Just telling y'all right now, I'm going to be writing this story in a sort of amateurish mode, because I don't feel like working hard to make a perfect story. So if the characters seem … funny and the story is badly written, I apologize. Ah yes, and in this story, the Van Helsing movie doesn't exist, and neither do any of the people who played in it, because that would ruin the story

Thanks to: Shina, IcantthinkofaFnick

Shina: Chris being drunk is always an amusing thing

IcantthinkofaFnick: I figured this would be a good place for the story to begin, since I haven't seen anyone trying to do this. Yes, Chris was so frustrated; he took it all out on alcohol. Not the smartest thing to do, but come on, Chris's plans and ploys haven't really been all that great. As Leo said, "His motives are good, but his ways of achieving them aren't full proof". Or he said something like that. Anyways, please review and read more!

CHAPTER TWO

"Fine, I'm going," Phoebe said. She leaned over and put her hand on Piper's shoulder, waiting for a possible premonition...

"Nothing," She announced. She turned around and stalked back over to where Paige was.

"You're just giving up?" Piper asked incredulously.

"Well you aren't really giving me anything to go on," Phoebe replied. "I for one don't feel anything. Paige?"

"Nope. Nothing," Paige said. Just then Leo orbed in with Wyatt in his arms.

"Hey, the elders told me to tell you something's going to happen."

Piper looked pointedly at her sisters, and then turned to her ex husband. "Thank you."

"Huh?" Leo asked, looking confused.

"So what's going to happen?" Paige asked, trying to get back to the point at hand.

"Well they're not really sure," Leo replied, handing Wyatt over to Piper. "They say that something's going on, and it's disturbing the balance. What's wrong with Chris?"

"Your good friend here drunk himself silly last night," Piper announced.

Leo raised an eyebrow. "Okay," he said, knowing it was best not to question this and just let it slide.

Phoebe smirked. "So what do we have to go off of?"

"Well, the elders gave me this," Leo said, pulling out a little ring from his back pocket. He held it out in his hand. "Ever since this was found last night in Transylvania, things have been acting strangely."

The sisters leaned in closer. "Is that …" Phoebe said, trailing off.

"What?" Paige asked, looking at her sister.

"It looks like a dragon. Right there, see," Phoebe said, taking the ring in her hand. She stopped short as her breath caught in the back of her throat and her vision blurred. She gasped and watched a man transform into a creature, and another into a wolf. The two threw themselves at each other and began to fight. Then the scene shifted to a woman calling out a name and running forward. The wolf turned around and threw her backwards. Seconds later a man dressed like a holy man with funky styled blond hair looked up to the man who had changed into the wolf, and announced, "She's dead."

Phoebe came out of it, taking in a few breaths.

"What'd you see?" Leo asked.

"The past … I think," Phoebe said, trying to shake off the image. "It was really weird. There was this man; and he …" She then went on to explain what she saw to the others.

Piper frowned. "What does that have to do with anything?" She demanded.

Phoebe shook her head. "I don't know," She replied.

All four turned to look at Chris. "You don't think future boy knows, do you?" Piper asked.

"Oh come on Piper, you're not really going to wake him up, are you?" Leo asked.

"He's got answers I want. He should have thought of that before he got drunk. Chris, wake up!" She exclaimed.

Silence.

"Well that's not going to work," Paige said dully. Piper glared at her.

"Fine. You wake him up."

"Me!?"

"Yes, you. Let's go, get started."

Paige began to grumble a few things under her breath as she approached Chris. "Uh, Chris, if you don't want you Mom to kill you," She whispered, "You'd better get your bum up."

Surprisingly enough, Chris stirred. "Mom?" He asked, half asleep.

"Oh for crying out loud. Now he's delusional," Piper said.

Sure, let's go with that, Paige thought. "Yeah Chris. Come on, get up!"

Chris sat up and rubbed at his eyes, before clutching his head. "Oh, my brain!" He exclaimed.

"A hangover? Already?" Phoebe asked.

"Why am I not surprised?" Piper inquired. "Leo …"

"No problem," He replied. He walked over to Chris, and crouched down, healing the boy's head.

Paige turned to Phoebe. "Is he even allowed to do that? I mean, isn't that personal gain?"

"Why would I know?"

Chris sat up, and looked around. "I didn't spill any dangerous future information, did I?" He asked, looking at Phoebe and Paige.

"Not yet," Phoebe said. He nodded, looking relieved as he sat back.

"So … what's the problem?"

Piper held up the ring. "Do you know anything about this?"

Chris snatched it out of her hand and looked it over. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me," He said.

"What?! What is it?" Piper asked. She pulled Wyatt closer and awaited a response.

Chris looked up. "I can't tell you. Future consequences. Just … don't do anything until I come back," He suggested. Then he orbed out.

"Well what does that mean?" Piper demanded.

"Anyone ever notice he's always short on information when we could really use it?" Phoebe asked no one in particular. Wyatt looked at her.

Paige blinked. "I think Phoebe got that premonition because we need to save that woman … for some reason."

"Paige, honey, she's been dead for at least a hundred years," Piper said. "It obviously hasn't had a big effect on anything."

"Leo, go check with the elders," Phoebe suggested. Leo nodded and disappeared.

"I'll search the book!" Paige volunteered. "See if I can find anything about this ring." She orbed away, leaving Piper, Phoebe, and Wyatt.

(This is a thingy indicating a change of scenes, so a little while later …)

"Anything?" Piper asked as she walked into the attic.

"Anything and everything," Paige replied. She looked up at Piper with wide eyes.

"You found something?" Piper asked, hurrying to her side.

"Look at this. Apparently, this ring belonged to the famous Count Vladius Draguila," Paige said. Then she read, "Born 1422, died 1462, born again 1463, died again 1880."

"Wait a minute, Vladius Draguila? Why does that sound familiar?"

"Count Dracula ring a bell?" Paige asked.

"Are you serious?" Piper exclaimed.

"Apparently. It seems as if the ring belonged to him, and then eventually made its way to Gabriel Van Helsing."

"Who?" Piper asked. "In all the Dracula legends, I never heard of him."

"Well, all it says was that he was the left hand of god," Paige replied.

Piper stared at her in confusion. "The what?"

"That's what it says," Paige replied.

"Hey, got anything?" Phoebe asked as she strolled into the room with Wyatt in her arms.

"You're not going to believe it," Piper said.

Phoebe frowned, and then hurriedly placed Wyatt in his play pen before approaching the book. "What do we have?"

"Count Dracula's ring," Piper replied.

Paige looked at Phoebe. "I wonder what Chris knows about it." Her sister shrugged.

"Probably everything. I mean, with all the time he spends up here, I'm sure he would have seen the entry," phoebe pointed out.

"Focus here. We need to find out how the ring ended up on its own. I mean, surely it has some significance," Piper acknowledged.

Chris orbed in, and then stopped when he saw the sisters at the book. He made a move to orb away, but Paige grabbed him.

"Going somewhere?" She asked.

"When were you going to tell us about Count Dracula's ring?" Piper asked. Chris's shoulders slumped.

"It's more than that," He said. "Look, this isn't supposed to happen yet. I mean, at least not for another six years. This doesn't even make any sense."

"Alright kid, start talking," Phoebe commanded.

"What I can tell you is that the ring was Dracula's. When he was killed by Gabriel Van Helsing the first time, Gabriel took it and then continued on with his life. No one's really sure how it happened, but Dracula's soul made a pact with the source of that time, and became a powerful demon – the first type of vampire. Eventually they met again and fought. Gabriel killed him again, and that's the end of the legend," Chris said.

Paige blinked. "What's this about Gabriel being the left hand of god?"

"I'm not sure," Chris replied.

"Are you lying to us?" Piper asked.

"Why do you always think I'm lying to you?" Chris snapped.

"Because you've given us good reason to question your words," Piper snapped.

Chris threw up his hands in frustration. "You're so … argh," He grumbled.

Paige and Phoebe had to keep themselves from snickering.

"Alright, let's focus, people," Paige said.

"How did Van Helsing kill Dracula?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"I don't know," Chris replied.

"Do you know anything useful?" Paige steamed.

"You can't expect me to remember things that happened when I was -." He stopped and looked at Piper. "Younger."

Piper didn't catch his hesitation; she was too concerned with looking through the book again. "Chris, give me the ring."

"I don't have it."

"Yes you do. You took it with you when you orbed out," Piper said.

Chris looked indecisive, and then handed the artifact to his mother. "Here."

Piper held it up in the light, and looked it over. "Leo said it was found in Transylvania, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well what weird occurrences have been happening? Didn't Leo mention something about things happening since it was found?"

"Yeah, but he didn't say what," Paige said.

"Where in Transylvania was it found?"

"Leo didn't say that, either," Phoebe added.

"Leo!" Piper called.

Seconds later Leo orbed in. "Yeah?" He asked.

"Where in Transylvania was the ring found, and what sort of things have been happening since it was?" Piper asked.

"Uh, Valeria (that's where Anna lived, right?) was where it was found, and demons have been taking more victims."

"That's different from when?"

"This is different," Chris said.

Leo looked at him. "What did you guys find out?" He asked.

"Apparently, the ring belonged to Count Dracula, the first vampire," Piper explained.

Leo blinked. "So … was Dracula one of the men in Phoebe's vision?" He asked.

"I think so," Phoebe said. "The werewolf was probably Van Helsing."

"But if this Van Helsing was such a good guy, how could he be a werewolf?" Paige asked.

"Aren't werewolves immortal?" Piper asked.

Chris watched them warily.

"Wait a minute, I thought we were under the impression we needed to save the woman," Paige said.

"Well you were," Piper said.

"But who was the woman?" Phoebe wondered aloud.

"This isn't getting us anywhere," Piper growled. "Everything's leading to a dead end, and none of it makes any sense. A few random leads aren't going to help."

"Piper's right," Leo said. Piper smiled at him thankfully.

"So what, you're suggesting to just give up!?" Chris exclaimed.

Everyone looked at him, having momentarily forgotten he was in the room.

"Do you have a better suggestion?"

Chris snorted. "Surely by now you would have learned not to just let things go."

"You act like you know us so well," Piper said.

"He has been here for a while. Besides, he's from the future. Surely he must have known something about us in order to come back," Phoebe said quickly.

Paige plucked the ring off of the book stand where Piper had left it, and looked it over. What are you hiding? She asked it with her mind.

The ring suddenly began to grow warm, and Paige dropped it, causing a light clatter.

"Paige?" Piper asked. The younger looked up.

"It's … warm!" She exclaimed.

"Don't touch it!" Chris exclaimed as Phoebe bent down to pick it up. Chris jumped down from his seat and approached, just as a bright blue light filled the attic. Seconds later it was empty …