Warning: If you want to know the base of this story, read my Van Helsing 2, for this is merely a revision of my original story.

Disclaimer: Universal Studios, Stephen Sommers, and the crew of Van Helsing own the base characters, but I own Alvonia Elra, Sereno Harven, Enchantress, Darkbane, and Hervok Vorra. I don't own Vampire, The Gillman, The Invisible Man, The Wolf Man, or the Banshee. Thanks.

Author's Note: No new reviews lately, so, I guess I'll just update. UPDATE: Artemis1860's just came! This chapter is the beginning of Blood Reign. I called the story that for a reason! The Alvonia/Van Helsing part in this is sort of a turn for their journey to save Thonious. For all you Carl fans, if you want more Carl, just ask! I don't know if he is even in the story enough! Thanks! Oh, and at the last minute, I decided to add a Darkbane/Enchantress scene! It was vital to the plot, so I had to add it!


Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign

Chapter 11: The Bounty: The Tables are Turned

Thonious opened his eyes, a concerned looked upon his face. So much had happened. The shape shifter coughed dry air from deep within his withered lungs. The room around him was dark, and the only noise was the pitter-pattering of rain on the window. Thonious closed his eyes and sighed. His breath was chill and icy at the same time. His ability to change shape was gone. The man who had interrogated him previously had taken his freedom away.

"Van Helsing?" he asked, coughing. "Van Helsing?" he asked louder. All of a sudden, the silent sound of still air was broken when a small orb flew from the ground and rose to the shape shifter's eyes. In the small orb was Van Helsing and a woman standing across from each other. "Van Helsing?" was all he could say. The vision in the orb changed to Alvonia falling on the ground from a long distance. She opened her mouth and a white light came from it. "What?" he asked, looking at the picture closer. The orb spun around and showed Thonious standing on a hill, two swords in hand. One glistened as the moon hit the blade, the other dark and blood-stained. It spun once more and disappeared.

"Thonious!" whispered a voice. The shape shifter looked to where it came from and saw Mischoffe Miles standing in the corner. He was squatting to the ground, a slight cry coming from his mouth.

"Yes?" he replied, watching the doctor hold a potion phial in his hand.

"You, you need to drink this!" he hissed back, walking over to the shape shifter and placing it in his palms.

"Why should I do this for you?" Thonious snapped back. Miles clicked his fingers and the orb came spinning back. Inside, it showed the same vision Thonious had seen before: Himself standing on the hill with both of the swords, but this time, the swords were pointing to his neck. "What does this all mean, madman? You expect me to choke down poison, only to lose my free will!" Thonious yelled. Miles shook his head.

"So much understanding, Byblethonious! A man of many words!" he said, removing himself from the squatting position. "Master Sereno Harven has good intentions! He has no means to murder you!" he stopped, closing his eyes. "He just needs…" a sharp voice cut the doctor off.

"Silence, weak fool!" it hissed in a deep Romanian accent. Lord Harven walked over to Miles and waved his hand lazily. Miles toppled to the floor, clutching his head. "Don't believe what dear Mischoffe has to say" he started, turning back to the doctor. "He is so disrespectful!" the vampire hissed, turning away and then staring into Thonious' eyes.

"How is he any different from you, demon?" Thonious asked. Harven's cloak that shadowed his face rippled with anger.

"I must say, shape shifter, you have a way of speech! Only if those bleak words were words of worship!" the Lord spat. Thonious rolled his eyes.

"Worship? Why would I be loyal to someone who attempts plain murder?!" he replied, looking into the dark cloak. Harven's eyes were sharp. The pupils looked as if they had been painted red, but there was also a warm, welcoming look within them. Harven stood still, not blinking. Thonious was trying to catch himself before he got lost within the vampire's gaze. "Why would anyone not worship such a Lord high as you?" the shape shifter questioned in a lazy drawl. Harven nodded, reaching a clawed hand out. His pointer finger went to Thonious' neck. Lord Harven ripped the trinket that was hanging down. Thonious cleared his throat and watched as the vampire studied the small piece of glass.

"The second shard" he whispered, turning to Miles. The doctor was slumped on the ground. "Get up!" his master commanded. Mischoffe did as he was told and he hobbled to his feet. Harven held the glass trinket in front of the invisible man's eyes. "Do you know what this means?" he questioned. The glass glistened beneath the glow of the moon. The window Lord Harven stood by was shone upon as the glass revealed its rays.

"We need two more?" Miles asked. Harven cackled and held the glass up. A blue light spun around it.

"You are correct! Doctor Mischoffe Mildrain Miles!" he bellowed. Thonious closed his eyes as he felt the very life being taken away from him. The warm eyes of Harven had betrayed him, but at the same time, Harven had gained a new apprentice. First, Alvonia had fallen under his spell, and now, Thonious was next. Sereno held both of his palms outward. On his left was the first glass shard. On his right was another of the same size, but a different color. He clasped his palms together and the two shards became one. "We need two more!"

Harven smiled as Miles ran back and forth the lab. The Lord's floating, dark throne had been properly set in Fortress Dracula. The vampire's eyes darted back and forth the room. Two machines were spinning their chains faster and faster.

"Are they coming?" Harven asked sharply. Miles stopped for a moment and pointed toward the large wooden doors. They slammed open. Three beings stepped in. The first strode cleverly to his master. The other two stood close to each other. As their master did, they had cloaks that concealed their faces. The first one, not even acknowledging that Miles stood behind him, kneeled to the ground.

"We come here to act of your commands, your highness!" he said, head down. Harven nodded and turned to the other two. They also knelt and said the same thing. Lord Harven narrowed his eyes.

"You all have knowledge of The Left Hand of God" he said almost as a question. They raised their heads and nodded.

"Yes, my lord!" the three chorused. Harven placed his clawed hands on the arms of his clawed throne.

"Have you learned the consequences of failure?" he asked them in a low hiss. They nodded. Harven raised his right palm, only to reveal the large shard of glass.

"I have done the duty of the shape shifter, Byblethonious and the Banshee, Miss Alvonia Elra! The two shards have become one!" he stopped, showing them the two pieces that had become one.

"And the other?" one of the two who stood by each other said. Harven smiled, eyes glowing.

"She is good as dead!" Harven replied coldly. The three guests nodded again and rose from the ground.

"So, this is the last stance of reign, your highness?" said the one who had bowed first. Harven leaned forward and widened his narrowed eyes.

"If the battle of dark and light commences with a humble end, then I say yes. The years of Vladislaus Dragulia ended merely four-hundred years ago! Why do I bring this up, you ask?" he stopped, placing the shard of glass in his lap. "He was the one who proclaimed the war after the Knight of the Holy Order murdered him. Valerious the Elder spoke against the war, but he therefore died, leaving Dracula his free will! The Dragulia Family consisted of Verona, Aleera, and Marishka! This is old news, of course, but they swore to Dracula that the war between dark and light would commence. Little did Dracula know, his wives forgot all about the war once their undead children were born! But, unfortunately, Dracula was brutally murdered again along with his wives and his life commenced! So, being in the bloodline of the Dragulias, I decided that I wanted to start the war again! The light hunters against the darkness. Over many years of planning and the retrieving of…faithful servants" he broke off, turning to Miles "I wanted a new tradition to begin: Not to have the plain war with mere battles, but to have a master war! One where powers fought against powers! Do you all know why Dracula was defeated more than once?" he looked back and forth at the three cloaked beings.

"His will was not high" the second of the two who had kneeled second said. Harven smiled and nodded his head.

"Yes! He was weak in power! The mere plunging of sharp canines into skin will not gain ones' ability! It just fills the stomach. From experience over four-hundred, I found that drinking the blood of others, as my dear cousin did, did not suffice my soul fully! I roamed the lands of Transylvania, Istanbul, Rome, and even the Carpathian Mountains! Since vampires bane already cursed my very blood, I sought out a new blood: one of the werewolf. In the small village of Vaseria, I spoke to a villager:


Flashback

Sereno stepped into the small village.

"Broken cobblestones! Ash within their hearts!" Harven thought, stepping in more. The villagers, as they always did, closed in on him.

"It's one of them!" some of the people hissed.

"Relative to that crazy vampire, I think!" another said. Harven just looked straight at the undertaker who stood with a shovel supporting his weight.

"What is a Dragulia doing in our village?" the undertaker asked, a sly look on his face. Harven looked to the ground, his cloak covering his eyes.

"Business, my man, business!" he replied, his voice clear. He was trying to hid his rich Romanian accent with a swift, cunning one.

"And what is your business, stranger?" the undertaker spat back. Harven sighed and stepped forward more.

"I seek the location of the werewolf who stalks this village!" were his only words. Some of the villagers muttered harsh words to each other. Some were of disbelief, other were of plain fear of the man.

"Rather, you wish to be killed?" the undertaker replied, standing up straight. He gripped the shovel in his hands and stepped down from the ledge he stood on. Harven nodded and clapped his hands.

"Good! Good, I say! You are clever, undertaker! Shall I know your name, or shall I have to…" he stopped, looking at the villagers as if he were ready to attack, "…pry? I assure you, grave-digger, I have no intentions of being slaughtered by a man changed by the moon, or by the hands of angry villagers!" he assured them. The undertaker took a step back.

"So, you are one of the Dragulias, are you not?" he asked across the way. Harven nodded his head and took a step forward. "Oh, and, before you grow impatient, my name is Top Hat!"

"Well, Top Hat, I bare the name Dracula as my distant relative, or cousin, as some would call it!" he retorted, a smart look upon his face. The undertaker nodded his head.

"That is clear to me! I would like to address to you the leaving of our village before you get slaughtered, Dragulia! As you know, we don't take kindly to strangers!" he yelled. Harven nodded and sighed.

"If you wish to be disobedient, I will commit a brutal murder that will not make you happy, Top Hat!" he yelled in a more Romanian accent this time. Top Hat nodded his head.

"I will tell you! The wolf man remains within those woods!" he growled, pointing to the thicket that lay just outside the village. Harven nodded, opening his mouth louder than before. His canines grew large and he disappeared. Top Hat nodded with disapproval.

"So, therefore, I received wolves' bane that now flows through my veins until this day!" he stopped, looking at his servants. "And now, my task in life must commence! I can only be full in life!" he finished his speech and closed his eyes, breathing in fresh air.

End Flashback


"What is your command, your highness?" they asked. Harven grinned, teeth clicking. Harven waved his hand toward Miles. The doctor rushed toward the large machines that were whirring and brought out three orbs. They were the same kind Thonious had seen before. Harven grinned.

"You will each take one of these so that you can have track on where Gabriel Van Helsing is! From there, you must go and do my bidding! I am setting a bounty on Van Helsing so that one of you will bring him back alive , ready for me to deal with him!" he announced.

"And what of the others?" the first Bounty Hunter asked.

"Alvonia is cleverly set in the trap of the Banshee! She won't stand a chance against your powers! And the other, just kill him!" he told the hunter. Harven noticed that each hunter were adorned with weapons and killing devices of all kinds. "Let me note that whoever brings him back first will be paid kindly! Now, you must go and find him!" with those last words, the hunters nodded in obedience and disappeared into thin air.

"Vampire Bounty Hunters?" Miles asked from across the room. Harven nodded slowly.

"Yes. I hired them for their use of flying! I wouldn't want a slow hunter on the ground, trying to track a Monster Hunter!" he told his servant.

"But you must understand, my lord, Gabriel Van Helsing has murdered your vampire cousin more than once! Do you really think that he can stand a chance against ruthless bounty hunters?" he questioned. Harven nodded.

"You simply misunderstand, Mischoffe! Van Helsing killed Dracula when he was a mere mortal the first time, and the second, he was a werewolf! I honestly believe that my hunters can take him down with their might! Now, if everything goes as planned" he stopped, raising the shards once more. The orb that was in front of Thonious earlier flew up to him and now, there was a different vision inside: An elderly man held a torch in front of him. He waved it back and forth. Sereno noticed that the man wore an eye patch and had thick black hair. The vision then changed to a young man who was tied to a tree, a grim look upon his face. The orb spun around, another vision showing: A woman ran with a needle serum in hand, whispering the silent words "Velkan!".

"What do you see, Lord Harven?" Miles asked. Harven grimaced as he glared at the next vision. Darkbane and Enchantress stood upon a grassy plain. Smoke filled the sky, but it almost seemed like thick fog. Enchantress changed to her vampire form and flew into the air, shrieking.

"We have found it!" she screeched. On the ground, Darkbane laughed and changed to his Hell Beast shape. The two circled in the air and landed to the ground with another screech coming from deep within their lungs. "We have found it!" she repeated. Harven let the orb disappear and he traced a square around the shard of glass.

"In order for this to be full, I need the head of the hunter and the blood of royalty. If Darkbane, Enchantress, and my hunters succeed, I will be full!" he finished. As he traced, two other shards of glass appeared, but they were not solid, only a vision. "Let the tables be turned!" he growled, laughing. Miles shook his head and smiled nervously.


Carl and Gabriel brushed themselves off. They didn't remember leaving Alvonia's camp, nor did they remember ending up in the forest. Gabriel had made sure that Alvonia was okay. She decided to light a fire. Carl sat upon the ground, the order's encyclopedia spread open. Van Helsing stood, looking at the moon. He fingered something around his neck.

"Do you still wish to conceal your thoughts?" he asked her, turning toward the woman who sat by the campfire. A tear ran down her face.

"My father…my father" was all she could say. Van Helsing nodded and turned away.

"I think we should rest here tonight. In the morning, we make full pace to the location of Lord Harven" he said.

"I'm in for that!" Carl said, flipping through the pages frantically. Gabriel turned back to Alvonia. She nodded slowly and closed her eyes. The wind softly brushed past them. Alvonia lay down on the grass and clutched her stomach. Pain seared through her. She screamed and a white light came from her mouth. Gabriel's eyes grew wide and he ran over.

"Are you alright?" he asked. A stunned look spread across her face.

"Harven!" she screamed, looking into the sky. Her eyes were glazing over.

"Alvonia, you cannot leave us!" Gabriel informed her quickly. She nodded her head and opened her mouth wide again. Another white light soared out of it. Carl turned around and rushed over to the suffering woman. He reached inside the bag and pulled out the same herbs as before.

"No, Carl! Those won't help! Harven!" she screamed again. Carl shrugged his shoulders and threw the herbs back in the bag.

"Harven? Why do you scream his name?" Gabriel asked. She narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

"We must go to Harven to stop him! If he is not stopped, the worst may come! Alvonia closed her eyes as the pain burned her.

"You need help, milady!" he told her. She shook her head and looked up at the moon.

"We must go to Harven so that we can remove the curse!" she screeched.

"Do you believe that walking into the presence of a murderer and a madman will keep you safe?" he asked. She laughed.

"What if it's too late?" she retorted, looking up at him, her eyes white.

"It is not too late!" Carl pitched in. The two turned to look at him. He pointed up. In the sky hovered three beings with spread wings.

"Vampires!" Gabriel hissed. The three vampires screeched and soared down, claws emitting out.

"Not again!" Carl said. Gabriel sighed and got to his feet, pulling the stunning weapon out.


Author's Note: Thanks for reviews, Artemis! Much appreciated! Sorry for the week late update! I wanted this chapter to turn out good! I hope that everyone is having a Happy Holiday and Happy New Year! Chapter preview:

Chapter 12: The Bounty: The First Battle

Gabriel shook his head as the Bounty Hunter neared. Their fangs grew larger as they neared him.

"Why do you stalk these lands?" he asked, swords drawn. They all laughed and hissed, blood flying off of their teeth.

"Don't be a fool, Gabriel! Our master commands us!" Gerovere laughed. Gabriel shook his head.

"So he sent you to take the innocent life of a ?" he asked. They laughed again and advanced forward.

"No more words!" Sherea yelled. The three lunged at the Monster Hunter and screamed.


The reason I took the word out of innocent life of a , is because you can't be spoiled until the chapter comes! Thanks for reviews!:

Artemis1860: I greatly appreciate your wonderful reviews! I hope that you are having a Happy Holiday and good luck with your stories! I will update sooner this next time! Thanks!