Reincarnation
If Dracula cheated death once, he can do it again! This time there are a few catches, but Dracula uses them to his advantage in order to rekindle his long lost relationship with Van Helsing. VH/D
Van Helsing sprang off the bed and gaped at Dracula like he was crazy.
"What! You're insane! There's no way…"
"Be quiet!" Dracula snapped. "We were. As soon as I get my physical body back, I'll show you. I will be able to awaken your memories. For now, you'll have to do with my own memories."
"Don't bother." Van Helsing snapped. "I won't believe you. I murdered you in the past. I cut off your finger. And in Transylvania, you tried time and time again to kill me." Dracula smirked.
"You did not murder me, per say. You killed me, yes. But only because you had no choice. I may I remind you that as a vampire, I felt no emotion? Nothing. I did not care about the past, as I could not feel anything for you. I still don't. I am a spirit. That is why I am staying with you. I am curious to find out, once I have feelings, if I still love you. "
"This is madness!" Van Helsing cried, holding his head. "I love Anna! You had three wives!"
"You point being?"
"Neither of us is attracted to men!"
"Maybe you are repressing it." Van Helsing glowered at him.
"I hate you. I could never have loved you." Dracula chuckled.
"And yet you did. You initiated our little affair. You said I was the most beautiful creature you had ever seen. Coming from an angel, that meant quite a bit." Dracula smirked at the confused and fearful look on Van Helsing's face. "It was at a party in my Castle. The Halloween masquerade ball, as it were. I had just toasted my engagement to a young woman called Karrisa Melin. I didn't love her. It was a monetary arrangement. I wanted her money. She wanted my power." Dracula shrugged. "After the toast I retreated to my room. I saw no point in boring myself any more with the ball. When I stood on the balcony of my room, everything turned a bright white. And then I saw you." Van Helsing was keeping strangely quiet. He was listening with a terrified look on his face, desperately trying to remember himself. "When the light disappeared, you looked at me…and I remember feeling so exposed. Like I was being looked at for the first time." Dracula paused, and laughed. "It is good that I don't yet have feelings. Telling you this would probably be very embarrassing." Van Helsing looked away. He still didn't believe this. All the hate he still harboured for Dracula still filled him. It was madness to think of him ever taking an interest in the demon. He had caused so much pain. But then again, in the time Dracula was talking about, he hadn't caused that pain yet.
"As I was saying. You started walking towards me and I was frozen to the spot. You asked me if I knew who you were. I said no. Instead of answering, you kissed me…"
"STOP!" Dracula raised a brow at Van Helsing's outburst. "Stop right there! I don't want to hear this!" the door to the room opened once again, going right through Dracula. Carl walked in, looking around.
"Who are you talking to?" he asked.
"N,no one. Please, go away Carl." Carl frowned, but left. When the door closed again, Van Helsing sighed. He looked at Dracula with apprehension. "I refuse to believe you."
"I will show you once I get my body back."
"It still makes no sense. Why did I….if what you say is true…why did I fall for you? What happened? Why did I have to kill you?" Dracula rolled his eyes.
"Well I was telling you but you started shouting." Van Helsing rubbed his eyes, sighing.
"There's no use in you telling me. I won't believe it anyway."
"When I get my body back…"
"Yes yes you keep saying that! But how!"
"I'll be able to unlock your memories. But you have to let me. I'm the only one who can. That is how your god made it. He sent you here to Rome because he had a life fighting evil mapped out for you. And as I was evil, he knew you would never let me do what was necessary to unlock your memories."
"Which is what?" Dracula smirked.
"You'll see." Van Helsing sighed.
"When will you get your body back?"
"I'm not sure."
"Wonderful…you think I can protect you if you suddenly appear infront of the armed guard who are taking me to England!"
"Oh you're going to protect me now are you?" Dracula asked, looking amused. Van Helsing scowled.
"I just want my memories back."
"You sure feelings aren't being rekindled?"
"Never! If it weren't for you Anna would still be alive!"
"You killed her."
"You sent the werewolf after me that bit me!"
"You were careless."
"You're evil…"
"So were you." Van Helsing stopped.
"No…I was the left hand of God…"
"And you hated it. I was your rebellion against God. Why else do you think you took an interest in someone who worshiped the devil?" Van Helsing sighed.
"Just…leave me alone…I need to sleep…"
"Fine by me."
Van Helsing woke up early the next morning. For a few minutes, everything was perfect. He was still content in the last seconds of sleep, and the world was perfect. No pain, no death, no Dracula.
"I know you're awake Gabriel." Van Helsing jolted, sitting bolt upright. Dracula was hovering over by the small window. It wasn't really a window, since they were underground. It was a tunnel with mirrors in the right places to show the scenery outside. "I haven't been out in the sun for so long…" he murmured. Van Helsing sighed, lying back down.
"Are you awake in there?" a voice called.
"Yes, I'm awake."
"Good, because we're going soon." And Van Helsing heard footsteps leading away from his door.
"Are we going by sea?" Dracula asked.
"You can't go." Van Helsing snapped, frowning.
"Oh, so you want me to stay here to be steaked through the heart? A human heart?" Van Helsing sighed wearily. He stood up, not saying a word, and left. Dracula took this as a signal to follow, smirking.
After another quick briefing from Carl – which proved useless since he had no idea how Van Helsing could get the portrait away from Dorian Gray – Van Helsing left the Order. He was to ride to the nearest port and meet a man called Krace, who had a ship bound for England. He looked back at Dracula as they exited the Order into the sun. The count closed his eyes, a genuine smile lighting up his face. Van Helsing blinked in shock, realizing the look made him quite attractive. He pushed these thoughts away fiercely.
"Sunlight…I only wish I could feel it."
"Dracula, how are you going to follow me to the port? You can't ride a horse like that." Dracula raised a brow.
"Just go. I can teleport to you once you are there." Van Helsing didn't question this. He needed some time away from the vampire before he lost his mind. He mounted the horse and sped off, eager to put some distance between himself and Dracula.
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