Disclaimer: Yawn, don't own anything, property of other people... want to see what I said? Cool, then go to chapter one! Oh yeah, better say that I don't own any songs written or performed by the best band ever, Bon Jovi, even if there just is quick fleeting mention of one.

A/N: Hey guys, thanks for the reviews, reviews make me so happy (sniffs). I apologize if the quality of my work wasn't very good in the last chapter; I was sitting in what was supposed to be a study room at college, only for people all around me to never be quiet... Oh well, the perilous life of a writer I guess. I have to say I'm also very thankful (and shocked) that you all waited so long for my next chapter as well, I'm touched. This chapter is going to be more action filled, and we'll see some very familiar people ;)

Oh, another thing... does anybody know if there's a difference between a cemetery and a graveyard? Thanks.

The un-inviting night sky offered no light to the weary travelers beneath it. Dark storm clouds rolled threateningly across the normally illuminated moon and stars, making it feel like somebody had switched off the light. While most people sat at home huddled together by the television, Madison paced slowly around the large graveyard, her black duster buttoned up to the very top. Underneath she wore a faded navy blue hooded sweater, and a pair of baggy jeans. She had also pulled on her leather fingerless gloves before leaving her apartment thinking they would warm her up. They didn't. As she coiled around a group of trees, she muttered every curse she could think of under her breath, not liking the fact that vampires didn't not go out because it was cold. Her breath came out as a thin mist, and goose bumps began to rise up over her arms. As she came to a familiar clearing, she thought she could hear the distant rumble of thunder. Looking up at the miserable sky, she prayed that it wouldn't rain. A moment later, the plain black dragon tattoo on her wrist began to itch. It was an indication that rain was indeed coming, whether she liked it or not.

"Ah, that's just great! Just the thing I wanted!" she yelled, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, she trudged over to the large concrete mausoleum steps and plopped herself down. She pulled a large stake from her pocket and began twirling it care free in her hands as she was beginning to get bored. Concentrating on twirling the stake, she only took an occasional glance at her surroundings, not really paying much attention, as all she could see were trees and grass. After five minutes of playing with it, she placed the stake down beside her and began humming the tune to 'Always' by Bon Jovi. She got lost in the rhythm and was soon in a world of her own, not hearing the rustle of leaves in front of her. A bush in front of her slowly began to part, revealing a tall and muscle bound vampire, his eyes glowing, and froth forming at the corner of his mouth at the prospect of his next meal. Madison appeared completely oblivious to the stranger as she sat with her eyes closed, drumming her hands on her knees. The vampire grinned with anticipation and began sneaking towards her, balling his hands into fists, sweat pouring down his forehead. Just before he could reach her, he made the mistake of stepping on a large twig, and in the complete silence around the graveyard, it sounded like the large crack of a gun. Madison's head snapped up and noticed the vampire in front of her. Grabbing the stake, she leapt off the step she had been sitting on and crashed into him. The impact was supposed to have knocked him down, but it only made him stagger to the side before regaining his balance. Grabbing Madison by the neck, he flung her with ease against a tree several feet behind him. She hit it with an oomph, the wind temporarily knocked out of her. Looking up at the advancing vampire, she realized that she had an advantage. He was strong, but he was also big so moved slower and with less grace. She was smaller than him, was quick and spry, so all she had to do was avoid his attacks and eventually get him into a position where she could stake him. Rolling quickly to her left, she leapt up just before the vampire's fist could connect with her face. He let out a roar and clumsily spun around to face her. Pulling his arm back, he tried hitting her in the stomach, only for her to duck out of the way and avoid it. Every punch he tried throwing at her after that missed, so he eventually became angrier and opted to try and get her off her feet instead. Just as he crouched down and kicked out his leg, she back flipped and landed a round - house kick directly to the side of his face. As he staggered back in shock for a moment, Madison dug into her pocket, only to realize that she had left her stake on the mausoleum step. Just as she made a run for it, the vampire's hand seemed to come out of nowhere and grabbed her leg. He pulled as hard as he could and she fell onto her chest, kicking out blindly with her free leg. Grabbing that one too, he pulled her closer until he was perched over her back. Roughly turning her around at the last minute, she lay on her back, looking up into his repulsive face. Struggling furiously underneath his bulk was no use as he had completely pinned down. His hands were wrapped tightly around her wrists, and the veins in his arm were bulging out grotesquely. Eyeing her with a look of contempt, he began talking, as was the tradition with most vampires before they went in for the kill.

"I can tell the world that I drank from a slayer who put up a pathetic fight. I'll be known as the slayer of slayers, vampires all over will bow down before me and whisper my name in fear..."

His rambling gave Madison time to think of an action plan. Jerking her head up, it connected with the vampire's nose with a sickening crack. Letting out a howl of pain, he pulled back and his hands rose immediately up to his bloody face. This gave Madison enough legroom to wriggle out slightly from underneath him. After eventually pulling her legs free from underneath him, she pulled them back and kicked him directly in the stomach. This caused him to fly back a few meters, which was all Madison needed. Quickly getting up, she ran at full speed towards the mausoleum steps and grabbed her stake. Pulling it back in her right arm, she shouted at the bewildered vampire writhing on the ground in pain.

"Monologuing is something you DO NOT do when fighting with a slayer you ugly house of horrors reject!"

Just as she was about to throw her arm forward, there was a rumbling above them and a merciless downpour of rain began to fall. Through the thick torrent of the rain, her vision of the vampire was blurred slightly, so she didn't notice him leaping up and charging towards her. It was only when he let out a battle cry when she hastily shoved the stake forward, not seeing what was going on. She felt the stake pushing through his chest and breathed a silent sigh of relief. Moments later, he crumpled to the ground as a pile of dust, the rain washing it all away. Shaking her already soaking wet hair out of her face, Madison rammed the stake back into her pocket and began running away from the mausoleum, head down, the collar of her coat upturned to try and keep her neck warm. She ran past the small gathering of trees and eventually began dodging the gravestones. Wanting desperately to get back home to the warmth of her apartment, she pushed her legs as hard as they could go, only for her to skid to an immediate halt near an open grave. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she was shivering all over. It wasn't because of the rain; it was something else, something watching over her, something un-natural. She crossed her arms and looked all around her. Nothing. There was nothing around her but graves and withering flowers. Shaking her head, she took a step back only to bang into something. Her heart began pounding furiously in her chest, and she let out a small gasp. Turning around on the spot, she was staring into a pair of dark blue eyes. The same ones from her dream. Her breathing became rapid when the man in front of her smiled. It looked like an attempt at a warm and welcoming smile, but there was something behind it, something wicked...

"Hello Madison," he whispered. His voice was the same deep and thickly accented voice from her dream, and every syllable caused a pang of fear to rip through her chest. Never taking her eyes off his, she began to slowly step away. He extended an arm and gently took her hand.

"You have nothing to be afraid of and you know that." As he spoke, Madison felt inclined to get closer to him. No harm in it really, just a few steps...

"I've been looking forward to meeting you in person. You've haunted my dreams for so long now, I had to meet you." One more step, it can't hurt...

"I saw your fighting. Very impressive, you are smart and agile, just as I suspected a slayer to be." No no, not close enough, one more step, come on, just one more...

By now, Madison and the stranger stood a few mere inches apart, his hand still clasped in hers. He looked down at her in the same way a teenager would gaze lovingly at his girlfriend. Only, it wasn't like that entirely. He seemed to radiate love, passion and lust, but at the same time there was a distant look in his eye, like a father tenderly gazing down at his little girl as she played with her toys. This was what intrigued her the most, and she gazed up at him not knowing what to say or feel. It took her a few seconds to realise that the man standing in front of her appeared to be completely dry, almost like the rain had been bouncing off an invisible force - field around him. This roused her curiosity, so she asked him a question, one she had wanted to know the answer to for a while now.

"Who are you?" she whispered, her voice shaking slightly.

Taking his free hand, he slowly swept the hair off her face and placed it on her hip when he was finished.

"I'm sorry, my arrogance really does get the best of me sometimes, I just assumed you'd know. I am Count Vladislaus Dracula."

It took a second for the revelation to sink in for Madison. She was completely dumbfounded. Here, standing in front of her and holding her gently in his arms was the most famous and legendary vampire of all time. However, in a strange way, it didn't surprise her, it felt like she had been expecting him all of her life and he was finally there. All sense of her slayer responsibilities seemed to drop away from her as she looked up at him. The sound of the rain pounding down seemed to die away, and the world around them seemed to disappear until only they were left standing. Her bottom lip began trembling slightly as she opened her mouth to talk to him.

"Y-you're not going to, to kill me are you?"

Shaking his head, he pulled her closer and began whispering into her ear.

"No, of course not. I would never harm you. It is a change Madison, a wonderful and glorious change, it feels amazing, almost like being re-born. I'm going to give it to you Madison; I'll give you everything you've ever wanted. I'll give you the world itself, and we shall spend eternity together, and you shall finally be happy..."

His last words were barely audible as his voice was filled with lust, but she had caught most of it. She felt his arm moving from her hip around to the base of her back, therefore holding her up. He kissed her cheek and moved towards her neck, all the while smothering her skin with his soft lips. Madison moaned in content and obediently cocked her head to the side, knowing what was coming, but feeling powerless to stop it. As he pulled back and opened his mouth, sharp fangs began to grow out of nowhere, growing longer and longer. Just as he was about to move in, Madison could feel his middle section jerking forward and he let out a cry of pain. Pushing her away from him, she landed roughly on the wet grass. Looking up at him, she saw all of the feelings he had conveyed to her earlier immediately fall away as he gazed furiously at a shadow standing about fifteen meters away. Squinting her eyes through the sheet of rain and darkness, she couldn't make him out. However, he stepped forward and was illuminated under a bolt of lightning. Madison gasped in shock. He was wearing a long and worn black green leather coat that flowed out behind him in the wind. Underneath that, he wore a green ribbed turtleneck, black pants and black combat boots. A large black green hat sat atop of his head, casting his face in shadow. Despite that, she noticed the brown wavy hair that sat to just above his shoulders. Madison recognized this man; she had often come across him in her history lessons with David. Not quite believing her luck, she breathed his name, her voice still shaking.

"Van Helsing?"

A/N: Hah! There see? I told you there'd be more in this chapter! Ending on cliffies rock don't they? Leaves you readers gagging for more!!! Muhahahahaaaaaaa.... So um yeah, you know what to do. Click on the button and review (hey, that kinda rhymes! Cool!)