Chapter III
Van Helsing had just been debriefed by his superior. His mission was to aid Anna Valerious in destroying Dracula, and keep her from being killed before his death.
Seemed simple enough, he thought.
"So then who are these two?"
Standing before him were two identical twins. Both had short, auburn red hair and pale skin. They wore the same outfits: long-sleeved, grey shirts, black leather jackets with matching pants, and a cross necklace.
They both had eye patches. The girl had hers on the left eye, while the boy had his on the right. Both had dark grey eyes. They looked to be in their early twenties, maybe slightly younger than that.
They had emotionless expressions and the way they stood, they could have been mistaken for mannequins. They were so still.
"What`s your name?" Gabriel asked the boy. The boy said nothing; he only stared at the taller man in front of him. "Alright then… What about you?" He questioned the girl. She too said nothing.
"I`ll ask you two once more…" Van Helsing was beginning to get irritated.
"They do not speak to other people." A woman spoke up. She had long black hair, green eyes, and lightly tanned skin. She was about 5'9. She wore a leather under-bust corset and a pair of skin-tight leather pants. Her accent had a hint of German in it.
"They are the Angelove Twins, Nikolai and Nikita," She introduced them, "expert vampire hunters, both are eighteen. They started hunting at the age of thirteen, taken in by the Vatican after their parents were murdered by vampires."
Gabriel looked at them and then back at her. "And who are you?"
"Natalya," She said, "First Class Vampire Hunter." First Class was one of the highest classes of hunters or exorcists. To reach such a level was not an easy accomplishment.
"Father, I don`t think I need two seventeen year olds, and a-."
"Gabriel Van Helsing, I am twenty two years old, I staked my first vampire at age fifteen, killed my first werewolf at sixteen, and I have a kill-count of over forty-five malevolent creatures, including more than several vampires," She informed him, "I am more than capable of helping you with this mission."
"I personally sent for these three as well, they will be helping you to destroy Dracula." The priest explained. "The Twins have a perfect record, and Miss Natalya has killed more vampires than you." He stated.
"Very well," Gabriel sighed and fixed his hat, "just don`t get in my way." He said to Natalya.
"Likewise, Mr. Van Helsing." She gave a smirk.
"We should leave immediately for Transylvania." Gabriel stated, grabbing his bag of weapons.
"I agree," Natalya nodded, "Nikita, Nikolai, prepare the carriage, we leave in fifteen minutes." The twins nodded and left side by side.
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Carl, Gabriel, Natalya, Nikolai, and Nikita were on their way to Transylvania. They had traveled by horse, train, and now boat. The ride was rocky as the waves churned. Carl was leaning over the side of the boat, seasick from the ride.
Natalya was polishing her collection of silver stakes, every once in a while glancing at Gabriel to see what he was doing. He was sitting in a chair with his feet up on the table, watching the twins as they stared out at the sea.
"Why don`t they speak?" He asked Natalya.
"They just don`t. They have not spoken since they were children." Natalya explained, "When they were twelve years old, they watched their parents be slaughtered by a vampire. The church took them in after and then gave them to the Vatican for training on how to kill monsters." She said.
"What about you?" Gabriel asked her, "Why do you do it?"
"I lost someone very dear to me to those parasitic bastards…" She said. "She did not stand a chance in hell against one… It was horrible…." She looked down at the stake in her hand. "That day I made a vow that day to kill every single one of those monsters that dare to cross my path."
"So you do it for revenge?" He questioned.
"In a manner of speaking, yes... I swore to avenge her."
"You seem very loyal to her."
"She was my best friend." Natalya took her stake and carved an 'N' into the table. "I don`t want to talk about this anymore." She stood up and walked over to the side of the boat. Gabriel looked over at the twins. Nikita whispered something into Nikolai`s ear.
"I thought they didn`t speak."
"Not to other people," Natalya informed him, "they whisper to each other." She looked at him. "Anyway, we should be docking in Budapest soon; from there we have horses waiting for us for the rest of the journey."
Gabriel nodded. "You alright, Carl?" He called over to his friend.
"I`ll be fi-fi-." He leaned back over the side of the boat, retching and gripping the wood. Nikita smirked and whispered something to Nikolai, who whispered back moments later.
"Twins." Gabriel scoffed.
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Transylvania. 5:35 PM.
The funeral for Marshall Lupine was nothing special. His family came, Aleister, and Mina were there to bury the coffin after it was over.
Marshall`s mother was crying, saying her last tear-filled goodbye. His father walked over to Mina.
"Will he become… You know…?" He looked worried.
"No, he is passed on. If he survived, he would have become a werewolf." Mina informed him.
"He looks so peaceful…" His father whispered.
"Thanks to my lovely apprentice," Aleister bragged over her, "she is very talented at making gory deaths look as if nothing ever happened."
"Thank you." His father said to Mina.
"It`s my pleasure." She smiled.
Marshall`s mother finished her prayers and turned away. "He was so young…"
"I am sorry for your loss." Mina said.
"It`s getting dark, we should get home." The father said. His parents left moments later.
"And now… My favorite part of the job..." Aleister smirked and handed Mina a shovel. The grave had been dug prior to, so they only had to bury the coffin now and put in the gravestone.
This was Mina`s least favorite part of the job. It was time consuming and boring for her.
6:34 PM.
Mina stabbed her shovel into the ground. She and Aleister were finally done with their task. The boy had been buried, Aleister placed on the gravestone.
Marshall Lupine
1868-1888
Mina was staring at the grave, remembering what day it was.
"Here," Aleister handed her a flask, "I forgot what day it was… Drink, you need it." He said.
Mina took a swig of whiskey and handed it back to her employer. She coughed a little, adjusting to the taste of alcohol.
"Thanks." She said.
"It`s been three years, hasn`t it?" He asked.
"Yes." She nodded.
"How`s your mother?"
"I`ll see her after work."
"I would get home if I were you, it`s getting late." Aleister said.
"What about you?" Mina asked.
"I`ll get back to the shop, and you might want to hurry, you know what day it is." Aleister reminded her. Mina nodded and hurried off. The cemetery was far away from her house, about a mile and a half. She enjoyed walking on foot though, it was calming.
However, the night was falling fast, and this night in particular was a dangerous time to be outside.
7:00 PM.
Mina made good time in arriving to her home. She walked through the door and slid off her shoes.
"Mom," She called out, "Where are you?" Mina looked around the house. Her mother was nowhere to be seen. "Damn." She knew where her mother more than likely went to.
'On this night of all nights… Of course.'
She slid her shoes back on and headed out the door. Her mother would most likely be at the local bar. So that is where she was going.
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