Chapter 8: Deep into the Chasm.
Harven paced back and forth on the stone ground. The lair Miles and him were at was old, rusted, and its age was shown clearly by just looking at the front of it.
"You know Miles," Harven began, "That Gabriel Van Helsing will stop at nothing until he triumphs over us" the vampire said. The invisible man sighed and laughed.
"Harven, you have a sharp eye. I can't believe that you would let those words come from your mouth! We will stop at nothing! Your cousin, Count Dracula..." the doctor was stopped.
"Vladislaus has been defeated by a simple monster hunter two times! If we do indeed bring him back once more, Van Helsing will find every reason to kill him!" Count Harven stated. Miles shook his head.
"So you have lost all hope?" the doctor asked. Harven smiled sarcastically and growled, his canines becoming larger. The doctor trembled and shook, looking around the room.
"My only problem is that we find the Frankenstein Monster and revive...and revive..." he broke off. The heavy cloak that smothered his head sank lower. The vampire was losing hope. Gabriel and his friends would try their hardest to stop evil.
"You do understand this man is a monster hunter!" Miles said, scribbling something down on parchment. Harven smiled.
"Yes, one that gets rid of your monsters!" Harven exclaimed. Miles' eyes grew wide. He turned to see Harven laughing.
"You are crazy!" the doctor yelled. The vampire shrugged his shoulders.
"I know that the Gillman was only a minor part in our success, but he did do a good job in hunting!" Harven said. Miles ran his fingers through his hair.
"And what of the Gargoyles?" the doctor asked. The blood sucker looked down.
"Van Helsing and Alvonia managed to get rid of those, but those aren't the only ones!" Harven told Miles. "And, the Dwereger will help us with our experiments! Once we get Frankenstein!"
After the three had passed the forest, they dealt with a water bank.
"This isn't all that safe, is it?" Carl asked. Alvonia smiled, wings spread, and flew them above the water. When they were about to pass, the shape shifters' wings went away and they all fell unsteadily into the water. Alvonia plunged deep, eyes closed. Carl tried to scramble upward, but the water pulled him down. Gabriel tried to find the grappling gun, but the water kept smothering him. Down and down they plunged and finally, they reached a large opening in the water floor and zoomed down it.
Van Helsing fell to the cold, wet ground. He was greeted by a light that was lit by the opening they came from. Carl was flat on his back, same as Alvonia and both of their eyes were open.
"What happened?" the friar asked. Van Helsing got to his feet and walked over to Alvonia. She sighed as he neared her.
"Are you okay?" the monster hunter asked. She opened her mouth and coughed. The shape shifter felt the ground around her and spoke.
"Yes, I mean no, I mean yes," she said slowly. He bent down and cupped her face. She smiled.
"Why did your wings falter outside the water?" Gabriel questioned. Alvonia rose to her feet and looked up, seeing nothing but a long chasm. At the top, a light lit them.
"I'm not sure." She told him. He stood back up and let out a deep breath. The monster hunter helped Carl to his feet and the three stood, looking around the cave they were in. The friar reached inside the weapon bag and pulled his book out. He flipped through the pages and placed a finger on one.
"It says that one who can take the shape of another can be controlled by something it has previously taken the power of" Carl said, reading on. "This can occur only when that something is near the being who can take the shape of others" the friar finished. Alvonia attempted to transform, but nothing happened.
"HARVEN!" Alvonia yelled to the air.
"That vampire has meddled with more things than Dracula did!" Van Helsing said. Carl raised a hand.
"Um, Van Helsing? Dracula meddled with your life two times to many!" the friar exclaimed. Alvonia smiled slightly and cleared her throat.
"Standing here talking about Dracula and Harven won't get us anywhere! We need to proceed onward, now that my ability to transform has been stopped temporarily!" the shape shifter told them. They both nodded and looked around the cave again. Alvonia walked around the vast area. After several minutes of looking, Carl found something.
"Look! Van Helsing! Alvonia! There appears to be a cloth of some sort veiling this wall!" the friar told them. The two walked over to him and saw what he saw. Alvonia reached forward and tugged at the veil. It went aside by itself and a dim, grayish blue light lit a tall and winding staircase. The three looked at each other and walked up.
Harven still paced back and forth the lair. Miles watched him. The vampire looked out the window. The sun was setting deeply behind large pink clouds. He snapped his fingers. A yellow, string like wisp of light came from him. It soared from the window and across the vast land in Budapest. Miles looked at his master strangely.
"Now that Alvonia can't just easily fly like a butterfly away from the caves, they will find something unexpected. Van Helsing will bring something very valuable to us that we don't even need to find!" Harven finished. Miles looked at him. The vampire smiled and laughed.
Chapter 9 will come! And, don't think that the Gillman will go as easily as that! Also, Alvonia will explain the white light that came from Harven! R&R pleez...
Harven paced back and forth on the stone ground. The lair Miles and him were at was old, rusted, and its age was shown clearly by just looking at the front of it.
"You know Miles," Harven began, "That Gabriel Van Helsing will stop at nothing until he triumphs over us" the vampire said. The invisible man sighed and laughed.
"Harven, you have a sharp eye. I can't believe that you would let those words come from your mouth! We will stop at nothing! Your cousin, Count Dracula..." the doctor was stopped.
"Vladislaus has been defeated by a simple monster hunter two times! If we do indeed bring him back once more, Van Helsing will find every reason to kill him!" Count Harven stated. Miles shook his head.
"So you have lost all hope?" the doctor asked. Harven smiled sarcastically and growled, his canines becoming larger. The doctor trembled and shook, looking around the room.
"My only problem is that we find the Frankenstein Monster and revive...and revive..." he broke off. The heavy cloak that smothered his head sank lower. The vampire was losing hope. Gabriel and his friends would try their hardest to stop evil.
"You do understand this man is a monster hunter!" Miles said, scribbling something down on parchment. Harven smiled.
"Yes, one that gets rid of your monsters!" Harven exclaimed. Miles' eyes grew wide. He turned to see Harven laughing.
"You are crazy!" the doctor yelled. The vampire shrugged his shoulders.
"I know that the Gillman was only a minor part in our success, but he did do a good job in hunting!" Harven said. Miles ran his fingers through his hair.
"And what of the Gargoyles?" the doctor asked. The blood sucker looked down.
"Van Helsing and Alvonia managed to get rid of those, but those aren't the only ones!" Harven told Miles. "And, the Dwereger will help us with our experiments! Once we get Frankenstein!"
After the three had passed the forest, they dealt with a water bank.
"This isn't all that safe, is it?" Carl asked. Alvonia smiled, wings spread, and flew them above the water. When they were about to pass, the shape shifters' wings went away and they all fell unsteadily into the water. Alvonia plunged deep, eyes closed. Carl tried to scramble upward, but the water pulled him down. Gabriel tried to find the grappling gun, but the water kept smothering him. Down and down they plunged and finally, they reached a large opening in the water floor and zoomed down it.
Van Helsing fell to the cold, wet ground. He was greeted by a light that was lit by the opening they came from. Carl was flat on his back, same as Alvonia and both of their eyes were open.
"What happened?" the friar asked. Van Helsing got to his feet and walked over to Alvonia. She sighed as he neared her.
"Are you okay?" the monster hunter asked. She opened her mouth and coughed. The shape shifter felt the ground around her and spoke.
"Yes, I mean no, I mean yes," she said slowly. He bent down and cupped her face. She smiled.
"Why did your wings falter outside the water?" Gabriel questioned. Alvonia rose to her feet and looked up, seeing nothing but a long chasm. At the top, a light lit them.
"I'm not sure." She told him. He stood back up and let out a deep breath. The monster hunter helped Carl to his feet and the three stood, looking around the cave they were in. The friar reached inside the weapon bag and pulled his book out. He flipped through the pages and placed a finger on one.
"It says that one who can take the shape of another can be controlled by something it has previously taken the power of" Carl said, reading on. "This can occur only when that something is near the being who can take the shape of others" the friar finished. Alvonia attempted to transform, but nothing happened.
"HARVEN!" Alvonia yelled to the air.
"That vampire has meddled with more things than Dracula did!" Van Helsing said. Carl raised a hand.
"Um, Van Helsing? Dracula meddled with your life two times to many!" the friar exclaimed. Alvonia smiled slightly and cleared her throat.
"Standing here talking about Dracula and Harven won't get us anywhere! We need to proceed onward, now that my ability to transform has been stopped temporarily!" the shape shifter told them. They both nodded and looked around the cave again. Alvonia walked around the vast area. After several minutes of looking, Carl found something.
"Look! Van Helsing! Alvonia! There appears to be a cloth of some sort veiling this wall!" the friar told them. The two walked over to him and saw what he saw. Alvonia reached forward and tugged at the veil. It went aside by itself and a dim, grayish blue light lit a tall and winding staircase. The three looked at each other and walked up.
Harven still paced back and forth the lair. Miles watched him. The vampire looked out the window. The sun was setting deeply behind large pink clouds. He snapped his fingers. A yellow, string like wisp of light came from him. It soared from the window and across the vast land in Budapest. Miles looked at his master strangely.
"Now that Alvonia can't just easily fly like a butterfly away from the caves, they will find something unexpected. Van Helsing will bring something very valuable to us that we don't even need to find!" Harven finished. Miles looked at him. The vampire smiled and laughed.
Chapter 9 will come! And, don't think that the Gillman will go as easily as that! Also, Alvonia will explain the white light that came from Harven! R&R pleez...