--Failed Antidote--

A/N: Thank yooouuuu for the review! Love you! (Umm love meaning as friends, lol) Hehe anyways, in this chapter Nemamiah go in and try to get Anna back and I'll put Dracula's flashback as well! Oh and SpeedDemon315, I'm not quite sure what you mean... (puzzled look) Can you tell me a bit more specifically? Well, that said, I'll let you read! Please review!

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, who happened to be Van Helsing's son? What if Dracula's alive and he chooses two ladies to become his Brides?

Disclaimer: (Changes to werewolf and goes to Hollywood) Please! I stared in Van Helsing! You have to let me own it! (Hollywood calls for Central Zoo Keeper) Uhh... I surrender! I give up! I don't own Van Helsing! Now let me free!

Chapter Eight
Cheating God and the Devil

"If I were a blood-sucking vampire called Dracula, where would I put a prisoner?" Carl spoke and pondered. Nemamiah followed him and just walked his way through the silent town. The snow chilled the area and made Nemamiah shiver.

"I'm guessing Castle Frankenstein," Nemamiah spoke and Carl nodded. "Oh yes, that's it!"

"Do you know where Castle Frankenstein is, though?"

There was no answer from Carl and Nemamiah turned to see Carl smile weakly at him.

"You don't know?" Nemamiah shouted. Carl nodded. Nemamiah grumbled.

"We'll just have to ask one of the villagers then."

The two walked through the village towards a random house. Nemamiah came in front of the door and knocked it softly. The door creaked open and a tall woman with a fearful look opened the door. A look of relief crossed her eyes when she saw the two. She smiled and asked, "Hello. Do you have a problem, sir?"

"Yes, would you happen to know how to go to Castle Frankenstein?" Nemamiah spoke and the woman frowned.

"Very bad and frightful place it is. Are you sure you would like to know how to go to Castle Frankenstein?" the woman spoke, looking concerned. Nemamiah nodded.

"Alright then. Do you see the castle over there?" the woman spoke and points to the huge Castle. Carl nodds and the woman continues. "Well, you must follow the opening road, the parting of the trees. Take a horse with you and follow the road. Then it will lead you to the Castle. You will know because you will be in front of it." (A/N: Pardon me for saying this, especially since it's my fanfic but... DUH! Of course you will see it in front of you if you go to it!)

"Thank you," Carl spoke and they left the woman, who shouted, "Be careful, gentleman, the vampires are back!"

"We know," Nemamiah whispered and he went to another house to ask for two spare horses they could ride on.

Dracula slept in the cold icy coffin where his two new brides slept beside him and dreamed of the awful night he was killed by Van Helsing...

Dracula screamed as Van Helsing's fangs withdrew from his neck. He could feel his own dark blood flowing down on his devilish form, bleeding him dry. The wolfen face of Gabriel made him feel anger. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach as slowly his body started to turn into ashes before his very eyes. The skin had slowly turned into dust and piled up on the ground. He screamed fearfully for the first time in four hundred years as he started to claw helplessly at his body, only to quicken the process. He had lived for over four hundred years, he was not going to be destroyed by a wolf, his servant, especially Gabriel again. He will not die this day!

Slowly he felt his skin dissolve untill he was only bones. He was still alive and the blood that was once flowing freely from his body had disappered with the dust and ash. His body was now only bones but somehow, he clung to life. The blood had bled his body dry and he could barely move. He also realized that his bones were now disintegrating into the same dust piling on the ground. He gave a last hideous roar of anger, fear and pain as he disappered into darkness...

The area was dark and silent as the grave, and only the wind beat somewhere near Dracula. He was about to find out why it was silent but realized he was not alive anymore. But then, why was he still feeling? He was supposed to be in hell for sure. He didn't have eyes so he couldn't see what was happening, he couldn't hear because he didn't have ears anymore, and he couldn't talk because he didn't have lips. But one thing was sure. He could feel the terribly hungry feeling for blood and a burst of anger and fury. He wanted revenge.

He felt a drop of water fall on him. Somehow he was alive... but as a pile of dust. He also felt the wind brush him. Using this to his advantage, he used all his will power on his body. He felt the wind circle around him and the dust that was his body start to circle around by the dust like a hurricane. Then it covered him and started to shape him back to his original form. He now felt his sense grow back to normal and he opened his eyes. He could see again. He opened his lips. And he could drink from a mortal again.

He weakly got to his feet and his healing took place on his neck. He was dry and he could have easily turned to a pile of dust again. Except he was determined to live. He was going to bring his children to life no matter what and kill Gabriel and his pesky friends for even interrupting his plans. But first, he needed to feed.

In his devilish form, he flew up into the air and flew out of the window. The icy wind slashed at him but Dracula didn't even notice. He didn't care. He was hungry, very hungry for blood.

After a few hours of a tiring flight, he finally came back to Transylvania. He flew down and his ears immediately heard the familiar heart beat of a mortal. His lips curled into a grin as he followed the thousands of heartbeats. He looked around for any prey sharply and his eyes narrowed on one particular boy. He was in his teens and he had a very strong and bold heart beat that made Dracula wonder. He moved swiftly towards the boy and grabbed his shoulder. Before the boy could scream, Dracula sank his fangs into the poor boy's neck, licking at the blood. Dracula drank it and felt the delicious taste of it. His claws gripped the boy and start to sink into the soft, delicate skin and his eyes burned furiously, a tinge of red in them.

He let go of the dead boy's body and it dropped like a poor beaten rag doll, lifeless and thrown away. Dracula licked his lips and smiled maliciously. He felt alive again then ever. "I shall have my revenge!"

"Let's go from the back," Nemamiah spoke and Carl nodded. They slipped through the back door of the castle and walked into the insides of the Castle. It smelt of death and it made Nemamiah sick in the stomach.

"Ugh, what is that smell?" Nemamiah spoke and looked around. Sparks shooted out from broken machinery.

"That would be the stench of death," Carl said.

"I know but it also smells like..." Nemamiah trailed off as he felt something drip down on his shoulder. He looked up and found strange eggs gleaming with disgusting goo. It dropped another droplet of goo on the floor.

"Look.." Nemamiah said to Carl and pointed to the egg sacks. Carl looked up and the blood drained from his face.

"Oh no... we didn't destory all of it!" Carl shouted and moved out of the way from another goo bomb above.

"What are they?" Nemamaiah said and looked up, a disgusted look on his face. He was frowning at what Carl had said and confused him.

"Those eggs are Dracula's children! We thought we destroyed all of them!" Carl explained and dodged another drop of goo.

"I still do not get it. Why would Dracula want my father?" Nemamiah spoke, raising an eyebrow. They walked away from the eggs above their heads.

"I don't know. We should go find Anna first though, she's in more trouble then any of us!"Carl spoke and Nemamiah nodded. He looked around for any stairways and found one leading upwards.

"Carl, that way," Nemamiah spoke and pointed to the stairway. The two walked up the stairway and checked for any living being in the castle. The sound of scraping claws made by rats and the dying buzz of the machinery was the only sound they could hear.

"Ok, this way." Nemamiah looked for another door leading to some sort of dungeon and found on door. It opened to a dark passage below.

"Are you sure that's where it is?" Carl asked and Nemamiah shook his head uncertainly.

"Well, we'll have to find out, don't we?" Nemamiah said and opened the door, turning the doorknob. The door creaked loudly as Nemamiah pushed it open. Carl winced and looked around frighteningly. Nemamiah quickly took his two pistols out of his holsters and aimed it at the darkness leading downwards.

"What do you think your doing, pretty mortal?" a familiar voice spoke and Nemamiah was thrown away from the door. Carl gave a frightened squeak and the two looked up to see the same blonde vampiress. She looked at them with a evil grin, standing beside the door. She slammed the door shut and her grin turned into a fanged on. Her eyes glowed hungrily.

"Haven't I told you my master wants to trade in midnight, my dear?" the vampiress spoke.

Nemamiah spoke and held his pistols in his grip tightly. "Carl, I'll fight this vampire, you go save Anna!"

Carl nodded and quickly waited for the vampiress to move away from the door.

"Clever man, you think you can outwit me?" the vampiress spoke and licked her lips. Her eyes were fixed on Nemamiah who got up and pointed his pistol at the vampiress. "YES!"

He shot immediately as the vampiress cackled and flew up into the air, dodging the bullets. Carl quickly pulled the door open and ran down the dark stairway hurriedly. He turned back at Nemamiah, who was now being edged to wall by the vampiress. "Keep going Carl!" Carl nodded and continued down the stairs.

"But you won't, my darling. You're going to die and your blood will make me stronger, maybe even stronger than you!" the vampiress hissed and her claws were outstretched. She took a step forward while Nemamiah took a step back.

"That might be so, but your already strong enough! Why bother to kill me?" Nemamiah countered and the vampiress smiled wickedly. "Because my Master says so. I am to kill you and my children shall LIVE!"

"Your children, you mean the little disgusting sacks on top of the wall? You call that children? They aren't even alive!" Nemamiah said and took a step forward and shot two bullets into the vampiress.

The vampiress screamed and flew up into the air again. She pulled the bullets out of her and hissed angrily, her eyes now flaring with anger. Black blood seeped down her body.

"Don't you dare insult my children!" she hissed and shot forward towards Nemamiah, who was already getting ready to fire more bullets into the vampiress. The bullets fired towards the vampiress and hit one of her wings. She hissed and screamed, backing away again from the vampiress. She dropped to the ground and blood was flowing from her wound. Her eyes glared up at Nemamiah furiously and her fangs were bared dangerously.

"If it weren't for your outer looks, I would have killed you quickly. I'm letting you live because I like you," the vampiress hissed and her fangs glinting with the light. Nemamiah raised an eyebrow.

"But you have now angered me, mortal! And you shall now die in my hands!" the vampiress roared, giving an inhuman scream and moved in for the attack, her claws outstretched, ready for the kill.

A/N: Ok, hehe, I'm gonna finish there! What's going to happen next, I wonder:) Please review and you'll get another chapter to read!