Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Van Helsing characters and other technical things related to the movie. If I did, I would not be wasting my time writing sloppy fanfiction; I would be out there making the sequel! :-) The only thing I do claim is Diana (and I'm sorry if you have an original character named Diana who is also an Immortal, but I assure you that I did not steal her from you.)
With that said, I would like to inform you that this story was originally called "My Immortal," because I fell in love with the song and its lyrics influenced the story line a wee bit...ok a lot. :-) But out of respect for Evanescence I have changed it. I have also altered the story a tad to make it longer, more interesting, and hopefully all around better than the original. But please let me know what you think. I am always open to good criticism and any ideas you might have for the story. In fact your ideas will make the story more enjoyable to read. I also need typo-demon slayers. Even though I use spell check and read over the story, some how a few always slip past me. :-)
Just and extra note: be on the look out for my new fic "The Princess Wars of the Cursed Ring" (co-written by my other two friends), a comedy/parody that combines the characters from the Princess Bride, Star Wars, Pirates of the Caribbean, and Lord of the Rings all together in hopes of undoing all the zaney mayhem that Miracle Max's newest invention, The Machine, has caused. :-)
Now on with the story!
It wasn't exactly the safest job in the world, but hunting evil beings was much more appealing to Diana that being forced into a marriage with a man she despised and then oppressed with the job of taking care of a house. Diana had always believed that she was not made for the world, at least not inthis world where women were treated like doormats. True, the Order was kind to her, but she was never an equal. So, she settled for this dangerous lifestyle. At least it was exciting.
She waited silently in the cold shadows of the street with her gun ready in her hand, as rapid foot falls disrupted the silent night. A small cloaked figure tore around the corner, through the gently falling snow, his arms flailing about frantically. Diana chuckled inwardly. Poor Carl got stuck as the bait this time. A werewolf soon followed, snarling and splattering drool against frost-covered windows of houses. Stealthily concealed, she aimed at the creature's heart and fired. Another shot was heard from across the alley, and the wolf slumped to the ground. Diana stepped out of her hiding place and onto the moon lit road. The little frair joined her.
"Is it dead?" Frair Carl inquired in his usual squeaky voice, still trembling from the near death experience.
"If he's not he's going to have a bad headache when he waked up," Van Helsing joked as he left his hiding place, noticing the large wound Diana's bullet had made.
"He moved at the last second," Diana supplied in defense.
Van Helsing chuckled. "No wonder the Holy Order gives you all the research missions."
"Can we go now?" Carl begged.
"Oh, but why did the Order stick me with you? Because you were too dangerous and required more protection," Diana pointed out with a wicked grin as they started walking away.
"I fought Dracula, the greatest evil ever to walk the earth, and won!" Van Helsing proudly reminded her.
"You will do anything to complete a mission, even becoming a werwolf, and if that gypsy girl hadn't saved you, you would have killed Carl as well if he didn't vanquish you first," Diana retorted. "And as of late, you have been awfully close to suicidal in your attempts to vanquish your foes."
"At least it gets the job done," he muttered.
Diana sighed. "My point exactly. It doesn't matter what happens to you, as long as the people are safe. It almost seems like your looking for death."
Van Helsing scoffed. "By coming on these missions with me, you're not exactly preserving your life either."
Diana shrugged. "Someone has to keep you alive. No offense Carl."
"Oh, none taken. I don't know why the Order thought I was suitable for field work in the first place," the friar commented, climbing onto his horse.
"I think you're over-reacting," Van Helsing stated, mounting his horse.
"And I think we should get back to Rome," Diana said, getting onto her horse.
"At least we agree on something." And with that, the trio began their long journey back home.
This tiff was no different than the other feuds Diana and Van Helsing had countless times before. From the moment they met they had been like siblings to each other, which was probably why Cardinal Jeanette had them paired together. Diana enjoyed this friendship, for her real parents never really cared and her close friends were long lost. Van Helsing was one of teh very few stable things in her life, and with her past, Diana needed a strong anchor. Carl and Van Helsing were perfect for the job.
A/N: Yes, 'tis short, but I think it's a lot better than the first chapter of My Immortal. Let me know what you think.