A/N: Here's the first chapter for Hidden Demons, I just want to thank Celtic Aurora for posting a comment on my story. Thanks! Now, this scence isn't exactly my most favorite of scenes. I tried to at least make it a chapter and be as specific as possible. Hope you enjoy!! Read and Review, pretty please...

Chapter 1: Forgiving Sins

Vatican City, Rome 1888

Once more, his mission had failed for he had to use brute force. More like provoked. Van Helsing rode his horse to Rome, reaching the church in the Vatican City. He needed his sins to be forgiven and mind cleared. Paris had absolutely drained his enegy. As he entered the confession booth, he kneeled and made the sign of the cross. "Bless me Father, for I have-"

"Sinned. Yes, I know." a thick Romanian accent interrupted him. He sighed. Here we go, he thought. "You are very good at that." the voice said. The face of an old man appeared, apparently furious, but tried to hide it. "You shattere the rose window." the priest accused him, not even looking at the hunter.

"Not to split hairs, but it was Mr.Hyde who did the shattering." the hunter retorted, annoyed at how fast things were going from bad to worse.

"Thirteenth century. Over 600 years old." the priest continued, ignoring the enraged man. After a moment, at last, the priest looked at him with much fury in his face. "I wish you a week in hell for that." he scolded with much anger.

"It would be a nice reprieve." the hunter said through clenched teeth. He was starting to lose his patience.

"Don't get me wrong." the priest said, moticing his temper. "Your results are unquestionable, but your method's attract far too much attention."

Van Helsing knew that he wasn't the silent or discreet person, but it was his way of dealing with the job. He was who he was.

"Wanted posters." the priest continued, as though to remind him how much unwanted attention was attracted. "We are not pleased."

That did it. "Do you think I like being the most wanted man in Europe? Why don't you and the Order do something about it?" he asked, enraged for being reminded what his methods attracted.

The priest seemed to have also reached his limit. The square woden door that hid their faces was slided to the side angrily. The priest's furious face appeared before Van Helsing. "Because we do not exist." he replied to his question.

"Well, then neither do I." Van Helsing replied harshly, standing up and preparing to walk out, only to be stopped by a metal fence that came down quick, blocking his way. "When we found you crawling up the steps of this church half-dead, it was clear to all of us that you had been sent to do God's work." the priest said. "Why can't he do it himself?" the hunter snapped back.

"Don't blaspheme!" the priest scolded, pushing a lever next to him. The wall beind him and Van Helsing lifted to reveal a flight ot steps leading down below the church. "You already lost your memory as a penance for past sins. If you wish to recover it, I suggest you continue to heed the call." the priest said as he stood up and walked down the steps. "Without us, the world would be in darkness."

Van Helsing sighed. Another mission, he suspected. He followed the priest down the flight of stairs. Why do I even bother?, he thought.

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"What do you mean Velkan is dead?" Nathalia said, aghast after what Anna Valerious told her. Anna simply nodded her head solemnly. Nathalia suspected she was breaking inside. So much has happened to Anna and now, it seemed, God was not helping in any way. She was the last of the Valerious line. She sighed. "I should have been there to at least help." she said.

A sob escape Anna's lips. Nathalia looked at Anna to see her head looking down and sobbing. Nathalia hugged. "God, please," Nathalia said looking up into the heavens, "give us strength."

A/N: Hoped you enjoyed the chapter. Please, review!! .-