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(A/N: With this new chapter, I have to admit it...this fits no where in the movie. In fact, I seem to be re-writing it. Hey, it's not my fault Stephen Sommers forgot to put in the romance between Van and Carl, right?)
Devil's Love
Chapter Six
The smell of singed fur and burning flesh reached Dracula as he entered the room. The seeping cold of the dungeon wrapped around him, but it didn't affect him. His brides stood, clustered, far from the howling werewolf.
"Master?"
Igor crept out from behind the chained wolf, clutching his electric prod protectively. The wolf reared back, the chains slackening, and growled. Igor stung the beast's chest, electricity singeing fur and snapping loudly. A twisted smile decorated the small man's disfigured face and Dracula sighed inwardly.
His brides surrounded him, their hands on him, stroking and caressing. He paid little attention to them as he drew out the cloth- wrapped crucifix. Dracula stared at it for one long moment, then tossed it to Igor. The other fumbled to catch it, nearly dropping the electric prod.
"Secure it well," Dracula ordered, eyeing Igor as the man unwrapped the bundle clumsily with one hand. Then the vampire wrapped his arms around Aleera and Verona, drawing them to him.
Igor stung the wolf again, causing it to howl. Then it stopped abruptly, its jaw going slack. Its arm hung limply at its side and the wolf did nothing as Igor approached; he figured his master had something to do with the werewolf's sudden compliancy. Still, he stalked toward it cautiously, his red-rimmed eyes darting back and forth. He wrapped the chain of the necklace around the creature's wrist, circling it once around for good measure before clasping it. The crucifix hung over the animal's paw, reflecting the torchlight.
"Will it hold?"
"Yes, master, it should," Igor assured.
"Good," Dracula said, leaning his head back slightly to catch the gaze of the wolf. When he spoke next, he spoke to it. "Go find Gabriel, Van Helsing, and deliver to him my gift."
Igor freed the werewolf of its iron collar that bound it. The wolf stood up fully, shaking its head, flexing its claws in and out of a fist. It then bounded upward, clawing its way to an already-shattered window, and squeezed through, ignoring the jagged glass still attached to the pane that dug into its fur.
"Igor, you may leave," Dracula said, by way of dismissal. Igor bowed slightly, saying nothing, and departed up the steps, his feet dragging slightly. Dracula waited until the echo of Igor's footsteps diminished before asking, "Why were you in the hall?" He cut off his bride's replies by adding, "I told you to go nowhere near the friar."
"We gave you our word not to harm him," wailed Verona softly, her hands running down his shoulders and chest.
"We gave you our word," Aleera repeated. "Do you not trust us?"
Dracula cupped her chin in his hand gently, forcing her to look at him. "I trust you, Aleera," he said slowly. "It is the look in your eyes that I do not."
Van Helsing was just pulling his sweater on over his bandages when Anna opened the door.
"There's been no word of...What are you doing?!" she demanded, grabbing Van's arm as he began shrugging on his overcoat. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to look for Carl," Van said shortly, pulling away from her. "I can't just sit here when he could be-"
Anna pulled his hat from his hand. "We don't have any idea of where he is? Where would you look? You shouldn't even be exerting yourself."
Van scowled as he snatched his hat back, gripping the brim so hard his knuckles turned white. She just didn't understand! Carl...Carl was the only person who had bothered to get close to him, not just treat him like a tool, a weapon against the evil they fought. Now that he was gone...
A scream pierced the air from the direction of the village.
End of Chapter Six
Alright, I finally updated. Hope you liked it. I really appreciate your positive reviews and opinions. It's also the only note-worthy email that I get, too. So...you know...I really like getting the reviews...(hint hint) Yeah...review please!
(A/N: With this new chapter, I have to admit it...this fits no where in the movie. In fact, I seem to be re-writing it. Hey, it's not my fault Stephen Sommers forgot to put in the romance between Van and Carl, right?)
Devil's Love
Chapter Six
The smell of singed fur and burning flesh reached Dracula as he entered the room. The seeping cold of the dungeon wrapped around him, but it didn't affect him. His brides stood, clustered, far from the howling werewolf.
"Master?"
Igor crept out from behind the chained wolf, clutching his electric prod protectively. The wolf reared back, the chains slackening, and growled. Igor stung the beast's chest, electricity singeing fur and snapping loudly. A twisted smile decorated the small man's disfigured face and Dracula sighed inwardly.
His brides surrounded him, their hands on him, stroking and caressing. He paid little attention to them as he drew out the cloth- wrapped crucifix. Dracula stared at it for one long moment, then tossed it to Igor. The other fumbled to catch it, nearly dropping the electric prod.
"Secure it well," Dracula ordered, eyeing Igor as the man unwrapped the bundle clumsily with one hand. Then the vampire wrapped his arms around Aleera and Verona, drawing them to him.
Igor stung the wolf again, causing it to howl. Then it stopped abruptly, its jaw going slack. Its arm hung limply at its side and the wolf did nothing as Igor approached; he figured his master had something to do with the werewolf's sudden compliancy. Still, he stalked toward it cautiously, his red-rimmed eyes darting back and forth. He wrapped the chain of the necklace around the creature's wrist, circling it once around for good measure before clasping it. The crucifix hung over the animal's paw, reflecting the torchlight.
"Will it hold?"
"Yes, master, it should," Igor assured.
"Good," Dracula said, leaning his head back slightly to catch the gaze of the wolf. When he spoke next, he spoke to it. "Go find Gabriel, Van Helsing, and deliver to him my gift."
Igor freed the werewolf of its iron collar that bound it. The wolf stood up fully, shaking its head, flexing its claws in and out of a fist. It then bounded upward, clawing its way to an already-shattered window, and squeezed through, ignoring the jagged glass still attached to the pane that dug into its fur.
"Igor, you may leave," Dracula said, by way of dismissal. Igor bowed slightly, saying nothing, and departed up the steps, his feet dragging slightly. Dracula waited until the echo of Igor's footsteps diminished before asking, "Why were you in the hall?" He cut off his bride's replies by adding, "I told you to go nowhere near the friar."
"We gave you our word not to harm him," wailed Verona softly, her hands running down his shoulders and chest.
"We gave you our word," Aleera repeated. "Do you not trust us?"
Dracula cupped her chin in his hand gently, forcing her to look at him. "I trust you, Aleera," he said slowly. "It is the look in your eyes that I do not."
Van Helsing was just pulling his sweater on over his bandages when Anna opened the door.
"There's been no word of...What are you doing?!" she demanded, grabbing Van's arm as he began shrugging on his overcoat. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to look for Carl," Van said shortly, pulling away from her. "I can't just sit here when he could be-"
Anna pulled his hat from his hand. "We don't have any idea of where he is? Where would you look? You shouldn't even be exerting yourself."
Van scowled as he snatched his hat back, gripping the brim so hard his knuckles turned white. She just didn't understand! Carl...Carl was the only person who had bothered to get close to him, not just treat him like a tool, a weapon against the evil they fought. Now that he was gone...
A scream pierced the air from the direction of the village.
End of Chapter Six
Alright, I finally updated. Hope you liked it. I really appreciate your positive reviews and opinions. It's also the only note-worthy email that I get, too. So...you know...I really like getting the reviews...(hint hint) Yeah...review please!