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Sarah opened her eyes to the sound of stones hitting her window. She noticed she was in her bedroom, and shook her head. She must've fallen asleep crying.
"Valerious! Are you gonna come down or what?" shouted a familiar voice.
Sarah raised an eyebrow as she opened the window. Outside were Michael and Maria with a few other kids. Their names were Ashley, Taylor, and Steven.
"What do you guys want?" Sarah asked sleepily.
"Did you totally forget about Jump Rope Night? What did you do? Drink 12 gallons of absinthe?" asked Taylor.
"Okay, who invited dumb, dumbed, and dumber?" asked Sarah
"What are you talking about? Geez Valerious you have been drinking," said Steven.
"I'm talking about you wise guy! And no I wasn't drinking!" Sarah whispered loudly. "Bombs away!"
Sarah jumped from her window, caught a tree branch (thankfully it didn't break), and swung down landing safely in front of her friends.
"Ta Da!" she said as they clapped.
"Come on. Before anyone sees us," Ashley whispered urgently.
The mischievous group slithered silently through the village. Jump Rope Night was the one night in a week, where some children got together and jump roped, chanting spooky rhymes. They stopped in front of the well from earlier, and took turns jumping. When it was Sarah's turn, they did her favorite chant: "Monster, Monster"
"Dracula, Dracula, mouth full of fangs. He's got three brides, and little squat men. One that's dumb, one that's brave, and one that lived in a lion's den. Werewolf, Werewolf, don't get bit. He doesn't like silver, and he howls at the moon. Find a cure, really fast, or you'll be bit by the werewolf soon. Pick a monster, pick a monster, and hurry up quick. We've got no time, and you gotta pick quick. Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula..."
"Werewolf!" cried Taylor.
The group stopped and looked at Taylor.
"Oh great. Taylor, how many times have we told you the story of the boy who cried wolf?" asked Maria.
"No really! He just came out of Sarah's house!"
"What? No!" cried Sarah
Sarah started running to her house, but Michael grabbed her arm. While he was desperately trying to pull her back, the werewolf was coming down the street they were on.
"Let go Michael!" cried Sarah
"Sarah, we have to hide now!" he said.
"Who died and made you captain?"
"No one, but you know I'm right!"
"Guys, he's coming!" screamed Ashley
The children started to run in the streets. Unfortunately, for Sarah, her friends were villagers, so they went straight to their doors and locked them. And unfortunately, Maria and Michael lived closer to Sarah, so they still had a long way to go.
"Quick! Hide here!" Sarah said
Sarah, Maria, and Michael his behind a row of barrels and kept quiet. The only sound they could hear was their own breathing. Sarah took a peak through one of the cracks. Two furry, huge feet were standing in front of their hiding place. It was the werewolf.
"Guys, if we live through this, let's promise never to sneak out at night ever again," whispered Sarah in a barely audible voice.
Maria and Michael nodded furiously. Sarah took a peak again, and saw that the werewolf was gone. They looked around to make sure he left. Coast clear. Maria let out a sigh of relief.
"I say we get out of here. You coming Sarah?" asked Michael.
"No. I'll just walk a little bit," said Sarah
"Well, see ya Sarah. Good luck," said Maria
"Have a nice life...whatever's left of it," mumbled Michael.
Sarah shook her head, and then she noticed something. Maria and Michael had started backing away staring at something behind her. They started to run. Sarah watched them as they turned the corner. Sarah gulped as she turned around. Slowly, she saw the dark figure of...Van Helsing. Before she could let out a sigh of relief, Van Helsing pushed her shoulders to a building.
"I thought you were asleep!" he almost yelled.
"Hey, a girl has to get out at night once in a while with her friends. I don't do that during the day," said Sarah not caring.
"I just saw something crawl into your street. You could've been killed! Just like your mother was almost killed!"
"What does this have to do with my mother!?"
"Listen to me Sarah."
Sarah turned her head away, completely not listening. Van Helsing shook her a bit.
"Look at me...it's not safe out here. Do you understand me?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah,"
Van Helping shook his head as he gripped Sarah's arm, and dragged her with him. He figured since while he was out here, he could drop Sarah off at the castle. Sarah rolled her eyes as she followed him. Instantly, they heard a noise and they pushed their backs to a building...right next to a coffin.
"It's a bit tight for me..." said a voice.
Sarah jumped up as they heard the voice. Then she realized it was the Undertaker.
"But for you, I think it would be a perfect fit," he continued.
As he said this Sarah stepped up in front of the coffin, as the Undertaker held up two hands to picture her inside it. Van Helsing took Sarah's arm, and pulled her behind him. The Undertaker gave a crooked smile.
"I see the wolf man hasn't killed you two yet," he said turning back to a grave.
"Don't' worry. He's onto it," said Van Helsing
"Then why are you out here?" asked Sarah. "Aren't you scared that the werewolf is gonna come and kill you?"
"Oh I'm no threat to him. I'm just the one who cleans up after him," answered the Undertaker.
"A little late to be digging graves?" asked Van Helsing turning away with Sarah.
"Never too late to be digging a grave. You never know, when you need a fresh one!"
Sarah turned around just in time to find a shovel an inch from her face. She stumbled a few feet back, and looked at Van Helsing. He knew this was going to happen, and had his hand on the handle. And the Undertaker was holding it.
"Oh sorry!" he laughed nervously. "It's just my nature,"
"Then I'll show you my nature!" said Sarah through gritted teeth.
Sarah raised an arm to finally hit the ragged haired menace before Van Helsing pushed her away. Sarah looked up and saw the werewolf pouncing on the Undertaker. If she wasn't in big trouble and danger like she was right now, she would thank the big hairy beast for what he'd done. Van Helsing took out his gun to shoot the werewolf but Sarah saw her mother come running in and she stopped him.
"No!" Anna screamed.
Van Helsing missed the shot and the werewolf ran out of sight. The sound of the loose bullet echoed in the streets as Sarah got up. Why did her mother stop him from shooting the werewolf? She was about to ask, when Van Helsing pushed Anna to a building wrapping his fingers around her throat.
"Why?" he yelled
"Stop it! Get off of her!" said Sarah trying to pry him off her mother.
But Van Helsing wouldn't let go.
"You're choking me!" cried Anna
"Give me reason not to," he growled.
"I...I can't... If people knew...If Sarah knew..."
Sarah stopped and looked at Anna confused. What was it that her mother didn't want her to know? Van Helsing let go of Anna and she flew her fingers to her throat.
"He's not your brother anymore Anna! He's not Sarah's uncle!" he shouted.
Now Sarah was speechless. That thing that tried to kill her friends, that thing that killed the Undertaker, was her Uncle Velkan. She slumped against the wall and spreaded her legs out.
"This isn't fair," she whispered.
"You knew?" Anna asked in disbelief.
"Yes," answered Van Helsing.
"Before or after I stopped you from shooting him?"
"Before."
"And still you tried to kill him!"
"He's a werewolf. He's going to kill people."
"It's not his fault. He can't help it."
"I know, but he has to be stopped."
"...They say Dracula has a cure. If there's a chance I can save my brother, I'm going to find it,"
"I'm here to find Dracula, and that's all!"
"And I need to find my brother. He gave his life for me. He and Sarah are the only family I have left...I despise Dracula more than you can ever imagine. He's taken everything from me. He's left me and Sarah all alone in this world,"
Anna could feel tears rise up. Van Helsing couldn't give her any further kindness because she needed to stay strong. He looked at Sarah. She wasn't crying her little eyes out, but she was shaking. Shaking with fear. Now she has to hunt whom she loves.
"To have memories of those you have loved and lost, is probably harder than to have no memories at all. All right...we'll look for your brother," said Van Helsing
(A/N: Yes! Finally onto the real action! Read and review please!)
Sarah opened her eyes to the sound of stones hitting her window. She noticed she was in her bedroom, and shook her head. She must've fallen asleep crying.
"Valerious! Are you gonna come down or what?" shouted a familiar voice.
Sarah raised an eyebrow as she opened the window. Outside were Michael and Maria with a few other kids. Their names were Ashley, Taylor, and Steven.
"What do you guys want?" Sarah asked sleepily.
"Did you totally forget about Jump Rope Night? What did you do? Drink 12 gallons of absinthe?" asked Taylor.
"Okay, who invited dumb, dumbed, and dumber?" asked Sarah
"What are you talking about? Geez Valerious you have been drinking," said Steven.
"I'm talking about you wise guy! And no I wasn't drinking!" Sarah whispered loudly. "Bombs away!"
Sarah jumped from her window, caught a tree branch (thankfully it didn't break), and swung down landing safely in front of her friends.
"Ta Da!" she said as they clapped.
"Come on. Before anyone sees us," Ashley whispered urgently.
The mischievous group slithered silently through the village. Jump Rope Night was the one night in a week, where some children got together and jump roped, chanting spooky rhymes. They stopped in front of the well from earlier, and took turns jumping. When it was Sarah's turn, they did her favorite chant: "Monster, Monster"
"Dracula, Dracula, mouth full of fangs. He's got three brides, and little squat men. One that's dumb, one that's brave, and one that lived in a lion's den. Werewolf, Werewolf, don't get bit. He doesn't like silver, and he howls at the moon. Find a cure, really fast, or you'll be bit by the werewolf soon. Pick a monster, pick a monster, and hurry up quick. We've got no time, and you gotta pick quick. Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula, Werewolf, Dracula..."
"Werewolf!" cried Taylor.
The group stopped and looked at Taylor.
"Oh great. Taylor, how many times have we told you the story of the boy who cried wolf?" asked Maria.
"No really! He just came out of Sarah's house!"
"What? No!" cried Sarah
Sarah started running to her house, but Michael grabbed her arm. While he was desperately trying to pull her back, the werewolf was coming down the street they were on.
"Let go Michael!" cried Sarah
"Sarah, we have to hide now!" he said.
"Who died and made you captain?"
"No one, but you know I'm right!"
"Guys, he's coming!" screamed Ashley
The children started to run in the streets. Unfortunately, for Sarah, her friends were villagers, so they went straight to their doors and locked them. And unfortunately, Maria and Michael lived closer to Sarah, so they still had a long way to go.
"Quick! Hide here!" Sarah said
Sarah, Maria, and Michael his behind a row of barrels and kept quiet. The only sound they could hear was their own breathing. Sarah took a peak through one of the cracks. Two furry, huge feet were standing in front of their hiding place. It was the werewolf.
"Guys, if we live through this, let's promise never to sneak out at night ever again," whispered Sarah in a barely audible voice.
Maria and Michael nodded furiously. Sarah took a peak again, and saw that the werewolf was gone. They looked around to make sure he left. Coast clear. Maria let out a sigh of relief.
"I say we get out of here. You coming Sarah?" asked Michael.
"No. I'll just walk a little bit," said Sarah
"Well, see ya Sarah. Good luck," said Maria
"Have a nice life...whatever's left of it," mumbled Michael.
Sarah shook her head, and then she noticed something. Maria and Michael had started backing away staring at something behind her. They started to run. Sarah watched them as they turned the corner. Sarah gulped as she turned around. Slowly, she saw the dark figure of...Van Helsing. Before she could let out a sigh of relief, Van Helsing pushed her shoulders to a building.
"I thought you were asleep!" he almost yelled.
"Hey, a girl has to get out at night once in a while with her friends. I don't do that during the day," said Sarah not caring.
"I just saw something crawl into your street. You could've been killed! Just like your mother was almost killed!"
"What does this have to do with my mother!?"
"Listen to me Sarah."
Sarah turned her head away, completely not listening. Van Helsing shook her a bit.
"Look at me...it's not safe out here. Do you understand me?"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah,"
Van Helping shook his head as he gripped Sarah's arm, and dragged her with him. He figured since while he was out here, he could drop Sarah off at the castle. Sarah rolled her eyes as she followed him. Instantly, they heard a noise and they pushed their backs to a building...right next to a coffin.
"It's a bit tight for me..." said a voice.
Sarah jumped up as they heard the voice. Then she realized it was the Undertaker.
"But for you, I think it would be a perfect fit," he continued.
As he said this Sarah stepped up in front of the coffin, as the Undertaker held up two hands to picture her inside it. Van Helsing took Sarah's arm, and pulled her behind him. The Undertaker gave a crooked smile.
"I see the wolf man hasn't killed you two yet," he said turning back to a grave.
"Don't' worry. He's onto it," said Van Helsing
"Then why are you out here?" asked Sarah. "Aren't you scared that the werewolf is gonna come and kill you?"
"Oh I'm no threat to him. I'm just the one who cleans up after him," answered the Undertaker.
"A little late to be digging graves?" asked Van Helsing turning away with Sarah.
"Never too late to be digging a grave. You never know, when you need a fresh one!"
Sarah turned around just in time to find a shovel an inch from her face. She stumbled a few feet back, and looked at Van Helsing. He knew this was going to happen, and had his hand on the handle. And the Undertaker was holding it.
"Oh sorry!" he laughed nervously. "It's just my nature,"
"Then I'll show you my nature!" said Sarah through gritted teeth.
Sarah raised an arm to finally hit the ragged haired menace before Van Helsing pushed her away. Sarah looked up and saw the werewolf pouncing on the Undertaker. If she wasn't in big trouble and danger like she was right now, she would thank the big hairy beast for what he'd done. Van Helsing took out his gun to shoot the werewolf but Sarah saw her mother come running in and she stopped him.
"No!" Anna screamed.
Van Helsing missed the shot and the werewolf ran out of sight. The sound of the loose bullet echoed in the streets as Sarah got up. Why did her mother stop him from shooting the werewolf? She was about to ask, when Van Helsing pushed Anna to a building wrapping his fingers around her throat.
"Why?" he yelled
"Stop it! Get off of her!" said Sarah trying to pry him off her mother.
But Van Helsing wouldn't let go.
"You're choking me!" cried Anna
"Give me reason not to," he growled.
"I...I can't... If people knew...If Sarah knew..."
Sarah stopped and looked at Anna confused. What was it that her mother didn't want her to know? Van Helsing let go of Anna and she flew her fingers to her throat.
"He's not your brother anymore Anna! He's not Sarah's uncle!" he shouted.
Now Sarah was speechless. That thing that tried to kill her friends, that thing that killed the Undertaker, was her Uncle Velkan. She slumped against the wall and spreaded her legs out.
"This isn't fair," she whispered.
"You knew?" Anna asked in disbelief.
"Yes," answered Van Helsing.
"Before or after I stopped you from shooting him?"
"Before."
"And still you tried to kill him!"
"He's a werewolf. He's going to kill people."
"It's not his fault. He can't help it."
"I know, but he has to be stopped."
"...They say Dracula has a cure. If there's a chance I can save my brother, I'm going to find it,"
"I'm here to find Dracula, and that's all!"
"And I need to find my brother. He gave his life for me. He and Sarah are the only family I have left...I despise Dracula more than you can ever imagine. He's taken everything from me. He's left me and Sarah all alone in this world,"
Anna could feel tears rise up. Van Helsing couldn't give her any further kindness because she needed to stay strong. He looked at Sarah. She wasn't crying her little eyes out, but she was shaking. Shaking with fear. Now she has to hunt whom she loves.
"To have memories of those you have loved and lost, is probably harder than to have no memories at all. All right...we'll look for your brother," said Van Helsing
(A/N: Yes! Finally onto the real action! Read and review please!)