Ressurection

Chapter 3: Torn

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Fortune Zyne: Can't think of anything to say. Mmm...coolio. LOL, sorry, I'm very tired right now. My computer keeps crashing and I'm getting annoyed and sleepy...

eliment2000: I admit I don't really like chapter 2. I'm thinking about rewriting it. I don't think I'm being true to Marishka's character.


" Where is Marishka?" Dracula exclaimed, suddenly awakening from his trance-like state. Verona looked towards the laboratory. " She went that way, my lord." she whispered, pointing as Dracula walked into the laboratory and down the hallway.

Dracula suddenly heard audible sobs. He quickened his pace down the long hallways. Marishka had always been strong, but things were piling up on her. He sensed that the Devil had mistreated her, but what could he do about it? Dracula turned a corner to find Marishka leaning against a column, sobbing her dead heart out. Marishka looked up into his eyes, transformed into her bat form, and flew from the castle.

" MARISHKAAA!" Dracula cried out. It was as if she was dying all over again. Verona and Aleera calling her to come back. Verona the loudest, of course. When Marishka was surely out of range to hear them, Dracula turned to his brides, who were preparing to transform and go after Marishka. Dracula held up his hand, signaling them to stay put. Aleera dropped her wings immediately, and in a childish voice said,

" Master! Perhaps she is simply hungry. She shall be back." Aleera stepped forward and clung to her master, while Verona watched on in disgust. She couldn't take this much longer.

" Aleera, darling." she said in the sweetest voice she could manage. " Perhaps you should go to the village to feed. You look famished."

Aleera glared at Verona. " Why don't you come with me?"

" Because, the villagers will become too panicked for us to handle at the moment."

Dracula stared at his brides. Things were getting awkward. Why? Was this Gabriel's work too? Had he torn his brides apart when he killed them? Well, two of them. Aleera refused to admit that Valerious had killed her. Too much conflict. Gabriel will pay for this.

The villagers of Vaseria went about their usual day, gossiping about what had happened to the princess and Van Helsing, going to the church to thank God for ridding the vampires, and haggling with merchants for food. Suddenly, they heard a loud screeching cry. The villagers stopped and listened in wonder. Then they saw it. A large white figure flying over Vaseria, sobbing in horrible screeches. The villagers yelled out in terror, and ran around panicking.

" Someone! Find him! Find Van Helsing! The vampires are back. The vampires are back!", one yelled.

A man ran to a horse and galloped away, yelling " Right away".

Van Helsing arrived in Rome late and, unlike how he used to hang around and go to a local bar, he had to go straight to the Vatican. He was wanted everywhere, with too many "murders" on his head. When he entered the Vatican, he was greeted by Cardinal Jinette.

" Gabriel Van Helsing! Wonderful to see you alive."

Van Helsing gave him a grim smile.

" So, how did it go?" the Cardinal asked eagerly.

" Well..." Carl said.. " We were attacked by three demon women, a werewolf, the Frankenstein monster, and Count Dracula." he paused. " How do you think it went?"

The Cardinal gave him an annoyed look.

" I meant did you get the job done right?

Carl was about to retaliate, but Van Helsing cut him off.

" Dracula is dead. We killed him."

The Cardinal gave Carl a surprised look, and Carl quickly pointed at Van Helsing and said, " Actually, he did the killing."

" And the Monster?"

Van Helsing shifted uncomfortably, and glanced at Carl, who simply shrugged.

" Well?"

" Taken care of." he lied.

" Good.", he said, walking away. Van Helsing looked confused.

" Isn't this the part where you tell me I'm about to be shipped off to get myself killed?"

The Cardinal looked at him. " No. We have no job for you. There have been no problems."

Van Helsing raised his eyebrows. " Impressive. So all the monsters are going to behave now or something?"

" There are no monsters left. Killing Dracula killed the rest of them."

With that, the Cardinal walked away.

Van Helsing turned to Carl.

" Does that include Frankenstein?" he muttered.

" If so, God rest him..." Carl muttered back. Suddenly his eyes widened. " So what happened when we were riding back here, hmm?"

" I don't want to discuss it." Van Helsing said, turning away.

Suddenly there was yelling in the front of the Vatican.

" VAN HELSING! VAN HELSING!"

Van Helsing walked towards the sound, pulling his gun. If whoever it was gave away where he was...

Van Helsing walked outside as a man on a Transylvanian horse rode up. The man stopped yelling.

" Van Helsing?" he asked breathing heavily.

" Who wants to know?"

" My name is Emil Costa. I come from Vaseria with a message." he said. " The vampires."

Van Helsing looked at the man with a blank face, working things out. "Emil" was Romanian for 'rival'. Could he trust the man. But he could see the urgency in the man's eyes and took on a look of deep concern.

" They're back, sir."

Van Helsing narrowed his eyes.

" Are you sure?"

" Very. We saw Marishka fly over the village. I don't know how long ago. I've been riding for a very long time."

" Do I have reason not to trust you?"

" Sir. I am very passionate about whether or not Dracula and his brides are here."

" Why is that?"

" I am Aleera's father. Dracula tore her from me. I can't let that happen to anyone else. Good sir, we must leave immediately. The vampires will be hungry, and we have always been the closest village."

Van Helsing stared at Emil. " Well, we don't have to leave right now. I've seen that village, it's covered with crosses and garlic."

Emil shifted uncomfortably.

" Actually, we threw all of that out in celebration."

" We'll leave in the morning then." Van Helsing said, turning and walking away.

" No." the man said firmly. " We must leave now."

Van Helsing glared at the man. How dare he tell him what to do? But then he saw the deep grief etched in the man's face.

" Alright. We'll leave now." Van Helsing turned around. " Carl! Come. We must go back to Vaseria."

Carl's jaw dropped. " You've got to be joking!"

" Carl!"

" Oh alright, I'm coming." he said shuffling foward.