Forever- Part 21- The Right Hand of God

Author: Sparkling-Diva

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Romance/Drama/Minor humor

Pairing: Gabriel and Anna

Feedback: Please! Thanks!

Summary: What if Anna hadn't really died? Would the family live on for generations and generations more to come?

Warning: Major Spoilers! So beware…

Disclaimers: All characters and stuff belong to Stephen Sommers, Bram Stoker, Universal, and a bunch of other people that aren't me. Bah humbug! Oh, Emma, Abraham, and one I shall be introducing now belong to me but no one else. Hmph.

Author's Note: Well, everyone. This idea was too hard for me to give up so I decided to put it in. I hope everyone doesn't mind it and can let me know what they think in the reviews. Also I'm glad to hear that you liked the fact that Dracula came back. He is so cuddily! LOL!

The hideous man shielded away form the crowd. He hid himself in a cape and walked forward.

A long time ago, he had plans for a better life but none of that was to ever occur.

He seeked help.

He was an outcast set apart from society to never live the normal life that he planned to live.

He was now in the capital city of Rome.

Vatican City.

He had hope that the Cardinal he had heard of would help.

With a rosary in one hand and a bible in the other, he moved forward towards the great church.

Passing mini-roads and alleys, he continued forward.

Then he heard a noise.

He turned around carefully and was shocked to see a boy in rags walking up the alley.

"Help…" he struggled.

He couldn't have been more than 10 years old.

The man had to help the boy. He couldn't possibly just leave him there.

"I don't want to scare you," the cloaked figure said, "I want to help you."

"I…I trust you."

"What is your name?"

"I don't know."

"I'm heading off to the Vatican Church. Maybe there they can help you. I'll take you."

"Thank you kind sir," he looked up and stared towards the man's gruesome face.

"You shouldn't have looked," the man said turning away.

"I don't fear you. We should only fear the unknown and as far as I can tell you mean no harm and are of the good kind. Why should I fear that?"

The cloaked figure helped raise him up. He noticed a strange medallion hanging around the boy's neck.

"What is this?"

"I don't know."

The gruesome man stared down to see the sign of a dragon.

Gasping, the little boy noticed and said is everything, alright?"

"Yes. C'mon. Let's go."

"What can I call you?" Cardinal Jinette asked the sad cloaked figure.

"Frank. I prefer it much more than a monster made by my father Victor Frankenstein."

"You are good. Gabriel, Anna, and Carl have told me so much about you."

Frank's eyes lit up. "Are they here? Are they well?"

"They are well. But they are not here. They currently reside in Transylvania along with Gabriel and Anna's children, Emma and Abraham. They last visited nearly two year ago.

"Children?" the creature asked surprised. He guessed that he was right after all. There definitely was a romance between the two of them.

"Yes. Times pass don't they?"

"Anyway, I want to thank you again for allowing me here. It's nice to know that no one fears me and accepts me as I am here in the Vatican."

"You are no less special than anyone else but another one of God's creatures. Don't let anyone tell you different."

"Father! Come quick!" a monk said running into the room.

"What is it?"

"Two things. One, the boy and two, there seems to be an urgent telegram from Transylvania."

"I'm coming. Frank, you come too."

They quickly ran towards the boy who was lying still.

"What's wrong?"

"Look!"

The cardinal looked down to the medallion.

"The dragon!" the monk yelled. "He bares the sign of the knights of the Holy Order!"

"My heavens," the Cardinal said. He flipped it around to read the name in Latin.

"Michael…" he whispered in shock as Frank just stared with curiosity.

"Here is the telegram," another monk said, "Supposidly, a local villager noticed strange occurrences happening in Castle Frankenstein and Castle Dracula. Others have noticed this too. There has been no activity there in over 10 years!"

"Dear, God!" the Cardinal mumbled under his breath. "The lord works in mysterious ways. Frank, I need to have a serious talk with you."

HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!