--Failed Antidote--

A/N: Umm first of all, the good news is, I have an idea for the next few chapters. But the bad news is, if you're wondering about how Dracula came back, you wouldn't be able to know about it in this chapter! Sorry! So, umm, just sit back on your chair and enjoy! Anyways, thank you for the reviews!

Summary: What if the antidote didn't make the werewolf venom disappear? What if Anna wasn't killed in the process? And what if without the antidote, Van Helsing is free to roam about without Dracula's will over him? What if another monster hunter is now after Van Helsing... to kill him? What IF Dracula's alive?

Disclaimer:... No Comment ...(you give me a hard shove on my shoulder) Ok, ok, don't push me! I don't own Van Helsing! There, satisified! (growls)

Chapter Five:
Or You Will Do What

Dracula gave out a hideous snarl of frustration as he flew towards Castle Frankenstein. Why isn't the will working on Gabriel? He thought angrily as his injured wings started to heal itself, the pain subsiding from Dracula. Because Gabriel has the will to kill you, Dracula, spoke a voice, his voice, in his head.

He roared irritably as his huge, great wings flew him near Castle Frankenstein and through the window. Dracula smashed through the window, spraying little shards of glass everywhere.

He quickly changed back to his human form but he couldn't see any of his servants anywhere. All the ugly Dwergers and his assistant Igor was nowhere to be found. His brides were nowhere to be found as well. The only thing left was the last of his children's green pods, dead and unborn, but still inside the pods in one piece. Aleera and My children… he thought.

He had not let Aleera talk him into letting all the babies be born. He knew it would be risky, though he had known that somehow the Frankenstein Monster would give life to his children.

"And I was right to take precautions!" Dracula shouted happily, but cold anger burst in his undead heart. He guessed by now Van Helsing set the Frankenstein Monster free. But he is a werewolf! He will not be able to destroy me unless I get closer to him! He thought with an evil grin spreading on his lips.

"I will bring my children to life!" he yelled and it echoed through Castle Frankenstein. And I shall find another bride, someone beautiful and strong! He thought sinisterly as he flew up into the air, crashing through the broken window and vanishing into the night.

The sun sprayed light on a fallen man's body, spreading shadows as well. The smell of blood reeked and there was a puddle of black blood near the man's outstretched arm. The man groaned and he smelt the awful smell of rotting flesh.

Van Helsing's eyes snapped open as he quickly got up. He was half naked, only shredded pieces of clothes hiding some of his body. He gave out a horrified gasp as eyes widened to see blood on his hands. He got up quickly. He could taste blood in his mouth and he spat it on the ground. He moved back a step and he stepped into a pool of blood, now starting to get soaked into the dirt. He looked down and his keen wolf eyes sharpened as he saw black blood under his feet. He quickly lifted the feet and blood dripped from his feet. He backed away from the puddle and collapsed. He felt tired and weak and suddenly sick.

He leaned forward and threw up. After that, he dizzily got to his feet. He wiped the sick off his lips. The sun's rays made him feel warm as he stumbled from on tree to another, leaning on it. He needed to get to Anna and Carl. Now.

He could smell and hear almost everything in the forest. The sharp chirping of the birds actually hurt his ears and the blood on his hands still made him feel sick.

I killed someone… I need to be locked in… he thought as he kept on stumbling until he dropped to his knees, collapsing as he gazed up at the huge Valerious Manor standing right in front of him. He guessed that it was still early in the morning. He felt sleepy every minute he stood on his feet.

He forced himself onto his feet and carried himself up the long high and steep cliff up the Valerious Manor. There were no villagers that were still awake, thankfully, as he stumbled and fell again. He cried out as the werewolf venom in him seemed to try to awaken. He pushed it away from him as hard as possible as he stood on his feet and banged on the door of the Valerious.

There was no answer so he banged it again. There was a sound from the inside as someone opened the door. It was Carl.

"Oh my god!" he shouted as Carl's eyes widened. Van Helsing was a bloodied mess. Van Helsing's eyes looked at Carl with terrible exhaustion as he collapsed inside the Manor and whispered, "Lock me in… Or kill me…" Then he closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!" Carl shouted as he heard running footsteps. He closed the door quickly.

"Who was it, Carl?" Anna shouted as she gasped as well, frozen in her tracks, unable get down from the stairs. "Oh my god! Van Helsing!" Tears started rushing into her eyes.

Next was Nemamiah, who came rushing in after Anna. But unlike Anna, he walked right up towards Carl.

"Is this Van Helsing? My… Father?"

Anna got over herself and came down the stairs and leaned forward Van Helsing. She touched Van Helsing's cheeks and wiped the dried blood off of his rusty face. "Van Helsing?"

"He's unconscious, Anna," Nemamiah spoke with a pained look on his face.

"Van Helsing said to lock him up… Or to… kill him. Before he fell unconscious."

"Let's get him up to bed," Anna spoke and tried to drag him up, but no use, he weighed a ton.

"Actually, let's just get him on the sofa over there..."

Nemamiah helped as all three of them carried Van Helsing towards the sofa. After they did that, Anna rushed for a kit and Carl searched for a blanket of some sort.

While they were doing that, Nemamiah checked his father's heartbeat. It was pounding hard as his pained eyes looked over his father's face. You looked a lot like his father, his mother used to say to him, but he never really thought he would look exactly like him. Nemamiah had the same sharp nose as his father, his lips his eyebrows and he guessed he probably had the same eyes as him as well.

"Is he alright?" Anna asked as he opened the kit quickly and grabbed for a bandage. "His alright. He'll live. But now we'll have to find the cure extra fast," Nemamiah spoke. Carl came back with the blanket and laid it near Van Helsing so Anna could bandage Van Helsing's wounds.

"Now that Dracula is back, he'll come after us. And if he comes after us, he will try to kill Van Helsing in his weak state as well. The sooner we get the cure, the sooner we wouldn't be able to worry about the werewolf venom," Anna spoke as she started to bandage Van Helsing's arm. It bled a lot of blood from the wound but the wound was starting to heal itself already from the werewolf venom.

"Yes but how do we find the cure?" Carl asked. Anna and Nemamiah's head turned towards him. "You didn't find the cure?"

"No I haven't, it wasn't in any of the books!"

"Oh great..." Nemamiah muttered.

"For now, I think we'll have to lock Van Helsing in a cage of some sort. Anna, do you have anything?"

"I think there was an abandoned dungeon down below. Here, I'm finished with Van Helsing's wounds, let's carry him there," Anna said the other two nodded.

Nemamiah and Carl followed Anna as she held Van Helsing down some stairs towards a dark area. When Anna finally got the lamp and the three entered the dungeon, it was getting late outside.

"Wow... what did you… torture in here?" Nemamiah spoke and Anna looked at him, her eyebrows rising. "Nothing. It was just here."

Carl looked around frighteningly at the instruments of torture. He stumbled but he kept walking, holding onto Van Helsing's arm. He jumped as a rat scuttled by his legs. "We're going to leave Van Helsing here?"

"Yes. One of us should stay here. I'll stay," Nemamiah said as Anna opened the door to a prison and gently laid Van Helsing's head on the ground.

"No I will stay!" Anna objected.

"No I will. Then you can be the look out for Dracula," Nemamiah replied.

"What about me?" Carl stuttered as his eyes widened in horror at a knights armor in front of him. "You… You can look after Anna."

Anna shut the door on Van Helsing's prison as she locked it and took the keys. She threw the keys to Nemamiah. "Look after him well then."

"I will," Nemamiah spoke and nodded.

Carl followed Anna up the stairs, still staring at the big knights armor on the wall.

Nemamiah sat on a chair and looked at his father and waited until his father woke up.

A/N: What is Dracula planning to do? Is Van Helsing going to be alright? Well, you'll know soon enough! Hehe I feel very evil today. But I also feel like writing a lot of fanfics today so I'll probably be able to write another chapter tomorrow… or maybe even today! So keep checking!