A/N: I don't own any Van Helsing movie characters. Sorry, I forgot to add it last time.)
Chapter two
Vana found Molly unhurt. "Are you okay?" Molly asked her.
"Yeah, I'm just surprised I lived." Vana replied. "C'mon, let's get out of here." she said and the girls got off and walked down the empty alleyways. There they saw a woman with long red hair.
"Hello Van Helsing." she said. Vana stood there for a second.
"Van who?" she asked.
"Don't you know?" the woman asked.
"No I don't. If you don't mind, my friend and I would like to go home." Vana said.
"Oh but I do mind. You are still a Van Helsing." she said.
"No she's not. She's a Johnson." Molly piped up.
"I might be a Van Helsing." Vana said.
"What?"
"Molly, I'm adopted." Vana said.
"You know how I know you're a Van Helsing? The ring on your finger." the woman said. Vana glanced at her ring and then into the woman's eyes. DANGER!!!! her mind shouted.
"Molly," Vana started backing up. "What?" she replied. "run." Vana said.
With that the two bolted down the street. "Molly, get out of here, now." Vana said.
"I'm not going to leave you." Molly said with concern in her eyes.
"Yes you are. I think these things have been after me. Just get out of here." Vana said and turned the corner. She heard…flapping? She hit a dead end and turned to run back only to see the red haired woman.
"Where do you think you're going?" she asked.
"Oh shoot." Vana whispered. She heard a motorcycle and soon it appeared. The person riding it pulled out a gun and the woman turned into a white bat.
"A vampire?!" Vana whispered eyes wide. The vampire took the moment to knock her back into the wall. Pain surged through Vana. She hit the ground hard. She shook her head out and the vampire lifted her into the air. She heard shots fired and the vampire dropped her. She hit the ground hard once again. The vampire dodged the shots and picked her up once again (repetitive isn't it?).
The vampire ran her sharp finger nails along her cheek and her arm cutting into her skin. Vana gritted her teeth to keep from screaming. How much more can a fourteen year old take? Vana was willing to find out. A shot whizzed past her head and struck the vampire in the foot. Vana fell to the ground but someone caught her. It was the man who was on the motorcycle. His eyes were dark like his hair and black clothes.
The vampire flew off shouting "You Van Helsings will pay!"
The man set her on her feet. "There you are. How badly hurt are you?" he asked.
"Nothing's broken." she said.
"Now, let's have a look." he said and took off her coat. He looked her over. "Nothing to bad. Just a few bruises and scratches. You weren't bitten either. You were lucky for tonight." he said.
"That's the second time tonight." Vana mumbled.
"What do you mean by that?" he asked. "Before that happened, I was attacked by a werewolf." Vana said.
She seemed to perk his interest. "You don't say." he said.
"I know, I know, you probably think I'm crazy." Vana said putting her jacket on.
"No I don't. I hunt things like that for a living." he said.
"Really? Now that's a coincidence, you running into me and all." she said brushing her hair away from her face. He saw her ring.
"Where did you get that?" he asked.
"I've had it since birth. At least, that's what the orphanage said." Vana replied.
"I used to have a ring like that. I gave it too…." he trailed off.
"Who are you any way?" Vana asked.
"Gabriel Van Helsing."
"Vana."
"I'll give you a ride home. Where do you live?" he asked handing her a helmet.
"Vana?" she heard a voice.
"Molly, I'm over here." Vana said running to the edge of the alley way. Molly ran up to her.
"You're alive." Molly said.
"Hard to believe isn't it? You better get home. I'll be fine. If anything weird happens, call me and I'll be right over." Vana said.
Molly nodded and left her with Van Helsing.
He walked up behind her. "You're friend?" he asked. She nodded. "Now, where do you live?" he asked.
"Two blocks away from Broadway, on Elm street." she said as they walked over to the bike.
"Which apartment complex?" he asked.
"Winterset." she replied putting on the helmet.
He put his on and got on the bike. Vana did the same and wrapped her arms around his waist. It felt a bit awkward, but it was better than falling off. Soon they were to her house.
"Thank you." she said and took off her helmet. She handed it to him and ran inside. He waited. If Van Helsing knew the vampires like he thought he did, Vana would be running back out shortly.
Vana entered the stairway that lead to her second floor apartment. She saw the door was open. She ran up and crept in the apartment silently.
"Mom?" she asked quietly. She tried to turn on the lights but they were out. She looked over and saw the kitchen window open. There was her mom, lying on the kitchen floor, dead.
"Mom." she cried and rushed over. There was no doubt she was dead. The only clue was the two small holes in her neck. She heard her baby sister cry from the other room.
"Megan." she whispered. She slowly made her way to her baby step-sister's room. Voices filtered through the door.
"Isn't she cute?" one said.
"Good enough to eat, Verona." the second replied.
"Hand her to me."
Vana took her chance and flung the door open. She grabbed Megan from the woman's grasp and stepped back into the doorway. They turned. They were dressed in the same manner as the red haired woman. One had black hair and the other blonde. Vana didn't wait any longer and bolted from the apartment. She slid down the railing with her baby sister clutched tightly to her chest. When she got outside, she saw Van Helsing waiting for her.
"What is it?" he asked.
"There are two women in my house. My mom is dead." she said looking over her shoulder to see if they were following her.
"Get on, I'll take you to my place." he said putting on his helmet and handing one to Vana. The girl put it on and got on the bike. She used one hand to hold onto Van Helsing and the other to hold Megan. They sped off into the night. Vana looked back at her home, not knowing she would never see it again.
