Chapter Two

"We have a big problem?"

"What? What is it? Are you alright?" October stood up worried for her grandfather. Will took a deep breath and just stood there in the entrance way. "A book of mine is missing?" October crocked her eyebrow "A book? You ran all the way down here from work just to tell us that you are missing a book?" He grandfather moved closer and sat down on the chair and looked at his granddaughter. "Not just any book. The Mortifier." Dillon looked at the old man with curiosity. "The Morta what?" Will looked at the young man. "The Mortifier. The book of Death."

"And this is a problem because…?" October said as she rolled her eyes. Will stood up and went to one of the shelves and grabbed a book, opened it to a certain page and handed it to his granddaughter. "This is why." October looked carefully at the book. "Dracula?" Will just nodded his head madly. "What does this book of the dead have anything to do with Dracula?"

"Everything. This book can give anyone the means to bring him back to life." Will said with so much passion in his voice. "Grandpa, are you sure your not going all senile on me in talking about a human that never existed." October said handing the book to Dillon. The old man glared at the young woman. "You remember the story I told you about your Great-great-grandfather, Gabriel Van Helsing?" No reply came from the girl she just stared at her grandfather in disbelief. "You know. The one the kill Dracula in Romania?"

October started to laugh, "That is just a fable that Great-grandfather Van Helsing told to Bram Stoker so that he could have a best seller. It is not real. You can't believe that this 'Dracula' really existed?"

Will, ignoring his granddaughter, went to another part of the library and pulled a book. A set of selves lifted up reviling a safe. He put in the combination and opened the safe door. Both Dillon and October went over to the safe and looked inside. It was filled with old papers and documents. Will started shuffling through them. "I knew I had it here. I don't know how it got out." Then he pulled out a document and handed it to October.

She stared down at a drawing "What's this?" She said as she looked up. "That is a missing page of the book." Will said staring in her eyes, as October search for any signs of mockery. "You can't be serious." Will nodded his head "We need to find that book before those who have it realize what they can do with it. Unless they already know it purpose."

"Wait…" She October said as she looked at her grandfather who seem to aged since he got there. "How? The book can bring him back but how?" Will walked over to the window.

"When Gabriel destroyed Dracula. He made another pact with devil. That he would be able to rise again and seek revenge. While devil agreed, but in order for him to resurrect, the proper recital had to be preformed. The Mortifier was created by the devil himself. Lucky my father found it before someone who would use it to bring him back. We have keep it hidden until now. Someone or something must have removed and place it somewhere so someone who had the will to use it, to bring back the dark prince." Will said as he stared out the tall glass window.

"Revenge? On who?" Will turned around to face his beloved grandchild. "On the Van Helsing family." October face turned white. "So… if he does come back…he is going to what…kill…us." Will nodded his head. October sat down on the couch and pinched the arch of her nose and let out a big sigh.

"You know this is ridiculous. Dracula does not or did not exist." October said with a shaky voice. "And I think you should see someone about this." Will looked at his granddaughter with hurt eyes.

Dillon looked down at the ground then up at October. "I'm going to go, so you two can talk." October looked up at him and nodded her head "I'll call you later." Dillon smiled weakly and left the library.

"You don't believe me. You will if he comes back. You are going to be the one to kill him." Will said as he walked over to her. "Say you are right, which I doubt it. We have the page to the book. Will they be looking for it? Is it significant in bringing Him back." Will looked at her "Without it, they can't." October laughed to herself "This is unbelievable." Then she looked up again. "Who ever took this book, will they be looking for this page? If they come looking for the page they we can catch them and we have your book back."

"It's not that simple." Will said sitting down in the chair across from his granddaughter. "How?" October asked. "If these people know how to find the book, they will know how to find me. It is most likely those involved in witchcraft. Satanist. They can easily find out where this page it." October laughed again. "Satanist?" William nodded his head as he took the page from her hands. He folded it and placed it in his pant pockets. "May you should go for a rest. You looked tired." October sighed. "But…" Will cut her off, I'm going to be down her looking over the documents that I have collected over the year. You have nothing to worry about. For now." October just stood up and left the room.

October stay in her room for the rest of the day and now it was finally night. She laid restless on her bed not sure what to think of what her grandfather just told her. Just then she heard a loud crash coming from downstairs. She stood up quickly and ran through the long corridor and down the stairs and went straight to the library.

When she ran in she stopped suddenly. No one was there; but a light was left on, on her grandfather's desk. She walked around the furniture to go turn it off. But when she go behind the desk her heart stopped. There lying on the floor dead was her dearest grandfather. His throat was slit and the floor was cover in blood. She scooped up his body and started crying silently. Then she remembered that he had that page, the page that they need to keep safe. She searched his pockets, but it was nowhere to be found.

Standing up she searched his desk looking for this page. She was starting to panic. Then she heard someone in the doorway. She looked up to see the housekeeper, Mrs. Philips. "What are you doing October? Where's your father?" The young woman just started at the older woman. "Where's your Father, October?" The woman screamed. Then she briskly walked over to the desk and screamed when she saw her employer socked in blood on the floor.

"You Murderer. I knew when he brought you her you were up to no good. You little demon. You stay right where you are. I'm calling the cops." She picked up the phone on the desk. October looked at the woman. Then ran around the desk and left the house.

"Dillon!" October jumped into her arm when he opened his apartment door. "Tober, what are you doing here…" He stopped when he saw he covered in blood. "What the hell? Is that yours?" October shook her head. "No." The brought her to the couch and sat her down. "Why are you here? How did you get here?" She looked at him. "I walked." Dillon was surprised "You walked. It is like and hour walk from your place." He said looking at the girl who face was stained with tears.

October looked at the TV and saw that Dillon was watching the news. The horror struck when she saw her home on the television. Dillon noticed the same thing and didn't keep his eyes off of it. They both sat in silence and the listened.

"Just over an hour ago, Senior Librarian of Oxford University, William Van Helsing, was brutally murdered. Our prime suspect is October Peters. Housekeeper, Roberta Philips, found her at the scene of the crime. This is what she has to say."

"October came to us four years ago. I knew from the moment I saw her that she was no good, with her nose ring and tattoo. She is just no good."

"Police record's says that Peters' father was murdered in the same fashion eleven years ago by Peters when she was only eight years old. The courts decided that it was due to her mental health. She spent two years after her father's murder in a mental hospital. Now after the murder of her grandfather, will the courts be as lenient. This Anne Smith reporting for BBC news."