Phantom of your Nightmares

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Hello everybody. I know you're probably thinking right about now that this doesn't seem like a chapter, and I'm afraid I would have to say yes, it isn't. I've decided that I won't continue writing on this story. It was hard making this decision because I like the plot quite a bit. But I don't have the fire to write it anymore. I'm sorry to anyone I might have disappointed, but I hope the notes I write down below for the chapters that were to come in this story will satisfy you somewhat.

And I want to thank everybody for reading & reviewing! You guys are amazing and you shall always be in my hearts! (:

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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Van Helsing!

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NOTES

WARNING: Contains blood, death & references of violence.

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SPOILERS

The killer in the beginning is a hunter who takes the valuable body parts of werewolves who are still alive and haven't changed back into human beings yet. When the werewolf is still in its animal form, any body part of its body can be saved permanently. Meaning, even though the werewolf in question turns back into a human after losing a hand, the hand itself wont turn back. It will stay as a claw forevermore.

And the value of a werewolf's dead body part is worth millions than the werewolf itself. (Living wolves can be cunning and could kill. Dead wolves can't do any harm.)

The number of hunters are usually hired to either poach these animals, while others are simply ordered to kill the werewolves. But knowing they can make a profit out of these wolves before killing them, they try to sedate the wolves before they actually kill them.

In worst case scenarios, the hunters even tried to make someone (a slave, maybe) be bitten by a werewolf so they could take those precious souvenirs after the slave is turned. Mostly they take the claws and the sharp teeth.

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PLOT TWIST

Van Helsing thinks his curse will stay at bay, however when days go by and his situation worsens, he realizes that he had been lying to himself. The curse was never gone and it was slowly rupturing to the surface. If he couldn't find a way to free himself from it, he was going to kill innocent people in his werewolf form.

To make matters worse, he meets the hunters that had been poaching their items to the black markets. Van Helsing realizes the truth and he turns to leave but he's too late. The full moon had come up from the darkness and his secret is revealed to the other hunters. They capture him before Van Helsing could escape.

TRANSFORMATION (A PART OF THE PLOT TWIST CHAPTER)

Van Helsing turned to look over his shoulder to find out the source of the burning touch on his skin. And he felt his throat close up. His eyes were widening as he looked straight at the round, glowing moon that had risen from the dark sea. It glared down at him, demanding him to turn under her will.

With a choking gasp, he felt everything in his body blazing with sudden agony. It scorched through his insides, and he felt something in his chest twist and he fell to the ground, barely sitting up. Both his hands slammed down on the dirt. There was a snapping sound as Van Helsing's bones were slowly reconstructing itself.

Van Helsing screamed loudly, trying to breath and think through the deathly pain that was consuming each sensory part of him. He could feel his muscles stretching and his eyes... those were the most unbearable of them all. It felt as someone had thrown an acidic poison into them. The heat was radiating out of it.

NO! I can't let this happen. I can't! I won't kill, I- I've killed- Carl- Have to stop... ARGH!! Focus! THINK! Van Helsing thought frantically, his mind swirling and his vision nothing more than darkness. With a horrible scream, he made himself get up. He pulled his body and attempted to make it run so he could be as far away from the village as possible.

However something intervened with his plan. With a sharp whisking sound, Van Helsing felt a small impact on his back and his scream was not human anymore. A mournful howl escaped from his lips while the change still broke him down into a potentially vicious werewolf. Van Helsing's legs weakened quickly. His suffering body shivered and slowly grew frail. It lost its balance and the hunter knew that he was falling. He slammed onto the ground, writhing, as he tried to regain his own body back. It only made matters worse.

Drowsiness took a hold of him through the rush of torture the curse was inflicting on Van Helsing. He would have smiled in relief had it not been for the fact that he was going to be delving deeper into mortal danger. Fear took no mercy on him as he fell into an unrelenting sleep...

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THE REASON FOR CARL'S DEATH

Van Helsing had accidently killed Carl during their last mission where they were assigned to capture a deadly creature (I dunno what, I didn't have a decision yet). Something goes wrong and Van Helsing turns into a werewolf, and the rampant wolf pulled the final blow on his best friend. When he awoke and regained his consciousness, he was surrounded in his own destruction, with Carl's body covered in blood, his eyes wet from still tears and his hand gripping a silver stake...

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That was the main ideas I had while writing this story!

And once again, thank you for your support! (: