List of Characters:

Gabriel Van Helsing: Danny Fenton/Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Anna: Juniper Lee (The Life and Times of Juniper Lee)

Carl: Double-D (Ed, Edd and Eddy)

Dracula: Vlad Masters/Plasmius (Danny Phantom)

Valken: Dennis Lee (The Life and Times of Juniper Lee)

Igor: Jack Spicer (Xiaolin Showdown)

The Cardinal: Pakku (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Werewolf: Wulf (Danny Phantom)

Dr Frankenstein: Dr Vic (Toonsylvania)

The Frankenstein Monster: Doctor Vicktor (Ben 10)

The Undertaker: Freakshow (Danny Phantom)

Dracula's Brides: Azula (Avatar), Blackfire (Teen Titans) and Ember (Danny Phantom)

Well, here are the main characters, but I'll try to explain who the minor characters are throughout the fanfic. Anyway, here's the first chapter of my very first fanfic. Also, just so you know, I don't own anything, not the movie Van Helsing or the characters in this fanfic. I'd be very, very rich if I did.

Prologue: A Triumph of Science

It was dark and cold night in Transylvania, but then again, nearly every night was like this one. A storm was beginning to brew when a band of angry villagers came charging through the forest with a battering ram and with the usual pitchforks and torches. They have just learnt that the occupant of Castle Frankenstein, Dr Vic, was guilty of the worst crime he could commit against them: grave robbery. Seven graves have already been violated by that man and the villagers wanted justice (meaning an execution without a trail, followed by snacks and maybe a little dancing).

Blissfully unaware of the blood-thirsty mob closing in onto his castle, Dr Vic busied himself with his life's work: unlocking the very secret of life itself. Once he learnt that secret, those fools in the scientific community would see that he was right all along. He pulled levers and pushed buttons, and waited for a lightning bolt to hit conductor that was sticking outside his castle. He didn't have to wait long, as a bolt of raw storm energy swept throughout his laboratory and into his greatest creation, and in sense, his son. His creation screamed for the very first time as lightning surged throughout his body.

"It's alive. It's alive. It's alive!" Vic yelled in excitement. But his joy was short lived, as he heard the sound of a battering ram being used on the castle entrance, and rushing towards the window he saw a rather large mob outside his castle, using a large tree trunk as a crude battering ram and carrying farm tools and such. Dr Vic knew it could only mean one thing!

"Oh my God, door-to-door salesmen!"

"Actually, I think that it's a rabble of angry villagers out to kill you," came a new, more sinister voice from the shadows. Spinning around, Vic came face to face with his benefactor, Count Vlad Masters. He was a tall, handsome man with grey hair tied into a ponytail and with a neatly trimmed goatee. He had been the only one who provided funding into Dr Vic's research and had even paid for all of the laboratory equipment.

"Oh, Count, it's just you." Sighed Vic, relieved to see a friendly face.

"You've done very well Victor," congratulated the count, "and to think I was beginning to lose faith. It's just a pity that your moment of triumph is being spoiled over a little matter such as grave robbery."

"Oh, that," Vic said nervously, and he began to make mad dash towards his luggage bag. "I must escape this place!"

"Where will you go, Victor?" the count asked, as he somehow appeared onto the catwalk above him. "Your piacular experiments have made you unwelcomed in much of the civilised world."

"I'll take him away, far away, where no one will ever harm him." Answed Vic, who was referring to his creation.

"No, I think that the time has come for me to take command of him."

Vic looked at him, slightly confused and not liking where the count was going with this conversation. "What are you saying?" he asked.

Suddenly, the count was behind him, slamming down the chest Doctor Vic was packing. "Why do you think I gave you this castle, equipped your laboratory?" he shouted.

"Y-You, you said that you believed in my work."

"And I do. But now that it is, as you yourself said 'a triumph of science, over God', it must now serve my purpose."

"W-what purpose?" Vic asked fearfully.

Meanwhile, the mob had finally managed to breakdown the castle door and swarmed inwards like a school of tuna. Nothing short of a vampire or two would stop them. Little did they know that's exactly what was inside the castle.

"Good God," Dr Vic exclaimed, horrified at the counts plans. "I would kill myself before I would help you with such a task!"

"Well, feel free to go on right ahead," Vlad said flippantly, "I don't actually need you anymore, I just need him," referring to Vic's creation lying strapped down on the iron platform. "He is the key."

"I would never allow him to be used for such evil plans." Dr Vic said softly as he gently stroked his creation, his son, on the forehead.

"I would. In fact my brides are insisting on it, otherwise I'll be sleeping on the roof again." The count said darkly as he walked closer to the terrified doctor.

"Jack! Help me!" the doctor screamed.

Out of the shadows came a wannabe-goth teenager, with red hair and very pale skin, wearing a white lab coat. His name was Jack Spicer, Vic's assistant.

"Sorry, Doc, but the names not Jack Spicer, Lab Assistant/Monkey," Jack tore off his coat and is now waring his usual trademark cloths, "It's now: Jack Spicer, Evil Boy Genius!" He then began laughing diabolically.

"Well, good for you," Vic said dryly, "now will you help me!"

Jack just shrugged, "I would, but I've been working for the count this whole time, so you're on your own now, bub. Plus, with you out of the way, I can take over your job."

Vlad smirked evilly and moved closer to the doctor.

Vic then grabbed a sword from the wall and pointed it at the count.

"Stay back!" he warned, his voice full of defiance.

Vlad only chuckled. "You can't kill me Victor," he said simply. Then he did the impossible. He walked into the sword, pushing it into his body. "I'm already dead." His teeth then grew into fangs and bit into Dr Vic's neck. Jack, feeling queasy, turned green and left to find a toilet to throw up in.

While this was happening, Vic's creation began to break free from his bonds, enraged at what Vlad was doing to his creator.

After all life was drained from Dr Vic, Vlad dropped the body and pulled out the sword. He then walked over to where Vic's Monster was, only to find the platform empty! Then he heard a sound and saw the Monster hurling a piece of laboratory equipment at him, smashing him into the fire place.

The Monster then picked up Vic's lifeless body and began to run out of the laboratory, away from Vlad.

Outside, the mob was climbing up some stairs, being lead by the town undertaker, Freakshow. Vic's Monster, exiting from a side-entrance, made a dash to a nearby windmill. Following close behind, was Jack Spicer. He called out to the mob: "Hey, everyone, Dr Vic's made a monster! What are you gonna do about it?"

The entire mob looked out, saw the Monster, and turned to Freakshow. "Well, what are you waiting for?" The undertaker asked. "Go get him!" So they did, screaming and yelling all the way.

Vic's Monster made it to the windmill just in time, locking the door behind him. But that wasn't going to stop them, as the mob began to throw their torches at the windmill, setting it on fire. The Monster climbed up several flights of stairs, to the top of the windmill, where he got a good view of the jeering crowd, who were certain that they were about to finish off a mindless abomination.

Holding Dr Vic's body tightly but gently to him, the Monster yelled his first words:

"Why?"

This caused the crowd to become silent, completely dumbstruck. They never heard a monster asked them that question before. The fact that it was asking them in such a sad voice made some of them feel ashamed.

The Monster asked again, "Why?"

"Cause you're a monster and we're an angry mob. It's kinda natural." Sheepishly answered a barkeeper named Moe (The Simpsons).

Suddenly, they all heard the sound of breaking glass and saw a shadowy figure fly from the castle, joined by three others.

"Vampires," fearfully muttered a girl named Amy Wong (Futurama).

"Run for you lives!" shouted an ogre name Shrek.

"Hurry!" added a girl named Belle (Disney's Beauty and the Beast).

And so, the mob went running back to their village, completely forgetting about the monster. And as the flames rose higher and higher around him, Vic's Monster looked down at this creator's lifeless face.

"Father…." He said sadly, a tear rolling down his cheek. Then, the floorboards broke beneath them, and father and son fell into the fiery abyss below.

"No!" shouted Vlad, as he landed in front of the windmill. The monster was gone. His plans literally up in smoke. His brides began to wail behind him, and Vlad's face began to twist with hate. It was a real pity that the Monster had died before he could use it for his plans.

He would have relished killing him.

Author's note:

Phew! My first chapter for my first fan fic! Yay me!

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