Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing or any of its characters...oh, how that sucks...
(A/N: At this point, Anna does not know of her brother's fate...I sound so mysterious when I say that!)
Devil's Love
Chapter Seven
The cold air stirred Van's hair, blowing it into his face as he ran outside. Anna was behind him, her sword already out of her sheath. Villagers were running, screaming, looking over their shoulders constantly, trying to get indoors. And perched on the edge of the well was the source of their terror.
Van drew the pistol from his belt, aiming the gun at the werewolf. The beast's ears swiveled at the clicking sound of the hammer being drawn back. Its golden eyes met the hunter's as the bullet was fired.
The wolf jumped to the safety of a nearby roof, avoiding the silver bullet. Saliva pattered the wood underneath as it shook its head irritably.
"Anna! No!" Van Helsing made a wild grab for her as she dashed past him, fingers closing briefly over her shoulder before she pulled away.
The ground shook as the werewolf leapt down, rearing back on both hind feet, meeting his new adversary. Something flashed, reflecting the sunlight into Van's eyes. Squinting, he saw something was wrapped around the wolf's wrist, but then it was lost in the shaggy fur.
He raised the pistol again, aiming for the chest, then cursed. Anna had charged recklessly in, blocking his shot. The princess swung her sword, aiming for the wolf's unprotected stomach. The blade sliced through the flesh, the wet sound of blood-covered metal being pulled out accompanied by the wolf's howl. It lashed out furiously, catching Anna with its knuckles, throwing her aside.
Van Helsing arrived too late, had to simply watch Anna get thrown, frustration building inside of him. It was his second distraction in many days. The wolf clawed at him. Van jumped back, but the sharp tips of the claws still caught on the back of his hand, forcing him to let go of the gun.
Anna was up again, scrambling after her fallen sword. Van thought of running after the pistol, which lie near the steps of the well, and try to divide the werewolf's attention. But it was risky, Anna might get hurt...
"Van Helsing, go!"
Anna had launched herself up, wrapping her arms around the creature's neck, sword hanging uselessly in her hand. Her teeth were gritted as the wolf's claws ran through her back, blood flowing, as it tried to force her to let go. It had forgotten its bleeding stomach wound.
Van's hand closed over the pistol at the same time the werewolf's paw closed over his ankle. It decided that the silver bullets were more important than the woman on its back. Van whipped over onto his back, firing the gun. The bullet barely clipped the monster's ear, not enough to even harm it. The wolf growled, opening its jaws and diving down toward Van's throat. The hunter reacted quickly, striking the wolf across the muzzle with his free foot. It reared back, and Anna fell, finally relinquishing her grip. As it pulled back, the thing on its wrist flashed again. Van grabbed it, tearing it from the wolf's fur.
The werewolf backed away slowly, eyes glinting as they darted to Van Helsing's clenched hand. Paw gripping its stomach, blood dripping between its claws, it turned and ran away. Van tried once more, pulling the trigger, but he missed completely.
The wolf was gone.
Van Helsing sat down on the steps, his back against the well, staring down into his hand. Anna came to stand beside him, still staring in the direction the werewolf had ran. Villagers were starting to come slowly out of the safety of the buildings, their heads turning in every direction.
"...no sense, we just killed one last month, the one that took my brother's life," Anna said, her eyebrows arched low in her confusion. Noticing her companion's silence, she looked down at him. "Van Helsing, what's wrong?"
The hunter held up the retrieved crucifix.
"This is Carl's..."
End of Chapter Seven
Sorry it took forever to update. School just started and its marching band season and doesn't leave much time for writing. (I wrote this during geometry...that teacher doesn't notice squat.) Please review for me and I'll love you forever!