A/N: is crying I'm so (sniff) sorry to announce that this is the final… (sniff) chapter that I will be posting till I get more reviews. (Bursts into tears) I hope you all sniff enjoy this chapter (cries) read (sniff) review (sniff) but most importantly enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Naza, and the mark of the moon.


Naza stood up and lunged at Van Helsing,

The feeling of sharpness returned. He tried to ignore it as he pulled out his tojo blades for protection, he had no proof that she was evil just yet he only had proof that she was determined.

Naza stopped right in front of him and looked up to the ceiling, Gabriel followed her gaze.

She was looking at a hole in the ceiling made to let smoke out from the fire pit and directly through that hole stood the most terrifying thing he had ever seen,

The waxing moon.

Naza howled a sad song to the moon, full of emotion.

The monster hunters ears rang in pain of the terrible song, something was trying to brake free from inside of him, trying to join in the singing. Luckily it wasn't yet powerful enough to brake free. Van Helsing covered his ears to try and block out the song, but to no avail.

Fighting to maintain control Van dropped on his knees

"NOOOOOOO!" he cried,

Then he passed out and all the pain flooded from him as the beast subsided within him


The monster hunter woke up in a room of mirrors one on each side, Van Helsing stood up rapidly and looked for a way out, no use the room was made entirely of mirrors and if he tried to shatter them, glass would cut him to ribbons

"Am I dreaming?" he thought as he started to calm down, his thoughts seemed to echo through the room

When he finally considered the room to be safe he took a closer look at the mirrors.

The one directly in front of him had his own reflection starring back at him but something was different about it, he looked at it for a moment ant then it hit him, his reflection was slowly changing into a where-wolf.

A flutter of panic rushed through him as he looked at his hands, witch his reflection now had a thick layer of fuzz on…

No fur.

A sigh of relief escaped him as he looked at the other mirrors.

The one behind him was totally black, wile to one to his left seemed to have shadows running back and forth across it, and the one to his right was probably the only normal mirror there.

So he sat down and watched himself transforming in the mirror in front of him.

Several minuets passed by until something touched his shoulder, witch he grabbed imedently with the intent of throwing whoever or whatever it was right in front of him. Luckily it was a human hand witch held no fear of him witch meant, it was ether friend or great foe,

Deciding that it was friend Van Helsing looked over his shoulder to find Naza starring down at him with a friendly simile.

"Now what are you doing watching that old thing?" she asked, " I thought by now that you would have been long gone," she said

"I would have 'been long gone' if I could leave…. How did you get in here any way?" Van Helsing asked as he resumed watching his reflection.

Naza didn't respond. Gabriel didn't expect her to ether so he wasn't disappointed. Instead she just walked over to the Mirror to his right and touched it.

As soon as she touched the mirror, ripples flowed from her fingertips like she had just disturbed still water; Van Helsing stood up ready for whatever might happen.

All that happened was that her reflection in the mirror had changed from Naza to an 8-ft tall white where-wolf,

"Well I'll be going now… see you later!" Naza said as she walked through the mirror and away into the never-ending darkness of the mirror.

Van Helsing charged after her through the Mirror and suddenly…

He woke up.

"Believe me now?" came a familiar voice.

Van Helsing slowly sat up to find a dying fire and Naza staring at him in amusement from a soft pile of hey a good few paces away. The monster hunter was weary and wasn't in the mood for humor. He didn't reply, but Naza got the picture and rolled over in her own little pile of hey and pulled a blanket over her head and fell asleep.

Gabriel laid back down and closed his eyes

"What a day" he thought as he fell into an uneasy sleep beneath the light of the waxing moon.


A/N: well I hope that you all enjoyed (sniffle) the last chapter for what I think might be (sniffle) a vary long time.