Prologue
"She's dead…" Carl said in disbelief. He staggered backwards and just stared at the scene before him. Van Helsing was still a werewolf. He only realized that he killed someone important afterwards. He killed Anna. He killed his love. He then grabbed hold of the syringe that held the antidote that was injected into him and he yanked it out of his abdomen.
Gently lifting Anna from the couch she lay lifelessly on, he howled mournfully. That howl became a human cry of sadness and pain as he transformed back into his human body. Van Helsing looked into Anna's face. Her face grew cold and pale and he knew that she was forever gone.
The victory of killing Dracula was dimmed by this event. Why did she have to die? Why couldn't she live with him for all eternity? It just didn't seem fair. It didn't seem right. She didn't deserve to die. She deserved to live, of course. She was a strong, independent woman that he was appealed to… and she was dead.
Following Anna's mournful death was a cremation. Van Helsing brought her to the sea for this occasion. Carl blessed her and then let Van Helsing let the torch's fire light the pyre. As he did this, he and Carl saw the Frankenstein monster row away from them and to a new life.
A new life… that's it. He needed to get a new life. But he couldn't. As the Left Hand of God, he could not abandon his duty. He needed to stay and vanquish the evil on this earth. That's what he was put on earth for and that's what he must do forever… no matter how much he wanted to stop.
He turned around to face the sea his beloved so desperately wished to see. That's when he noticed a face smiling down on him. It was Anna and her family. They welcomed her to heaven and gathered round her to thank her. She looked at him once again and smiled. The scene disappeared and only her face was seen. A single tear rolled down her cheek and she gave Van Helsing one last smile before she faded away.
'Don't worry, Anna. You'll be happy. I'll find you again someday. This I promise. For now, stay in heaven and be happy.' Van Helsing vowed to himself and to Anna.