Van Helsing (Cont.)

"Like I said, I might just scare the hell out of you. You'll have to wait and see." Jinx elbowed him in the ribs, back.

 

Imagine the opposite then, Lestat murmured. Imagine, after weeks, maybe even months of not drinking anything... having dozens of mortals around you, ready and willing to die; that feeling of fresh, live, warm blood in your mouth and your veins: being alive again. That is something I'm sure you have no problem imagining. Now, here's what you must try to comprehend: that feeling ten times more powerful... always. When you're full of another's life, another's blood, a moment after you've taken every drop from their body... that's when you're most powerful. You can jump hundreds of feet, throw people miles, run, fly, live forever, John! That is how I always feel. I have the mother of all vampires blood in my body, the Queen of the Damned alive inside me... and you think a little lycan is going to combat against my power? Ridiculous, John! You must have enough intelligence in your to comprehend your folly.

 

"Fair enough," Van Helsing smirked, rubbing his side. "Definitely fair enough..."

 

"So you think now." Jinx looked up at the sky innocently, "So, Carl said he knows where we have to go in Transliviana, do you think this is the last leg of the journey?"

 

Hannah nodded once, still trying to shake the memories of her parents from her head. Her mtoher's scream echoed in her head and she cringed closer to Edward. She shivered, despite the blanket, though it had nothing to do with the cold that no longer bothered her body.

I wouldn't call her a 'little lycan' on her first moon. John said dryly. You overestimate yourself. Unless YOU'RE a lycan, which I doubt, I don't see how you'll be able to do anything. Blood of the Queen of the Damned or none.

"But, My Lord," Aleera protested. "She poses a danger! She could kill our children! Marishka and Verona are dead because of her. You cannot truely still be thinking of taking her for a bride."

 

"If it were just Dracula we were worried about, yes," Van Helsing replied soberly, his smile fading. "But we seem to have accumulated many other problems as well, so... no, not near close to the end."

Dracula shrugged lightly. "I would like to see what happens, my dear," he replied to the wall opposite him, still not looking at Aleera. "That is what matters right now."

 

"No I mean litereally, is this the last night we have to travel to get to Transillvania?" Jinx clarrified.

 

"It's alright," Edward tried to soothe. "Tell me something else to talk about... something to take your mind off it."

 

Lestat stopped moving abruptly, sticking out his arm gracefully to slam John to a halt next to him. "You'd do best not to insult or underestimate Akasha in front of me," he hissed, taking hold of the front of John's shirt and drawing his face close to his own. "I've no problem with killing you right now, and... well..." he faded off, chuckling under his breath. "You know I could."

 

Hannah moaned and shook her head again. "I don't want to forget about it. It's how I keep myself in line... most of the time." She paused. "If I ever find Elijah... I want to keep him, really I do, but I don't know if I'd be able to."

But you'd be killing Hannah as well. John reminded Lestat, too uncomfortable to speak. I know you wouldn't do that to your new entertainment. Edward.

"You are willing to risk everything just to see what happens?" Aleera screached.

 

"Oh," Van Helsing laughed. "Yes. We'll be in Transylvania tomorrow morning, and we'll find somewhere safe to stay then. That can't be far away... a few hours, at least."

Dracula wheeled on the spot, grabbing Aleera by the throat and pulling her three feet off the ground. "Do not shout at me, my dear," he hissed, his eyes growing blacker by the moment. "I can fix Hannah well enough, trust me, and then have no further use for you, so... please try to show some respect."

 

"I didn't mean forget completely," Edward tried to explain. "I meant to calm you down, so you can rest."

 

"Oh good." Jinx nodded, "How's your hand? It won't stop you from shooting well right? Because I can still smell blood pretty strong but that might just be because your right next to me and i'm thirsty."

 

Lestat laughed, tightening his grip on John's shirt, enjoying the look on the vampire's face. "You're forgetting what I know... things I can fix. I have it all planned, trust me. This isn't the hardest predicament I've been in."

 

"I don't want to rest." Hannah grumbled. "I don't want to miss anything."

Beatrice kept the reigns in one hand, her other hand covering her mouth and nose in an effort to filter the scent as she breathed.

John was silent for a moment, too shocked to reply. Well then, I guess I'll have to keep my plans open then.

Aleera's frightened sobs echoed in the empty chamber. "Forgive me, My Lord." She choked out.

 

"It's fine," Van Helsing explained, though he pushed his hand under his thigh to try and hide the smell. "It will heal in a day or two... and I can shoot well enough, don't worry. I'm sorry it bothers you... more sorry for Beatrice, even though I think I should just let her be right now."

Dracula sighed, dropping Aleera unsteadily to her feet and stepping away from her once again. "Let me be," he hissed quietly. "Go on your way."

 

Edward smiled, tucking his hand under her chin to titl her face up toward his. "I know," he whispered. "But we have at least an hour till the sun comes up and we have to stop again. Rest... I like listening to your dreams. And don't worry about any nightmares; I'll make sure that doesn't happen anymore." He leaned closer to her, wrapping his fingers in her hair and kissing her softly. "Sleep."

 

"Yes," Lestat snapped silkily, shoving John away from him. "That would be best for us all, I think."

 

"Yes... I know it's driving her crazy, she'll probably need to go hunting a bit more often until it heals." Jinx agreed. "But at least it's not too bad, and you wrapped it up." she sighed. "You aren't very good at fighting trees."

OOC: i g2g for tonight. cya guys tomorrow

 

Hannah's lips curved up in a smile. "Okay." She sighed happily, curling against Edward. She closed her eyes, and her exhaustion quickly put her to sleep.

Beatrice felt the same lightheadedness return when she removed her hand from her mouth and nose. She felt as though something was pulling her towards the blood while another was pushing against it. I really hope we stop soon.

John smoothed his shirt. "It depends on how I change them." He muttered.

Aleera quickly did as she was told, not looking at Dracula again as she left.