Author's Note: Hi! No longer at camp! Feuw…
How I Wrote It Originally: Hi! At camp. First day. Listening to Spider-Man 2 Soundtrack as I write. When I type this up (which is how you will see it) it's gonna be typed EXACTLY how I write it. Deal with it.

Above, it sounds like a letter, and that's probably how they all will sound, kind of like a letter. Anywho, hopefully this chapter will be more romanticiful.

Just so you know, I'm not gonna do that, so blah.

Disclaimer: I do not own any original Van Helsing characters. All original Van Helsing characters belong to Stephen Sommers and Universal Studios and Universal Pictures.

Chapter Eight: New Thoughts, New Powers

Fleeing for her life, Adriana was running down the halls, stairs, and rooms of the castle. Not bothering to look back, she hadn't noticed that the vampire had stopped right after she first started running.

Stopping to take a breather in one of Dracula's many lounge-like rooms, Dracula himself appeared.

"Dracula! The vampire! From before! The one I was chasing, it's in you castle!" Adriana managed to blurt out.

"No my dear Adriana," he said quite calmly, walking towards her in his usual fashion, "that vampire is me."

In a flash the vampire was before her, his grey figure standing in front of her only exit. His face was not angry or evil though, more wanting and sad. Adriana remained in the chair she was in. Too horrified to move, and too misunderstanding to believe.

"No…" she was stuttering, "No… It can't be. I refuse to believe it…"

He morphed back into his human form, "You must, because it is true. Just as true as the fact that you are a werewolf," Adriana looked down at her leg, "And I'm sorry," he looked down, sadness and fear in his eyes, "but you must die…" She started backing up more into the chair, "For I cannot love a werewolf, "he looked back up, "Even one so beautiful…. And unique…"

Adriana dashed away, but Dracula was too quick and got in front of her. His eyes and expression was one of a sad past and present.

"Forgive me," before she could even start to move, Dracula's fangs were in her neck, draining her blood and transforming what remained.

He pulled away, leaving Adriana to fall to her knees, expressionless, but gasping to breathe.

Tears were forming behind his eyes, and struggling to keep them from showing, he backed away, watching from the shadows. Adriana was left on her knees, clutching her head, screaming in pain.

Her mind flooded with thoughts of killing, destruction, and feasting on the flesh of the living. Her eyes were turning an icy blue, then to a golden yellow. Fangs were forming, and not just of a vampire, but of a werewolf. Tearing at her skin, a dark brown werewolf appeared, panting and snarling. Dracula's emotions flooded from being suppressed. He cried uncontrollably, but still remained staring at the monster that was once the one he loved.
The werewolf again fell to her knees and clutched her head, claws digging into her skull. Her fur fell from her body and her fangs receded as her eyes changed to an icy blue. Wings sprouted from her back ad her lightly tanned skin turned grey. Her monstrous emotions took over as she flew around the room.
Dracula's flooded eyes looked her over in bewilderment. Although his bite injected her with the venom of a vampire, it should not have affected her since the werewolf venom was inside her longer.
She landed and morphed back to her human form. Practically nude, she was crying, teeth grinding at her anger of Dracula, but she was mesmerized by him, and could not bring herself to harm him.
"What? Why are you still alive? Not that that is a bad thing… But the combination of venoms should have killed you. The viruses from them are too strong," Dracula's embarrassed and confused expression covered the smile forming in the corner of his mouth.
"I… I don't know… But my mind feels like it's going to explode. And I… I… I want to," Adrianna grasped her head again. Snarling, eyes starting to turn yellow, she punched a hole in the stone floor, along with destroying a suit of armor near by. Suppressing her rage and urges to kill, she managed to stumble to her room, leaving Dracula to sit and ponder.

What happened? Why did she still remain among the breathing? I don't understand… No one could have survived both venoms… But yet she did… I wonder...

Dracula rose and went after Adrianna. He followed the small drops of blood from her neck, leading him to the room she picked for herself. But when Dracula opened the door, he found nothing but an open window.

She's going to feed… And at twice the amount… I must find her before Gabriel does.

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Author's Ending Note: Even though I finished originally writing this while I was at camp, this was just finished being typed on November 27th. And I wrote this at the end of July. And I can proudly say that my writing back then SUCKED, and it's only been a couple months. Oh well, what I wrote is what I'm going to type, with little corrections and such.

Now for what I wrote when I was at camp:

"Wow. That turned out really well. If it's kind of short it's because it's being written in a notebook. But in the notebook it's 5 ½ pages long. So hmph. Maybe I'll combine chapters, depending on how long they are on the computer. And again, it's actually not really romancey, just a bit. Maybe next chapter.

You have to realize, once it's written I can't do anything about it, and if I like it, it stays. ) Deal with it. And surprisingly, I wrote this in only a couple of hours (we had dinner in between the time I've written)."

Dang… this barely reaches 2 pages in Microsoft Word…