Chapter Nineteen:
Angela and Mina turned and saw Dracula standing in the centre of the room, smirking at them. He slowly approached them. "I thought you would never make it here," he said. "You took so long to come. I wonder, Mina. Do I still have power over you?" He waved his hand in front of her face and her eyes closed. "It seems I do." He raised his hand and she floated into the air. Moving his hand, she flew against a wall and was chained there. Then he turned to Angela. "Alone, Angel? This is unexpected. Where is Gabriel?"
"I am not his keeper," she said lowly. "I came to say good-bye, Dracula. Forever."
"You've come to say good-bye?" he repeated. "Interesting. A Guardian Angel has come to kill a Demon. And you won't lose your Grace?" She shook her head. He walked to her. "Very interesting. But of course, I cannot allow you to destroy me." He suddenly had claws and swung his hand at her face. She felt the stinging blow of his claws against her skin.
She retaliated immediately. Grabbing a small knife, she swung across his middle, cutting the fabric of his waistcoat. He grinned wickedly at her. "Going to play dirty, Angel?" he asked, taking his frockcoat off and tossing it aside. "All right. Let's play."
He launched himself at her. She was ready. She caught him by the throat and felt the strength of an Archangel flowing through her veins. "I'm not playing, Dracula," she hissed. "By days' end one of us will walk away from this, the other will not."
"That's interesting, love," he smirked. He grabbed her and tried to pull her to him. She spun so her back hit against his front. He put her in a position to be unable to use her arms and swept her hair away from her neck. "I thought at one point you used to love me. Was I wrong?"
Angela struggled with him, trying to free herself. "Let go," she demanded.
"What happened, Angel?" he whispered in her ear. She could hear his fangs growing. "Did God see the danger in me and send your dear friend Gabriel to destroy me?" He drew his tongue along her neck. "What did he do when I made the deal with the devil?"
She felt his fangs gently scrape against her skin. She pushed away from him and turned, plunging her silver blade into his heart. The weapon had been blessed with Holy Water and an Angel's Prayer.
He stared at her. "Angel, what's become of you?" he asked hoarsely as his life force left him. "Why do you do this?"
Angela grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him to her. "Now I know the things I know, and do the things I do, and if you do not like me so, to Hell, my past love, with you!" she hissed, throwing him from her. He flew into the wall and exploded in flames. She turned to Mina, still chained to the wall. She was dead.
Angela took Mina off the wall and laid her on the floor as Jekyll and Sawyer ran into the room. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked up at Jekyll, whose clothing was rent and rags. "Henry," she said softly. "Take her back to The Nautilus. Protect her body from all harm." Jekyll nodded and gently took Mina's body into his arms.
Sawyer crossed to Angela and hugged her. "Are you all right?" he asked her. She nodded. "You look a Fate worse than Death. If dead people can become Guardian Angels, I'm not sure if I want to do that."
She smiled. "Sawyer, I have to go," she said. "I'll return as soon as I can. But while I'm gone, make sure they don't bury her." She lightly kissed him on the cheek, then disappeared, heading for Heaven.