Van Helsing (Cont.)

Oh, you're so sweet with her, Lestat laughed at John, ignoring Edward's panic.

 

Michael was quiet for a moment, searching the air as best he could through the horses scents. "One is near a deer, I'm assuming that's either Beatrice or Hannah. Two scents are close together, mixing acutally. The other is there, but separate from the first three. And then there's her." He gestured behind himself to Jinx.

 

^ ^ ^ IS IT HOT IN HERE OR SOMETHING??? *falls over*

 

"Van Helsing," Edward snapped suddenly. "I'm going to find them."

 

"Hang on there," Van Helsing said, turning to Edward. "They'll be back soon, don't worry. Let them be!"

 

Get on you knees. John ripped his voice through Hannah's mind, paying no heed to Lestat.

Hannah groaned and gripped her head. Her legs shook, but she stayed standing. "No."

You're a traitorous little wench, John slammed Hannah back up against the tree. You'll beg for death soon.

Hannah's hate shot up when John touched her. She barely comprehended his words, only the pain of them. Her eyes clouded over to black, leaving no other color. The shock of losing sight threw her off for a moment, but she was more surprised by how much more acuratly she could asses the situation without it.

John tightened his grip on Hannah, a small part of him wondering why Hannah didn't seem to register it at all. What the hell trick are you pulling? He snapped as roughly as he could.

Hannah bared her fangs in a smirk. She drove her knee into John's stomach as an answer and hit him away from her. She tilted her head, listening to where John went. She could tell where the trees where placed using both her ears and nose. Her smirk widened to a grin. "I really wish I could kill you right now."

 

"No!" Edward retorted, taking a step toward the trees. "I'll be back soon..."

 

"Stay here!" Van Helsing yelled, pulling out his gun swiftly and raising it on Edward. "I don't need everyone split up and crazy again or we'll never get out of here! Just... stay and wait for them."

 

"If it's bad, we could all just go together." Michael suggested.

 

John slowly got to his feet. "Do it," He laughed, arms outstreched. "It's suicide for you though."

Hannah kept her sightless eyes on John, registering every small movement he made. "That's why I won't," She snarled. "Because of Edward. I won't do that to him."

Very cute, John said sarcastically, trying the mental approach again. That's not going to stop me though. He lunged at Hannah.

Hannah whipped out her arm, knocking John back before he could get to her, her free hand on her head. As strong as she felt physically, John's voice in her head was like daggers.

 

"With all due respect Michael," Edward said calmly, turning to him now. "I do not trust you and, therefore, if anyone is in danger, I don't want you there."

He began to make his way into the trees, growling under his breath at the urge to burst out of his skin mounted once more. Control, he thought for one moment, and then ignored it: he stripped off his black silk shirt and threw it on the nearest tree before letting his skin melt away, dropping to all fours without even thinking twice. He padded foward on the muddy ground slowly, smelling the air around him.

 

Oh, very good, Lestat laughed, leaning back so he hovered above the ground on his back now, his hands behind his head. You're taming her very well... lycan and my blood... brilliant man, I am...

 

John skidded backwards in the dirt. So this is what hurts you? His suspicion was confirmed when Hannah backed up a step. You're pathetic, Hannah, He stretched his ability. I could do this forever. Tell me, how much does it hurt? How long can you take this and still focus on your petty anger?

Hannah shook her head back and forth, pain already starting to replace her anger. She cried out in frustration; John was standing perfectly still, not even breathing, and she couldn't tell where he was. "Coward," She spat, still trying to get rid of the pain in her head. "You're only doing that because you know I'm finally stronger than you."

Maybe, John stepped towards Hannah.

Hannah easily caught the change in the air. She turned towards John, crouched again. She could form a picture in her head thanks to the scents in the air.

Stop fooling yourself, John snapped. You're not going to live through tonight. He couldn't tell if Hannah's cringe was from the pain of his voice or his statement. I want to hear you say it Hannah! Tell me what you did!

"No!" Hannah shouted, loud enough for anyone to hear.

Beatrice jerked around towards the sound of Hannah's voice. What's going on?

 

Edward's gait turned from a walk to a run when he heard the noises in the trees in front of him. Lestat! he growled, trying to sound calmer than before. Help me; she needs it!

 

She doesn't need us! Lestat laughed, waving his arm around in the thin air behind his head that was supported by nothing. Let her be, or, if you wish, watch what she can do. I will stop you if you interfere, by the way.

 

OOC: i just made this! its HOT!!

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OOC; very hot!

BIC: "What can those other two vampires do?" Michael asked Van Helsing.

 

Hannah's black eyes flashed towards the sound of Edward's approach.

John moved behind Hannah as fast as he could. He held her arms to her side, fangs close to her neck. Word for word, Hannah. Say it.

A low growl rumbled through Hannah's clenched jaw. She found it too easy to shake John's hold off her. She grabbed his wrist when he tried to restrain her again. "I told you I wouldn't." She flicked her wrist, breaking John's.

John yanked his hand back, cracking the bones back into place. My patience is gone.

Hannah couldn't tell what John did, but the pain that filled her head after his words was unbearable. She crumpled to her knees, grasping her head. Her sight returned, the feeling of strength disappearing. She cried out from the continuous pain.

I've just started. John approached Hannah. Does it hurt that much?

Hannah swallowed her scream, wondering what brought about the change of events.

Say it!

Hannah curled over. "Stop it!" She felt as though she was being ripped apart from the inside.

Oh no, Hannah, not yet. You have to beg for death. John stroked Hannah's hair.

 

You expect me to stay and let her suffer? Edward growled at Lestat. You're an idiot.

 

Lestat laughed at Edward's comment. You're girls' boyfriend is coming, if you didn't notice, he spoke sideways to John. I can keep him away, if you wish...