Igor lead Murundio, Anna and Carl up the stairs of the tower. After a little prodding, it turned out the deformed little man could move pretty fast-especially since his life depended upon it.
"You know Dracula is going to kill you, right?" Murundio told him. Igor merely ignored him.
"After your usefulness fades, Dracula will snap your little neck."
Igor remained silent and Murundio grinned. He glanced at the gypsy Princess and saw that she was biting her lip.
"What are you thinking about?" He asked. Anna sighed.
"The future."
"What about it?" he asked.
"Up until now, my life and the lives of my family have been built around righting a wrong of the past. But now, victory is in my grasp, and maybe, just maybe, I will have a shot of leading something of a normal life," Anna said.
"Van Helsing has no past and you live you live in your past. I think both of you need to forget about it, and start looking towards the future," Murundio said.
"And what of your future?" Anna asked. That question caught him off-guard.
"I don't know," Murundio admitted. "There isn't much holding me together except the need for revenge and when that's gone... To be honest, I don't see a place for me in this world. I don't think I can live with myself."
"I know what you mean." Anna said quietly. "After Dracula is defeated, what is my purpose in life?"
"Look, I don't know much about you and Van Helsing, but I think he can give you a future. I suggest you stick with him," Murundio said.
"Um, guys? I'm still here," Carl said and Murundio sighed.
They reached the landing at the top of the stairs, where they saw an arched doorway. Inside was a room that looked like it had been calved of stone. In the centre of the room was a pedestal, upon which was a glass filled with a clear, white substance. Suspended in the middle of it was a physician's needle filled with a red liquid. Igor made a move but Anna stopped him with a glare.
"I'll go first," she said.
"As you wish, Princess," Igor sneered. Anna stepped towards the pedestal, weary of any traps Dracula might have placed. Murundio took a step forward into the room, eyes darting around.
And then everything went wrong.
Murundio heard a shout of surprise and Carl crashed into him, sending him sprawling on the ground in the room. He heard a metal clang and looked up to see that Igor had brung a metal gate down, trapping the trio in the room.
"Stay as long as you like! You try to get Igor but Igor get you!" Igor laughed, running away.
"He sounds very pleased with himself," Murundio muttered. Anna let out a string of bad words.
"How are we supposed to get out of here?" Carl asked.
"Well, if we must, we can use that window," Murundio said.
"You know, I really don't have a head for heights," Carl replied. They gathered around the jar, staring at it hard.
"Go ahead, grab it," Anna told Carl.
"You go ahead and grab it. If there's one thing I've learnt, it's that never be the first one to stick your hand in a something you don't know," Carl replied. Murundio stared dumbly at his reflection. Another pair of eyes stared right back at him.
"What the…?!"
The trio swung around as one of Dracula's vampire brides suddenly appeared, flashing her fangs at them.
"Hello Aleera," Murundio said quietly.
And that's when things really went to Hell.
So yeah, really short chapter but I thought it would be a good idea to end it here.
Just in case anyone didn't pick it up, Both Anna and Murundio was talking about suicide. Murundio is sad coz Aleera was taken from him and he's questioning his place in the world. Once he get's his revenge, what is his purpose? Anna has spent her whole life trying to right a wrong of the past and she never expected herself to live long. But now that she's been given the opportunity to be free of the curse, what is she to do?
Keep up the reviews, guys, because it's really encouraging:)