Chapter Sixteen

Dracula leant down and pulled open the cellar doors. This time he had an advantage over Van Helsing, firstly he could see in the dark and secondly he was able to move from one position to another in the blink of an eye. He slowly moved down the stairs, not making a single noise.

Eventually he came to the bottom of the stairs; he removed his cape and dropped it on the floor beside him. He moved in closer to the centre of the cellar, he began to hear voices. Soon Poison came into his view; she was chained to the wall like she had been last time. Van Helsing moved into view and Dracula moved in closer to him. He stayed in the shadows trying to decide the best moment to attack. Van Helsing began to back away from Poison and towards the shadows.

Dracula grabbed Van Helsing's throat and moved towards where Poison was chained. Poison let out a sigh of relief when she saw Dracula holding Van Helsing.

"You thought you could do this to us again. You will rot in Hell Gabriel," with that Dracula flung Van Helsing against a wall that was hidden by the shadows. A horrible thud was heard as Van Helsing's body dropped against the ground.

Dracula pulled the chains that were holding Poison against the wall, off of Poison's wrists. Poison flung herself at Dracula, wrapping her arms around his neck tears streaming down her face.

"I didn't think you would come here. I didn't think you would remember. I remember everything now. I remember what my father did to us."

"Shhh. Poison. I could never forget you. No matter how much your father messed with my memory."

"I know. I know what he did to us. He didn't want us to be together but even in Hell we found each other. So he sent you back to earth, hollow and emotionless as a punishment. And in your death I was to be sent to earth, unable to have children and to live a life of pain. This was to continue for the rest of eternity. One in Hell and one on earth. So we would never be together."

"It's all right. We beat him. We're together now, he lost. The Devil has failed."

Poison stopped crying and held onto Dracula even tighter than before. Dracula closed his eyes and rested his chin on Poison's shoulder.

Suddenly Poison's grip loosened and her body became stiff. Dracula released his grip on Poison and moved away from her. Her face showed a cross between pain and shock. Dracula moved his eyes down and noticed a silver stake sticking out of her chest; Van Helsing was holding the other end.

"I will always love you," were the last words that escaped Poison's lips before she became a pile of dust on the floor. A small clanking noise was heard as Poison's wedding ring landed beside the pile of Dust.

Dracula stared at wounded Van Helsing whom had crumpled on the floor. Van Helsing had numerous cuts and bruises all over his face. An utter anger raged through Dracula.

"You have taken everything from me for the last time Gabriel. You have murdered in cold blood, and yet I was the one who was sent to Hell."

Dracula lifted Van Helsing by his neck holding his body high above his own.

"Now I shall get my revenge."

Dracula pulled Van Helsing towards him, releasing his fangs; he dug deep into Van Helsing's throat, the warm blood entering his mouth as he swallowed the sweet taste of revenge. He drained Van Helsing dry, flinging his dead body out of the way. He dropped to his knees beside the pile of dust that was once Poison. He picked up her wedding ring and noticed engravings inside it. 'Vladislaus Poison' was engraved inside the ring. Dracula realised that Poison had been wearing the wedding ring he gave her all along.

A horrible feeling of grief filled his entire body. He felt like someone had taken hold of his heart and was tearing it to pieces. Tears began to stream down his face as he began to wail, as the pain of loosing Poison again became too unbearable.

Dracula could finally feel emotions although this was an emotion he would have gladly given up.