Sorry sorry! I've been so busy for the past couple weeks i haven't been able to update. But it's winter break now, so i got time. Oh and Happy Holidays to everyone! Right, so without further adiue, here'sthe next chapter.

Ch. 5:Communication

The beast barely missed them as they tumbled into a bush. She slammed into a tree, snarling, as she knocked it over. Van Helsing scrambled to get off the ground and reached for his gun. 'Shit…I can't use this on her'. His eyes narrowed in frustration. There was nothing he could do. He had to kill her, but at the same time he had to protect her. She got up, shaking the impact of the tree from her head. He could see the chaos in her eyes as she turned around to look at him. There was a ruffle from the bush as Carl emerged clutching his head causing her attention to be drawn to him. In the blink of an eye she lunged for him.

"NO!" Van Helsing screamed. Nothing could've prepared him for what happened next. She stopped. Her clawed hand above her head ready to strike Carl and her jaw hung wide open about to bite him in two. He blinked and thought 'what the hell…' Her head slowly turned to face him. Pupils narrowing, she barred her teeth at him. Carl fell to the ground thanking God he was still alive. There was just no logical explanation for what had just happened.

Well?

His eyes went wide with shock. 'I'm going crazy…I'm hearing voices in my head.'

That may be. But it's not from hearing my voice.

He looked at the wolf confusion etched into his face. "You can…understand me?" A nod was all he got in reply. Carl's head snapped up.

"Van Helsing…you aren't serious. You can't possibly think you can communicate with this poor excuse for an animal do you?" She whipped around letting out a hideous snarl as she snapped at his face. Immediately Carl resumed the fetal position. Gabriel laughed slightly at his friend's reaction before he fell over to the ground. His stomach turned and he clutched his head, trying to ease the sudden wave of dizziness that had overcome him.

"This is just too much to take…How can you understand me?"

How should I know…you're the one that started talking to me.

"Yeah…" She lied down on the ground where she had once stood. Peeking up from his position, Carl eyed the beast wearily. Cautiously, he crawled away from her and towards Van Helsing. Her eyes darted to his moving figure and she snapped at his robes. He squealed and scrambled to get away from her. Clamping her jaws, she snickered at the monk. Gabriel raised his head, rather annoyed.

"Knock it off!" Immediately she ceased laughing, pinned her ears back, and lowered her eyes to the ground, like a dog that just got caught stealing food from the table. He surveyed her for a second.

"You don't only understand me, do you?" She averted his eyes, not answering. "You have to obey me as well."

"You mean like Dracula?" Carl asked. She nodded. Yes, I am…obliged to listen to you. Just as Dracula could command a werewolf, apparently, you can also.

"But why? I never had this ability before." Gabriel just couldn't make any sense of it. Carl looked between the wolf and his friend. Suddenly a connection formed in his mind.

"I think I know why you can communicate with her," he paused before continuing, "You were bitten by a werewolf correct?"

"Yes..."

"So what if from being a werewolf, it altered your brain, enabling you to communicate with other werewolves?"

"But I was cured…"

"The antidote merely cured you physical being…it must've had no bearing on you mentally." Quite pleased with his explanation of their current predicament, Carl eased himself against a tree and closed his eyes. Gabriel got up and walked towards the beast before him. Well…I certainly can't kill you, so I guess this arrangement works out. She snorted.

I suppose. She went to get up but collapsed as her left shoulder gave out. She growled at her incapability to stand anymore. Your monk friend got me good. I will have to repay him for that…He hit her on the nose, face stern.

"You will do no such thing." She looked at him, shocked at his action then pinned her ears back and snarled. He merely looked at her, holding her gaze, he noticed her eyes weren't so barbaric anymore; he could feel an understanding forming between them. It gave him an odd feeling, but he merely shrugged it off. Now was not the time to be worrying about petty feelings. "Well, I can't take you back to town like this, so we'll have to stay here for the night," He looked back at Carl "Is that alright Carl?" A muffled grunt came from the half asleep monk. He let out a small smile and turned back to the wereprincess. Reaching out with his mind, he said Well, in the meantime we'll clean this wound up. She snapped at him.

I'm fine. It'll heal on its own.

Just let me help. Please. She looked at him for a moment. Letting out a low grumble, she lowered her shoulder and let the man tend her wound.

Yay! Ok i kinda struggled with this chapter, so i apologize if it wasn't that good. The next will be better and i promise to get it out sooner. so now it's your turn. Review! cuz it gives me inspiration. and constructive critcism is greatly appreciated. thank you all. till next time!