Lotus

A/N: Hi! I know I haven't updated for a quite awhile here and I'm sorry about that! I've been busy writing up my other fanfiction, 'Alas She Lies' and my Corpse Bride fic, lol O.O;; But I'm here now! I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review, for I dearly need it. It seems the only reviews I get is from Fortune Zyne (thank you so much for reviewing!)! So please, if you will, please review! That will make me write even more! Thank you:)

Disclaimer: -sigh- I do not own anything from the marvelous movie called Van Helsing. At least I own Loras and others I have created!

The Course of Time

Anger is a strong emotion. Pain as well. When combined together, it could do terribly wicked and foolish things nobody would have thought of. But sadness, now that is another thing. No one could break sadness unless they are trying to help them pull through it. And that's probably what everyone should be doing. Yet they never do. How strange.

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Van Helsing and Doris continued on horseback as the two rather tire looking steeds huffed and puffed upwards towards the castle of the Familes'. Van Helsing was deep in thought as he looked with an unseeing look in front of him. Doris, on the other hand, was biting his lips with unease. The information Van Helsing had attained from the lowly peasant woman had come of use, it seems, Doris thought as he saw with glee a large and tall castle. It looked a bit worn for its age, but it still stood, though you may need to define 'stood in this case'.

The castle was leaning a bit over the cliff that Van Helsing and Doris had managed to drag the horses through. Excellent... Soon I will be credited for all this and I will have all the things I want! Doris thought loudly. His gaze turned sharply to Van Helsing and at the faint, distant look he wore and grimaced. So... Van Helsing was looking back at his past again. Doris knew Van Helsing did this often, for he saw him cry out for the stupid little monk and the bitch Van Helsing kept calling for. Well, that was none of his problems. Van Helsing would soon be disposed of to moan over his pitiful little friends. This brought laughter echoing through his head, though he shut his mouth.

"We're here, it seems, Van Helsing. Will you stop being a fool and continue leading my ugly horse towards the castle?" Doris said, in the most polite tone he had used on Van Helsing. Van Helsing quickly snapped out of his reverie and looked towards Doris with a sharp glower. "If you are so keen to getting the job done, Doris, why don't you go down there yourself?"

Doris gritted his teeth in anger as he felt hot rage warm his cold body. That's what I thought... Van Helsing thought as a flicker of triumph appeared in his eyes. He looked away from his 'companion' and let the steed run towards the castle. Van Helsing heard the other horse carrying Doris race after his.

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"You may wait for Madame Famile here, sir," said the maid as she bowed and scurried away. Doris sniggered at her back and stared at the tea laid out for them on the small table. Van Helsing raised his eyesbrows as if to say he was quite sure of what Doris was going to say next. The two were sitting on a rather rich looking sofa. Their horse waited outside in the cold wind. Van Helsing stared at Doris. To his suprise, Doris only silently took the tea and gulped it all down with a hot puff later, as if he was so starved he wanted more. Doris poured himself two more refills until he stopped. Van Helsing could see the movement of Doris's lips squirm and the color of it changing from light pink to a bit darkish color.

"Have you called for me?"

Van Helsing and Doris's looked up to see a rather elegantly dressed woman. But she was not as beautiful as the ornaments jangling about her. She wore three fat rings on her thin, bony fingers and a large, heavy looking necklace that seemed to stick out more than her big puffy black dress that made her look a bit like a vampire. Van Helsing winced at the sight of Madam Famile. There was large wrinkles running down her neck and hands, and as if it was a gift of heaven, she had let it be seen, along with a set of blue throbbing veins that seemed at any moment would burst.

Just when Van Helsing was going to come up and talk to Madam Famile, Doris got up and shot him a sharp cruel look that seemed to say that he would have all the glory. Before Van Helsing could stop Doris, he was coming up to Madam Famile. Madam Famile, for once, wore a bit of a deep expressionless look. Then it turned to a peculiar smile that carved slowly through all her wrinkles. Van Helsing opened his mouth but shut it again in anger as Doris kneeled to one knee and caught the woman's hand. "Doris Jovene, dearest mistress."

"Oh my, what a dashing young man!" the woman chuckled loudly, as if it was a terribly funny joke she had just made. After Doris let go of the Madam Famile's hand, she strod towards the other side of the sofa and sat, as if someone had set a fat bag of wheat on the poor worn sofa. Doris got up with a triumphant glance at Van Helsing, and then said how lovely the madame herself looked. Madam Famile continued to chuckle until Van Helsing felt sick to his stomache.

"Madame Famile," Van Helsing interrupted. Doris immediately glared daggers but as if to dodge them aside, Van Helsing was ignoring them. "We are here not to laugh about jokes, but about the kidnap of a a girl that had been suspected to be yours."

Madame Famile's expression immediately became rigid and she looked rather stricken and insulted at the statement Van Helsing had just spoken. A deep ugly frown appeared on her thin lips as she snatched the cup and poured herself some tea with trembling hands.

"What about it, monsieur?"

"Do you know a girl by the name of Angie?"

Madame Famile immediately dropped the tea that had been clattering in her grasp. The tea spilled out onto the soft floor but despite the fact that her dress was drenched with tea, her eyes looked up with something like anger and shock printed inside her eyes. Doris, who had be furious before being interrupted by Van Helsing, glared, as if he was trying to bore a hole into him.

"H-How should I-I know a girl named A-Angie? There must b-be thousands named of that sort, monsieur," her voice trembled furiously.

"We would like to know what her real name is, madam. We would like to know everything about her. Do not lie, for we know what you did to her. You had abandoned her at a young age to cope with herself, when it was your task to protect. Isn't that right, Madame? Isn't it?"

Madame Famile's look immediately brightened in utter horror and fear as she got up. Then anger spread on her face and her lips trembled violently. She raised her finger at the door and shouted, "GET OUT!"

"Not until you give us the information we need to save the girl, madam."

Madame Famile, as if she was baring her teeth, screamed loudly and attempted to throw the tea pot at Van Helsing. Instead, it flew over his head and crashed on to the floor with a sparkle of delicate pieces of what was left of it.

"That girl was an awful demon! She had lost her hearing, did you know that, monsieur? No I didn't think so! Then she wouldn't speak a word and eventually lost her awful squeaky voice, foolish little brat! And then next she lost her sight! What was I to do but dump her for her to die? She was going to die in that state anyway, and I wouldn't have given one tear to shed for her ugly little death. I'm still even suprised Anges is still ALIVE! Hah! Can you think of that!"

"TELL US THE NAME OF THE GIRL!" Van Helsing roared so loudly the woman shut up and looked a bit flustered. Immediately a maid came running towards Madame Famile but she shooed the maid away and with a sly looking frown, she hissed at Van Helsing, "It was Angelus, Angelus Vigolile Manguiles!"

Van Helsing immediately bit his lip hard as he forced himself outside, away from the uncaring woman he had ever met. He had to also drag Doris away, because it seemed like he was desperate to please the Madame. The madame was cursing towards their direction, also cursing towards Doris, even though he had done nothing but made her chuckle. Maybe that was why Doris was so desperate to sew back the damadge that Van Helsing had made.

When at last Van Helsing let go of Doris and left him on the floor so Doris will get up himself, Doris was turning red with anger. His eyes told Van Helsing everything.

He had ruined my reputation, my charm! He had ruined everything... Doris thought with clenched teeth. His hands were also balled into fists and he brought himself to his feet. Before Van Helsing knew what was happening, he was crudely banged to the dirty ground by a strong punch. He fell and his hair swept towards his cheeks as dirt printed itself on his face and hands. A triumphant snort came from Doris and it was Van Helsing who was now raising his fist and punching Doris straight on the stomache.

"You ugly little-!" Doris roared loudly and then threw himself at Van Helsing. But Van Helsing was more skilled when it concerned fighting. Before long he was tied to a tree with tight cords. Doris squirmed and shouted ugly curses at Van Helsing's back as Van Helsing brushed the dirt on his shoulder aside. Looking a bit satisfied of himself for catching Doris, he sat on the horse and stared coldly at Doris's direction.

"What is wrong with you? It was unlike you."

Doris only snorted again at this answer.

"I thought you knew, you seem to know what about everything I don't, Van Helsing."

"I don't pretend to know and admit that I know everything, Doris. But what I know is this. Why did you attack me right now?"

Doris didn't answer at this and he only digged his nails deeper into the tree bark behind him.

"No wonder that silly little monk died quickly died because of you."

"DON'T YOU DARE INSULT CARL!" Van Helsing roared and vigourously slammed his hand on the tree, missing Doris by an inch. But an unreadable expression flashed on Doris's face. He could see the pain and anger crossing on Van Helsing's face as he saw tears clouding Van Helsing's eyes. He smirked in a rather wicked way.

"And what I hear about that little bitch you loved, she got killed also because you, wasn't it?"

"SHUT UP!"

"I'm not going to shut up until you beg for it."

Van Helsing gave out a frustrated roar and punched Doris's cheek hard. Doris gave out a pained hiss and instead of a smirk that Van Helsing thought he will see, he saw a smile. A smile.

"Are you scared, Van Helsing? Are you frightened of losing your precious job? What did you think the Holy Order would do... care? Your pains are nothing, Van Helsing. You are nothing."

Van Helsing screamed in anger and feeling pain and anger burst from him, he tucked the tears away from his eyes. He wasn'T going to let Doris win. That was exactly what he wanted to see. Doris was staring at him with a growing smile but frowned when he saw that Van Helsing wasn't going to cry pitifully on the ground. Instead the man... looked away. As if he was nothing but dung. How dare he! he thought with a snarl as he continued to kick and squirm in the bonds.

"Don't you are turn your back on me, Van Helsing! I'm a much prouder specie then you!" Doris hissed loudly. Van Helsing's eyes flicked towards Doris's and both of their eyes met in silence. But there was only abscence filled in Van Helsing's eyes as he stared Doris. Finally, Doris growled and looked away.

"Why do you hate me so much, Doris? Why do you ever want to be the top of things?"

"Cause that's the only thing I can do..."

Van Helsing's lips formed a deep forwn at this remark. How pitiful his answer was. To provoke and go to the top was what Doris thought was great. He may have been cocky and a revolting bastard but he didn't deserve this. Van Helsing only looked pitiful at what he now saw as the new Doris. The one he was so furious at seemed to disappear at this point.

Suddenly Doris started to tremble as painful memories started to rush through him as well. He screamed angrily in his mind at Van Helsing for ever bringing them back but he was... was... the memories were coming back to him, consuming him, tearing his heart apart that finally he--- fainted.

A/N: Did you like it? I know it must sound rushed and I'm sorry about that. But I promise I will update as soon as possible, I actually can't wait to write the next chapter, which you may not have noticed will be Doris's childhood flashback. :) So now you'll see why Doris had grown to be such an ugly bastard and you might even take pity over him:) Well I have to go type up the next chapter now! I hope you liked this chapter and please review:)