Strap in Mortal, because we're about to tear this Van Helsing Story to pieces, twist it into something delicious, and give it a Rumplestiltskin spin. Hold onto your seats as I lead you into the eerie, shadowed corners of history, where the line between light and dark blurs... and nothing is quite what it seems.
↪ Fractured Story
Van Helsing: The Hunter Who Played The Game
Narrated by Rumplestiltskin
Ah, welcome, welcome, my delightful readers. Take a seat and prepare for a tale of shadow, blood, and deception. This one’s a classic. You've heard of Dracula before, haven’t you? The big, brooding vampire lord with his sickly charm and bloodlust. But this? Oh, this is not just another retelling. No, no. We're about to dive into the mind of someone far more interesting—Van Helsing.
Yes, that Van Helsing. The so-called great vampire hunter. The man who thinks he's the hero of this twisted little story. Oh, how wrong he is. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Settle in, because this tale is not what you think it is.
The Beginning of the Hunt
It all starts with young Lucy. Poor Lucy, the prize of the story, the one everyone loves to save. She’s suffering from a strange malady, and all our dear doctors are left scratching their heads. Enter Van Helsing, as smug and confident as ever, ready to fix everything. He steps into her life, poised to fix the unfixable, but this time, things won’t be so simple. Lucy’s affliction? It’s not just some random illness. Oh no, she’s been marked by something far darker—Dracula. And let me tell you, if you're looking for someone to stop this monster? Van Helsing might just be your man... but he’s hiding something. Always hiding something.
As Van Helsing investigates, he grows suspicious. And rightfully so! But, as I said, he’s no ordinary man. Not like these other mortals stumbling around. No, this man is playing a much bigger game. A game where the pieces aren’t just vampires and mortals, but something far older, far darker, and far more dangerous than anyone realizes.
The First Clue: A Flicker in the Shadows
The more Van Helsing digs into Dracula’s dark web, the more you’ll see it: the cracks in his story. There’s something... different about him. Stronger, even. When Dracula’s creatures come knocking, Van Helsing doesn't break a sweat. Oh, sure, he feigns being just a doctor, just a man of reason, but watch him carefully. You'll see him dispatch those pesky minions with ease—too much ease. His eyes flash with an intensity that no normal human possesses.
Hmm. Interesting, isn’t it? I wonder if the others ever noticed.
And then there's that mysterious knowledge of the supernatural, that instinct for the unknown, that uncanny ability to sense things others can’t. He's the one who figures it out first, the one who recognizes the true nature of the threat they’re facing. But of course, he never shares why he knows so much. No, no, dear friends, he keeps his cards close to his chest.
The Middle of the Game: The Revelation
Now, we’re getting to the part where you’ll finally start putting the pieces together. You see, Dracula’s not the only one in the story with a hidden agenda. Oh, Van Helsing—our clever, crafty Van Helsing—has a secret of his own. And it's a big one. A shiny one, if you ask me. He’s no mortal man. Not by a long shot.
Remember that strength? That knowledge of things that go bump in the night? It all starts to make sense when Van Helsing faces Dracula in a battle that only one of them can survive. But here’s the kicker: when Van Helsing steps into the sunlight and faces off with the vampire lord, he doesn’t burn. No, my dear listeners, he shines. Like a goddamn daydream, he walks through the rays of the sun as though he were born for it. And in that moment, with the sun on his face and the blood of his enemies on his hands, the truth comes crashing down:
Van Helsing is a Daywalker. One of the few, born of both mortal and immortal blood—a creature who can walk in both the worlds of light and shadow. A being who transcends the very nature of vampire and human, stronger, faster, and infinitely more dangerous than anything Dracula could have imagined. And he’s been playing this game for centuries, keeping his true nature hidden, biding his time.
The Final Play: Dracula’s Downfall
And so, as all stories do, it leads to a final confrontation. Van Helsing and Dracula, two immortals locked in an eternal dance, but only one can emerge victorious. Only one can survive the test of time. And with Van Helsing’s true identity revealed, it becomes clear that he’s not simply fighting for Lucy, for the mortals, or for justice. He’s fighting for his own survival, against a rival vampire lord who could destroy his entire existence.
Dracula may be the predator, but Van Helsing? Oh, he’s the hunter who’s been playing the game all along.
➡ The Takeaway
Well, well, well. That was a twist, wasn’t it? Van Helsing, the great hunter, was more than just a doctor. He was a player in a much bigger game—one of immortality, survival, and power. I hope you enjoyed this little rendition of Dracula with a twist of my own. Maybe next time you think you know a story, remember this: there's always more beneath the surface.
Stick around, my lovely mortals, because the Immortal Gazette has far more twisted tales for you to feast on. You never know who’s really behind the mask. Or the daylight.
PS. In case you didn’t know, that immortal being—Dracula—still exists right here in The World of 4EverMore.
Oh yes, dearie, the very one who started it all. Now you may have thought his reign ended with Van Helsing, but no—he’s still out here, as immortal as ever. And even more interesting? So are his twin daughters.
"Now, before you start wondering who they are, let me drop a little hint for you..." Rumplestiltskin clears his throat, preparing for a dramatic flourish.
"Long live the Queen 👑..."
His laughter bursts forth maniacally, echoing through the darkened hall, reverberating off the cold stone walls.
"Catchin’ on yet, deary?"
"Allow me to make this crystal clear:"
Queen of 4EverMore. Yes, our very own Sonia Bloodthorn, and her annoying twin sister Seraphina Nightshade. Don't tell her I said she's annoying though because it will turn into a whole thing, and I have been secretly working on flattering her to get some small favors! Yeah, don't tell her that either.
Ah yes, those Daywalkers, the ones strutting around like they own the place. Sonia—oh, Queen of all, yes, yes—and that sister of hers, Seraphina Nightshade, you know her too well. The two of them, living immortally under the same banner, tied by the same cursed bloodline. But don’t let that fool you—they’ve got their own little quarrels, their own little secrets.
He pauses, glancing around as if checking to see if anyone's eavesdropping. His eyes narrow, then he suddenly bursts out, voice booming, "Long live the queen..."
A wicked laugh erupts from his throat, echoing through the darkened hall, a rasping sound that sends chills down your spine.
Leaning in closer, his voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, "The true rulers of 4EverMore. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, mortals."
Created and Published by Bloodthorn Publishing, where fractured stories are the only kind worth telling... We didn’t just fracture it—we twisted it, bent it to our will, and crafted something new and far more deliciously delightful (in our opinion, of course).
