A woman met him at the gate. Her name was Anna Valerious, and she carried a sword older than her family’s curse. Her clan had sworn an oath centuries ago: kill Dracula, or no Valerious would enter heaven.
"Gabriel Van Helsing," Dracula sighed. "Or should I say… the Left Hand of God? The angel who fell so hard, he forgot he ever had wings." van helsing 2004 script
But this was not Stoker’s gentleman. This was a scientist of suffering. His skin was blue-grey, his eyes like cracked amber, and his voice was a velvet razor. A woman met him at the gate
"Well," he said to the Monster. "What do you say we find out who we are now?" his eyes like cracked amber
