1Chapter 22

"Michelle!" exclaimed Catherine in joy. She ran forwards and hugged her little sister tight. She was crying in joy. "I was afraid you were dead." continued Catherine. She held Michelle out at arms length and looked into her blue eyes. They were paler. "You had a vision." Catherine continued.
"Ya. It's Amelia, she's going to die." whimpered Michelle. She didn't know what her oldest sister was at the moment. "Where is she?" asked Michelle when she looked at the door and Van Helsing and noticed that Amelia was not in the room. Michelle pulled away from her sister's grip and hurried to the door. She tried opening it but it was locked, still.
Van Helsing put his hand on Michelle's shoulder and shook his handsome head. Catherine looked out the window on the other side of the room and couldn't see the moon from this angle.
"Van Helsing, the moon is on its last quarter, right?" asked Catherine. Van Helsing nodded.
"Why? What happened to Amelia?" asked Michelle. She was glancing back and forth between Catherine and Van Helsing.
"Amelia's... a werewolf now." answered Van Helsing. There was silence in the room, but from outside it they could here shrieks and roars and thumps and crashes. Michelle looked at Narumi who was looking up at her. She was amazed.
Narumi didn't believe that someone would actually come for the little girl. But people did, and so did a werewolf. Just then there was a click coming from the door. There was a key in the lock, and it slowly opened.
Catherine and Van Helsing quickly took out their pistols. Van Helsing had two and Catherine had only one. They pointed it at the door and waited for someone to come out the other side.
Aleera poked her head through the crack in the door. She smiled and flung it open, off it's hinges. It hit Catherine and she was flung backwards. Her gun was firing but missed the vampire every time. Van Helsing was firing his gun, but it did no use. This was not a deadly threat to the vampire. He pulled out from his cloak a casket of holy water.
Aleera saw this and flung herself at Van Helsing. He had opened the casket though and flung it at the oncoming vampire. Water sprayed everywhere, splashing all over Aleera. Aleera screamed and put her hands to her face. She began to dry up, and crumble. Moments later all that was left of her was a heap of ash, like the one they had found in the forest.
Catherine got up, pushing the door off her. Van Helsing was standing, the flask opened at his feet, next to the pile of ash. Pained shrieks of loss came from above.

The werewolf looked around itself. A pile of burnt vampire was settled against the wall. The werewolf listened to the shrieks around it and decided to follow the voices. It turned and fled across the hall and back up the stairs. When it reached the corridor where it's fight first began, it noticed that the door at the end was open, or actually gone. Figures were moving around inside, and gunshots were being fired. A shriek rattled the air and the werewolf took this as a cue to attack.

Narumi's eyes opened in fear. The vampire was dead but a monstrous creature was catapulting itself down the corridor towards them. Van Helsing peaked his head around the door to see what was coming and when he saw the brown werewolf coming down the hall he ran towards Michelle and lifted her up, just when the werewolf made the entrance of the door. He carried her and jumped towards the other side of the room, where they landed heavily on the ground. The monster ran towards Catherine and her, still lying on the ground, fired a round of silver bullets from her gun. Her older sister faltered but still came at Catherine. Catherine kicked up her legs as the monster came onto her and she kicked it over her head with her two legs.
As the werewolf was kicked, and losing strength from the bullets puncturing it, it's mind came back. Amelia saw her life flash before her eyes. She was flying through the room, towards a window. She saw a girl crouching on the ground next another dead girl. Amelia grabbed at this girl for support, a clawed hand reaching out. The claw latched onto the sleeve of the girls tunic and the girl also lifted with Amelia.
The werewolf was flung over Catherine's head and was catapulted through the tall glass window on the eastern side of the room. The glass shattered and fell to the ground hundreds of feet below, to the bottom of the cliffs, with the howling werewolf, and a screaming Narumi along with it.

Joseline and Verona were shrieking as they came down the stairs. They felt the death of their master and Aleera. The breaking of glass was heard echoing through the empty halls. The two Vampires ran down the corridor towards the red room. The door was gone and the window could be seen with broken glass scattered everywhere.
Joseline turned into her vampire form and spread her wings that were not as long as Dracula's, and flew swiftly down the corridor.

Catherine was looking through the window, below into the jagged rocks a the bottom of the cliffs. She was too far away to see any persons lying dead at the bottom.
Van Helsing let go of Michelle and stood up. He had shielded her from the glass that flew in every direction when the window shattered. He had cuts on his arms and neck, but other than that he was fine. He helped up a whimpering Michelle, and she ran over to Catherine who as staring out the window.
"Amelia! Amelia!" cried out Michelle. She was crying, hoping for her sister to reappear from the shadows of death. But she didn't come. Michelle stared down to the bottom of the cliffs desperately.
"She's not coming back..." answered Catherine. She had her eyes closed and tears were rolling down her cheeks. Behind them Joseline was hurriedly flying down the corridor towards them. Van Helsing noticed and, with the holy water out of reach, took out a crucifix from the inside of his cloak. He leaped in front of Catherine and Michelle, and held out the crucifix as Joseline halted her wings and settled down onto the floor in her human form just in front of him.
"Van Helsing. You killed my Master." she said, her thick French accent echoing off the walls.
"Actually, it was your daughter who did that." he replied. Michelle and Catherine opened their eyes astonished. Amelia's mother. The one who was kidnapped by Dracula all those years ago.
Joseline shrieked and lunged at him. She flung his arm out so that the crucifix was not in the way. She bared her teeth and grabbed him. Her attack was cut short though when a stake cut through her back, piercing her all the way through so that the tip was visible through the front of her blue silk dress.
Joseline shrieked and fell to the ground. Behind her was heard another shriek. Verona was also pierced through the heart. The attackers stood tall. The murderer of Joseline was a girl, perhaps a little older than Catherine. She had long brown hair that matched her eyes. She was dressed in a white dress gown that was torn in places.
Verona's murderer was Chipeº. He stood with his brown hair brushed back and his green eyes glistening in the torchlight. Michelle supposed that the girl was probably Dragoste, his lost lover. Van Helsing straightened himself and rubbed his arm. He placed the crucifix back in his cloak. It would no longer be of use, all five of the vampires were dead.
"Princess Dragoste." said Van Helsing. He bowed to her and she smiled. Catherine, seeing Van Helsing do this, decided it was a good idea. She bowed down too and Michelle followed. Chipeº came forwards and past Princess Dragoste. He bent down over Chelsea and closed her eyes. The empty, glazed eyes had been opened the whole time.
"Princess? I didn't hear them say you were a princess." said Michelle. Van Helsing stood from his bow and looked at Michelle. He wasn't smiling.
"This was the reason we came here. Princess Dragoste had disappeared for a while and I was sent to find her with the help of your sister." said Van Helsing. Catherine and Michelle looked at him in shock. This was the reason their sister is dead. To save someone that never had any impact on her life. To save someone she never knew.
"But... Why?" asked Michelle. It was a silly question. Amelia was a monster hunter. And a monster is what sent them on this journey.
"Amelia died after accomplishing a task people struggled with for hundreds of years. She died honourably, despite her condition." said Dragoste. She had her hands folded together in front of her and she looked at the three foreigners with sorrow.
Van Helsing, Catherine and Michelle bowed their heads. It struck all of them again that Amelia was dead. Van Helsing dropped to his knees, staring into space. A single tear rolled down his cheek. And he didn't swipe it away.
A few moments later he rose and left the room, bowing to Dragoste on his way out. He descended the many staircases that filled the house until he was back at the main entrance. He flung open the doors and they boomed loudly. He found his horse tied to a tree not far off. He untied the steed and mounted. He hurried it back down around cliff the same way he came up. He crossed the rushing river that was in between him and the base of the cliffs. The water went up to his horse's chest and several times the horse almost toppled over because of the strong current. But at last he made the shore and dismounted and he let his horse go graze freely.
He couldn't see clearly or far in the darkness that enveloped the night. He scanned around for any sign of where Amelia could be. He knew she was dead, and so was the other girl. It was a shame she had to go as well. He wandered around, looking for the bodies.
His foot bumped up against something. He looked down to see the head of the girl he never knew. She was lying there, eyes wide open. Van Helsing took out a light from his pocket and sparked it. It came alight and he saw the girl's body was twisted in ways he though impossible. One leg was bent backwards, an arm reached out that was twisted around twice. It was gruesome, but he was thankful she hadn't fallen to pieces on impact. With his lighter he held it up high to scan the rest of the ground. He saw a limp form not far away, in the midst of shattered glass that glistened in his dim light.
He ran over to Amelia and bent down over her. He lifted her head off the glass covered ground. Her eyes were closed. Her clothes were torn everywhere. She had blood stains everywhere, and several bullets wounds on her chest. She wasn't bleeding anymore, her heart had stopped, ending the flow of blood. Amazingly her body wasn't mangled like he thought she would be.
He swiped some of her long brown hair from her face. Her expression was calm, he could almost say she was smiling. He held her close and sat there for a moment. Van Helsing picked her up and carried her to his horse. He wrapped her in a blanket from one of his saddlebags and gently slung her over the horse in between the saddle and the horse's neck. He would come back himself or send somebody else to retrieve the other girl. Van Helsing made his way back across the water and followed the trail at the cliff's base. He followed it up to the castle. The body stayed put, the blanket wrapping it billowing in the light wind.

Catherine sat in the train with her head pressed against the window. She was watching the landscape rush by. The smoke from the train engine rushed by her window. She looked beside her to see Michelle asleep in her seat. Van Helsing was seated alone across the aisle. He was staring ahead at something, Catherine knew not.
They were in the last passenger car. But she didn't believe that. In the car behind her was the cargo car, and that's where Amelia rested peacefully, locked up in her coffin.
It had been three days since that terrible night. The day after they had to attend a banquet in their honour and in Amelia's honour for saving Princess Dragoste. They then had to find a way back home, and the Princess provided them with passage on a train headed for Rome. They had left the next day, with Amelia safely tucked away in a fancy coffin. Her funeral was going to be held in the small village where the sisters grew up together. Catherine had a black dress ready to go, with a black veil and handkerchief too. Michelle said she recognised the outfit from somewhere, but she didn't give any details.

Story is done, finally! hope you enjoyed it as much as i did writing it.