And here I am with another late chapter. I curse thee evil homework... and the evil teachers while I am at it. Anyway I have got some lovely reviews that need answering.

MusikVibe- Why thank you. I love keeping people in suspense with crappy cliffhangers.

Dracula: You're mean.

That would be the point… Anyway, I will check out your stories some time when I am not swamped with evil religion assignments.

HughJackmanFan- Heheh… yes, I will write and I may not stop.

Dracula: Dear God help us.

It's not that bad. Anyway thank you for your review. (Happy dance)

Celonsoren713- I can't tell you what is going on with Carl, as it will kill the sequel, which is not a good thing. Eh, no I don't think there will be a trio, Carl is a friar and you have to remember that and ya… Dracula is currently incompasitate right now but will be happy to receive your hugs and kisses.

Napoleon: By the way where did he run off to? It can't be that far as he spoke in the last review.

He's in a closet.

Napoleon: Oh… that in itself is to much information.

(Sighs and shakes head) I don't remember did I send you the link? Hmm….

Thankie for reviewing and I am glad you like it.

Kaiya- (laughs evilly) I love devoted fans…. Hahahahaaa…. Ahem (gains composure) I am going to write more… if I ever manage to climb over the large stack of religion homework my teacher decided to dump on us this weekend.

NOTE:

Ok, I am not sure if this is true, and Kokoro you might know more than me. But I heard a rumor that they where going to build a theme park thing in or near Dracula's castle. I was just wondering if that was true, because if it is I am going to do something… don't know what… might start a 'Save the Sexy Dead-Man's castle club'

Other than that I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Random badly written chapter
I watch the heavens but I find no calling
Something I can do to change what's coming
Stay close to me while the sky is falling
Don't wanna be left alone, don't wanna be alone

-Sarah McLachlan

Van and Dracula didn't speak on the way back to town; in all honesty what did they have to say to each other? Van was particularly mad that Dracula thought Carl was selling them out.

He has been through thick and thin with me thought Van as trudged on through the snow. He wouldn't sell us out…

But he wasn't too happy about us. A glance over at Dracula. Maybe he did sell us out… no he wouldn't. I'm just worrying too much, I'm sure he just went off with a book somewhere and will be at the inn when we return.

By the time they reached town Van had convinced himself (kind of) that Carl was just off hibernating somewhere with a book. It would be a very Carl-ish thing to do.

"Van! Where have you been?" A voice rang out as they entered the inn. A small smile graced Van's lips as he saw the friar. Yes, I knew he was just hiding with a book all along.

Dracula didn't say anything as the friar walked up to them.

"So, where have you been?" Carl asked again as the three walked over to the table.

"Looking for you." Van said as he motioned for a drink.

"Oh, sorry about that, I was off reading. I guess I should have told you that." He said, he then glanced over at Dracula who just glared back at him. He shrugged and swung his gaze back to Van who raised an eyebrow.

The evening wore on and the conversation was tedious – small talk – finally Dracula got bored and decided to go for a walk, accompanied by Van.

"So, what do you think now?" He hissed as soon as they where a few streets from the inn.

"I think he is innocent." That earned a ya-right stare from Dracula.

"Must you counter everything I say?" He asked. Van shrugged but remained silent. His mind was searching for an excuse, a reason to explain everything. But, alas, he found nothing.

They walked on in silence till they slowed and eventually stopped. "I am not saying that we ditch him or kill him or anything of that sort. Just, be careful in what you say ok Gabriel? It might be nothing, he could have just gone for a walk or went reading, lost track of time got lost and stayed the night somewhere… Or not, trust me Gabriel I want it to be that, I hope to God, that all that happened was that he was lost." Dracula paused and peered up at the moon, his face in a scowl. "But still, be careful ok? Just play it safe."

Van nodded slightly, not looking at Dracula as he did so. They stood still for what seemed like hours till finally Van turned and started to head back to the inn.

"Gabriel." Van stopped and stood still. "I'll catch up with you later ok?" He said nothing and started walking again. After a few feet he turned but Dracula was already gone.

Dracula scowled as he walked along the ally ways. Trying to pick his way through trash and bodies. After a bit he came to a busy street. He slipped into the crowd unnoticed and began his usual scouting.

He walked down the street for about a quarter of a mile till he found a pub and slipped inside. People were milling about, sitting in pools of their own misery or drinking to a joy in their life. Dracula sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. He sat and looked around him. Most people seemed occupied with themselves. After a few minutes and spotted what he had come for. He stood and walked towards the back of the joint. In the corner sat a woman. She had a simple dress on and was nursing a small unknown drink. She didn't look up when Dracula joined her at the table. Minutes ticked by till she finally looked up. Her face went white when she saw who was sitting in front of her. Either she knows what I am, which is doubtful, or she remembers me from the speech… I bet it's the latter… Dracula thought as he gave her a careful smile. She smiled back and made a motion as to offer him a sip of her drink, he refused as politely as he could while using only hand motions. (Don't you hate lack of communication?)

After a few minutes Dracula motioned for her to follow him outside. She hesitated then walked after him. Once in the fresh air Dracula felt better, he hated small confines that smelled like piss and perspiration. Apparently he wasn't the only one as the woman was looking a little better as well, her face wasn't as swallow as it was before and her movements seemed a bit quicker as well. They walked for a better half of a mile before coming upon a small park.

Dracula's lips curled up as they sat down under a large statue of a man on a rearing horse1. After a bit Dracula leaned over and placed his lips on the woman's. She let out a small gasp of surprise as he let his lips trail down her neck till he finally found the right spot. He slid his fangs into her neck while breaking it at the same time. She died quickly – or what Dracula considered quickly.

He stood, feeling the new blood rush through his body giving him a rosy tinge that would be gone by morning. He took the body and straightened it out a bit; he then took out a small knife and slit the throat and other parts of the body. He then stood back to look at his work; it looked as if a Valkyrie attacked the woman, which is what he wanted. He then turned and headed back towards town.

Van sighed as he awoke the next morning. Getting up at the evil hour of 6 was not an easy thing accomplished when one has only had three hours of sleep. He swung his legs off the side of the bed and stood up, wincing as his feet touched the cold floor. He shuffled around and soon managed to pull on his clothes. Dracula was asleep on the edge of the bed and Carl was still asleep in his own bed.

Odd. Mused Van as he prepared to go down stairs. Carl is normally up by now… maybe he is just tired; we have all had a drilling week… I'll let him sleep in a bit more. He headed into the mess hall and took a seat in the corner. Near him was a group of men all crowded together. All Van could understand was the word død, which meant death or dead or something along those lines. A scowl formed on his lips as he heard them mention 'Valkyrie' more than once. After a few minutes the group got up and left, leaving a rather confused Van behind.

There was another attack? He wondered as he pushed around his gruel. That can't be a good thing, I should ask Carl and Dracula when they wake up, maybe we should attack them sooner than planned… He paused and looked up as some people entered the large room, did we even have anything planned? …Not that I know of… ok, I am going to finish this, wake up Carl and Dracula we will then try and make an outline of the best course of action. Then we get everyone together and figure out weapons… yes, I think that will do…He nodded to himself and pushed himself away from the table. After he left some money and a tip he headed back upstairs.

I'm in and out of astral planes
The sliding doors I break the panes
I know it's strange so are you brave enough

Alright, like a quarterback I score
I'm the one they all adore
But I can't find what I'm looking for
-Abandoned Pools

TBC
Ok my brain just died so I will stop now before I slaughter the chapter even more.

Eh it's not that exciting of a chapter, and I am sorry, but I needed a new death to get people pissed off enough to want to go and kill the Valkyrie the first moment they had.

…oops I have said too much….

Dracula: Smooth… though I liked the fact that I had three or so paragraphs on me.

Napoleon: Five actually… well maybe four… I don't know.

Dracula: Whatever, the point is I have a large section on me.

Napoleon: You poor conceited man.

Dracula: Vampire, not man.

Napoleon: (sighs) never mind…

Anyway, don't mind them they are just being insane as usual. (Never try and study with those two running around) Well please review and make me happy! Woot, woot!