Well well, I see so far you guys like the story, I'm very happy. Ok here we go.
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Note: I'm sorry if it's a little short, the next one will be a little longer, promise.
Van Helsing had leaned against the wall next to the door and watched Anna cry for a while now. She still sat on the floor in her damp gown, and her crying had slowed from hysterical sobbing to gentle weeping, once in a while whispering apologies to the atmosphere around her, probably to her family she though she had failed. It broke his heart to see some one so strong and beautiful so scared and helpless when she wasn't really. And what would become of him? He was slowly changing into a vicious monster as well, he couldn't put off the transformation once it happened, he would uncontrollably kill innocent people, and so would she. He thought about it long and hard, and then the pain started, horribly excruciating. It felt as if his bones were rearranging, cracking and bending. Then his eyes felt as if they were fogging over but that lifted fairly quickly. The fit passed painfully slow. He slumped against the wall, catching his breath. Not noticing that his tantrum had caused the door to slowly creak open.
Anna sat in a heap on the floor; her weeping had made her tired and more delirious than she was before. "What am I going to do?" she asked herself "sooner or later I'm going to kill an innocent person." The thought of that terrified her. There goes her future of protecting the village; she was becoming the creature that she had protected them from all these years. "And so will Van Helsing." At the thought of Van Helsing, the door creaked open a little. Startled, she turned her head towards the door she saw a silhouette hovering in the doorway. "Van Helsing" she mouthed but no words escaped her lips.
He cautiously pushed the door ajar and took one slow step inside. He watched her as she embarrassingly wiped the tears from her face. The only time he had really seen her cry was when she first realized that her brother was a werewolf. All this was happening too fast, for the both of them. None of them spoke. He didn't know what to say, and neither did she. And for a while there was an awkward silence.
Anna tried to get up from her place on the floor, she tried to get on her feet but a sudden tiredness washed over her and fell back down on the floor again. Tired and frustrated she started to sob again. This time she didn't understand why she was crying. All she could understand was that she was now immortally damned, confused, delirious and tired. She didn't care if Van Helsing saw her cry; it would probably be the last time she would show her human emotion, which thought made her cry harder.
To see Anna like this confused Van Helsing even more. Her failed attempt to get back on her feet bothered him. She was usually so strong and calm but to see her so scared and confused worried him. "We'll figure something out." He finally said in a low voice, he lowered his head the brim of his hat covering the worry in his eyes. Those words stopped her crying. She looked up at him with her tear stained face and stared at him with an unsure look. Then she took a deep shaky breath, trying to pull herself together.
Anna tried calm herself once again, she another deep breath and prepared to respond to what van Helsing had just said to her, but when she opened her mouth all that came out was the beginning of another round of sobbing. She covered her face to hide her embarrassment. She never usually cried this much and she didn't understand why. She took in a sharp breath and finally spoke. "How can you be so sure it will all work out in the end?" she spoke over crying. "We are both turning into monsters! And there is nothing you or me or anybody can do about it!" almost crying and yelling at the same time. She couldn't take this anymore, she hated felling helpless. She grabbed hold to her bed post and with all her strength forced herself to her feet. She stepped forward. "Even if you manage to get cure for werewolf curse" she took a step forward towards a very startled Van Helsing. She felt a wave of anger come over her out of nowhere "what will become of me? Will you kill me once you kill Dracula? Why don't you just kill me now? Get it over with?" the last sentence she spoke even shocked her. Her voice sounded strongly familiar.
Van Helsing stared at Anna in shock; she had never spoken to him in that tone of voice to him before. "Maybe she is just delirious" he thought to him self. But the next thing she did made his blood run cold. An almost evil but calm smirk came upon her face and she took another step closer. "Or maybe you don't want to kill me, for another reason..." She purred. He instantly knew who she sounded like, she sounded exactly like Aleera. That's what scared him the most, but what happened next stole the show. Her eyes slowly tinted to what he thought was a light blue, the as her smile grew so did her teeth, they grew longer and her eyes started to glow a florescent electric blue.
Anna felt great, she was in control, and she loved the control. For once she was the stronger one. Then a sudden wave of tiredness washed over her like all the strength left her body in one move. Van Helsing watched as Anna struggled to keep her eyes open. Anna's electric blue eyes finally closed and van Helsing caught her when her knees gave way. He picked her up and laid her down on her bed again. "It's already starting" her took her limp hand in his. "just what ever you dream, stay away from Dracula, Anna, please stay away from him." He pleaded, even if Anna was vampire, he still had to protect her, that was still his job, and stating now, it would always be. "please."