The Return

by aleera21

This is a sequel to "Angels and Vampires". Nicola and Arene meet again but things do not look good. Once again thanks to my co-author "gabrielsangel". It is a pleasure to work with you again ma chere amie!

13. chapter 13

Arene looked at her father with all the strength she could muster. Carl and Nicola almost knew at once where this was going to go and took a few steps back. Van Helsing also knew what she was going to say, but he did not change his mind on his answers.

"It's possible that we could only bring him back for a while. I mean if we could just-"

"No!" Van Helsing repeated again. "I will not allow that monster to return. We can find a way to defeat the brides on our own."

"What if he is the only one who can stop them? The only one who can help Nicola!?" she begged.

Van Helsing sighed.

"I'm sorry, but I will not do it and I will not allow it to be done. Dracula is a foul, evil creature. I will not have him come back."

"If you won't do it I will!" Arene said.

For that spilt second, the room was deadly silent. Carl, Nicola and Van Helsing started at her and Van Helsing shook his head.

"Never, Arene," he said with whatever voice he could muster. "I would never allow it... I would die before I see him near you!!!!!"

"But I-" Arene tried to speak.

"I WON'T LET YOU AND I WON'T LET HIM COME BACK! HE'S PURE EVIL!" Van Helsing cried.

Arene backed away from her father; for once she had been frighten by him. He saw it in her eyes at once and was mortified at what he had done. Nicola and Carl watched on as he tried to come near her, as if to try and comfort her but Arene bolted from the room and down the stairs in tears. Nicola and Carl approached him, both at a loss for words. He looked at them.

"What have I done?" he whispered.

Nicola looked at him kindly.

"You want to protect her."

Van Helsing smiled a sad smile at Nicola and hugged her.

"I'm sorry... I just won't let it happen.

Arene dashed from the library and past several monks who were rather puzzled at seeing her like this. Arene left the tears on her cheeks... most of them strangely were not from her being scared of Van Helsing, but from how she had acted. She had been such a child back there. Nicola probably hated her now and Carl probably thought she had been a pain.

"Oh, papa," she thought, "I'm sorry."

She ran into her room and closed the door tightly. She went up to her mirror and brushed the tears from her eyes... only... it wasn't her eyes she saw looking at her from the mirror.