AN: Thank you for the reviews!
3 months later
Castle Frankenstein was perched high up on the cliff at which it stood, the wind swirling around it like it was a chocolate milkshake. It seemed to watch as Anna and Vanhelsing descended on the place. Lightening flashed and thunder roared, as if to tell the two to run…as fast as they possibly could.
Meanwhile, Dracula watched as the Dwergy as they marched like drones as the feverishly checked everything, while he paced anxiously up above. A dwergy threw a switch, bringing all the fan belts, dynamos, generators, and gears to life with a brilliant spark that shot up threw the winding coils. Continuing to pace, he rubbed his arms as if he were cold as he stopped.
"Igor!" he shouted out into the stream.
"Yes master?" Igor shouted through the whirl of the equipment.
"How long before we are ready?" he asked. There seemed to be no emotion in his voice…only determination.
"Soon master, very soon." Igor replied.
Suddenly, he appeared right next to him, balancing on a rafter. "Throw the switches!" Dracula instructed.
A werewolf leaped in as it swung from rafter to rafter, making it creak as it went.
Dracula casually walked over to the table, fixing gadgets and what nots as the werewolf gripped the wall as it stood behind him.
"Werewolves are such a nuisance during there first full moon."
He said with a smirk.
"So hard to control!" he said, turning toward the werewolf as it ripped open it's own flesh.
It stared at Dracula as it did this, and appeared before him as the great prince Velkan. He lay on the floor helplessly, gasping for breath from the pain. He didn't even have the strength to inch away, his hand shaking as the count walked toward him.
"I send you on a simple errand to find out who are new visitor is," He said, stepping over him. "And you got to stop for a little chat with your sister."
"Leave her out of this count!" Velkan replied, lifting himself up with his arms off the floor. "She doesn't know your secret…and I am soon to take it too my grave." He said, arms shaking from the weight, and pulled himself up.
"Don't wish for death so quickly my friend," He said. "I intend for you to be quite useful."
"I'd rather die than help you!" Velkan cried.
"Oh don't be boring, everyone who says that dies. Besides, after tonight, you will have no choice but to obey me." He said, standing in front of him as he waited for the pod to come down.
It's too late; you can never go back…for both of us. Dracula added in his head. He lifted a corpse out of the pod, and threw it down in front of him.
"Look familiar?" He said, smirking is death grin…the only grin he seemed to have. Velkan stepped back and gazed at the corpse before him. Dracula watched as recognization lit up in his eyes.
"Father….NO!" he said, lunging at him. In one swift movement Dracula caught him by his chin.
"He proved useless." Dracula said, lifting him up to eyelevel.
"But I am hoping, with werewolf venom," he said vigorously as as he pushed him toward the pod and the dwergy "running through your veins, you will be of greater benefit." He said, giving him a final push as the dwergy grabbed him and held him down.
Velkan fought vigorously as he pushed against the straps, to the point where six dwergy and Igor had to hold him down so Dracula could finish strapping him in.
Recognizing his defeat, he finally stopped struggleling. "I may have failed to kill you count," he said, looking straight into Dracula's eyes as he showed his dismay. "But my sister will not." Dracula's smirk returned. "Never, never, NEVER!" he screamed at him as Dracula spun in a dancing fashion, smiling demonically.
Vanhelsing and Anna rode up to the castle, the chaos of the night swallowing the sound of the horse's hooves. Dismounting, Vanhelsing looked up at the castle as Anna headed for the shattered front door. As she walked past him, he grabbed her. "There are those who use the front entrance." He said, nodding up to the skeletons hanging in the trees. "And there are those who use the side door." He said. Speaking of which, they suddenly saw a dark figure move up towards the door and go inside. Rushing towards it, the quickly opened the door to follow.
"Where did it go?" Vanhelsing said out loud. "Oh my god, look." Anna said out loud, pointing up to the sky. On the walls hung gooey cocoons. "Have you ever seen these before?" he asked her. Anna looked fascinated and as if she were about to gag at the same time. "No…what do you think they are?" she asked him. "Offspring." Vanhelsing whispered, his face astonished as he held out a curious hand. Dipping his hand in, the part of the cocoon sunk in, oozing white puss. Digging further, he heard Anna's little dismays as he threw puss to the side, to reveal a tiny lifeless creature. It had razor bladed teeth and lidless eyes, and little wings. "Dracula and his brides only kill one or two people a month…if they bring all of these things to life…" Vanhelsing said.
Meanwhile, Mira was having a little difficulty. Where is this place? Mira thought as she rushed around. Turning she opened the door to find a cook. "Excuse me sir, do you know where Count Dracula is?" she asked him. Estoy apesadumbrado, yo no hablo ingles. The man replied, picking up his knife to begin cutting the meat. She sighed. Ahh… hore estúpido encuentro la cuenta Dracula? Clearly offended, the man picked up a knife and began chasing her with it. Screaming, she ran from the room, with the Cook in hot pursuit. She ran down corridors, up balcony's, and around hallways. "Doesn't anyone speak English around here!" she yelled. Finally, she found a door. "Oh my god, it's locked." At the last moment, she could feel the metal touch her flesh before opening another door. It opened to an enormous foyer.
Something fell from the ceiling and dripped on her. "Wow." Mira said, looking up. "Are these the things I will be working on?" she said out loud.
Lightening flashed, thunder roared, and suddenly they exploded with life. Letting out a soft cry, Mira inched under the balcony for shelter.
To be continued….