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: Guess what? The Wallowing Whispers is going to a further level! Here is a list of the stories that I will write, and there is a surprise! Here: The Wallowing Whispers: Krel's Journey, The Wallowing Whispers: Domain Vaseria, and The Wallowing Whispers: Mystery's Hiss. Mystery's Hiss is indeed a Murder Mystery that deals with Gabriel, Anna, Carl, Frankenstein, Dracula, His Brides, Top Hat, and Cardinal Jinnette. I will possibly do a follow-up with my VH: LOBR characters so that it will fit in with The Wallowing Whispers. Thanks for the review, HughJackmanFan! I appreciate it!


Van Helsing: Legends of Blood Reign

Chapter 17: The Life Bringer: A Ventriloquist

The ice cold rain pelted to the dirt ground. Each burst of stiff air that flew through the night came sharply and deftly. At Fortress Miles, Mischoffe, the silent, imperceptible doctor, threw the large doors of his laboratory open. His thick-rimmed goggles were brimmed with perspiration. He made sure that no-one would see him, and he walked into the large stone hall. He could hear the warning whistling of the wind outside.

"Hah, hah, you can't fool Miles!" he laughed, beginning to run toward the front doors of his domain. Once he reached the large door at the entrance, he turned back, eyes empty. "Goodbye, Sereno" he declared. His heart raced as he said 'Sereno', for it was first time addressing his 'Master' as that. Harven had always warned Miles not to address him other than "Lord Harven" or "Master". If Mischoffe would even dare to speak the creature's first name, Harven would clearly kill him. The doctor erased these late thoughts from his mind and stepped out of the door. He dearly wanted to find his creation, the one that he so adored with all of his mind, body, and soul: The Gillman. Although Harven had welcomed it back to the castle briefly, he didn't let Miles know where he was going to send it next. The Dark Lord was clever in his ways of working. That is what drove Miles to leave his home and break away from his Master's grip. If he didn't find the Gillman, his heart, as he thought it, would merely shatter into small pieces. As the doctor walked across the damp ground, rain pelted his invisible body as he ran along. He made sure that he was far enough away from the castle so that Harven couldn't hear him scream what he did. "Gillman! Creature of creation! Return to your master! Return to your master!" he yelled as he ran out of his own land and into the dark forest before him. "Gillman! Gillman!" he screamed louder this time. He heard quiet rustling in the trees about him. Rain pelted down harder than before. It soared toward the leaves and then fell to the mossy ground. "Creation!" he yelled. After Mischoffe decided to stop, he heard the rustling again. This time, it became louder. A growl came from the trees above. "Dear creature?" he asked solemnly. What he saw was not his creation, but a creature with another beast in its arms. "Who's there? I said who's there?" he asked. Another growl rang and then the creature pounced. It screamed from deep within its lungs. Its hoarse voice rang throughout the land.

"Mischoffe Miles" it declared. Miles looked up at the Demon Thonious.

"Servant of Harven!" Miles spat at the creature. Thonious' piercing red eyes rolled into the back of his head and then came back suddenly.

"I have what my Lord so deeply wants" he stated. Miles looked at the bundle in his arms. It was wrapped in a dirty brown bag and tied at the end.

"The Hunter?" the doctor asked. Thonious nodded his head and pushed Miles aside.

"Lord Harven required me back at your fortress, so, I am doing as he requires. Why in Tepes Name are you out here?" he inquired. Miles wrung his hands and shivered more as the rain pelted him harder. Thonious cleared his throat, awaiting his answer. Miles looked into the long forest beyond, hoping to see the Gillman.

"I was merely taking a stroll in the woods" he lied. Thonious nodded.

"Strolling in the rain? I know that you may be invisible to others, but in the eyes of a demon, you are clearly evident" he said slowly, looking the Invisible Man in the eyes. Miles waved his hand.

"Go back to the Fortress, Thonious. Harven will be awaiting you" he said slyly. Thonious smiled and strode toward Fortress Miles. He sighed and turned on his heel. He wasn't sure if he would ever find his dear creature within these drizzling lands. "Shall I retire to my home, back to the place in which I so despise…" he thought, "I know that Harven would know where I would be. He has servants of all sorts! Demons, Vampires, Gargoyles..." he stopped that thought for a moment and looked up into the sky. He could see smoke trailing from far-off. "Perhaps I should follow my nose" he whispered, turning toward the direction the smoke was coming from. A sly grin stretched upon his face. His dark eyes dissolved into the night as he walked deeper into the forest.


Alvonia closed her rich eyes as she sat upon the plump bed within the room in which she had been provided. She was adorned with an ancient Victorian dressed handpicked by one of Harven's maid. She had no other choice but to obey her master. It was her life now, her strict obligation. Lord Harven was slowly pulling the threads of his plan into place. He had the two shards of glass that he had taken from Thonious and Alvonia, and all that he needed left was 'The Head of a Hunter and Blood of Royalty'. Sereno had told Alvonia that, but only briefly. He instructed that she was to be in her "best of dress" and in the most clearest of minds. His constricting grip over her became stronger as his interest in the red ruby became greater. A knock sounded loudly upon her door.

"Come for dinner, Miss Elra" a soft voice commanded.

"Yes" Alvonia replied. She heard footsteps go away loudly, and then she turned toward her window. "Van Helsing" she began "Where are you?" she asked in a glum voice. The ruby around her neck glowed brighter than before. She now understood that every time Harven required her to do something, its light would increase greatly. When he had placed the curse of the Banshee upon her, he gave her the ruby. It was something to do with the ruby. All of a sudden, she heard the slamming of a door, and then a yell.

"This time? Bring him to the chambers!" Harven's voice echoed. Alvonia ran toward the door and cracked it open. She peered outside and saw a maid running down the hall toward her. Alvonia curved her eyebrows with question.

"Milady, you m…must get back into your room! The Lord requires of it!" she stammered. Alvonia stepped back into the room as the maid slammed it shut. She waited in the room silently as she heard the maid trail off, and then her footsteps were silent as the grave as she stepped into the hallway. The woman deeply observed the blue flames in the goblets upon the wall. As she went to go up and touch one of them, a screech far worse than any Banshee cry she could admit rang throughout Fortress Miles. Some creature, some strange beast, had entered the castle tonight.


Harven stormed down the hall, his eyes blazing. His heat raised as Thonious walked into the chambers. Even though he had required his servant to do such things, it was interrupting his meeting with his love, Alvonia. As the screech stopped, he shook his head. The demon that Thonious had carried in was free. Its wings were taking shape.

He decided to follow Thonious down and see what the great problem was.


Thonious staggered backward as the creature he carried broke free of its bag. The creature, large wings flapping, teeth glowing, flew down further toward the inner chambers.

"Cursed creature!" he yelled. As he walked further down, another demon swooped by him with care. Lord Harven was in his Hell Beast form. He was eagerly chasing down his apprentice.


Alvonia was now reaching the bottom level. The chambers were ahead of her as she got closer to the screeching noise. She was curious of what had entered the fortress. "Why would Lord Harven bring a beast into the castle at a time like this?" she thought. She held her head high and walked down the stairs that lead to the chambers.


The creature stopped flapping its wings and stopped, veering around. It saw the other creature advancing toward him. Harven flapped his mighty wings and steadily attacked the beast. His claws surged into its neck as his rage grew. A screech emitted from his lungs this time. As soon as the demon was pinned to the ground, Harven changed back to his human form. His eyes sharpened as he saw the creature taking a human form, also.

"Van Helsing" he said smoothly as the man turned on the ground. Gabriel's eyes were changing from deep red to brown. He shivered from head to toe, turning himself on the cold ground. Harven stared at him. "You speak little, Gabriel" he said, voice deep. Gabriel was cloaked in a robe of black. The clothes he wore beneath were a rich red. He shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He tried to make his voice connect with the air, but something was stopping him. Harven smiled, his eyes going the color of Gabriel's. Harven opened his mouth wide and spoke, but it wasn't his voice.

"What has happened to me?" the voice said. Gabriel's face went pale as he heard his voice coming out of the Dark Lord's. He shook his head and tried to speak again, but it was the same as before. "You!" Gabriel pointed, "You've done this to me!" he yelled. Harven closed his eyes. He opened them again. His pupils were now coming back to original size and color.

"What stunt have you pulled?" Sereno asked his opposite, glad to hear his voice back. Gabriel shook his head. He tried not to speak again, for he was afraid that Harven may take it over. "Ah! I remember when I first was a vampire. My neck was struck, the venom flew through my veins, and I knew that I was going to be all too much like my cousin!" He said, laughing. Gabriel opened his mouth. Harven's eyes turned back to Gabriel's color.

"You speak of your cousin…" he said. Gabriel saw Sereno go back to his own self.

"Yes, my cousin! Vladislaus was an old blood-sucker! Just like his brides! And stop inquiring things that I…" he stopped himself short. His dark eyes were fixed on the Monster Hunter. "Ventriloquism…this could be an advantage!" he declared, looking at his inferior. Gabriel shook his head. He went to speak again, but something was happening in his neck. He went to go feel it, and felt claws upon his skin. He shook his head.

"NO!" Harven yelled in Gabriel's voice. Van Helsing was slowly changing from human to Hell Beast. His canines enlarged, his cloak was turning into vast wings. A screech emitted from his throat. Harven watched him as he became a demon.

"You are finally here, Gabriel Van Helsing! Nothing can stop me now" he said silently. The Hell Beast seemed to be frozen in mid-air. The Hell Beast finally realized what was happening: He was in Harven's control now. That is why his voice could not be heard coming from his throat. The being raised its head and looked down at Harven with angry eyes. "All that I need now is your heart" he hissed, laughing afterward. The Hell Beast growled and tried to move, but the grip was to pressing. Harven laughed uncontrollably now. "You are mine, Apprentice!"


Author's Note:
Well? Please review and thanks for the late reviews, everyone! I appreciate them greatly! I got a Writing Spur last night and I typed the heck out of Chapter 17! Well, good reading! Chapter Preview:

Chapter 18: The Life Bringer: A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Enchantress began to walk toward Ayannae. The woman shook her head, stepping backward.

"What are you doing?" she asked. Enchantress laughed and finally pulled a crucifix from her pocket.

"Stay calm, Ayannae! You know that this must be done!" she said calmly. Just then, the ground shook violently. Enchantress turned toward the Mausoleum, eyes wide. A smile curled upon her lips. "The Life Bringer!"

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