Thanks for the reviews guys! Especially my no1 reviewer LadyDracula!
This is going to be a weird chapter – I'm trying a new idea. So bear with
me guys, its pretty essential in explaining some of the story to come!
Chapter 3: Resurrection
High in the Carpathian Mountains, in a small cave, a fire provided warmth for the two figures crouched around it.
"Damn him! Damn that Valerious!" A man with dark hair and blue eyes yelled into the fire.
"Calm yourself, Jacob. We will have our revenge," muttered another man with chestnut hair.
"How? In case you haven't noticed, Alexander, he's dead. We cannot torture and kill a dead man!"
"He may be dead, but his daughter is not." Alexander paused to look deep into the fire. "Anna Valerious thinks her battle is over since she killed Count Dracula two nights ago, but she doesn't know about us, or her father's actions. Marie should be back soon with the manuscript, then nothing will stop us."
As if on cue, a third 'person' swept into the cave. The two gazed up at her pale, bluey flesh as she slowly changed to appear human again, her fangs becoming smaller as a dark blue dress and fur coat appeared around her. She shook out her dark hair and licked her lips, wiping traces of blood away.
"What kept you?" Demanded Jacob, getting to his feet. "I got hungry, I stopped for a meal," Marie ran a finger along her lips. "Fool! What if you were seen?" Alex rose from his place at the fire. "If someone tells the Princess that there are still vampires alive, she and that Van Helsing will murder us before we even have a chance!" "Alex," purred Marie, "Don't worry. The village is asleep and I flew over the Valerious Manor. Anna was lost in her dreams." She moved over to Jacob.
"Besides, nobody thinks there are any of us left around here."
"What did you do with your meal? We can't afford to leave a trail?" Jacob demanded, not yet full convinced. "I threw him in the snow at the top of the mountain – where nobody ventures. Now come, gentlemen, calm yourselves. Sit down, you are going to need your strength later." Marie said, sitting down by the fire. "You mean you found the manuscript?" Marie nodded. "Give it to me!" Jacob jumped from his seat, holding out his hand. "Patience, my friend, the Count would not appreciate such haste." Slowly, she pulled a small, worn piece of parchment out of her coat and held it up. Jacob snatched it from her hands, his eyes growing wide at the sight of it. He sat back down and carefully unrolled it. His eyes scanned the words greedily.
Suddenly he stopped and looked up at Marie. "Where are we going to get a sacrifice?" Marie chuckled. "I guess I had better find another meal, no?" Then, laughing, she transformed back into the pale creature and took off into the wind.
When she returned, Jacob and Alexander had prepared everything for the ritual. The previously small fire had been stoked up to a violent blaze and black cloths had been spread over the length of the cave and a stone altar stood in front of the fire. A gold dagger lay neatly on the table beside a several candles.
Marie dumped an unconscious pile on the ground near the entrance of the cave and walked to where Jacob and Alex were studying the parchment. "Are you ready?" Her eyes settled on Jacob. His look darkened. "Boris Valerious murdered my family on his quest to kill the Count, let's kill his!" he roared, changing into his vampire form.
Soon, chanting could be heard echoing from the small cave followed by a bright flash of red as one once dead, returned to life as hell-bent on revenge as those who had brought him back.
Down, in the valley below the mountains, a voice haunted Gabriel Van Helsing's dreams as he twisted in his sleep.
"Gabriel...Oh Gabriel...I 'm back"
A/N Sorry it's so short, things are kind of hectic. I know it's really confusing now, but I promise it was make sense later. I know this was pretty short, but I have an Algebra exam in a few hours! Keep reviewing – more soon!
Chapter 3: Resurrection
High in the Carpathian Mountains, in a small cave, a fire provided warmth for the two figures crouched around it.
"Damn him! Damn that Valerious!" A man with dark hair and blue eyes yelled into the fire.
"Calm yourself, Jacob. We will have our revenge," muttered another man with chestnut hair.
"How? In case you haven't noticed, Alexander, he's dead. We cannot torture and kill a dead man!"
"He may be dead, but his daughter is not." Alexander paused to look deep into the fire. "Anna Valerious thinks her battle is over since she killed Count Dracula two nights ago, but she doesn't know about us, or her father's actions. Marie should be back soon with the manuscript, then nothing will stop us."
As if on cue, a third 'person' swept into the cave. The two gazed up at her pale, bluey flesh as she slowly changed to appear human again, her fangs becoming smaller as a dark blue dress and fur coat appeared around her. She shook out her dark hair and licked her lips, wiping traces of blood away.
"What kept you?" Demanded Jacob, getting to his feet. "I got hungry, I stopped for a meal," Marie ran a finger along her lips. "Fool! What if you were seen?" Alex rose from his place at the fire. "If someone tells the Princess that there are still vampires alive, she and that Van Helsing will murder us before we even have a chance!" "Alex," purred Marie, "Don't worry. The village is asleep and I flew over the Valerious Manor. Anna was lost in her dreams." She moved over to Jacob.
"Besides, nobody thinks there are any of us left around here."
"What did you do with your meal? We can't afford to leave a trail?" Jacob demanded, not yet full convinced. "I threw him in the snow at the top of the mountain – where nobody ventures. Now come, gentlemen, calm yourselves. Sit down, you are going to need your strength later." Marie said, sitting down by the fire. "You mean you found the manuscript?" Marie nodded. "Give it to me!" Jacob jumped from his seat, holding out his hand. "Patience, my friend, the Count would not appreciate such haste." Slowly, she pulled a small, worn piece of parchment out of her coat and held it up. Jacob snatched it from her hands, his eyes growing wide at the sight of it. He sat back down and carefully unrolled it. His eyes scanned the words greedily.
Suddenly he stopped and looked up at Marie. "Where are we going to get a sacrifice?" Marie chuckled. "I guess I had better find another meal, no?" Then, laughing, she transformed back into the pale creature and took off into the wind.
When she returned, Jacob and Alexander had prepared everything for the ritual. The previously small fire had been stoked up to a violent blaze and black cloths had been spread over the length of the cave and a stone altar stood in front of the fire. A gold dagger lay neatly on the table beside a several candles.
Marie dumped an unconscious pile on the ground near the entrance of the cave and walked to where Jacob and Alex were studying the parchment. "Are you ready?" Her eyes settled on Jacob. His look darkened. "Boris Valerious murdered my family on his quest to kill the Count, let's kill his!" he roared, changing into his vampire form.
Soon, chanting could be heard echoing from the small cave followed by a bright flash of red as one once dead, returned to life as hell-bent on revenge as those who had brought him back.
Down, in the valley below the mountains, a voice haunted Gabriel Van Helsing's dreams as he twisted in his sleep.
"Gabriel...Oh Gabriel...I 'm back"
A/N Sorry it's so short, things are kind of hectic. I know it's really confusing now, but I promise it was make sense later. I know this was pretty short, but I have an Algebra exam in a few hours! Keep reviewing – more soon!