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A Deep Longing
Van Helsing woke up in a daze. It looked like he was in a tower. The sun looked like it was about to set. Had he really been out that long? He looked around to examine his surroundings. He was bound tightly. The tower was wet and gloomy. How am I going to get out of this one, he thought to himself. He tried to get the restraints off but the harder he tried the tighter the restraints seemed to get. "Damn!" he said aloud. He knew he didn't have much time before Dracula woke up. "Well look who's finally awake", said a voice in the background. "My master will be pleased." A dark figure appeared around the door. It was Igor. "You just wait once I get out of here I am going to smash your little head in." Igor laughed and said, "Yeah, if you ever get out of there. My master and his brides are not finished with you yet." Igor then turned around and walked down the hallway laughing.
Dracula's brides, he thought to himself. He had remembered the word that Verona had shouted just before he was taken. What was that all about? Why would a bride of his enemy spare his life? What was strange was he felt as if she had meant what she said. He felt as if she had really wanted him alive. But why? The more he thought about it the more familiar Verona seemed to him. How could he know her if he had only met her once before when he killed Marishka? He looked out the small slit of the tower and saw the sun fall behind the trees. Then in the background, he heard the awakening of the vampires.
Verona had come out of a deep sleep. It took a moment for her to remember the actions of the night before. What was she going to do? Surly her master suspected something when she asked to spare Van Helsing's life. Did Van Helsing hear this? What would he think if he knew of the deep love that she felt for him? She couldn't help but think that this love was some how familiar to her. She had felt this love before, but where? She grew nervous just thinking about her situation. Was she to betray her master or pursue Van Helsing? She was utterly torn. She wanted to go hide somewhere where no one could find her.
Aleera woke up furious. She was still in a rage from the night before. She flew about the room knocking down anything she could. Why should the master listen to Verona? Verona has clearly lost her judgment. Why would she want Van Helsing alive? She doesn't even like him…or does she? No, she thought to herself. Wait, this could be Verona's undoing. If she could convince the count that Verona had betrayed him maybe, he would dispose of her. But then the question lingered in the back of her mind, why would Verona like a man who kills her own kind?
The count was asking himself the same question, why would Verona want the human alive? Could it be? No, he thought to himself, it was impossible. He then concluded that Verona had some wicked plan of how to kill Van Helsing. Yes, that had to be it. "Come my brides." He yelled. Aleera arrived first with Verona not to far behind. "Yes, master?" said Aleera as she glared at Verona. Why is she looking at me like that Verona thought to herself. No, she couldn't know, could she? "Come closer my brides", said the count. He first embraced Aleera and then Verona. Verona was hurt by this gesture. Usually she was the first to see the count. "I know you did not feed last night so maybe you should do so tonight. We will go out together." "Yes master I am hungry", said Aleera. "And you Verona?" the count asked. "No thanks, after last night I would like to stay here. I mean, if that is ok with you master." The count got an odd look on his face and said, "Very well. We will be back." Then they flew out of the castle. Verona did not like giving the satisfaction of going alone with the master to Aleera, but she just has to see him. She had to see Van Helsing.
She walked to the tower carefully and quietly, she did not want that creep Igor seeing her. Even to Verona Igor was a creep. She walked silently up the stairs. Once she got nearer to the top, she grabbed a torch off the wall so she could see up the dark narrow stairs. She reached the tower door and looked in. There he was sitting on the floor all tied up. She longed to talk to him but she couldn't bring herself to walk in. From the inside, Van Helsing could see a dark outline outside of the door. Who was it? He thought to himself. He was then overcome by a strange feeling. Was the outline that of Verona? Was she going to come in? For some reason he actually wanted her to come in. he wanted to get some answers. Now both figures on either side of the door longed for each other.
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