Author/Banshee Queen: "I loved writing this chapter, describing how Aleera saw herself wither. In the movie we visually saw her reaction, but we did not know how she truly felt, so here is my interpretation of that."
Disclaimer: "I don't own anything of Van Helsing."
Chapter 6: My Death Was Nigh
The Princess flipped in mid-air and grabbed hold of another torn cable. Quite good for a mortal, but not good enough for a vampire with wings.
I bore down upon Anna, making her loose her grip on the cable, sending her bouncing back and forth from among the night-black pillars. She fell again finally landing on a slanted ledge.
My wings folded into the long trailing sleeves which usually hung loose around my arms, Anna backed away from me, both of us saturated with the icy rain coming down in torrents. A look of worry and tiredness splayed across her creamy features. She would receive no pity from me.
"Anna my love, it is your blood that shall keep me beautiful. What do you think of that?"
Suddenly something plunged right through my ribcage…
…Into my heart.
I looked down and saw a flash of silver glint off something imbedded in my chest. My eyes locked with Anna's and in that single moment I knew my death was nigh.
A hollow screech of death foretold escaped my o-shaped mouth. I recoiled scratching vainly at the stake centered in my heart. My skin rippled, bubbled into a gangly green shade, the curse of all vampires' death consuming me whole.
My scream was carried on the night breeze…
…All the way to the halls of Purgatory.
Only one remained…
Author/Banshee Queen: "Please review! I would never normally ask, but this chapter honestly deserves a review! Next stop...Purgatory."