Chapter Seven

"Good Morning, here is today's top news. October Peters is missing after Officer Derek Wilkinson brought her to the Funeral of William Van Helsing. The officer has not been found, but under the circumstance, he is presumed dead. Late last night, Roberta Philips, housekeeper for Van Helsing, said that she broke in to the house and stole some valuable items. If anyone is to see Peters, we must warn you that she could be armed. We do not know what she is capable of."

Derek turned off the radio and looked at October who was staring out the window. Then she started laughing, "I told you they would come up with something that makes me seem like a psychotic killer. Now I'm a psychotic killer slash thief."

Derek just stood up and put another log on the fire. "I know your not, considering I'm not dead yet." Then he went and sat beside her. "October, you have to put aside what everyone else thinks and do what you have to do. What if your grandpa is right? What if this could be the end of the world and you are the only one that can stop it?"

"What if I don't want to do this? What if I'm scared of what's going to happen?" October said, her eyes filled with worry.

"I think you would be a fool if you weren't scared. And I will be there as far as I can go to help you. So I say we get up and looks through theses books and find clues to what is need to be done to stop these guys."

October smiled weakly at the man beside her and nodded her head.

"Do you see this Dillon?" The woman said pointing to the TV. "I thought you said she was in an intuition, away from bothering us. Now she has stole from Van Helsing. She probably stole some information on how to get ride of Dracula. However, it won't be as difficult to get her in our hands to complete the ritual. We need her blood to complete it, to bring back my prince of darkness. Blood of the enemy, to bad we didn't know that when we kill that old man."

Dillon sat on his couch as the woman walked towards him "What do you want me to do?"

The woman smiled and sat on Dillon's lap. "I want you to find out where she is hiding and bring her to me. Then I have another little job for you."

"Okay, What do we have so far?" Derek said as he sat on the couch looking up at October who was pacing the room with and notebook in her hand. It had been three days since they had been up in that cabin trying to unlock codes hidden in the books.

"We found out that for the ritual, they need a host. Because Dracula turned to ash meaning he has no body form. Also the ritual can only happen on a night of a full moon at exactly at three thirty three." She said as she read the notebook.

Derek scratched his head as he listened to her read. "When is the next full moon?"

October walked over to the calendar on the wall and flipped through the months until she found November. "The next on is December fifth. Which give us…seven days to find them. "

Derek laughed nervously "So within seven days we have to find these guys and stop them from bring Dracula back?"

October nodded her head "But I have a feeling that they will come find us first..." she said as she stared down at a book. "'The night that I should return, I wait to test the blood of that I loathe. For that blood will make my life whole. He who's soaked in my blood, will pay for what he did.'" October closed the book, her face pale. "They will be looking for me and my blood is what is going to bring him back. It is the final ingredient in the ritual."

Derek stood up and walked over to her. "October, whatever is going happen you know I'm going to be there right beside you." He said as he grabbed her by the forearms and gave her a little shake.

October looked into his chocolate brown eyes and he light brown wavy hair. She could tell that he was very fit under his clothes; he had to be a police officer. She never knew what it was like to have someone say that they would stand beside through the worst situation. She didn't know what to think. She leaned in as kissed him on the lips. Derek pushed her away and looked at her dark eyes that made him melt.

"October…I don't…" Derek started to object but October stopped him "shh" Then she kissed him again. "No one has ever trusted me like you." She said before she kissed him again. Derek smiled at her. Then she pushed him towards the bedroom. "October, I shouldn't."

Derek wanted her, he really did. He had been with her for only four days and didn't to go from just meeting to lovers. He has thought about her thou. He thought she was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, in a dark way. Her long black hair the falls in her face as she reads, her snow-white skin. Her flaws. He noticed on the right side of her face there was a scar in the shape of a crescent. He nails that she bit when she was nervous. He wanted to help her in her world of uncertainty, for he was lost about the world himself.

October pulled him in the room and laid down on the bed and pull him down with her. They started taking their clothes off and started making love.

"Are you sure she is going to be there?" Said the woman who was with Dillon.

"Yeah. I'm sure; it is the safest place she would go. I saw her at the funeral with that cop. He would be with her. I know of this place because Van Helsing told me about incase I was ever to get in trouble. No one else knows its location."

"Good job Dillon. Don't look so green. It is not a nice color for you." The woman said as she looked at the young man. "It is going to be worth it in the end. Trust me."

Dillon looked at her as they sat in a black van. There was more with them, about seven of them all together.

"Take the next right. Then…" He was hesitant "…then take the second road on the left. The cabin will be there."

The woman smiled "That's a good boy."

Dillon looked out the window and started into the darkness.

A year before

Dillon sat alone in the library studying for his next test at Oxford. When William Van Helsing came up to him. "What are you studying?" The curious old man asked. "History. I'm I history major. I'm currently studying the Arthurian times and the dark ages." The man smiled "You like that dark gothic stuff too, you should meet my granddaughter. She is into all that medieval stuff as well. She is here actually. Come I want you to meet her."

The old man led him to a figure sitting on the couch with a book in her noise. "October." The old man got her attention. She looked up at stared at the boy in front of her and gave him a smile that could melt hearts.

"Is this the place?" Dillon was brought back to reality. "Dillon, is this the place." He nodded his head when he saw the orange mustang, remembering that was the car he saw October and cop in.

"Yeah. That's the place."