|The Chronicals of Sam, Aly, Ciara and Graham
Author: silver-screen-953 PM
Aly, Sam, Graham, and Ciara are lost in the woods. When theyre found by Anna, Van Helsing, Carl, and Velkan, they find more than they thought possible. Their only salvation: Tea. rated T for brief swearing only.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Drama - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,034 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Published: 01-14-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2753094
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It was a dark night, and Ciara, Graham, Aly and Sam were lost in the Romanian woods. Ciara shivered in her heavy cloak, protected by her trusty bottle opener. Sam joined her shivering, even though she wore a fur coat and dagger. Aly saw this, and almost laughed at them. She herself wore a plain tunic and pants, armed with a sword. Graham was outright teeth-chattering, crossed arms freezing. He was dressed in a heavy fur coat, hat, leggings and tunic. For good measure, he wore a linen lining. His only protection, was a large staff, which he couldn't exactly use.
"Damnit guys," yelled Aly. "I told you we could have turned back there!"
"Well if someone knew how to read a map…" muttered Graham.
"I know how to read a stupid map!'' she yelled.
Just then, Ciara tripped.
"Oh my God, were gonna die!" yelled Sam in a panic, as she promptly fell over Ciara.
"Calm down, gosh Sam!" said Ciara. "I just tripped. You're not gonna get eaten!"
"Well we will if Aly keeps at that map," Graham muttered again.
"Its not me! This map is just a crappy …map!" yelled Aly.
"Not as crappy as your sense of direction," muttered Graham.
Aly was ready to punch him, when she heard a rustle in the bushes.
Suddenly, a tall man dressed in dark clothes stepped out of the brush.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Who are you?" asked Ciara.
"It depends on who you are," he answered.
"…well same here!" said Ciara.
"Oh, enough of this! Van Helsing, it's just a bunch of kids!" cried a woman as she came out of the trees, followed by a stout monk, and a handsome man who looked like he had to be somewhere.
"Who's the monk?" asked Sam, looking right at the man.
"I happen to be a friar!" he said, "but since you ask, I'm Carl. Who are you four?"
"I'm Graham," Graham said, "and this is Sam, Aly and Ciara. We're looking for the nearest town."
"I see. My name is Velkan by the way. This is Anna, and Van Helsing," said Velkan. "We can take you there. Just promise me you will stay there until daybreak."
"Sure, ok then…" Aly said.
"Many evil things lurk this forest," said Anna.
"Like who?" asked Aly.
"The were wolf!" cried Carl.
"A were wolf!" answered Sam.
"No, were wolf!" Carl cried again. "Behind you!"
Everyone turned and saw the wolf man headed straight for them.
"Everybody run!" screamed Anna.
Ciara, Aly, Sam, Graham, and Carl ran for their lives. For a few moments, they seemed to be getting away. Then Ciara promptly fell into a well.
"Ahhhhhh!" Ciara screamed.
"Oh my God!" cried Carl, who had nothing else to say.
"We must save her!" said Aly.
"Uh-huh. And how are we gonna do that?"
Sam spotted a latter leaning against a tree, and brought it over to the group huddled around the well.
"What in the world was that doing out here!" asked Carl.
"I don't know, and I don't care. Get me out of here!" yelled Ciara.
Just then, Van Helsing, Anna and Velkan came running toward them.
"Don't stop, run!" yelled Anna. "Why are you not moving!"
Sam pointed at the well, while Aly flatly explained. "She fell down the well."
"Oh," said Van Helsing.
Velkan raced down the latter, and a second later, Ciara joined him in coming up.
"Were wolf!" yelled Carl. "Coming again!" he nearly fainted.
The group turned toward the trees were Carl had pointed, and almost everyone readied themselves to fight.
"Friars are opposed to violence…" mumbled Carl.
Aly raised her sword, and tested it with a heroic arch as she brought it down. "Ow!" she whined. "My wrist!"
"Big baby," muttered Graham. He swung his staff with untrained awkwardness.
Sam stabbed the air in front of her with her dagger, and giggled morbidly.
"Ah ha!" yelled Ciara as she uncorked an imaginary bottle.
Anna rolled her eyes and stood in fighting position with her sword close at hand.
Velkan scanned the trees and cocked his gun.
Van Helsing readied his crossbow.
The were wolf ran into the small clearing, and went straight for the group. Van Helsing shot his crossbow to hit and stun the wolf man, as Velkan got close enough to shoot the monster in the heart with his silver bullets.
The were wolf went down quickly, and Aly ran forward with her sword and tried to swing at him. She managed to shave some fur, and drop the sword.
As the were wolf began to change, he shrunk back to size, and become a familiar form.
Ciara gasped, "It's Graham!"
She was right. The were wolf was Graham. Everyone turned to look at Graham, or who they thought was Graham.
Van Helsing raised his crossbow, and waited for an explanation.
"Who are you?" yelled Anna.
Velkan aimed his gun once more.
Suddenly, the Graham still standing and covered in furs, began to change also.
"It's Dracula!" cried Carl.
"Dracula!" gasped Sam, staring at the man who, seconds before, been Graham.
"Eww, don't tell me you like him Sam!" yelled Ciara.
"How long have you…been Graham?" demanded Aly.
"Long enough to be at that sleep over a few nights ago," said Dracula, amused.
"I painted your nails!" said Sam, who was delighted.
Velkan looked at Anna and Van Helsing. "Wasn't he a dude?"
Dracula smiled. "I heard all your plans when I was there."
"But you were the first to fall asleep!" said Ciara.
"Yes, dancing to Brittney Spears does tend to tire me out," mused Dracula.
Dracula seemed to realize why they were staring, and blushed. "Damn you all! Just because I like pink doesn't mean I…"
Ciara burst out laughing. "I thought it was strange that he kept asking to braid my hair!"
Dracula roared and flew away.
Sam pouted. "He didn't ask me!"
Van Helsing, Anna and Velkan gawked at the four teens.
Anna decided to break the silence. "Ok then, lets go after him!"
"How?" asked Aly.
"On horses of course!" answered Van Helsing.
Carl paled at the mention of the animal.
"Ooh, horsies!" clapped Ciara.