(A/N: I don't own any Van Helsing movie characters….well, not yet any way.)

Chapter Four

"Your birth mother!" Van Helsing cried.

"Yes, my birth mother, but from what you are telling me that is impossible." Vana said rubbing her temples. That headache had arrived.

"Just like the prophecy." Michael mumbled.

"The what?" Vana asked annoyed.

"The prophecy. It said a child will be sent back to vanquish evil and stay with it's father. " Michael said.

"When you say 'sent back' I assume you mean from heaven." Vana asked. Michael nodded. "Great, now who is my father?" she asked herself aloud.

Vana sighed and ran her hand through her hair. Michael looked strangely at her ring. "What?" she asked.

"Your ring, I've seen that somewhere before. Not the ring, the symbol." the red head said. Then it occurred to him. "It's the symbol on the tapestry! It's on the piece that let's you enter Dracula's castle." he said.

"You still have that?" Van Helsing asked. This just proved his theory that everyone in the Order are pack rats.

"Now you're telling me my father is Dracula?! But that's impossible…isn't it?" she asked looking at Van Helsing.

"But Dracula doesn't have the ring any more." Michael said.

"Obviously." Vana said rolling her eyes. How stupid could this guy be? she thought.

"No, the left hand of God had it. He took it after her murdered Dracula about five or six hundred years ago." Michael said counting out the years on his fingers.

Something flashed in Vana's mind.

(Flashback)

"You know how I know you're a Van Helsing? By your ring."

(End flashback)

She turned to Van Helsing. "You had it didn't you? The vampire that attacked me said she knew me because of the ring and said I was a Van Helsing. You're the left hand of God, aren't you?" Vana said.

Van Helsing could do nothing but nod. She figured it out so quickly. Only he figured it out the day before when Aleera hinted it off to him.

"That means……"Vana looked at him. It couldn't be, living for fourteen years believing she had no living family and the truth living less than ten miles away. She couldn't say it.

"Didn't you know?" she asked.

"I didn't. Aleera hinted at it the other night but I thought it was impossible." Van Helsing said.

"Aleera?"

"The red headed vampire. The blond is Marishka and the other is Verona."

"Something tells me you have a history with theses people." Vana mumbled. "But that settles it, I'm going with you." she said.

"No you are not." Van Helsing said sounding like a father.

"If I stay here the vampires will get me. I can't fight them, and do well. It's not safe here for me, or Megan, or Molly." Vana argued making an excellent point. Vana knew Molly always thought she would become a lawyer because she was so good at arguing. Vana was starting to think her friend was right.

Van Helsing looked over at Michael. "She has a point." the boy said. Van Helsing sighed. He had only been a father for less than ten minuets and he and his daughter were already in a fight. He knew he would never win this argument.

"Alright, you can come with me. So can your friend and your sister." he said.

Vana smiled. It was then that she reminded Van Helsing of her mother. Her eyes glittered in the same way. A shadow fell over them and her smile vanished. They looked up and saw two bat like forms.

"Oh, no. Megan." Vana said and almost bolted off.

"Vana!" she heard a voice from above her and stopped. She looked up to see Marishka and Verona on top of the building with Molly in their clutches.

"Molly!" Vana shouted up to her only friend. Vana started to run to her but Gabriel held her back.

"Wait." he told her.

"For how long? I'm going to stand here and watch them kill her." Vana argued.

"This is where I come in." he said and disappeared into the building.

Vana looked up at her friend. She was going against all her better instinct by not going up and saving her. She saw a black figure which she guessed was Gabriel. There was a whooshing noise and one screamed. Molly fell and screamed. Vana was knocked to the ground as Molly fell on top of her.

"Molly, I'm glad you're alright but could you please get off me."

"Sorry." her friend said getting off her. Molly helped up her friend. "So you know what's going on?" Molly asked.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." was her reply. The remaining vampire, Verona, flew away wailing as Van Helsing climbed down off the roof. To Vana's surprise, he returned with a small bundle in his arms. It was Megan, still sound asleep.

"She can sleep through anything." Vana said taking her from her father.

"We have to leave New York. It's not safe anymore." Gabriel said.

"Vana, who is this guy anyway?" Molly asked eyeing Van Helsing suspiciously.

"Gabriel Van Helsing, Molly. Molly, meet my dad." Vana said and saw Molly's eyes grow wide.

"You have a father?!" Molly said still shocked.

"Molly, everyone has a father, mine just took a little finding that's all." Vana shook her head. "Molly, you have to come with us. Those things are after me. To get to me they could try to do that through you. I'm not safe, your not safe, none of us are safe if we stay here." she explained to her only friend. Molly just nodded.

"Now that that's decided, we better get to Rome." Van Helsing said.

"Rome? We're going to Rome?" the two teenaged girls asked. The only places they have ever been were Virginia and Florida (along with New York of course).

Van Helsing nodded and the party of four and a half (Megan counts as half) ran of into the night to the airport.