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Dark Allies
The tired group couldn't help but smile when they arrived back in town. A collective cheer went up from the people as they entered through the gates. As soon as they could Van, Dracula, and Carl broke away from the throng of people and walked wearily back to the inn. The mess hall was empty (for once) but no one objected, quiet was a welcomed thing.

Carl collapsed and was immediately asleep when they arrived in their room. Dracula sat down tentatively on his bed, as if he was afraid that the sheets where going to eat him.

"You really think it's over?" Van asked quietly as he looked out the window. People where celebrating, beer and food had materialized out of no where.

Dracula shrugged and leaned against the wall and crossing his legs. "I'm not sure, what I really want to know is what happened to the Valkyrie and Loki. They just, disappeared." He paused, the memory of the voice flashed through his mind. It was probably nothing, I was tired, and it was probably someone yelling something in the distance… Dracula thought as he let his eyes close.

The group was woken with loud bangs and the sounds of people partying way to hard for 6 o'clock in the morning.

"Did they continue all night?" Carl asked as he rolled over and glared out from under the covers. Both Van and Dracula shrugged.

"I don't know, for once I slept through the night." Dracula said as he stood and pulled on a coat. He decided that it would be polite for them to go out and visit people, Van and Carl agreed. Soon the trio found themselves among the happy people.

"You know I heard that most Norwegians and Swedish are depressed because of the crappy weather." Van said to Dracula as they stood idly next to a table of food. Dracula looked up from the cheese he was poking and grinned.

"That's why they either do one of two things, either they drink themselves into oblivion or walk a lot. Because walking and working out is a natural anti-depressant." Van raised and eyebrow at Dracula as he finished his soup.

"And you know this how?"

"Because Romanian weather is crappy too, and so is the economy so we have twice the reasons to be depressed." Dracula said happily as he dropped his piece of cheese to the ground and watched as a random dog (with black spots) devoured it. Van stared at his lover blankly then turned to leave, shaking his head slowly.

"My god, I am in love with a moron." He mumbled as he walked through the mob.

"That's not true Gabriel. I am not a moron, where would you get that idea?" Purred a voice from behind as Van felt arms slip around his waist.

"Lets see here, I could name a few things… would like the lost in alphabetical order?" Van said. Dracula chuckled but didn't say anything.

A few minutes past and the two had worked their way through the crowd and where leaning against a wall.

"So what do you think of Norway?" Van asked after a bit of silence.

"Hmm, it's nice, a bit like home… But I wouldn't want to live here. At least our gods still have people worshipping them." Dracula said as he stretched and spread his fingers against the wall, feeling the warmth flood into them.

"Gabriel Van Helsing… Vladislaus Dracula, would you please come with me." A voice said from the ally next to the startled pair. Van looked at Dracula to see what the vampire wanted to do. Apparently he wanted to see the voice as he just walked into the ally. Van scowled and followed, what Carl had said once ringing in the back of his mind.

Never go into dark allies because… crap can happen to you.

A voice chuckled as Van's eyes adjusted to the light. "That is indeed some good advice, even if it isn't in the most eloquent words." A man stood before them. He was old and had a white beard. He was leaning on a stick and his tunic was white with blue trim.

"I am afraid that I am not much of an impressive figure at the moment." The man said as he shifted his weight. Dracula snorted and nodded.

"I'll say…" he muttered, earning an elbowing from Van. The man just smiled.

"It's ok, he is merely speaking the truth."

"Rudely." Van said.

"Well sometimes, no, most of the time, the truth is rude. Its just people prefer the sugar coated lies." He paused. "But that is all besides the point, I believe that you are due for introductions. My name is Odin and I am the older brother of Loki. I believe you are in need of an explanation."

Van stood stunned, not sure of what to say. Thankfully Dracula came to the rescue.

"Yes, yes, I believe we are."

TBC
Ok, hope you enjoyed this. I was writing it while talking to my old friend from NC. It's surprising little clips of "I hate my father" didn't appear in there along with "my boy friend is cuter than yours!" … though that could fit in there.

Dracula: My boyfriend is cuter than yours.

Napoleon: I don't have a boyfriend.

Dracula: Says the man who obsessed over make up.

Napoleon: I did not!

Dracula: Right… admitting is the first step to recovering and acceptance.

Ok you two, calm down. Anyway, I hope you all liked it, and please review.