Daily Telegraph. December, 1st . Evening edition.
Vampires work it out; battle won be teamwork and unity.
In a surprising display of unity all worlds united to solve a problem, Vampires, Werewolves and the infamous Holy Order (see page 5) came together to defeat the widely known warlord and terrorist the Skull (See page 8) and his lieutenant, self acclaimed prince Viktor Vesorion. In this amazing feat an army of eight-hundred took on an army of two thousand as there other force was overrun. In an interview with the with the bride-to-be of the famous monster hunter, Gabriel Van Helsing, Misha Draguilia told us that to lead the attack was no great feat. "They were no great difficulty, they were separated and divided. Viktor Vesorion was no great leader, he was to sure of himself for his own good; all we had to do was separate his army further, most had hardly been trained and we had the advantage of horses and knights" says Misha. "But it worked out well for us, my sisters and father, plus all the vampires that were there were changed back to humans"
Though some regard this as the attack of the century, there is the drawback that the Skull escaped, "This is a great regret" says the Pope. "We got there as soon as we could but he had gone, there were no traces of his inhabitance"
For more on this story, read page two...
Daily Telegraph Christmas day edition. Eighteen ninety.
Wedding of the year announced!
Misha Draguilia and Gabriel Van Helsing announce their upcoming wedding today at the grand Christmas ball in Budapest. The wedding is rumoured to be the society event of the year, and it is said the Misha will be wearing a dress with a bodice a pearls that has cost a total of five thousand Rubles. "People say that this will be the event of the year, but we aren't interested in this being something big" says Count Dracula. "This is a family event for my daughter and son-in-law-to-be, not some spectacle for the public to watch, though they will be welcome to come"
The bride-to-be was not available for comment. For picture of the suspected wedding dress and information on the wedding, see page three...
Daily Telegraphed May 1st. Eighteen ninety-one.
Misha and Gabriel tie the not.
Lord Gabriel Van Helsing marries Countess Misha Draguilia today in Budapest...
The popular rumour that Misha's dress would cost five thousand Rubles quashed as real dress revealed...for full details, see page two.
Misha sat up in her bed and looked around, wondering idly where her fiancée was, he brain was
slow to work, very slow, but everything was somehow linked up in the end and she remembered: Today is my wedding day, ahhhhhhhh! I need to get up, get ready, get made up, and get my dress on, what's the time?-she looked over at the steadily ticking clock; 8:30-Oh God, why do I always sleep in when I'm not supposed to? I need Vera and Alee and Mari and Oli and Cori, need my sisters. AHHHHHH! These were all thoughts going through Misha's currently hysterical mind, but as on cue Aleera, Marishka and Verona burst through the door with Jenica, Olivia and Corinthia plus maids and tailor holding a very large box and smirking.
"Why so flustered sister?" asked Verona, then she looked at Misha who now felt like an idiot and looked like one two with her hair in a frizz around her head. " Did you really thought that we would let you be late on your big day?"
"No, I just thought I had slept in" snarled Misha, grabbing her robe and covering her very slim and, for lack of a better work, hot form from the eyes of the tailor. "Is that a crime now?"
"No" said Verona. "But you shouldn't freak out so, dear sister"
"Come on, chop chop" said Marishka, snapping her fingers. "We have a bride and the future of the Draguilia family to look out for"
"All your bridesmaids are down stairs getting ready" said Aleera. "We'll only take a few seconds and we have to be at the church by 11:00"
"Well hurry then" Misha practically screamed. It's not their wedding they're gonna miss!
Misha felt her hair pulled back and a wet comb run through it over and over again till it was sopping, then it was brushed, divided and pulled tight around the curlers. Her face was splashed in very cold water to bring out her colour, perfume was sprayed, and makeup applied as Misha was pulled over to the roaring fire for her hair to dry.
"Not too much rouge" cried Misha as they powdered and coloured her skin. "I only want a hint"
"Yes ma'am, miss fussy" said Verona, patting the puff against her skin.
After they had fussed over her hair and makeup, they went for the big box that contained the most publicised dress ever. Misha felt the sexy corset pull tight over her already slender waist and her suspenders attached to their stockings. Then came the dress, its soft material sliding over her body and flowing down her legs. When she turned around she couldn't believe her eyes, the dress was beautiful. It was made of white satin with gold lace; the bodice was a corset stile one with a split down the middle that was filled with the gold lace, it had hanging sleeves that split down the middle seem and fell by her sides, also made of gold lace, the bodice was embroidered with an intricate Gothic pattern in gold tread as was the bottom of the skirt. Her hair had been pulled back into a curly bun on the top of her head, a gold and diamond tiara sat in front on the bun and the veil was attached to it at the back. Her bridesmaids wore gold satin dresses with drape sleeves that split like hers.
Meanwhile, back with the boys
"GABRIEL VAN HELSING, DONT YOU DARE CHICKEN OUT!" yelled Carl.
"I'M NOT EFFING WELL CHICKENING OUT" Van Helsing yelled Back.
"THEN GET OVER HERE, YOU NEED TO GET INTO YOUR SUITE" cried Carl.
The argument continued fiercely, Carl was shouting at Gabriel,Giordano and Dracula were yelling at everyone; Overall the report was not good, clothing lay scattered about, the bed was unmade and the quilt lay on the floor with the rest.
"Where is that suit" muttered Dracula, rummaging through the chaos. "Ah ha-" he found the suit under the bed- "Come here Gabriel"
Van Helsing obediently walked over to Dracula and stood still.
"Well, put it on" said Dracula, handing him the suit.
"Fine" muttered Van Helsing, putting on the very military suit complete with epaulets and medals; it was dark blue with gold brocade and beautifully crafted embroidery on the sleeves and bottom a the frock coat.
"Nice" said Carl, standing back to survey Van Helsing. "What do you say, Vlad?"
"Good" said Dracula slowly. "You look like you did when you were first to be married, Gabriel. Younger too"
"Well that's great" said Van Helsing. "I would really hate to marry a twenty four year old woman looking like the crypt keeper, Vlad"
At that moment Verona came in, her black hair swept back and curled. She was wearing a beautiful white dress.
"I hope you guys are hurrying" said Verona coldly, then her eyes fell upon the state of the room. "What the hell happened here, a hurricane?"
"No, Vlad and Carl happened here" said Giordano matter-o-factly.
"Ah" said Verona. "I expect all this cleared up before we leave by the way"
"Yes ma'am" they chorused monotonously.
"I hope so or the consequences will be dire" said Verona, turning and walking out of the room.
"We'd better hurry" said Giordano. "We have to leave soon"
They ran around for a good ten minutes, picking up their clothes and books from the floor, when they had finished the room looked slightly more presentable, but only slightly, there were still the wine bottles from the Stag night, the books with rather indecent pictures of woman in them before it could be classed as presentable.
"Well, shall we go to our grand chariot then?" asked Giordano coolly.
"Yeah, let's get this over with" said Van Helsing apprehensively.
"If you dare get cold feet Gabriel..." Dracula left the rest hanging.
They walked out and climbed into the Benze motor car and drove toward the great cathedral, and that, dear readers is how our story ends, with a great happily ever after, or so it would seem, for no one ever lives happily ever after...
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