Wonder

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the movie, Van Helsing! (: If I did, I would probably writing the script for Van Helsing 2, lol.

Summary: Daniella is saved by a certain angel by the name of Gavril and both of them know each other some how. Now through twist of fate, an old enemy of their ancestor's come back to haunt them, and they have no choice but to call aid from the divine. R&R!

Nope, Nada, I am not going to speak here, lol. Your going to truly kill me if you do! So... just enjoy! And please review, PLEASEEEE!

Prologue - Angel, Save Me Not

"Help!" Daniella screamed, or choked out, as she splashed helplessly in the water, screwing her eyes as her hands wailed out in search for something solid to grab onto. In her mind, she angrily labeled all of the people who insisted on bringing her to the Pool Party. It was all their fault, and now I'm going to die flopping like a stupid fish! Didn't they know I wasn't able to swim? She thought, and tears started to rise from her eyes, blending away with the pool water. She gasped out for breath, and a gush of water filled her mouth. Her eyes snapped open and she choked some more, falling deeper into the water as she distastefully gulped down the water.

Help... her mind thought as her eyes blurred, bubbles coming out of her mouth and nose. She was truly going to die... No one was rescuing her... why? More tears escaped from her eyes, as her arms stopped their furious motions to reach out towards the air. Her heart beat fast as she felt herself floating inside the pool, her body falling deeper as her back softly touched the bottom of the pool. More strings of bubbles rose as she looked out at the top, the shimmering water looking beautiful in the sunlight.

Just when she was about to close her eyes, she saw something golden swimming towards her, arms swiping away at the water. The figure was nearing towards her. Is... it help? Daniella's head thought as a bubble burst out from her mouth, her lungs beating desperately for breath. The golden figure was moving closer, closer... Her vision continued to blur, until she could see nothing but the fogginess of the figure. For some odd reason, the figure was not darkened by the shadows of the pool. She felt something strange touch her and something smooth, maybe a hand grabbed her arm gently, pulling her up to the surface.

Your time is not to come... Not here... Live...

That soft and gentle, yet sharp and commanding voice echoed through Daniella's mind, and this voice made her try to swim back up, even though she didn't know how to do it properly. The hand that pulled her up continued to pull her towards the surface, and Daniella, almost desperately, tried to grab for the arm that held her. Instead, her hand moved inside the water with nothing else to grab for. Confusion and desperation stung at her mind as she felt the arm suddenly pull away. The gravity suddenly disappeared, and she was flying in the air for a mere second before she slammed rather hard on the slippery pool floor.

Wincing, she coughed water out of her lungs, as she felt warmth rushing back her body again. She could hear screams and yells of joy and hands wrapping around her. Hot tears poured down her cheeks, and she blinked slowly, as if she was new born child, seeing her surroundings for the very first time. She inhaled a lungful of air inside her system, and gave out a sigh of relief.

"Oh my god, Elle, I thought you were going to die! I tried to help, we all did! We called the ambulance and the guys dived into the pool to get you out, but they said you went to deep for them to get you out! And-And..." the familiar voice spoke, but trailed off, sobbing gratefully at Daniella's side. "We thought we lost you, Daniella!"

Daniella coughed some more, and weakly sat up, looking towards her friends. Tears of relief were seen in Daniella's eyes as she gave them a big embrace, ignoring the trailing pool water sliding down her hair and down her body. She let go and shivered, in spite of the warmth of the sun that before, made her sweat with heat.

"W-Who helped me, guys?" Daniella gasped through her raspy throat, coughing again a few times. The girls exchanged confused looks towards themselves and then at Daniella. "Who?"

"What do you mean, who? You saw him.. her.. didn't you?" Daniella demanded, puzzled and angry at the same time. What were they talking about? Of course they must have seen her savior! She saw him, or her. She was saved by her savior! It couldn't have been her imagination...

"Daniel, we didn't see anyone go in there and was able to pull you out."

"W-What?"

"You pulled yourself out of there...

all by yourself."

A/N: I know its short, but it is a prologue, and if it becomes any more longer, it wouldn't be a great (and evil -chuckles-) cliffie, now would it? (: