Gabriel's past

by vanity is my name

A funny take on what Gabriel was like before the movie and how he ended up with Dracula's ring and all that fun stuff. At least I think it's funny...COMPLETE

4. The End of the story

A/n: GAH! Sorry its taken so long. I could've sworn that I updated. Anyway, I don't own VanHelsing or any of the characters

Meanwhile, 3 monks emerged from the church in the Vatican searching for the source of the thud, only to find a handsome brown haired man laying on his back. They hurried over to him and began to question him seeing that he was awake.

"Who are you?"

"Where are you from?"

Why are you laying in horse dung?" Gabriel looked at them, tears filling his eyes.

"I am Gabriel." he answered quietly.

"Where are you from?"

"I can't remember. I don't remember anything about being a fallen angel because I was caught with the worst of the damned undead souls. Also because I got this ring as a token of friendship between Dracula and I. And because I don't remember I shall become sullen and miserable, never laughing." He frowned.

"Well, if you don't remember, then we won't remind you. In fact we will make a vanquisher of evil out of you."

"Does that mean that I'll be ridiculously ruggedly handsome, work with ridiculously cool weapons and wear ridiculous amounts of leather festooned with silver crucifixes?" VanHelsing asked excitedly.

"That's ridiculous!" the monk answered. "We would never make you wear ridiculous amounts of leather festooned with silver crucifixes. Only 20 pounds, and the crucifixes are plastic!"

"Sweet!" VanHelsing yelled. Then, remembering that he was supposed to be sullen and miserable, he frowned.

HA! It is complete. By the way, you do know that this is the real Vanity Is My Namw, right? It's not Gem. Anywho, thanx for reading and try some of my other stories. And never forget to review!