Ok here is chapter 29, hope you all enjoy!

MusikVibe- Glad you like it. (Happy Dance) You almost cried? Awww (hugs for sad reviewer) well… Its back up! Enjoy!

Catalina Tavington- Ooooo you're disobeying your parents for ME? This is the BEST moment of my life… well one of the many. I have this thing with leading people astray… heheh… I know, FFnet is annoying… pishaw

Kaiya- you're welcome for putting you up. I like to talk to people (especially reviewers) so this is my way… Heheh the juicy bits may come sooner than expected as my friends at school are bothering me to write one. So, keep your sockies on.

Kokoro Okami- Heheh, well I had a feeling you would read the sequel, though my friends have been pestering me to write a slash scene anyway.

Dracula: Ha! Alcohol (diabolical laughter) Ahem... I haven't had anything like this in a few hundred years.

Napoleon: (Dry voice) So it would seem.

Ok, that's it for you two (hides the rest under biology book) Ya, it is sad that Gabriel doesn't trust Drac that much… aw well… he may eventually. Eh Piet and Nils will be gone eventually… Ya…

Ya, I also thought about putting in a make out scene in the chapter… sorry.

Ah… ok in centimeters… hmmm… he's about 175.26 centimeters. Ya…

1ft 30.48 centimeters… I think

Actually I was in Florida for my grandmother's funeral so it was sad. (But we knew it was coming and she died peacefully so it was ok)

And thank you for keeping an eye on my pets – er friends. No they weren't too drunk… except Napoleon had a major hangover when he woke up…

Ok thanks for reviewing and I hope you enjoy ze chapter.

Annoying Battle Scenes
The door clicked softly as Carl entered the darkened room. Only one candle was lit and it was down to its last inch. Van was asleep on the bed and Dracula was sitting at the desk (it's in front of the window) writing in a small leather bound book.

Carl didn't say anything as he looked around. There was no sound except the scratch of the fountain pen on paper.

"You can sit down Monk." Dracula said without looking up, only a pause in his fervent writing announced that he knew anyone was there. Carl shuffled across the room and sat down on the bed, causing it to creak loudly.

"How long have you been here?" He asked. He could see the silhouette of the vampire shrug, ruffling clothing as he did so.

"A while… it was dusk when we arrived."

"Back so early?" Carl was honestly shocked; he had expected Van to scourge the town till early morning hours.

"… We were attacked on the outskirts of the town. A Valkyrie of course. Van came back, which is smart for him. He is already wounded and doesn't need anymore stress." Dracula then bent back over and began to write. Carl sighed as he undressed and dawned fresh night clothes which had been provided by the inn. Once lying in bed he found himself struggling to fall asleep. His mind kept churning from the recent events… and conflicts.

We are in Norway… finally. But, I don't know… I guess I'm still getting over what Van told me… He sighed and rolled over, facing the wall instead of the ceiling. And that guy… the one Andre? Andor… Angora? No that's the giantess lady… Andor… yes that was it. He didn't seem right, or more or less feel right… Well who am I to judge?

"Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven"

Carl sighed and forced his eyes closed; he could still here Dracula writing. What is he writing?

Forgive and you will be forgiven… Dracula said something like that didn't he?

"Does God judge people?"

"No…."

"Does he forgive people and understand them?"

"…Yes"

That was it… he is so, annoying! So perfect… well not really, at least I can find salvation in heaven… I think.

A small scowl formed on Carl's lips.

Maybe Van is right about him… maybe he isn't such a bad guy…

Should I tell the church? They should know… or maybe not, I don't know…

He felt sleep coming (finally) and gladly let the things drop from his mind and the constant scratch on paper lulled him to sleep.

Clanging resounded through the town. Cow bells, pans, horseshoes, anything metal, socks, etc. Van groaned as he slowly came to. What the hell is that noise? He thought as he sat up and rubbed his temples.

"What is going on?" He mumbled. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, not really wanting t hem to burn when light hit them.

"I don't know, but apparently it was something big, people are running out of houses with swords and pitchforks." Dracula reported as he leaned out the window.

"What's going on?" He called down to a passing lady who had three children clinging to her. She looked around in surprise then glanced up, after she located Dracula she replied. Apparently the Valkyrie where attacking and everyone was going to battle, at least the men were.

Dracula turned from the window to face Van and Carl. "We should go help them." He said as he attached his sheath to his waist. Van nodded, finally awake.

"So, where exactly are they attacking?" Van asked as he pulled on his cloak and boots. Dracula gave him a wry smile.

"Follow the crowd Helsing, follow the crowd." He then turned his heel and walked out of the room. Van sighed and shook his head as he too walked out of the room with Carl trailing behind.

They soon caught up with a majority of the people and started to ask around.

"Excuse me, sir! Sir!" Dracula called to the man in front of him. After a few more pokes the barrel bodied man turned around.

"Vhat?" He asked as he continued forward giving little regard to the people in front of him.

"Um… where are we going." The man shrugged and gave a vague gesture to the crowd.

"Vhere ever they're going." He answered then turned back around. Dracula nodded slowly.

"Right…" He said as he turned to Van hopping he at least got the general location of the place they were heading.

"Nothing." The monster hunter said. Dracula nodded silently. A few minutes later Carl emerged from the thick of the crowd, dirt and hay clung to his clothes.

"We are heading towards the east gate." He said. "Apparently there are about ten Valkyrie and one of them is wounded."

The two nodded but kept their expressions poker blank.

Finally the crowd arrived at what looked like ground zero. Houses and stores had crumbled to the ground, 4x4's sticking up out of the pile. Blood coated some parts of the ground and the thick stench of death filled the air. Guns where going off and the unmistakable sound of swords clashing rang through the air.

"Ye humans don't deserve to live!" Cried one of the Valkyrie as she swooped down upon three kids, taking two of them up and smashing them against the rubble. Their heads split open and blood oozed out onto the ground. Their bodies lay twisted on the rubble.

The Valkyrie let out an ear splitting laugh as she made a dive for a mother and her children.

Well, that wasn't the plan for the day (according to Dracula, Van, and Carl at least) The Valkyrie's face showed her confusion as she halted in mid air. A pair of arms gripped her tightly and swung her into the rubble on top of the dead kids. Her back made a cracking sound as her body bent backwards. She lay there not moving, thick blue black blood trailed out of her mouth, making it look like someone had filled her mouth with tar.

The other Valkyrie's screamed in rage and they attacked with greater ferocity. More people fell, their bodies twisting and arching in pain.

Van shot as many as he could, but it seemed his arrows didn't hurt them at all. The Valkyrie merely looked startled upon impact then quickly removed the arrows and tossed them aside. Much like Dracula's brides did.

A sudden pain split through Dracula's arm. He glanced down to find a Valkyrie clinging to him. Her nails digging into his flesh. He could feel them tearing through nerves, arteries, and eventually bone. The Valkyrie had no time to realize what happened. One minute she was causing this… thing… immense pain the next thing she knew her head was being severed form her body.

Dracula slowly transformed back into his human form as he landed on the ground. Van quickly ran over, his face full of concern.

"You ok?" He asked as he pried at Dracula's clothes.

"I'm fine." He said, though he couldn't hide a grimace as he tried to move his arm. Van scowled and moved to stop him.

"Remember last time you were attacked by these things, you didn't heal like you normally did. Anyway I want you to go find cover till this is over. Carl and I can handle ourselves." Dracula glared at Van but didn't say anything, till he noticed Van's shoulder. He could see the darkened patch of fabric over his wound.

"You're shoulder re-opened." He stated, turning to inspect it more closely.

"No, it didn't, I got nailed there a while back… about a half hour into it." He said as he went back to his business of trying to find a place for Dracula to ride out the rest of the battle. He sighed as he noticed the disapproving scowl on the Count's face.

"I will be fine Dracula." He said as he dragged him into an empty fabric store. (The owner was out fighting the Valkyrie with a pair of scissors and the family sword.) Once Van got Dracula situated and convinced that he would be fine (that took a while) he rejoined the fight.

It waged on for a better half of the day, as afternoon turned to dusk Van noticed the Valkyrie retreating to the mountains. Finally the place was empty of the enemy. Not even the corps where left (people claimed that the Valkyrie took them with them)

Van hurried along the streets, trying to remember where in the seven hells the store was that Dracula was in. He cursed himself as he felt the pain in his arm grow worse as he round another corner to find a dead end.

"Why don't we ask for directions?" Carl finally suggested as the two took a small but much needed rest. Van nodded in resign as he watched the friar go off to question the nearest person. After asking a few people and finally finding one that spoke English (even though Carl and Van would be speaking Italian as they are from Italy) he asked them where a fabric store was. (He did include a description of it) Finally, after a bit of arm waving Carl figured out where to go. He then motioned to Van to follow him, Van of course, followed dutifully of not a bit thankfully.

About fifteen minutes later they arrived at the shop to find Dracula being tended to by Nils.

"Thank you." Van said as he entered the shop. Nils looked up and smiled.

"You're velcome." Nils said as he finished the final wrapping. "I don't think he vas hurt to badly… It should mend soon."

Van nodded in thanks again he walked over to Dracula. "You ok?" He asked. Dracula nodded the glared at Van.

"Get Nils to look at your shoulder… " Van shook his head and took a half step back.

"I'm fine, really I am." He said with earnestness. (Or what he hopped was earnestness)

Dracula gave him the ya-right look and pulled him over to Nils.

"Look at his shoulder, he was bitten by a wolf thing before this so you might be fixing to wounds." Nils nodded then motioned for Van to take off his coat and shirt. After that he peered at the wound. After a bit of prodding and pondering Nils concluded that the knife had gone trough the deltoideus. Apparently that was a good thing and they should be thankful because it could have been worse (A torn ligament or such) He also said that the bite had healed pretty well and that the mutt must have had one hell of a large head. With that statement Van, Carl, and Dracula exchanged uneasy looks, whether Nils noticed or not they couldn't tell.

"You hungry?" Nils asked as he ushered the three of them into the rooms above the shop. Van and Carl nodded as they sat down at the small wooden table. Nils smiled and pulled out some bread and cheese. He set it on the table along with three mugs of beer, one for Van, one for Carl, and one for himself.

"I have some cows blood if you vant it." Nils offered Dracula who nodded in response. Finally everyone was seated and relatively full.

"You don't seem to have a problem with vampires." Van said cautiously as they lounged in front of the small fire. Nils nodded and cast him a knowing look.

"My mother knew one… a friend of the family." Van stared at him in disbelief.

"Yes, that is the normal reaction I get vhen I tell people that." A blush crept onto Van's face as he realized that he had been rather rude.

"What was the Vampire's name?" Dracula asked, his voice was thick.

"Aadi." Nils said as he pored himself another mug of beer. Dracula nodded but didn't say anything.

"I take it you didn't know her." Nils said after a bit. Dracula nodded in agreement. "Yes, she vas a loner. Not that many knew her… or of her for that matter."

The four lapsed into silence, only the crackle of the fire interrupted the sweet silence.

"You vant to stay here or go back to the inn?" Nils asked after a bit, stroking his goatee.

Van shrugged, "I guess we'll stay here." Nils nodded and stood. Almost in the same fluid motion he opened a cabinet on the sidewall and produced three thick blankets.

"You can use these tonight, one vill get the couch and two the floor. My room is downstairs. I vill see you in the morning, ne?"

Van nodded as the man turned to leave after everyone said goodnight and thanks.

After a bit of discussion it was decided that Van and Dracula got the floor and Carl the couch. Soon everyone was asleep… or at least lying still.

End
Ok that's it for now. (Bows) I will hopefully get another chapter up soon… and maybe a slash scene depends on my mood and how well I write that day. (I suck at slash scenes)

Ok review!

Oh side note:
Do not judge, and you will not be judged. Do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven

That is from Luke 6:36

yes, thanks again to Bible search engines.