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New story! I hope you like it.

Summary: what if Dracula actually bit Anna before Van Helsing got to her, which would change the whole story's ending! Let's see what happens. (Note: in the beginning of this story I might have to tell part of the movie, so it might start out a little slow, so their might be some spoilers for the people who haven't seen the movie yet, and anotherthing, i know the map is in the armory, but it will be easier if its in the library ok, sorry for the inconvenience)

Disclaimer: I don't own it; any of it, so don't sue me for it, any of it.

Anna glided along the floor in the arms of Count. She felt as if she were in a dream, she was watching herself dance but could not control herself, but the hard kiss he gave her woke her up from this so called dream. The interesting thing about dancing with him was apart of her wanted to pull away and run but the other part desired him, wanted his attention. She hated this feeling, feeling helpless, felling as if she were a puppet and he was pulling his strings. "I'm sorry Velkan, if I fail."

"One bite is all it takes". He trailed a finger across her shoulder that made her shiver. As he dipped her she looked to her right to see in the large portrait mirror, only her reflection, it looked as she were dancing with herself it scared her to think that if he had his way with her that's what would become of her, the last Valerious would become the creature her family had hunted all these years, "no" she thought as he spun her around again, and started kissing her neck "I will not let this happen I will..." But the sharp pinch of his fangs piercing her skin broke her out of her thoughts. She let out a sharp gasp as her knees started give way, weaker and weaker she got as he drained the life out of her, before she even had the chance to close her eyes she was in the air.

Van Helsing held Anna by her waist as he swung through air toward the balcony where Carl stood waiting to run for his life. The back of his mind was screaming to check if Anna was alright, the werewolf venom in his veins told his sense of smell that blood had been shed, and it was close. But the thing that worried him was that Anna seemed a little out of it, and she wasn't really holding on either. When he reached the balcony and let go of Anna, who stumbled and leaned against the wall. He ran over to her to snap her out of whatever kind of trance Dracula had put her in. "Anna. Anna, are you alright? Anna." A sudden relief ran over him as her eyes fluttered open and started tearing off the jewelry that she was wearing. Then he grabbed her by her wrist and dragged her along then hall, with Carl not far behind. They ran until they reached a large room and Van Helsing quickly looked the great doors. "Carl you and Anna stay here while I'll try to find a way out alright?" he told the friar who quickly nodded. Van Helsing went through a random door and Carl went through another. While Anna leaned against the wall to catch her breath.

Anna couldn't really comprehend what was actually going on though she was awake and not under Dracula's influence she still felt as if she were floating. Her neck itched , and she felt tired, she knew that he had bitten her but she didn't want to believe it, like when velkan bit Van Helsing he also didn't want to believe it either. She reached to scratch her neck to find that scratching it made it worse, now it burned, her glove suddenly felt warm and wet. She glanced at her hand to see that the wound on her neck was now bleeding and her blood had soaked into her white satin glove. She feverishly stared at blood soaked palm for a couple seconds trying to comprehend what was going on, that is this really happening, and did she really get bit? "No" she whispered aloud shaking her head. She pulled off her gloves and pressed one against her bleeding neck. But she quickly pulled it away when Van Helsing and Carl barged through the door and ran over to her. Van Helsing grabbed her by her arm and dragged her through the great door he had come out of. "Where are we going now?" she asked tiredly.

"Through that window" Van Helsing and Carl said at the same time pointing at the window. At that they burst thorough the large stained glass window into a huge river. The water woke Anna up instantly. The cold water washed off most of the blood that was running down her shoulder. Then a loud bellowing sound echoed through their surroundings. It was the Frankenstein monster. He was struggling to get free. Egor mercilessly called out "say goodbye to your friends now, you are going where only the master and the devil know. I will see you soon princess." His cruel laugh mixed with Frankenstein's cry as they sailed down the stream into the fog.

"We need another plan, we need to find that door" Van Helsing said with a mix of determination and frustration. "We have to rescue him".

"About that" the friar said nervously, as van Helsing turned to face him. "I contacted Rome, and they said even if Dracula is dead you still have to destroy the monster."

"But he isn't evil!" he yelled angrily that made Anna, Carl even himself flinch.

"But he also isn't human" he sad a little scared but mostly sad. That thought made Anna's heart skip a beat. What if she was really turning into a vampire? They would have to kill her too. Then out of impulse of frustration, Van Helsing grabbed Carl by the shoulders and pressed him against the gate.

"Did they tell you how to kill me, huh, did they?" his eyes narrowing.

"N...no" he stuttered. All three of them knew that it was the werewolf venom making him overreact. Anna swam and pushed between them to get them apart. Then spontaneously van Helsing grabbed Anna by the neck and pressed her against the gate.

"If you wouldn't have set your brother free," he pressed harder she cringed in pain. "He wouldn't have bitten me and we wouldn't have had to come for you, and we wouldn't have lost him!" he yelled, with Anna desperately trying to pull his hands of her neck. It was enough that Dracula had bitten her but now he was going to choke her to death. Soon enough her hands started to weaken and her eyes started to close, her face was starting to turn blue. When he finally realized what he was doing he loosened his grip, but something was wrong his hand felt wet and new that it want the rain. He let her neck go and she gasped for breath. He stared at his hand; it was blood, her blood. Her precious valerious blood. He grabbed her by the shoulders and looked at her neck two little bleeding puncture holes. He cupped her face with his hand and said calmly "he bit you, didn't he?" Her head dropped but he asked again "didn't he?" she nodded. He let her go and hit the gate in frustration. "We have to get back to the house."

Nobody spoke a word on the way back to the house; awkwardly they trudged through the rain toward the village. They arrived at the house and entered the library. Automatically Carl when to the desk where he was reading the night Dracula's children were awakened. Van Helsing quietly followed and leaned on the desk as Carl explained to him something about Dracula's past, while Anna silently watched.

Then a sudden strike of pain hit Anna's head, like she was it hard with something. She cringed and put a hand to her head. The pain subsided and she relaxed. Suddenly felt as if she couldn't breath. She gave a sharp gasp that got Van Helsing's attention. Anna desperately tried to breath but it felt as if something was choking her, she staggered toward the wall and leaned, almost slammed herself against the wall and started coughing. Van Helsing ran toward Anna and trued to figure out what was happening to her. Then the pain in her head returned but worse. She clutched the sides of her head, leaning against the wall, she slid to the floor still clutching her head, breathing turned into hyperventilating and she started to shiver. Van Helsing kneeled down and touched her shoulder; her temperature was hot to the touch. With his werewolf senses he knew something was terribly, terribly wrong. The beating of her heart filled her and van helsing's ears. It was beating very, very fast. He gripped her arm and helped her to her feet he caught her when her knees gave way so he picked her up, in an attempt to carry her to her room but something stopped him dead in his tracks she stopped hyperventilating, she had sort of relaxed, but not in the way he had hoped. Her heart started to beat slower than it was supposed to he could hear her heart, it was stopping. Panic hit him when he figured out what was happen to her, she was dieing. He just looked at her when her body went limp, though she is still breathing; the sound of her heart had stopped. She was dieing.