Welcome back! Thank you to my reviewers Believer29, Ardina, Ron's Sexy Girly 750, and Kristen. Also I do not own Van Helsing, I do however own a poster of Van Helsing, so -blows rasberry at lawyers-
"Are you sure this is where we are meeting her?" Van Helsing yawned. No one had been getting much sleep, but it was hard to do in a coach.
"Of course I am sure," Tanner replied darkly. He hated being questioned, especially by the man who murdered him. "I know more about my mistress then you can hope to remember."
"What does that mean?" Van Helsing asked as he saw the sun finally rise. But his question was lost as Atrum finally appeared.
"Tanner," she called, still naked, from behind a tree. "My clothes please, it is quite cold without my fur."
"Yes, mistress," Tanner replied as he walked up to the tree. He handed her clothing and turned to face the rest of the group. Atrum ran off to change, as Tanner walked back to the others.
"So are you two together?" Van Helsing question Tanner.
"Of course not," Tanner huffed, a relived look appeared on Van Helsing's face for a moment before it disappeared. "She is very much in love with her male counterpart or husbands as you call them now, and I dare not get in her away, or distract her with any of my emotions."
"So there is someone," Van Helsing sighed. "Where is he?"
"He was taken from her, and he does not remember who she is," Tanner replied, awaiting his mistress return. Looking towardsVan Helsinghe contuined."He could be standing right next to her and not even know her."
"But she knows him?" asked a curious Carl, who was still staring at the spot Atrum disappeared to.
"Yes, another of her punishments." The discussion came to a halt as Atrum reappeared, hidden behind her cloak again.
"Tanner," she growled, as she stormed over and slapped him. "When will you learn to keep your mouth shut."
"Sorry mistress," he replied sadly, he hated to anger her.
"Go get the coach ready," she order, coldness in her voice. Tanner quickly walked away to tend to the horses. "And you, Mr. Van Helsing, do not try to pry any more information from my servant. My life and curses are my own to keep, so bugger off!"
"Hey, I was just trying to make sure I'm not walking into a trap," Van Helsing replied, defending himself, as he crossed his arms. "No need to go off like that. After all you are the one who is making yourself look untrustworthy, not me."
"Do you have so little faith in people," she said, cruelly. "If I wanted you dead I would have killed you the moment I saw you."
"You would murder someone in a church," Carl gasped.
"I have before," she replied calmly, glaring at Carl, who gulped in fear. Her eyes flickered back to Van Helsing."You have no trust in me, maybe I should just leave you here."
"Yes that would make me trust you so much more," Van Helsing said, his voice laced with sarcasm. "While you are at it stick a knife in Carl, I'm sure to trust you then."
"Van Helsing," Carl gulped, as his eyesbulged out. "Please tell me you are joking!"
"Well," Atrum replied, turning to walk towards the coach. "Let me put it this way. You either enter my coach and continue with me to Siberia, or I abandon you in the woods and you'll never find out if I am truly trust worthy. Your choice Van Helsing, choose wisely."
"Well when you put it like that," Van Helsing sighed as she entered the coach. "I have to follow you and hope you prove trust worthy. Come on Carl."
"You want me to follow the woman you told to stab me!" Van Helsing enter the coach without replying to Carl. "Van Helsing! I'm not going anywhere!" The coach started to pull away. "WAIT! Wait for ME!"
The coach stopped and Carl ran and quickly entered the coach. When he shut the door Atrum put her hood down and glared at Carl, as the coach pulled away once again.
"Glad you decided to join us Carl," Van Helsing said as he looked to Atrum. "So the question is will you prove trust worthy."
"We shall see once we meet Dracula again," She replied, crossing her arms and legs. She glared at Van Helsing. "There will be no more inquiry into my past or curses, understood."
"Understood," Van Helsing stated, then added. "Except once we get to Siberia some questions will be answered."
"Perhaps," she laughed. "You'll just have to wait and see."
The rest of the journey went slow. Besides Atrum attempts to scare Carl, not much was said between the group. They reached the small Siberian town near night fall. they had a little trouble and it took them a little longer, it was the night of the new moon. Atrum did not have her hood up when she left the coach at sunset. The village looked creepy, old house set in a semi circle covered in snow. The buildings looked old and crooked, and about ready to crumble.
"Why do we always come to the creepiest of towns," Carl sighed as he looked around. Not a soul was insight, the windows where all dark, and the village looked abandoned.
"Are you sure this is the village we are suppose to be at?" Van Helsing asked, looking around for something alive, even a cat would do.
"Yes," she replied tiredly. "It is a cloaking spell. Oh I guess I forgot to mention this is a witch town. They do not like meddlers in there town."
"Oh so we will be getting the usual welcoming then," Carl said as he headed back towards the coach. Van Helsing grabbed the back of his brown cloak before he could flee.
"Come out Sonia," Atrum called. "I know you are here."
A petite woman came out from one of the abandon buildings. She had long straight dark brown hair and was dressed in A long sleevedvelvet dress of a deep purple. Her blue eyes looked like ice, and her stare was icy cold as she walked towards Atrum.
"How dare you," Sonia fumed, her voice as icy as her eyes. "You were told not to return after you let that abomination return to life! You have dishonered us again! You you!" She spit at Atrum's feet. "Cursed one!"
"Done?" asked a clearly bored Atrum. Sonia just stared at Atrum. "Good, now I have brought Van Helsing with me, and we will be returning Dracula to his grave. Any objections?"
"Outsiders!" Sonia went on with her rant. "You not only bring more shame to yourself by returning! But you bring outsiders! How dare you!"
She went to slap Atrum, but a black lace gloved hand stopped her. They glared at each other for a moment, before Atrum finally spoke.
"There are some liberties you are not allowed to take with me." Atrum released the wrist from her grasp. "Now you will give us shelter, and drop the barrier from us." Sonia just glared at her. "You know I could always tell Hecate how horribly you treated her servant, I'm sure she will be just as kind to you as she has been to me when I disobey her."
"Fine," Sonia growled, and spit at Atrum's feet again. "Cursed one!"
"Can we please knock it off with the whole cursed one bit?" Atrum sighed, and received a glare from Sonia. "Right, I forgot what stubborn witches you where here. Lodgings please."
"Fine," she sniffed. "I believe Zytka will house you. Everyone else wouldn't house the" she spit at Atrum again. "cursed one"
"Right," Atrum sighed, as she pinched the bridge of her nose and squinted her eyes. She was getting tried of the whole cursed one bit, it happened every time she came to this town. "Where is Zytka?"
"There," Sonia replied pointing to a house on the edge of town. "Now go! Also remove you coach!"
"Tanner move the coach," Atrum called out as she stormed towards the edge of town. She was furious at Sonia, the head of the town's reaction to her. Van Helsing and Carl followed her towards the house. She ripped the door opened and dropped her jaw. "Stefan?"
Heehee, left some clues there, do you know where I am going with this? Heehee! Right reviews! Pls! -gives puppy dog eyes- Till next time.