AN: Sorry the continuing is so short! I'll have chapter 4 in as soon as I can find the time to type it in ?.
Chapter 3 (Continued)
She watched as things exploded around her, letting out vile gore. Perfect.
"Aww" said Verona and Aleera
Where is Marishka? She wondered.
"They need to feed...Teach them!"
Dracula yelled, taking them both into each strong arm and flinging them. Mira watched as they swooped, screeching in human shrieks of pleasure as they changed into their bat form.
"And beg the devil!" he yelled. "That this time they stay alive."
Mira watched the white brides in wonderment. There was a flash of lightening, and she caught a glimpse of the hellions. Vanhelsing pulled out his gun. At the first shot, Mira let out a shriek, when something black dive bombed from the air, and she watched as Vanhelsing ran all the way across the floor to the door, when they shut him in with and bang. Panicking, he leapt into the rafters to hide. Lightening flashed, and the shadow shrieked as it flew across the lab, the weather in sink with its tangible mood.
Finally, the creature stopped it's search and landed elegantly, and Mira watched, as it shrunk into a…a man was it?
No. That's not possible…what is that? Mira thought. She gasped and moved closer for a better view.
This is my chance… Vanhelsing thought.
Just move a little bit closer and…NOW!
Suddenly, Vanhelsing leapt down and shoved a stake right through Dracula's heart. Dracula let out a groan as he shook violently, his back arching. He was about to fall, but…he didn't.
"Hello Gabriel" Dracula said, his smile pleasantly demonic.
Vanhelsing and Mira watched with both shock and utter horror as Dracula wrapped his long pale fingers around the stake, and with a groan, he pulled the entire thing out of him. "Is this your, silver stake?" Dracula asked, examining it before letting it clatter to the floor. "How long has it been, three, four hundred years?" he asked. "Your don't remember do you." He said, moving toward him. Vanhelsing backed up immediately. "What exactly am I suppose to be remembering?" Vanhelsing asked.
"You are the great, VANHELSING! He said, throwing his arms up in the air as he circled Vanhelsing as he did the same.
"Trained by monks and, Mullahs, from, Tibet to Istanbul. Protected by Rome herself. He said, walking up to him slowly.
"But, like me, hunted by all others." He said pleasantly.
"The order knows all about you, so it makes sense that you would know about me."
"Yes, but it's much more that this!" Dracula replied, stepping toward him. Vanhelsing gasped and back up away from him. Dracula laughed, pivoted on heel, arms clasped behind his back as he walked away.
"I know why you have such…horrible nightmares." He began.
"Horrific scenes of ancient battles past."
"How do you know me?" Vanhelsing asked. Dracula pivoted back and smiled walking toward him.
"I have to get out of here!" Mira thought. Look, a door! Suddenly, the brides began screaming. Dracula, distracted, turned around…just to see Mira escape. Appearing in front of her, he grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the wall. "What are you doing here?" he growled. Panicking, she reached in her coat pocket and flicked a clear liquid at him.
Screeching, Dracula dropped her as he lit up in flames. Turning back, she grabbed the doorknob and quickly locked the door behind her and ran out, conscious to avoid the cook. Grabbing her horse, she, she quickly mounted and galloped away. Looking up at the sky, she watched the brides fly, following them with her eye as they flew right back to castle Frankenstein. She stopped, sighing looking at the chaos.
"Well, so much for a job." She said.