Carl knew something was wrong as soon as he reached his door. A chill breeze blew under the door, and he sensed the emptyness behind it. He had been talking with Gabriel about doing tests on him and Alex. Now, as he opened his door, he knew Alex was gone.
Gone.
Horror flooded through Carl as he looked around his small lab; the glass all over the floor, the notes and books lying in disorder. The notes on vampires. Carl held back a scream as he saw the small figure on the darkening horizon, and knew what it was that had taken Alex away.
"Van Helsing!"
Carl didn't know what to do. He felt helpless, and useless, and knew the best thing to do was to scream for Gabriel.
"Gabriel! Van Helsing! Gabriel!"
Hevay footsteps outside the door alerted Carl that Gabriel was here. Gabriel ran in, looking pale and worried, his hair tousled from his speedy journey here.
"Where is she?" he asked, noticing straight away what the problem was.
Carl said nothing. Words seemed to fail him as he slowly raised one shaking finger and pointed it at the vampire on the horizon. Gabriel let out a low hiss.
"I should have known this would happen," he whispered acidly.
"Please... do something..."
"Carl, get our weapons together. Let's kick that evil bastard's decomposed arse back to hell, and save my sister."
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Short chapter, I know. Sorry about the wait. I had writer's block. Eurgh. Please review on your way out!