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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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The brides and I set off for the library; it takes us thirty minutes because they refused to stop and ask for directions. The library is huge; there are shelves upon shelves of books, a large fireplace with a warm fire burning in it, two comfortable-looking armchairs with a small table between them, and a black leather couch that faces the fireplace. Is this Heaven,I ask myself, running my fingertips lightly across some books.
We stay in the library until "master" calls for us. I mark where I am in the book I'm reading and follow the others out onto a balcony, where a bunch of ugly, little critters are popping out of green sack-things. What are these things? One lands on Verona's arm, just like a bird might do.
"They need to feed, teach them," Dracula says, pushing Verona and Aleera off the balcony. "And beg the Devil that this time they stay alive." He pulls me close to him and kisses the top of my head. Remove your arm! "So, you can still think freely." No, these are echoes of your thoughts; of course I can think freely! We hear a loud BANG and look up in time to see some of the critters blow up.
"Now that I have your attention," my brother smirks, not yet noticing me. Come on Van Helsing look at me! At least remove his arm!Dracula growls and changes into his hell-beast form. I would say it was kind of neat to witness, except he grabbed my arm and took me with him over the balcony ledge! When we get to the ground, he changes back into his human form. Van Helsing runs and hides somewhere. Why is he running away?
Dracula follows my brother with me trailing behind him. I wonder how he keeps his hair so shiny. Does this place evenhave water? "I can tell the character of a man by the sound of his heartbeat," Dracula says, clapping his hands in a two beat rhythm," strange that yours is so steady." Van Helsing jumps out and stakes Dracula; he then grabs my wrist and pulls me behind him. Dracula chokes for a moment before pulling the stake out of his chest. "Is this your silver stake, Gabriele?" Gabriele, that's Van Helsing's name? "You don't remember me, do you?"
"What exactly am I supposed to remember?" Dracula motions for me to come forward and I have no choice but to comply. Dang it! He smirks at my brother's surprised look, pushing my wavy, bronze hair off my neck and tracing a pale blue vein with his lips. He forces me to remain calm, but, on the inside, I was panicking! I can feel his fangs brush against the soft flesh of my neck. Van Helsing's hands clench into fists, a look of pure fury on his face.
"Neither of you remember." What the heck is he talking about?
"Get your hands off of her," Van Helsing growls. Dracula smirks, one of his hands tilting my head to the left; the other holds me as close to him as he could. Don't bite me, I beg, please!
"The three of us go back a long way; I know why you both have such horrific nightmares."
"How do you know," my brother asks, inching closer towards me. A woman's scream causes Van Helsing to look up in worry. He'd better not have brought Carl with him!
"Would you like me to inform you of your past?" Let me go! Van Helsing suddenly pulls out a crucifix and the Count stumbles backwards, startled. His concentration was broken just long enough for me to get my control back and run to stand beside my brother.
"Some other time, I guess, but allow me to reintroduce myself." He bows theatrically. "Count Vladislaus Dragulia; born 1432, murdered 1462." He smiles, fangs completely out now. Why do Van Helsing and I always make the bad guy mad? I can feel Van Helsing tensing next to me, his grip on my arm tightening. We ignore the woman-like screams coming from above us. If it is Carl, then he knows how to talk his way out of every situation known and unknown to mankind; he even wrote a book about it! Dracula grabs the cross and it bursts into flames, his screams fill the room until the cross melts and he drops it to the floor.
His piercing, electric blue eyes bore into my brown ones. He's trying to regain control over me,I realize, quickly averting my eyes to find an escape route out of the mad house, or castle to be exact. We hear wailing not too far away; his brides have returned! While Dracula was distracted Van Helsing and I run for the dumb waiter system. He uses one of his saws to cut the cable and we shoot up the narrow shaft. After two floors, he pulls me out of the dumb waiter with him, then we run towards the woman-like screams. The room we run into is a laboratory and the person screaming is the Princess.
"Are you an idiot," I screech at my brother," if you needed backup you should've brought Carl!" Man it feels good to talk(or in this case, yell) again!Anna breaks free from the Werewolf she was battling and backs into Van Helsing. Relief flashes across her face when she sees it was my brother and not another enemy she'd have to fight.
"I think we've overstayed our welcome," my brother quips. He pulls us over to a ledge, takes out a grappling gun, and shoots a grappling hook across the river and into a tree. Van Helsing hands me some leather gloves before he takes the Princess and slides across the cable; the only reason he's letting me cross by myself is because I've done it a hundred times in the practice area at the Abby. "Mari," Van Helsing shouts worriedly. I look behind me as lightening hits where the cable is connected to the ledge and the Werewolf is lunging at me!
The cable snaps in half, causing the Werewolf to fall into the river below and Van Helsing, Anna, and I to swing to the ground at the edge of a forest. I'm pulled to my feet and we're all sprinting again. "Van," I gasp," if we live through this, I'll kill you personally!" He chuckles, smirking at me. We run for another half-hour before we slow to a fast walk, too fast in my opinion! Bodies of Dracula's babies are lying everywhere; I can't help but feel a little sad that they died. They kind of remind me of aliens though...
"Are you alright," Van asks the Princess. She nods and smiles a sad smile. What's up with her?"What about you, Mari?"
"Oh, yeah," I reply sarcastically," I'm just peachy, nothing like nearly getting killed countless times tonight to really get your adrenaline going." He chuckles again, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "If you weren't my big brother I would've let that Cyclopes eat you two years ago, it would've saved me a lot trouble." As the trees begin to thin and the rain comes down harder, I can vaguely make out the remains of a windmill.
"Ah, Shorty wouldn't eat me; you on the other hand..."
"A Cyclopes named Shorty," Anna asks, a single brow raised. I nod, pleased of the name I'd given him. "Let me guess, your sister named it?" Van Helsing puts his hat on her head, pulling me closer to him.
"Eh, whatever made it mad," I shrug," Shorty and I never saw eye to eye, no pun intended." We finally reach the charred remains of the windmill and stand in it to keep some of the rain off of us. Anna begins to chastise my brother again about his choice in weapons. We've already tried that; blah, blah, blah…. Maybe she should've told him that!
"We've been hunting this creature for over four hundred years," she says exasperatedly, throwing her arms in the air," we have already tried all that!"
"You could've said that before he went after the Count," I yell. I would just love to smack her, but I don't want to chance being ran through since she has a sabre.
(A/N): Sorry for any mistakes! I no longer have the DVD of Van Helsing so I'm using the book I have of it; there may be some different things in this story than the movie, but I'm trying to remember scenes!
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