Chapter 2

Out of control

"Password?"

"To the name of God."

The big wooden door opened and the man, whose face was covered with his hat, came in. The night was rainy and cold so the man was wet from the hat to high boots. The visitor looked around. It was big room with crucifixions on the walls, a lot of wooden things, bible on the table and hunter's objects. The man took off his hat and the priest (the man came to the church) could see his face. It (visitor) was a tall man with brown wavy hair and the same warm eyes. He kissed saint father's hand and priest broke the silence:

"I'm glad to see you here, Van Helsing."

"Cardinal Jinette said that you have an assignment for me."

"Oh, yes. We got information about strange activity in the region of private storehouses."

"Anything else?"

"Few days ago hundred of people disappeared in five hours."

"Hundred!"

"Yes, mostly lonely young men – orphans or homeless."

"Where can I start quest?"

"Patrol storehouses at the end of the city. If you need help, I'll ask hunters."

"No, thanks, I work alone."

"I'll pray for you."

Van Helsing smiled, he wanted to start immediately but the weather was awful and he could get sore throat. "You need to change your clothes first. I'll show you your room."

The priest led Gabriel to comfort conservative room with hard bed, a wardrobe and a window. Van Helsing thanked saint father again, took off his wet clothes and came to window:

"Here I am, San-Francisco," – he thought looking at the grey sad weather and cool rain flows.

Selina was cleaning her submachine gun in the armory when Lora ran in screaming loudly:

"Selin! Kelvin is wounded!"

At that moment Mirek with Alexander brought Kelvin on stretchers. Kelvin looked

deadly; silver dart was in his stomach. Blood was streaming from his wound.

"Kelvin! What happened!" – Selina caressed his face softly. Kelvin was her friend – turned vampire; she looked at all his blood and understood that he isn't going to last.

"Who did it, my friend? Speak now!"

"S-selin … Beware … Van Helsing …"

"Selin, watch out!" – Lora took her for shoulders and pulled aside. She made it just in time because Kelvin's body began flaming. (When vampires died their bodies fire.) When his body became a partly ruined skeleton Sel took a dart and squeezed it angrily. Lora helped Mirek and Alexander to put the skeleton on stretchers. Some werewolves who were Kelvin's friends followed vampires. Selina stayed alone in the armory:

"Damn it!" – In these words she expressed her anger and despair, - "I have to tell Victor."

She left the armory and came into her master's office. He was there as usual. Selina loved him as father which she didn't know. Always kind and wise noble vampire wasn't as most of them. Victor didn't like the idea of superiority of vampires born in Nospheraty families – in other words nobility. They humiliated werewolves and turned vampires. Afraid and lonely turned vampires and werewolves found protection and piece in his dark blue eyes. Selina has worked on him since she first killed a human. Victor taught her how to use intuition in her work and many other things which she knows. She was his best warrior, so she became leader of troop "C" – the most cruel and strong one. Lora, Mirek and Alexander were there, too. This quadruple caused hunters big troubles.

"What happened, Miss Kale?" – asked Victor, he supposed she was in bad mood, her eyes were almost yellow and she looked nervous.

"Van Helsing killed Kelvin." – With these words she threw the dart on Victor's table.

"Yes, that's his bloody handwriting. You'll concern with it after the acceptance."

"I hoped to start it earlier, master."

At that moment Selin flinched because she noticed the man, who was standing near the window. He kept silence during her and Victor's talk, but now he turned face to them.

"Van Helsing killed his first victim in San-Francisco? You'll avenge him, but later. After the acceptance. Do you agree?" – asked the man politely. He had a charming Romanian accent and his voice was very calm and cold. She nodded.

"Is that all, miss?" – interested Victor.

"Yes." – She lowered on one knee and bowed head. Victor nodded and Selin left the room.

The acceptance was hold in Victor's house. There were mostly vampires', werewolves' and witches' nobility. Enormous ballroom was decorated in old style. Witches wore old-fashioned long dresses. Older men were in their official black costumes. Orchestra played classical music. Everything as usual. Victor personally greeted every guest and went to say some words to waiters. Selin watched him from the stone pillars. She wore black mini dress with low neckline and sleeveless. Her hair were curled and taken into hairstyle. She wore ear-rings looked like tiny black roses. Men looked at her with lust in their eyes and she only smiled at it. She watched Valdemar dancing with Linda and heard her complaints, such as: "You stepped on my feet!"

Kiara listened to Fellan's compliments with foolish smile on her face. Angelica forgot about her hate on men was dancing with older man's son – Irvin. She hoped to stand here the whole night but the man, whose face she didn't see last night. He came closer to her with devilishly attractive smile. His raven black hair was taken into a ponytail with golden pin. He wore black silk blouse, black pants and high boots, and he wore ear-rings which attracted her most of all. But the most incredible were his eyes. Dark and mysterious, it was hard to understand what he was thinking about.

"Miss Kale, I suppose?" – He asked.

"Right, I'm sorry but I still don't know your name."

"So let me to introduce myself. I'm Count Vladislaus Dracula."

Selina was shocked; she didn't know what to do. To bow or to tell apologies.

"Call me Vlad." – He said smiling to calm her down. Selin smiled in answer. She expected to see old and wise vampire not handsome and attractive man.

Musicians played waltz and everyone started to dance. Dracula offered Selina his hand and she took it. He was a very good dancer. She felt like she was alone in the ballroom with him, she was dreaming. Vlad turned her around and she could feel his ice breathing on her skin.

"Turned vampires have never forgotten other vampire's bite. Do you remember it?" – He asked seductively.

"No, I lost my memory. Victor found me in weak state and carried to his house. I got documents and he heard my name. That's all."

"But maybe you remember it," – with these words Vladislaus kissed her neck hungrily like if he wanted to bite her. Selin remembered that sweet pain and his face above her.

"You turned me?"

"Yes. I'll tell you later and now enjoy the dance."

Her mind shouted: "No! He'll hurt you as John! Your job is your life, don't give up so soon!" But Selina didn't listen, she forgot about pain and despair in her life. She wanted only to sense his breathing and touches. Soon orchestra stopped playing and Vlad left the woman. Selina needed five minutes to get back her usual seriousness. Victor came to the middle of the ballroom and started to speak:

"I'm glad to meet so many guests in my home! And especially Count Vladislaus III Dracula of Transylvania," – he nodded to Dracula, who was standing near Selina, - "I think you all know why we met here today. Our scientists will demonstrate you their work. Attention please!" – Victor stand near Lady Sylvia – witches' head of older men. Valdemar and his blonde-haired girlfriend Linda led to the middle nearly one hundred pale and miserable humans that were in torpor and didn't understand anything. Then Linda showed the flask with black liquid to everyone.

"Here is mixed groups of blood of vampire, werewolf and witch. We're here to create powerful army. Lets begin!"

Valdemar took some blood into the syringe and put it into the nearest man's vein. Then to the next and so one. Ten minutes later humans began to change. Their transformation looked even more painful than werewolves'. When transformation finished they looked like werewolves with leather wings. They felt on knees and looked at audience tiredly. And the audience applauded to talented scientists. Dracula asked question:

"As we all known our blood is like acid for other groups, how did you obtain the harmony of species?"

"We used demon's blood and ghost's plasma," – answered Linda simply.

"What about obedience? Will they listen us?" – Asked Maya – another influential older man from the vampire's Council.

"Oh, there are just our slaves and they'll do everything what we'll say," – Linda put hand on creature's mug carelessly. The creature looked first at her, then at audience and others like him and some thoughts visit his mind: "Slaves? But we're stronger. These bastards will order us to do their dirty work? Is it our destiny? For what were we created? To be slaves? I don't think so!" The monster growled deeply and threw her aside. Other monsters followed his example and attacked night creatures.

"Master, come on, fly away!" – cried Selin and started to fight with one of the monsters. Most of vampires did the same, werewolves helped witches to escape because their spells were useless as monsters have vampires' blood which served them as protection. That was cruel and bloody battle but thank to devil's son – Dracula, vampires and werewolves won. Monsters escaped trough the windows. When it finished vampires sat on the floor to heal themselves, werewolves were healed by witches. Dracula looked as usual but more serious:

"Victor, Lady Sylvia, Luka, call for a Great Council's discussion."

"But older men wounded, count."

"Immediately!"

Selina came to Victor and said:

"I'll take the troop "C" and discover the territory."

"Yes and quickly."

"I hope they won't do anything bad."

"Or we'll have much more troubles than I expected."

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