Ok, guys…sorry that I haven't been writing for like, forever. There've been a lot of things going on, and I'll try to update more often, Kay? SOOO Sorry for the looong delay. Hope my fans are still out there…sorry it's kind of short.
Back in the Abby
"No. There's no time for this foolishness." Karl muttered, prodding a man with his finger to keep him moving. The man grunted and reluctantly moved forward, becoming another of Karl's many experiments.
With a start, he heard Van Helsing yelling in anger at the Cardinal. Turning, he saw the two standing face-to-face. They were talking about Lena, he overheard. Slowly, he made his way towards them, not making it obvious that he was eavesdropping. The saddening realization hit him as he pieced the parts together.
"What do you mean we can't get there in time!" Van Helsing snapped, growing impatient with the Cardinal, who continued to remain calm.
"We don't have enough field men for now. If you and Karl plan to go alone it'll take six months."
"And how much longer if we wait?" Van Helsing dropped his voice to a lower volume, now speaking normally.
"A little over a year. But you've got more chances of surviving if you wait."
"She can't wait over a year." Both the Cardinal's and Van Helsing's attention were drawn to Karl, who'd appeared closer to them. The Cardinal obviously showed some pity for him, as he walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, my son…there's nothing you can do."
"Erroneous!" Karl snapped, pushing his hand away. "There's got to be a way to get her sooner, weather I lay my life on the line or not!" He took a step back, the Cardinal watching him in his eerily calm manner.
"Karl, there's—"Van Helsing began. Karl quickly silenced him with a glare…the kind that he hardly ever gave, the one that came from a tear in his heart. Van Helsing had seen the glare once before, and that was when his first (and so far only) love had left him, and Van Helsing had made a comment about it. But that was it; he'd only seen it then…and now…
"I'm going after her." Karl snapped in a harsh whisper. "Stay here if you want…but I'll be halfway to Transylvania before you try to stop me."
And with that, he turned and was off, grabbing his small leather bag which contained all he needed: a small journal, a few trinkets, a couple silver stakes, and some money that he might need for later. All he'd need for a trip to Transylvania…all he needed to save Lena.