Dracula slowly raised Carl in front of him, and hissed. Gabriel worried through his pain that Carl would be bitten, but Dracula merely tossed him roughly to one side, as though he was neither important or useful. Carl smacked against the wall with a loud noise, then fell to the floor, looking dazed.
Gabriel gave another roar of pain. That venom was having a really bad affect on him. He felt as though his blood was boiling, his skin was falling off..... It was an all-too familiar feeling, and Gabriel Van Helsing knew suddenly what was happening to him.
But this was dangerous... had Carl not thought of the consequences? Gabriel would be stuck in his new form, and Carl would be in danger...
Then he was peeling back his skin as he roared in the blinding agony that was filling him, and Dracula's black eyes widened. He too knew what was happening.
Gabriel was becoming a werewolf.
Sorry about the extremely short chapter. There is only one more to go, and hopefully it will be much longer. Please review!