Chapter 11:
Authors note: Sorry! This took a long time.
No one can ever love a murderer…not even my brides love me. He thought bitterly too himself. Going back down there, he saw Aleera, dancing with Anna. He saw her extend her fangs, about to sink her teeth into her. Teleporting over there, he hissed at her angrily, his eyes turning gold in his fury.
A woman in a black mask with black robes began singing hypnotically. He danced gracefully with her, circling her like a cat with a mouse before grabbing her forcefully and pulling her close to his chest, kissing her before dipping her gracefully, the puppeteer dancing in the middle of the room. "How does it feel to be a puppet on my string?" He said, dipping her forcefully in rhythm with the puppeteer.
"I won't let you trade me count." Anna said, rebellious, yet her body was his.
"I have no intention of trading you. And if I know Vanhelsing, which I do, he's not planning on making a trade either." He said, dipping her.
"Neither of us have ever settled for half." He said, dipping her again.
Meanwhile, Carl pointed Anna out in the crowd. "Carl I want you to do something." He said, looking at the fire breather, and back at the acrobats. "I'm not going to like this, am I?" he replied.
The music went faster as he danced her over to a mirrored wall. A effort of will and trying to make her understand showed on his face.
"Don't we make a lovely couple?" he said, gesturing toward the mirrored wall.
"Oh my god." Said, Anna. She could see herself but not the count
"I'm looking for a new bride, Anna. Someone strong, and beautiful." He said.
"One brief moment of pain." He said, pulling her closer to his chest. "And we could be together forever." He said, stroking her face.
"You have no heart beat." She said, putting her hand up on his chest.
"Perhaps, it just needs, to be rekindled." He said, running his hand through her breasts.
His fangs began to come out slowly.
Suddenly, Carl pushed a fire breather right into Dracula. He roared with confusion and pain, and turned around, walked over to the fire breather and threw him abruptly across the room. He turned back to find Anna gone, and Vanhelsing swinging over with her to the nearest balcony.
"Anna, wake up." He said, shaking her. Anna groaned and began rubbing herself all over, as if a fatal disease had touched her.
"Gabriel." Dracula called. "Oh Gabriel." He said, as Vanhelsing walked over to look over the balcony.
"Oh Gabriel." He said softly. "Welcome to my summer palace." He said.
"Victory!" Igor called out.
"Master master, look master, look!" a young child called out.
Dracula looked over to find Igor and his crew, carrying the Frankenstein monster.
"We have him master, we have him!" Igor called.
"Nooo you retched undead! I shall have my revenge! Though I walk through the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil! You are nothing but dead bones, and damned souls, that will burn in the flames of hell!" Frankenstein called. Vanhelsing shook his head.
Dracula turned back to look at them. "Now that everything is, as it should be…I give to you…VANHELSING!" he yelled up, pointing at the balcony.
On this instance, everyone's faces in the room turned pale as their fangs extended. They shrieked with glee and went after Vanhelsing and Anna.
Meanwhile, Mira was debating with herself. "I know I shouldn't leave a job unfinished, but what else should I do? I'm working for the man that killed my brother!
She thought, fists clenched. But what about the children….
Putting on a long black cloak and rushing down to the ballroom, she was surprised to see that everyone was gone.
"Dracula?" she said softly.
"What?" he asked.
"I'll…I'll stay." She said. I can't believe I'm doing this!
"Really?" he asked, turning around.
"Really." She said, smiling. She leaned closer to him, almost touching.
Suddenly, a big ball of light blasted through. Instinctively, she wrapped him in her cloak (that was too long for her anyways.) and they both fell on the ground, her protecting the rest of him with her body.
"Mira…than.."
"Don't mention it." She said smiling, interrupting. "I mean really…don't mention it."