Disclaimer: I DIDN'T DO IT! NOBODY SAW ME DO IT! YOU CAN'T PROVE A THING! hem hem Sorry, so where was I? Oh yes, I don't own the characters of this story and I don't own the setting... please don't sue me

Why is it so important to kill Dracula anyway?

The villagers didn't seem to appreciate their presence. Carl gulped a few times trying very hard to fight the urge and run away screaming for his mom.

He had told Van Helsing that he wasn't a field man but of course the other man hadn't believed him. Well, there wasn't a reason to believe a friar who wasn't allowed to lie after all, was there?

It didn't matter anymore anyway because he was standing in the middle of nowhere at a very hostile place now and had no chance to get out of this before Dracula was killed.

Only thinking of it made Carl feel sick and so he decided that a little Smalltalk might help him to fight the urge to run away screaming for his mom after wetting his pants.

"Why is it so important to kill Dracula anyway?" he asked finally because it was the only question which came to his mind right then.

Van Helsing didn't seem to be keen on talking that very moment but was politely enough to answer the question: "Because he's the son of the devil!"

"I mean other than that!" Carl stated immediately. He would just keep talking until Van Helsing would either send him home because he was too annoying or knock him out.

"Because everything bitten or created by him will die as well if he dies?" Gabriel suggested a little unnerved this time.

"How do you know this?" the friar wanted to know immediately afterwards "Because back at Rome you didn't know anything about vampires!"

"I read stuff about them while we were on the ship!" Gabriel stated and gave Calr an annoyed look which could have killed an elephant.

Fortunately for the friar he wasn't an elephant but at the same time in Africa a big elephant dropped dead.

If this had happened because Van Helsing really could kill someone only looking at them or because the animal had been really old and ill will remain an unsolved mystery forever.

Carl however didn't get the hint and continued asking: "Where did you get the books from?"

"Somewhere, anywhere, none of your business!" Gabriel snorted.

"I have the nagging feeling…" Carl began.

"And I have a nagging companion!" Van Helsing interrupted him.

"…that there is something more behind all of this!" Carl insisted "What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it? What is it?"

"Okay, okay!" Gabriel surrendered finally "FINE! He has to die because he's got more fangirls than I have!"