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{Since the fiasco -formerly referred to as Castle Dracula- Anna and Carl had been forced to move in the shadows, tracking a now "infected" Van Helsing and the Order. What their ultimate plan was for him, aside from experimentation and death, Anna wasn't sure; nor was she sure she wanted to.

Thus how they found themselves here.

Carl trying to convince his fellow "brothers" that Van Helsing was an asset and Anna sneaking around in the dark to find him. For his sake, Anna hoped Carl was having better luck. Every sound echoed like crazy in the old mining cavern, making exact detection hard.}

*Bart appears suddenly as if out of thin air and pauses an inch away from the creature as he studies it for a moment*

[The wolf snaps at the meat in front of him trying to get at the food his captors have denied him.]

Hey big guy, you hungry?

[Bart moved faster then the eye could track and set the food within reach before stepping back.]

[The wolf smells meat and calms his soft huffing breaths turning into a low growl and he tries to follow the scent with his nose. The Holy Order rarely feed him when he is in this form and he is hungry. His human side would be horrified if he had known who the wolf was tracking but right now all the animal can think of is food.]

{The growl like every other sound echoes, but this time much closer, making her freeze in her tracks. A torch would've been too obvious a light source, so she'd been forced to use moonlight which seemed to fail her now.

Her hazel eye scanning the shadows warily.}

[The wolf lungs forward howling and snarling frustrated that he cannot get at his prey. He would have been calmer had he been fed recently but the Order is trying to break his human side. All the wolf wants is food and all his human side wants is freedom.]

[The wolf buries it's muzzle into the plate inhaling the food in second as it's snarls turn into soft growls and then huffs of breath. It looks at the tracks of moon light dancing across the floor seeming to watch them closely.]

{Anna jumps her back going flat against the jagged wall. At least the Order was smart enough to chain him with silver if nothing else, though that alone seemed to ring with the painfully obvious. Hunters these men were not.

Finally getting a good look at him the brunette's heart twisted painfully. Even now, a good two months later, she still felt the sting of blame for what had happened to him -still felt responsible and hated it. Everything he'd worked for, gone in a moment thanks to her dropping her guard around Aleera. The female vampiress was lucky to already be dead, for sure had she survived Anna would've stopped at nothing to kill her now.

Carefully, she slid a bag from her shoulder and tossed across the cave to him. Inside was a set of ribs, along with about four shanks; it wasn't much but she hoped it would curb the wolf. Perhaps allowing the human side to step forth.}

[The kid stared at the poor chained up creature for a moment before nodding to himself and smiling again. With a grin Bart called out to it again.]

Hey big guy, you wanna go for a run or something? Gotta suck being all cooped up!

[The wolf studies the boy then nods as if agreeing with everything he was saying. It does it's best to stand to it's full height on two legs like it would if it wasn't chained. It's head scrapes the ceiling as it tops almost eight feet.]

[The wolf falls on the food with another snarl ripping and tearing the meat off the bone. It makes short work of the meal even breaking apart the bones to get at the marrow. Finally it is done and sits on its haunches whining softly as the silver burns into it's fur and skin.]

[Bart grinned for a moment as he stepped forward and his hands suddenly blurred as he struck the chains thousands of times in the blink of an eye. When the chains shattered into tiny pieces the kid stood up and stretched for a second before chuckling again.]

Come on big guy!

[Without another word he took off at a slow run, keeping himself just a few feet ahead of the wolf as he skipped along.]

[The wolf howls and gives chase loping along at a slightly slower speed given that they are still inside But once they hit the outdoor the wolf picks up speed racing ahead of his companion his paws pounding the ground.]

[The kid laughed as he continued to pick up the pace, careful to keep an eye on his furry friend, to ensure he didn't accidentally leave him behind.]

Come on slow poke!

[Bart started running backwards as he teasingly stuck out his tongue at the wolf.]

[The wolf howls and leaps into the trees leaping from branch to branch without breaking them with his heavier weight.]

{Still on edge Anna drops to her haunches, pushing away the sick feeling that churned in her stomach as the wolf's teeth cracked into bone. She was surprised when it finished and appeared almost...human.}

I'm sorry.

{She whispers thickly, unable to know if he even understood her like this.}

[The wolf whines again and lays on the ground. her scent familiar to it in a way the wolf can't understand or remember.]

{To call Anna a venerable person even after all the loss she'd suffered would be a lie. However, with her family gone, Van Helsing was the closet thing to filling that void; his whines causing moisture to rim around her eyes. As much as part of her wanted to free him -to get him out of there- she knew she couldn't risk it when he was like this.

Exhaling, she blinked the moisture back as the cavern went dark, the moon for the moment hidden behind the clouds.}

Veţi fi liberi, promit.

{She muttered in her mother tongue of Romanian; loosely translating to: 'You will be free, I promise.'}

[The moment the moon vanished the wolf tore at its fur pulling it off in great chunks and shreds revealing the man underneath. Gabriel is just as dirty and burned as the wolf was. He is also thinner then the last time Anna saw him. He looks up and breaks into a weak smile when he sees her.]

Anna.....

{The scene that unfolds is not unfamiliar to her, having watched Velkan go through the same, but unlike Velkan fear didn't seem to grip Van Helsing.

And, despite knowing he could shift back at any moment, she moves to his side immediately; her fingers running comfortingly along his hairline.}

...I'm sorry. {She whispers again.}

[His answering sigh is soft and quiet.]

Do not blame yourself Anna.

{She gives him a slight look, as if to say 'how can I not?' but it softens rather quickly.}

Carl is trying to bargain for your release. I don't see them agreeing. {She looks over his injuries.} Could you run?

[Gabriel considers this and nods.]

I can....I will heal once the silver is removed.

Good.

{She replies simply, pulling a vial from the pocket of her jacket and grasping the dropper-top carefully. Anna then squeezed the liquid onto the chains which began to be eaten away, a process she repeated another three times, once for each cuff on his limbs.}