Van Helsing: The London Assignment Page #3

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- Pretty much.

You, turn around.

- Let me see your faces.

- Why?

Because we don't trust strangers.

Strangers don't last long here.

Gentlemen, you will now be disarmed.

You can try.

You refuse to obey our laws?

- The laws of men mean little to me.

- Fine.

Kill them.

- I'm here to help you.

- I don't need any help.

Really?

Everybody inside!

Hide the children!

Stay here.

You stay here.

They're trying to kill me.

- Marishka, kill the stranger.

- Love to.

Run!

Carl, it's not working.

Try aiming at their hearts.

It's the sun.

Van Helsing.

Do you like to fly, Anna?

Hello, Anna.

Nice to see you, too, Aleera.

Did I do something to you

in a past life?

Don't play coy with me, Princess.

I know what lurks

in your lusting heart.

I hope you have a heart, Aleera...

because someday I'm going to drive

a stake through it.

This should do the trick.

Holy water!

Stop your teasing, Marishka,

and finish him.

Too bad. So sad.

The church!

Thirty years old.

Perfectly aged.

Hello, Anna, my dear.

The last of the Valerious.

I can feel fresh blood

rushing through her veins.

Here she comes!

I want first bite.

- He killed a bride!

- He killed Marishka!

You killed Marishka!

- You killed a vampire!

- But isn't that a good thing?

Vampires only kill what they need

to survive.

One or two people a month.

Now they will kill for revenge.

- Are you always this popular?

- Pretty much.

So what name, my good sir,

do I carve on your gravestone?

His name is Van Helsing.

Your reputation precedes you.

Next time stay close.

You're no good to me dead.

Well, I'll say this for you.

You've got courage.

He's the first one to kill a vampire

in over 100 years.

I'd say that's earned him a drink.

Marishka!

Why can't they just

leave us alone?

We never kill more than our fill

and less than our share.

Can they say the same?

Did I not stress

how important it was...

to be finished

with Anna Valerious...

before she destroys

what we are trying to create?

- We lost Marishka.

- Master.

There, there, my darlings.

Do not worry.

- I shall find another bride.

- What?

- Do we mean so little to you?

- Have you no heart?

No, I have no heart! I feel no love!

Nor fear...

nor joy...

nor sorrow!

I am hollow.

And I will live forever.

- My Lord.

- It is not so bad.

I am at war with the world...

and every living soul in it.

But soon

the final battle will begin.

I must go and find out

who our new visitor is.

You will have to make

a little apritif out of him.

We are much too close to success

to be interrupted now.

- No!

- The last experiment was a failure!

Please, say you will not try again.

My heart could not bear the sorrow

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