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Van Helsing's Sister, Dracula's Bride	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: S through Z > Van Helsing Views: 3080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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-Marishka's POV-
I wake up with a splitting headache and a sore jaw from where I was punched. Next time I see that rat I'm gonna return the favor! I try to massage my jaw, only to find my hands are bound above my head with rope. "You are finally awake." I turn my head, trying to make out who it was that spoke; I should've realized that from his voice but I was still a little woozy. "If I release you, are you going to try and fight me?" I just give the Count a blank look, not bothering to speak.
He takes his time walking over to me and sits on the edge of the bed, running his fingers through my hair and down my neck. "Get off, you disgusting worm," I growl weakly. Stupid, no good, rats! Dracula leans forward, kissing my jugular. He breathes deeply, nuzzling his face deeper into the crook of my neck.
"You smell as good as when I first met you." I try to squirm away from him but the attempt is futile and I know it. "I wonder if you'll taste the same." His fangs brush against my neck but they do not pierce the soft flesh.
"Uh-uh," I grumble," I taste like garlic; you're allergic to that stuff aren't you?" His dark laugh fills the large room we're in. His lips move from my neck to my ear.
"Would you like to finally remember, to know about some of your past, Marishka?" His cool breath makes me shiver involuntarily. "You were so beautiful, yet so much like him." Who him? Why can't he speak like a normal guy?
My brown eyes begin to glaze over as I try to fight back the avalanche of a memory threatening to overwhelm me; I can't let my guard down around Chocula, when I do he's sure to go in for the kill. I groan, slowly losing the battle and my grip on the present.
I walk through the halls of the Valerious Manor, heading towards the front doors. "Where do you think you're going?" My brother steps out of the shadows and in front of me, blocking the doors. "You know you shouldn't leave the manor, young lady." Slowly, my dark eyes meet his.
"I was just going for a quick ride, brother." He gives me a stern look. "It wasn't going to be long, an hour at the most!"
"You can once Dracula is dead; we both know what he'd do if he found you alone, if he found out who you were." Unlike my father and older brother, I wasn't immortal; our father had fallen in love with a mortal woman, my mother, and when I was born our father happily claimed me. "Just wait until later, I do not wish to lose you."
"Oh, Gabriel, I'll be fine—besides, how will he know who I am if I do not tell him?" Sometimes my brother is too overprotective.
"Then allow someone to go with you, it would make me feel better than to know you're alone." His dark eyes shine with worry as he looks down at me. "Take the Prince, you both have grown close...On second thought, take Alycia, you and the Prince should get some distance from each other."
"Brother, most girls my age are already married, some even have children! Why am I not allowed that?"
"You are not most girls, Marishka, you are my sister and I say you are too young for that life. I do wish you could live the life you've wanted for so long, but the decision is up to our father and he says you must be older; I agree with him completely." I look down at the floor, tears of anger and sadness filling my eyes and sliding down my cheeks. "I love you, dear sister; father and I do this because we care deeply for you."
"Please allow me to go riding," I beg," I need to calm down and being stuck in this manor doesn't help me think. I need fresh air,Gabriel!" Hesitantly he nods his consent before pulling me into a tight embrace. "I love you both as well."
As soon as he lets me go I run out the doors to the stables, walking up to a black Stallion named Ares, given to me by the Prince, Nathan. "Hello, my friend, are you ready for a quick ride?" The horse neighs excitedly, making me laugh. "Calm down so I can saddle you, you silly thing!" I saddle it and we begin a fast trot out of the stables to our favorite spot only fifteen minutes away: a large hill overlooking the village and some of the manor. "This view will never get old." I tie Ares reins loosely to a branch; he seems a bit restless, which is odd for him. "What's wrong, boy?
"It's amazing how similar you and your brother look," says a rich voice from the trees. I look around me, all my senses on guard. "Though, I can see some of your mother's traits in you as well."
"Come out and face me, coward!" If this is who I think it is, then I'm in trouble! I turn at a small noise and find myself falling backwards; I had run into the man. I scramble to my feet and search the hidden pocket in my cloak desperately for my dagger only to find it missing.
The man, Dracula, backs me into a tree, removes my cloak to reveal the snow white dress I am wearing, and holds my dagger to my throat. His electric blue eyes never leave my brown ones. "I wonder how your brother handle your death." He licks his lips and swallows as if he's thirsty.
"You are a monster," I spit at him. "My brother will kill you!" Dracula lets out a low, threatening growl meant to silence me. "You areweak compared to him!" His long fingers wrap around my throat, pointing my dagger between my breasts—the perfect position to pierce my heart.
"Maybe I can make you into my first bride, my favorite bride." He breathes in my scent. "It wouldn't take long and it would crush your pathetic brother." The hand on my neck moves to my shoulder. I try to force my body to move but it is as if I am frozen to my spot; he's controlling me! A sharp and sudden pain starts in my neck, but I cannot react. The next thing I know, Dracula is falling to the ground, my brother's sword in his side. I collapse, a scream of pain tearing out of my throat.
Crimson stains my ivory skin and white dress as my body tries to fight the venom. My brother places my head in his lap, brushing my bronze hair off my face. "G-Gabriel," I sob," h-hard to f-fight." He places a finger on my lips to silence me. My body jerks in pain, making me groan.
"You'll be okay, don't worry," Gabriel assures," just hang on!" The nearly unbearable pain makes it hard to speak, so I settle for another groan.
~Two Hours Later~
Finally the pain stops, allowing me to breathe normally again. Gabriel kisses my forehead, whispering in my ear. "It's over, it's over." I sit up and lean against the tree, taking deep breaths.
"I'm not completely mortal," I rasp. He nods, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "I am not a Vampire either. I am a half-Vampire, a Dhampir."
"I will not leave your side, no matter what you are."
My eyes snap open, wincing at Dracula's close contact; his eyes are back to their normal black. He's lying beside me on the bed; one hand around my waist, the other is tangled in my hair, his lips on my neck. When he pulls away there is some blood on his lips. I let out a gasp, once again I try to move away from him, but I am too weak.
"D-did you just...Am I a Vampire?"
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