alone knew Van Helsing's past. He could know mine as well...but Van he be a brother...an uncle or...m-my...father. God. For all I know Friar Carl is right...I could be that vial vampire's son...Ugh! I can't believe I just said that! I have to talk to Van Helsing.
Van Helsing's P.O.V-
I opened my eyes when I heard someone knocking on my room door.
"Come in."
Kyle stepped into my room and stood silently at the door, he looked a bit green.
"Are you ok?" I asked
"Yes Mr. Van Helsing...I was just thinking..." Kyle said.
"You and me both." I looked at him, he really did look upset. "You can sit down if you want."
Kyle sat down.
"If its not to much to ask...what where you thinking about?"
"That if you where another fallen angel...I wouldn't be the only one....the fact that I could have a family....a son....or a brother."
"Great minds think alike. You could very well be my father...or my uncle."
"I know."
"Nice to know we're not completely alone in the world..."