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: Sorry for the dismay, Artemis! I had to revise the Van Helsing part of this chapter to make it to its full potential. Thanks for the review and enjoy reading!
Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign
Chapter 12: The Bounty: The First Battle
The village of Dreida was wind-worn. Dust lined the roofs of the small shacks that were called home to many. Although the village was strange for being in London, no one who saw it thought that the villagers were blood hungry. In the town square, the mayor, Krel, shook his head furiously, his beard swaying back and forth.
"They betrayed us!" he yelled, a torch gripped tightly in his large hands. The crowd yelled in agreement. "They took our provisions and left us with nothing but the clothes on our backs! Now, we go to…" he was stopped short by a yell from the crowd.
"No" a voice declared. It wasn't a yell, but rather a booming statement. Krel turned to the man who had said that.
"No, you say? No, old man?" he asked sharply. The man in the crowd, formally named Dargeilla, held his right hand in front of himself. A white light emerged from it and it soared toward the sky. Four lightning bolts soared out, following the light. Krel narrowed his eyes and shook his head at Dargeilla.
"We don't deal with wizardry around her, Mr. Dargeilla!" he growled. Dargeilla nodded his head and turned around, beginning to walk away. He nodded his head and left, dust following him.
"Even though, leaving this town will not do you good!" Dargeilla murmured, looking at the ground, his dark blue cloak draped over his forehead.
"I'm done with riddles, wizard!" Krel yelled, his eyes narrowing. "If you want to help us, help us, if you don't, leave! We travel to Transylvania tonight to stop Mischoffe…" Dargeilla cut him short.
"And what good will that do? Hunting down a witless madman who has no sight of the world, but his narrow minded pupils tell him that Lord Sereno Harven rules all?" he asked, spinning around. Krel curled his hand into a fist and rolled his eyes.
"By all means, Dargeilla, if you have our same intention in mind, go ahead! Just stick to the back of the crowd, making no gesture towards magic, and we'll all be fine! Sound like a good plan?" he questioned through gritted teeth. Dargeilla let his cloak cover his eyes now.
"You must not have knowledge of the man who hunts Miles, do you?" the wizard asked dryly. Krel stepped down from the ledge he stood on and strode over to Dargeilla.
"No. Tell me about this 'man'" he growled. The wizard sighed and waved his hand.
"We dare not waste our breath on such thoughts!" he snapped. Krel nodded his head.
"So what is your reasoning for being here today?" he asked sharply. Dargeilla nodded his head again and cleared his throat.
"I wish to help you on your travels!" he finished, looking at Krel, eyes squinted.
"Fine! If you so wish, we leave in ten minutes! If not all are ready, we leave without the one who isn't ready! Clear?" he asked. The whole crowd grunted in reply and Krel waved his hand. The villagers turned and trampled away to Dreida's entrance. Krel now looked at Dargeilla with a stern glance about him.
"You, wizard, keep your peace at the back of the crowd! No utters can come from your mouth? Got it?" he asked. Dargeilla nodded and followed the crowd as they filed out. Krel turned and looked at the man. "Old fool" he whispered. Dargeilla walked on, not looking back, even though he noticed what Krel had said.
Gabriel readied the sabers as the vampires neared. He slowly reached down into his belt and pulled out his right pistol. The Monster Hunter turned to Carl.
"Carl" he began, holding the gun within his grasp so that the hunter's couldn't see. Carl looked at his hand and nodded his head. With his other hand, Gabriel counted down from five. At one, the gun soared out of his hand and flew into Carl's lap. The friar picked it up and aimed it at the approaching vampires. The leading woman, Sherea, clicked her teeth as the second woman, Diare, and the man, Gerovere, walked faster. Gabriel held the sabers aloft and waited for them. Sherea held her hand up to Diare and Gerovere. Her lips moved as a long sentence in Romanian sprawled out. Gerovere nodded his head and clapped his hands. Carl's eyes shifted back and forth from Alvonia, who was crawling to her feet, to the vampires. Sherea was almost at Gabriel when Alvonia screamed as loud as she could. All of their attention turned toward her. The once human's eyes were growing wide, pupils gaining to a dark black color. Her hair went from straight and black to grey and wispy. Sherea laughed and changed to her demon form, eyes glowing purple.
"Do you all think that a mere ghoul can stop the servants of Lord Harven?" she asked. Gerovere clapped his hands, Diare following in later. Carl was still looking back and forth; sweat was an unwelcome blanket which spread across his forehead. His hands kept pushing the trigger, almost making the ammo fly out of its holder. Van Helsing dropped his sabers and withdrew the crossbow. Alvonia was now fully consumed by her Banshee side. Her mortal life had slipped away from her body. All signs of a human had crept out of her, and death was staring her companions in the face. Sherea shook her head and flew toward Gabriel. Her purple eyes turned to a deep ruby red. The very pupils narrowed and stared at Van Helsing. The holy-water-bullet loaded crossbow aimed at her heart. She screamed and backed away, shaking her head again. Gerovere shifted to his hell beast side and veered up in the air toward the Banshee. Carl was the last main target now. Diare grinned and disappeared into thin air. The friar pointed the pistol at the air, ready to shoot. He was trembling as the very thought of Diare attacking him. Suddenly, Carl was pushed down by a quick burst of air. Diare had appeared quick and swiftly behind him. Before he knew it, Carl was gone.
Gerovere clawed at the Banshee as she attacked. The two were in a deathly tango. One attacked with a claw, the other hit with a fist. The Banshee would open her mouth at every other attack she received and screamed. Gerovere reeled backward, his head ringing with pain.
"Curse you!" he growled. The ghost flew around him, only to tease him. Gerovere had had enough of it. His teeth were growing larger by the second. The sharp fangs plunged out and aimed for the Banshee's neck.
Gabriel hit Sherea in the head multiple times with the crossbow. She only backed away for a moment and flew back steadily, acting as if she wasn't harmed.
"Why do you bother us?" Van Helsing backed off, crossbow falling to his side. Sherea rolled her eyes and changed back to human form, her eyes going brown.
"Lord Harven sends us!" she replied, sighing.
"So you are his hunters, his seekers for blood?" Gabriel asked. Sherea looked at him squarely.
"A man of words" the vampire responded, her eyes sharpening. Gabriel brought the hilt of the crossbow up to his chest. Sherea's dark eyes looked at it venomously.
"You cannot harm me with the simple striking of fire!" she shrieked.
"They aren't simple!" he retorted, pressing the trigger. The bullets that were filled with holy water flew out and struck her body, making her writhe and wriggle as a worm would. Her body shifted back and forth, the power riveting out of her heart. With the blank silence of a moment, Sherea disappeared. Gabriel sighed and looked into the sky. He saw a wispy grey light.
"Alvonia!"
Carl was smacked madly by Diare's fist. The vampire had put all of her might into the strike.
"That will teach you to disobey, holy one!" she screamed. Carl cowered beneath her glowering stare. The friar's pistol was beginning to slip from his hand. Diare looked down at the weapon and laughed.
"A pistol…I remember the first pistol I was stricken with." She remembered. Carl let a yell escape from his lungs. Just sprints away, Gabriel heard.
Gabriel ran at high pace. He withdrew a silver stake from his belt.
"This should do it!" he murmured under his breath. As he approached the area where Carl was, something hit him from behind. The silver stake flew from his hand. Sherea's hate filled eyes caught Carl and Diare just feet away.
Carl saw the stake fly through the air and fall to the ground. Diare saw it and screamed, backing away. Carl smiled and ran toward it, only to be pushed by Sherea.
"Nuisances of earth!" Sherea screamed. Diare looked at her companion and saw that her body was pierced with bullet-marks. The silver stake lay on the ground between the two. A laugh came from Diare's mouth slyly.
Gerovere let his fangs slip into the Banshee's neck. Before they truly pierced the ghouls shell, she struck back by hitting him across the face with her arm. He flew backward and changed to human form. The Banshee's glare was intimidating to the mere demon.
Gabriel rose to the ground. He saw the silver stake. It was lying next to a rock. Carl had been flung across the forest. Before Sherea or Diare could reach him, he dove for it. Nothing could stop him now.
Sherea saw the friar lying on the ground hopelessly. She turned her head to Diare and laughed as her companion did. One thing was wrong: Gabriel had gotten the stake. He plunged forward at Sherea and aimed for her heart.
"NO!" was all that she could say. Diare shook her head and changed back to her demon form. The vampire flew at Gabriel and attempted to hit him, but something else stopped her: the Banshee. Gabriel let the stake slip into Sherea's chest. The weapon was the ending to her life. All vampire slipped away from her blood, and what remained was a helpless human. Van Helsing looked at her and removed the stake. The helpless mortal shook her head.
"Van Helsing!" she yelled, falling to the ground. Her body disappeared. Diare screamed louder than ever as the Banshee's grip became overwhelming.
"Van Helsing!" yelled another voice. Carl had risen from the ground. He was pointing his finger out. Gerovere came flying in, knocking the Banshee away. Gabriel sighed and withdrew his Tojo Blades. Diare, now free, flew at Gabriel. He raised the blades, but she knocked them out of his hands. Carl tried to reach over and pick the silver stake up that Van Helsing had dropped once again, but it was too far away. Diare would harm him even if he would attempt to strike her. Gabriel had not fallen to the ground. His feet were firmly planted upon the ground. They were stubborn bounty hunters, but still smart on the same note. He narrowed his eyes and looked down at his feet. There was the stake, shining as the moon bathed down on it. He looked at his surroundings: The Banshee was trying to free itself from its hosts grasp. Carl nodded his head as Diare came back once more to strike him. He quickly reached down and grabbed the stake, plunging it into the vampire's chest. She screamed and shook her head. Her canines grew to full size. She leaned down and pressed them upon his neck. He tried dodging the sickening teeth, but there was no escape. Neither Carl nor the Banshee could help him at the moment. Not even a guardian angel. The fangs soared into his throat, and vampire bane filled his blood. The last thing he saw before falling to the ground was Carl running over, Diare dying right before his gaze. Within the sickening call of death, there was a voice, and a familiar one at that.
"You are to be hidden…hidden from the world. Your disgraces bring you humility! Why, you ask? No, there is no point in asking! Move away, beast! Become a mere shadow of the hearts you have murdered! Anna Valerious! ANNA VALERIOUS!!!" the voice yelled. He closed his eyes and fell to the ground.
Author's Note: I thought that the last time I wrote it, it was rushed and not developed enough! Thanks for the review, Artemis! I am sorry for the turn out last time! And, if this story is called: Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign, than the character may not die who is the main character, but that's all I'm saying for now! Thanks a lot all! I have been working on my revision of 12 and a new 13 as well. Again, no chapter preview! Thanks!
