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From Your Dreams Part Twenty Five The End

Note: Thank you for following me with this story, I had a really good time with it. In the far off future, I’d like for this tale to turn into a sister story with McCree.

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Darkness blanketed the area. It no longer scared you what was out in the night. Not every bump would send a chill down your spine. A room too quiet would not be eerie.

It was home.

Jesse stayed within the castle walls despite your request that you feared for his safety. He argued with you plenty. Gabriel watched you ever closely with the cowboy in case you would grow hungry again.

It was not for the fact that he was worried about you killing. He was adamant about that much to your dislike. He did understand that it was not to your taste and would cause more harm than do good.

You were happy to have everyone close to you but it was time to say goodbye. Jesse wanted to stick around to make sure you were fine after everything that happened. Mentally and physically, you were an entirely new person. It was tiring. You slept a lot. They had both worried you were not going to make it.

New vampires are like babies. It’s from your understand that the first few weeks can be grueling. Your body does a complete makeover. You are sick one minute and fine the next. You’re hungry for real food and blood. The desire for your old human life fades with the centuries but it does not hurt in early years to dive into old ways.

Jesse continues to look at you from the entrance doorway as his hand holds the doorknob. “You gotta convince me you’ll be okay.”

“I will, I will. I promise.” You reach forward and pat his arm. You have not been awake for very long. You’re a little sluggish.

The castle is quiet. It’s almost dawn. Everyone is asleep. The cowboy stands straight. “Write to me. I’ll be here in a moment if you need to leave.”

“I’m taken care of here, Jesse.” You smile at his concern. “It’s going to be okay. Again, I’m more worried about your journey.”

He gave you a grin. “I’ll be fine. Always am. I’ll make things right for you.”

“Be careful.” You press your hands against your shirt. You could feel where the bullet went through your body. “Don’t kill anyone unless you know for sure. I…I’m not sure if I want revenge. It was such a whoosh of emotions when I woke up. The conversation with my family really made my mind spin.”

Jesse nodded. “I’m going to make everything right. Count on that.”

“What will you do as you continue this journey?”

“I’m going to try to do my best. I want to right the wrongs I’ve done which includes what I did to you. I’ll go back to your home town and try to talk to that maid of yours. But after that, I’m helping people along the way. Everyone.” He emphasizes the last part. “Supernatural or not.”

You smiled at the growth you’ve seen in the man before you. “I wish you all the luck.”

“What about you?” He gestures to the extravagant surroundings.

You glanced around, knowing this was something completely out of your realm. “I don’t want to stay in this castle. I want to move once I’m in control of myself and do something similar to what you are doing. Help people. I will do research here, read everything I can find on my path to control. Then I’ll venture out and do my best.”

“What about Gabriel?”

“I’ll do what my parents wanted. Show him humanity again. While you fight for what is right out there, I’ll do the same here. They don’t have to kill to survive.”

“You’re awfully confident in all of this.” Jesse grabbed his bags from the floor. You opened the door for him.

“I’m confident in both of us.” You hugged him quickly before seeing him off. It was a bittersweet moment to see him get into the carriage and disappear as the sun was just peaking up. You closed up the entranceway and double-checked all the locks before going back to your room.

A few moments later, you slipped into the cool bed along Gabriel. “You smell like a cowboy.” He said from his stock still sleeping position.

You snuggled into the lavish covers and laid your head on the pillow. “I had to hug him.”

“You understand you will outlive him.” Gabriel looked at you, eyes glowing in the dark.

“Maybe.” You stared back. “But that’s okay. Memories will be sweet to look back on.”

“What a woman you are.” He rolled over to move closer to you. “I do love you dearly.”

“I love you too.” You leaned over and kissed his nose. “Which is probably good since we will spend the rest of your lives together.”

“Forever.” He confirmed.

You couldn’t help but giggle to yourself. “I’m the future Mrs. Dracula.”

“And mother to future children that we will bring into our lives.” He yawned and pulled you close. “But now is time for rest. So sleep and dream.”

“Goodnight, Gabriel.” You closed your eyes and listened to the silence.

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From Your Dreams Part Twenty Four

From Your Dreams Part Twenty Four

Overwatch Au

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Everything is too fast.

Your breathing is too fast.

The rush of wind in your ears is too fast.

The heart in your chest was too fast.

You were hot and cold at the same time. Your vision was blurry. It felt like your lungs could not full expand. Something hurt.

It all felt so far away.

For a while, it was the top of the carriage. It would shake in and out of your eyesight.

Then only your ears were filled with yelling. There was so much yelling.

You were somewhere soft after that. It felt like you sinking into a cloud. Everything was okay but you were exhausted. It was even too much to open your eyes. You felt a presence beside you.

“I’m always here for you. Forever. No matter what.” His sweet voice was quiet. He’s never been so quiet in the time you knew him.

“You’ll have to do it to her, Gabriel.” The southern drawl was thick.

There was a squeeze somewhere on your body, maybe your hand. “I can’t. She never agreed to it.”

“She loves you.”

You were gasping for air in the moment. You were somewhere else. Everything was in a soft golden glow. There was nothing in view.

Two shapes made their way and it was your parents. It had been so long since you’ve seen them. You wept on the spot. They held you and comforted you.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. You aren’t staying here long.” Your father murmured.

“What do you mean?” You sniffled into your mother.

“You still have a long life ahead of you.” She whispered to you. “We without things from you. There were things that weren’t said and we left too earlier to say anything. We apologize for this.”

“I don’t understand.” You looked from your mother to your father.

“A long time ago, I met Dracula. The business I ran was successful because of him. I offered him something in return.” Your father reached for you. “Right before we passed away, Dracula wished to try once again in knowing human life. He wanted to be a better person. He lived in grief and sorrow for too long. You were too be his mentor in humanity once you were out of school.”

“But we passed away too soon. A hunter had found out we were dealing with vampires.” Your mother held you. “It looked like an accident. It was an old man. Who would have thought someone would be so dangerous?”

“It wasn’t. But Dracula found out anyway.” Your father squeezes your hand. “I just didn’t know the two of you would fall in love.”

“We’re happy for you. We give both of you our blessing to wed and to become eternal.”

“Eternal?” You straightened your body. “But will I see you guys again?”

The soft warm glow of the room was fading. It was being replaced a different warmth. A rose colored hue was spreading ever so slowly.

“Of course.” They both replied.

“I love you. I hope I can make you proud.”

“Oh, Darling.” Both of your parents started to leave as your father looked at you with joy. “You’ve always made us proud. “

Your eyes opened to the darkest of darkness. It felt like there was a pulse so loud that the world was screaming. Your hands went to ears, long nails digging into your skin. Why won’t it stop?

You pressed your hands against the top of whatever was covering you and pushed. The lid came crashing off and flying to the other side of the room as you crawled from whatever depths you came from. Your limps felt so light. You felt like some sort of gazelle like the ones you had read about. How they could run and spring through the air.

You were at a window in some hallway. Where had you just come from? You spun away, the pulse still ringing in your ears. Everything was so fast. You went to the window, pushing your face against the glass to see the moon staring down at you. Something clicked inside you. You snapped your head to the left. You know this place. You went running, a long flow of a white robe dancing behind like. Everything felt so different.

You burst into the familiar room with the fireplace going as if to greet you.

Gabriel stood up immediately with a look of shock on your face. The pulsing sound was screaming at this point. Jesse was stock still with a cigar burning in his mouth. There was something pulsing on his neck.

You lunged immediately. The sound had to stop. Gabriel was on you in a second, bear hugging you against his body with everything he had. In an awkward position, he waddled the two of your bodies to his neck and shoved your face into a goblet filled with red.

It was gone in a second. You didn’t realize Gabriel had let you go. The two men were on the other side of the room. The pulsing was quiet but still there. You were licking the goblet like some feral child. “I’m sorry.” You put it down. “That’s not…there’s….an explanation.”

Jessie looked from him to you and snuggled his shirt up higher on his throat. “Uh, yes. You died.”

Gabriel raised his hand if to almost strike him. He clenched his fist and put his hand down. “That is…true.”

Hysteria threatened to bubble up. “I saw my parents.” You patted your mouth as if you had more to say. “Was that heaven?”

The two men shrugged. “I ain’t a religious man.” Jesse replied.

Gabriel just looked exhausted before making his way over to you. “I think we need to sit down. Have a long conversation.”

“Not really, no.” You looked at Jesse. “I understand everything that happened and I know full clarity on other things. I need to know why you came in that shop that day.”

Jesse looked a little surprised. He put out the cigar. “Van Helsing had wrote to me. He said he knew Dracula would be coming to town. There was information he found that he absolutely knew he would be here.”

“What information was that?”

Jesse looked to Gabriel. “There was a business in town that you had ties to. You were coming to finish the deal.”

You looked to Gabriel. “Van Helsing killed my parents.” You moved toward Jesse. “You are going to make this right. You are going to avenge my mortal death and my parents.”

“What will you do?”

You looked towards Gabriel. “I need to stay here. If earlier is any sign of how I’m going to act, then I need to stay with Gabriel until I can safely be around humanity.” You wrapped your arms around Gabriel and pressed an ear to his chest. There was no sound from within. The silence was almost a comfort.

Almost.

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From Your Dreams Part Twenty One

Overwatch AU

Masterlist and Other Chapters

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It is a hidden place deep within the forests. It is safe as far as you know to hold a meeting of this caliber.

You standing amongst the trees. It was dense land with much history to it. Where you stand now it a graveyard of fallen vampires. Each headstone is dedicated to someone who had been lost. Heavy monuments were digging into the ground. Colossal mausoleums were scattered few and far between. You’d hate to know what happened there.

It seems like an appropriate place to be if any. The light from evening sun was twinkling through the leaves.

“Here I was thinkin’ we could grab somethin’ good to eat and sit pretty somewhere. This ain’t it.” His voice is like sweet like candy.

“I didn’t think you were the type that wants to sit pretty.”

“Ya never know. It could grow on me for sure.” His footsteps bring him closer.

You turn to see the cowboy hat pulled down past his eyes. “Is it hard to look at a woman you claimed of murder?”

His head jerked up. “Now…don't be sour. That wasn’t my idea. Helsing did that work.”

“But there was no objection from you.”

“And that makes me just as guilty.” Jesse digs the tip of his boot into the ground. “I am truly sorry about all that happened. It ain’t me. I…didn’t think it was right. That’s why I went lookin’ for ya. But I had others on my heels. They wanted you and your fellow something fierce. I didn’t come here for blood.”

“But that’s what is happened. Blood. I know you’ve lost some numbers.”

“It’s been one hell of a war just stepping on the land. Didn’t think it would be. Helsing ain’t talking to me right now. I raised some hairs since I’ve been here. I stayed too long is what everyone said.”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “You could help change that, if you’d like. You could make up for the wrongs that have taken place.”

A dry laugh came from his throat. “What could I do, sweetheart? This has gone too far.”

“I only told Gabriel about this and he thinks I’m gone around the bin. But I think it’s worth trying.”

“You’ve got too many brains in your head to stay safe, don’t ya?” He moved forward and tilted his hat up to look at you. Jesse McCree was still a good man, you just had a feeling about that.

“I think too much to be complacent. What about it?” You gestured to the tombstones. “Would you like to end this?”

“What’s your big idea?” He pulled a case from his pocket and pulled a cigar out.

“I think that you could help turn all these things around. I think you could start a conversation with other hunters. Vampires and creatures of all sorts that I may not even know about…they can’t all be bad, right? Nothing is good or bad. Like humans, there is a complexity to it. What if you guys only hunt bad guys?”

“Bad guys?” He lit the end. “Like we’re some supernatural police.”

“Exactly!” You exclaimed. “Not all of the creature are bad, just go after the ones that kill, murder, rob. You know?”

“I can understand this, I mean hell, I ain’t no golden boy. But there’s a problem with this little place.”

You frowned a little bit. “What’s the problem?”

“Helsing.” He moved his cigar to form a ring of smoke. “Helsing is obsessed at this point with Dracula. It’s a cycle. They are cat and mouse. Back and forth. Moon and sun. They ain’t giving up their ways. They both want blood. What do I do about that?”

“I feel like that’s more of their problem. That’s an them issue.” You shrugged. “But the overall issue seems like it could be solved with some open-minded individuals.”

“Maybe.” McCree dug his boot into the dirt. “So, I start the conversation-“ A bullet shot the cigar out of McCree’s hand. He burst forward and the two of you fell to the ground once more. “We got to stop meeting like this.” He jokes before grabbing a hold of you and blasting off towards the back of a mausoleum as bullets follow your trail.

“A friend of yours?” You asked, heart shaking the bones in your chest.

“Imma thinking we could use the term friend as loosely as ever before.” He was inspecting his fingers. “I know who it is to.”

“Oh, good. Well, at least we know the angel of death today.”

“She ain’t no angel.” He argued. “Right now, she’s a pain in my ass.”

“Old girlfriend?” You inquired.

He grinned at you. “She ain’t my type.” McCree entwined his fingers with yours before flying off like a bat out of hell through the tombstones.

Shots came quick. Stone was flying through the air. “There’s nowhere to go!”

He pulled you to him in a swift turn as his gun seemed to have almost appeared in his hand. A bullet rang out. The sound of metal meeting metal rang out before the two of you slid down a hill through the woods. “There’s always somewhere to go. You gotta learn to know about your surrounding area before you make a meeting like this. Especially with the company you keep.”

“What about you?” You darted off through the trees as metal met metal once again. “Not exactly loving your company.”

“It’s a flip of a coin who we fair together on the day.” McCree jumped over a fallen tree and chased after you. “Keep going that direction. You’ll meet the water at some point. I’m going to buy us time.”

“You better make it back to me, Jesse. I didn’t come all this way for you to die.”

“It sure would ruin your plan, wouldn’t it?” He laughed before turning back to point into the nothingness with his gun.

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From Your Dreams Thirteen

Overwatch AU

Helsing!McCree VERSUS Dracula!Reyes

Masterlist and other Chapters

“You make me sound like a monster.”  

You flipped around to look at him. “You!” You moved towards him, a flare of rage surging through your body. “You are the reason this world has collapsed in on itself! My boss is a monster hunter. His friend is a monster hunter. Everything that is not real is real. A man died within minutes of me speaking to him! He was tortured! They had him in a cage!”  

There was a gasp from behind you. Mr. Reyes did an unnatural way of standing where it looked like he didn’t even bend to get up. He was before you in a flash. “What did you just say? What happened? Who did you see?”

“My husband!” The older woman shrieked. “They had my husband locked up like a dog?”

Mr. Reyes gripped you firmly. “Where?”  

“The bookstore…what are you going to do?” It dawned on you that this information was vital.  

Mr. Reyes exited the room quickly, going for the front door. You followed suit only to stare into the darkness of the night. It loomed back at you with a thousand watchful gazes as if it knew there was action about to take a foot. “I must leave, Mrs. Hallow. We have quite the discussion when I get back.”  

“If you come back.” She murmured.  

You looked back at the older woman with suspicion before running towards the back of the house where you knew father’s studies had sat practically untouched. You went to where you knew Miss Holly had put the gun back and grabbed it. You have never used such a killing machine. It now was heavily in your hand. You clumsily opened it to see she had kept it loaded.  

You made haste as you moved back towards the front of the house to leave. You eyed Mrs. Hallow with a swift study before grabbing your coat. “I have made the mistake of treating you as an elderly woman. This will not continue.”  

She seemed to laugh. “I understand.”  

You marched out of the house and into the night with a loaded weapon with intentions that were so uncertain you had no idea what you would do if you did make it.  

The night air was cold as it sped past your body. You could only hustle so quickly down the cobbled streets. You were no longer scared of muggers or dark alleyways. There was much more to be startled from now.

You turned down the street to the shop to see all the lights from the book store on. The door was cracked open only so slightly. You slid in and called out. “Hello! Is anyone there?”  

There were noises coming from the back. You feared you would have to travel down that staircase and to that horrible place once again. There were times when cowards needed to be brave though. This was one of those moments.  

The books were a blur as you made it inside the office and down the stairs to Hell. “Hello!? Hello!” You called as one hand kept steady on the wall and the other on the gun.

“What are ya doin’ here?” A familiar voice asked in a panic as Jesse met you on the stairs. You had not seen him since ya fled.  

“I have come to warn you! I have made a mistake, I think. I have uncovered something.”  

He gripped you firmly. “You gotta go, darling. Mr. Helsing ain’t acting very pretty right now.”  

You became frantic. “That can not matter right now. I have discovered Dracula here! I told him if what happened beneath this building.”  

“You what?!” He exclaimed, releasing you quickly. “What do ya mean? Why?”  

“I did not think of it. It just came out. I told the wife of the vampire what happened. It was his last wish.”  

“We can’t talk about this. You can’t be here. We will take care of this. You’re in danger though. How do you know Dracula?”  

You bit your lip suddenly, aware of how awkward the situation was now. “I think he may be courting me.”  

Jesse just blinked. The information seemed to soak in finally before he slowly nodded. “Alrightie. You sure got a lot going on. But you can’t talk to Van. He’s highly upset you killed his research subject.”  

You were taken back by that.”Research?! That creature was a being! It had a family! Children! A wife!”  

“It killed people, darling. It was a monster.”  

“You two are the monsters! I saw the way that man looked before he died. He looked nothing like he did. Skin hanging off a corpse, sunken in eyes. You are the monster!” You shoved him back a little. “How dare you make thing so black and white.” You turned around within that narrow staircase the best you could and ran back up the stairs to the bookstore. Tears were burning your eyes. It was all too much.  

You could hear his heavy footsteps behind you. “That ain’t it. You don’t understand!”  

“I think she understands perfectly.” The familiar tone of Gabriel Reyes came from just outside the store door. You looked at him with surprise.  

Jesse stopped moving behind you.”I ain’t never met you before, sir, but I know of you. You aren’t wanted here.”  

“Are you sure?” His gloved hands gripped the doorway. You could hear the wood splinting beneath his grip. “Just invite me in.”  

“Don’t do it,” Jesse whispered from behind you. “He cannot come into this place if he doesn’t have permission.”  

“Permission?” You started to ask your question when the vampire in front of you started speaking again.“I just want to talk. You hurt a very good friend of mine. I just want to talk to the old man Helsing. He’s aging very poorly, isn’t he? What a shame!”  

“You’re a bastard and you’ll always be one, Vladimir!” You jerked your head to see outside the windows into the dark streets where Mr. Helsing stood with a shotgun. You saw the flash of light from the muzzle that was aimed at Gabriel. Your whole body jerked forward as you saw him disappear as the loud kaboom of the gun went off.  

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From Your Dreams Part Nine

Masterlist and Other Chapters

Warning: Death

It was equivalent to descending into Hell. The cool stone walls that your hand stayed on for balance was almost wet to the touch. There was a horrid smell that fills your nose as you moved further down the stairs that had opened up.  

You’d never know this was here. To be honest, you did not explode the book store all that much except for the store itself. You had always known the building was bigger than what you worked in but you never asked. It was not any of your business.  

Maybe it was now…

You paid the thought no mind as you traveled deeper into the gloomy stairwell. There was soft light at the end but it only cast shadows that made your stomach tighten in fear.  

You finally came to the end of the tunnel to stare at an open room with four cells against the left wall. You kept to the right where the stairs were an easy escape while you took the scene in. In front of the cells was a chair with metal chains draped over the arms. There was something staining the ground but you honestly wished to move no further away from the wall.  

A growl ripped through the air and you flung yourself towards the stairs and out of the light.  It hissed like a snake would. You could feel your heart ramming into your ribs. It was almost as if they would crack from the fright.  

You peeked around the corner to see the creature clinging to the iron bars with its hands reaching forward as if to grasp the light.

“You!” It yelled. “I know you are there! Come!” It shook the prison it was in. The sounds were ringing in your ears.  

“I do not wish to come closer! You frighten me! This whole place does. There is nothing good here.”

“That is why you must come!” Its voice was raspy and crackly like it had never had a drop of water.  

You clung to the wall and pushed forward to see it better as your vision adjusted. Its skin was clinging to its bone. Its teeth were sharp and jagged. It looked more beast than man. You gasped as you realized it had no eyes. It looked as if someone had plucked them from its skull.  

You gasped and it seemed to hone in on you. “What happened to you?”  

“Me?” It seemed to touch its face as if it had forgotten. “Those men did this.”  

“What men?”  

“You know the men. I can hear them when they speak to you. You know those men. The one smells of cigars. The other is old. He has been around a while. He knows this world.”  

“Why did they do this to you?” You stepped forward with courage.  

It was silent for a moment before it pressed its face against the bars. You could see its hairless features. It looks like death. “Because they hate my kind. We are beneath their feet. They even have one as a pet.”  

“What are you?”  

It grinned. The teeth look as sharp as knives. “I am a vampire. But not for long.”  

“Because I am dying, child. I need your help?”  

“What could I do for you?”  

“I need you to kill me. It would be simple. Actually, you may not even need to do it yourself.”  

“I could never!” You cried out. “I have never hurt someone. How could I even?”  

“There is a wooden stake over there.” It pointed with one long finger to the torture chair. “I just need that. It will release me from this life.”  

“I could get help! I could find help for you!” You scooted closer to the center.  

“There is no time. Anyone of help is too far or asleep. It is the daytime. I must die. I refuse to be touched by those souls anymore.”  

You looked towards the chair and moved forward, fear bubbling inside your body. “What will you do with this?”  

“Use it for one of the few ways I can die.”  

Your fingers shook. You had finally moved towards the chair. It looked like it was just stained in blood. You felt dizzy. It was not the time to faint though.  

You gripped the wooden stake that was beneath the chains. They fell to the floor with a heavy response. It felt so final.  

You moved towards the creature with the heavy wooden stake in your hand. There was a lump in your throat as you reached your hand out to give it to the vampire. It reached forward and took your hand, giving you a gentle squeeze before taking the stake. “I would suggest you leave before I do this…thank you for your kindness.”  

“Can I do anything for you?”  

The creature seemed to shake. “There is a woman. She lives near the shore…tell her I am sorry that I never came home. Her name is Elizabeth Hallow.”  

You felt your heart break a little bit. “I will. I promise.”  

The creature nodded. “The master loves you. I can see why.”  

“Who?” You furrowed your brows.  

The moment was taken as you heard news from above. The two of you moved to look towards the stairs. There was more sound. On instinct, you rushed back up the stairs. You ascended back into the office of Mr. Helsing and ran into the book store to see Jesse standing in the doorway.  

“Hey there. What are you doing?”  

“What are you doing?” You shouted. You gesture towards the office. “You two are monsters. You two are the real monsters!”  

He raised his hands up and looked concerned. “What happened? What do you mean?”  

“The creature in the cellar!”  

The cowboy booked it past you and towards the office. You chased after him. The two of you descended back into the office and down beneath. You could hear Jesse cursing before you even could see the cells.  

You turned the corner and looked at the cages to see a pile of dust. Jesse was banging his hands against the cage. It was like the world went silent. You were left to your own thoughts as you stumbled up the stairs.  

You had to find Elizabeth Hallow.  

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From Your Dreams Part Ten

From Your Dreams Part Ten

Helsing!McCree VS Dracula!Reyes x Reader

Masterlist and Other Chapters

The sentence ‘to escape into the night’ always seemed dramatic to you.

Now, as you said the same exact thing, it did not.

After the horrible events at the book shop, you had disappeared into the streets to find yourself at home and packing quickly. You set Miss Holly to the task of finding Elizabeth Hallow and to not ask you questions.

To be frank, you were shaken to the core of the incident. You had never thought you’d be looking into the eye of a creature that the monster hunters would deem as evil and feel such a terrible ache as they died.

You knew that a pile of ash had been death. You knew that. You did not know why or how it happened other than you were part of that. You had helped that happen. It did feel like the right choice after seeing how he felt about it. If something like that happened to you, you may have wished death as well.

But you were set on a mission. Miss Holly helped you deeply by getting into contact with a woman that had the same name as the miss you were searching for. You had an address that was indeed close to the shore. It had to be the same.

All of this led back to the fact you were disappearing in a carriage to the edge of one of the great rivers nearby. It was a small fishing village. It was almost out in the middle of nowhere.

You were clutching your chest, dreaming of dreams that you knew you couldn’t come up with. It was almost as if someone else was with you. It was their touch you could feel and their thoughts. It was more than ever before. It startled you awake at one point.

You were staring out the carriage window, listening to the howls of wolves. It was almost beautiful. It felt as if they were almost running along the carriage with you. You felt foolish in that thought. You moved over to the window to see out into the night. There were no wolves but you swore you could see eyes peering at you from the darkness. You touched your mouth as you felt you needed to goodbye.

What an odd feeling. You sunk back into the carriage seat and slept for most of the ride after. You awoke to the bumpy roads of a lesser kept village. It smelled like the river here. It was a sleepy place to live.

You moved from the carriage to a small little cottage that looked like something from a children’s book. You softly knocked on the door, feeling like the sounds were far louder than they should have been. Mrs. Hallow’s home was so far compared to everyone else’s. It must have been the silence that made everything seem to be at an uncomfortable volume.

The door crept open to a woman that looked to be as old as your grandmother would have been. She had salt and pepper hair with soft eyes. Her wrinkles told stories of a happy, long life.

Your news weighed heavily.

“You’re the girl on the phone?” She asked softly.

You shook your head. “That was someone for me. I am here to speak of news as I believe she told you.”

The older woman moved back and pulled the door open more. “Come in, dear. The wind is strong.”

You moved inside her house, motion for the driver to go on as you had agreed to earlier. He would be back to pick you up in the evening. “It’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance. I hope you find yourself well.”

“I am as of right now. I fear that will change but we will see.” The two of you entered the parlor room where Mrs. Harlow sat upon the couch. There was a beautiful painting of a young family with many children sitting above the fireplace. You eyed it with a swell in your heart. “What have you come to speak of?”

“I met…someone.” You started, quickly sitting opposite of her and fiddling with your fingers. “He told me to apologize for not coming home.”

The woman placed a hand on her chest. “Where is he?”

You dug your fingers into your palm. “At rest.”

There was a strong silence that could only deepen the sadness in your soul. The woman looked at you, years of life still in her eyes. “What happened?”

You felt the ache in your throat. Where do you even begin? You didn’t even know the entire story. “I do not have much to stay for I only knew him a few moments before his passing.”

“Did you do it?” There was a shift in the air.

“No!” You put your hands up. “Never! I cannot take life. He wished me of it but I could only hand him the wooden to do what he wished. I ran off to check on a noise and only found him after.”

“Where was he?”

You were about to cry. You never realized how hard this was. “I think he had been captured.”

“Hunters…” She whispered and looked down at the ground. “Are you with those miserable lot?”

“No! I am not even sure what it all means. I just came to you. He wanted me to tell you that he was sorry. I could only fulfill that wish.”

The older woman sighed softly before looking at the portrait of the beautiful family. “Jonathan always said he would die before me. I thought he said that in jest. You know what he was, correct?”

You nodded. “He told me he was a vampire. I did not know they looked like that.”

“If the hunters had him, he looked dreadful.” She pointed to the portrait. “That is what he looked like in life. That’s what he looked like full of life!”

You stared for a moment before turning your attention to her completely. “Was that you in the picture as well?”

She smiled softly, the wrinkles in her face deepening. “I’m his wife.”

[killerkissed]

From Your Dreams Part Eight

Dracula!Reyes vs Helsing!Jesse x F!Reader

Masterlist and Other Chapters 

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“Would you please just call me Jessie?” He said, halfway through the idle conversation and the walk home. “Everyone is so polite here.”  

“Manners are a most welcome gesture, Mr. Mc- I mean Jesse. But I will call you that if it makes you more comfortable.”  

He started to fumble through his jacket for something before he must have thought better of it and stopped.“Thank you. Now I have a question for you.”

You glanced towards him with curiosity. “Yes?”  

“Van said you were educated.”  

“Van?” You mumbled to yourself before realizing he meant your boss. “Oh, yes. My parents sent me off to school and then to continuing education because I like reading so much.”  

“Did you like it or was it more of push from your parents?”  

“It was alright, I guess. What about you?”  

Jesse shrugged his shoulders beside you. “I don’t know much about my parents. I had a much tougher start to life than you did, Miss. I don’t have much schooling under my belt but I got a whole lot of neat tricks.”  

“Like what?”  

He gave you a mischievous grin. “I’m the best shooter you’ll ever meet.”  

You gave him a look. “The best? My father hunted for sport. He was pretty good.”  

“I’m a dead eye. I can shoot anything and everything. I’m quick. The best shooter you’ll ever meet, I’m telling ya.”  

“You seem to be quite the heathen, Jesse McCree.”  

“That’s how I like it. The girls do too.” He winked at you.  

“I’m sure you have quite the line of ladies wherever you may go.”  

“Sure do. You wanna join the line?”  

You laughed. “I think not!”  

“You don’t gotta be shy about it. I know I’m good looking.” His laughter followed yours.  

“What confidence. Will a man like you ever wanna settle?”  

“Settle?” He asked, suddenly serious. “I don’t think I get that kind of future.”  

“Why not?” You asked, turning down a street.  

Jesse kicked a rock into the cobblestone streets and looked towards the ground. “I think it’s my lifestyle.”  

“Then change it. If you want a family, a woman, a life, or anything else you think your lifestyle is going to take from you then you have to change it!”  

“You don’t understand.” He took his cowboy hat off and held on to the rim with his hands. “I’m not like you. I carved from future from nothing. I’m good at this. The monster hunting. I don’t know if you believe it or not but I am good at this. I didn’t always use my nature for good but now I am.”  

You stopped to look at him. Jesse only took a few more steps before turning back. Your gaze met his. “Are you sure it’s the job that is taking away a future for you? Or is it the little voice inside your head?”  

He didn’t say anything to that. You walked up to him and patted his arm very lightly. “I think you’re a good man, Jesse McCree. I just think you don’t believe that.” You walked past him, continued on your way home. You could barely see the lights to your house in the distance as it seemed almost swallowed in the sea of other houses. “My doctor says we like to let the past dig our grave early.”  

“Your doctor?” His voice was at your side.  

You nodded and shrugged, suddenly aware of how vulnerable that was to say. “I…did not fare well after my parents passed. It came as such a surprise. I had just seen them at my graduation. It had only been a few weeks. I was on vacation for a while when I heard the news.”  

“May I ask what happened to your folks?”  

“Accident.” You told him, seeing your house suddenly in front of the two of you. “I did not ask many details. Maybe my siblings did. I was too in shock. All I did was the cry.” You looked at the windows and walls that had surrounded you your whole life. “This is my childhood home. None of my siblings wanted to move into it. They thought best that I have it. “  

“Was it?” He seemed concerned for you.  

You looked at him and rubbed your arms. “Like I told you and Mr. Helsing, I’ve had odd happenings since it happened. I’m not sure living in the shell of a ghost house is good.”  

“Do you think it was because they passed away?”  

“Not anymore.” You mumbled since you had discovered the world was a large bigger than you thought. You did not want to say you worried it was something that went bump in the night.  You looked at the windows that were fogged over. This was the house that raised you. You never thought it would become a prison. Something that you would dread. “I think I may believe in the unnatural but I won’t go on to say I think Mr. Reyes has anything to do with the mishappenings.”  

“I understand that. It’s hard to see things.” Jesse replied, putting his hat back on his head. “I am glad nothing decided to happen tonight. I’m gonna head back. You take care of yourself, okay?”  

You smiled and went towards the door only to look back at the cowboy with shadows over his features. “Only if you take care of yourself as well. We can’t be both slacking.”  

“I guess I can agree with that. If even it is only for you.”  

“It’s all the matters. Goodnight, Jesse.” You opened the door and slid into your house. The door clicked behind you and you stood in the entryway with a good feeling.  

“Miss, you keep bringing all sorts of good looking boys home.” Miss Holly said from the living room.  

You laughed. “He is from work! He does not know him like that.”  

“What about the fellow? That Mr. Reyes?”  

“I just confess,” you started, entering the room to see her polishing your father’s old guns.”I did see him today. He was rather bold with me but I did not find it in unwanted attention.”  

She whistled to that. You moved closer to find that it seemed she was more cleaning the gun that makes it look good for the wall. “May I ask was some kissing involved?”  

“It may have been.” You laughed, sinking into one of the chairs beside her. You looked at her with a loving gaze. “I look to you for advice.”  

Miss Holly smiled, her crows feet deep with all the years of joy. “Just be careful. Men are tricky. A good night could be a bad year if you can’t see the warning signs of a darker nature.”  

“I understand that. There are more sides to everything that originally expected.” You looked to the tiny pieces she was putting back together. “What’s all this for?”  

She clicked the pieces back into place. “There are dark forces out there, dear. The newspapers say it is best to be cautious. I’d say it would be good to keep this close. You never know what could happen.”  

“Oh, so true.” You murmured,  looking at the bullets on the table. “There are monsters among men.”

[killerkissed]

From your dreams Part Six

Helsing!McCree VS Dracula!Reyes x F!Reader

Masterlist and Other Chapters 

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Mr. Reyes let you inside the nearest store as the weather seemed to chill even further. It seemed to be a high-end café. The waiter took the two of you back immediately and to a table.  “I had no idea who your boss was. I just knew you mentioned you worked with books.” He pulled the seat out for you.  

You gasped. “Speaking of work,I forgot to thank you. Those are the most beautiful arrangements that I’ve ever seen. The roses were unearthly. You did not have to.” You sat down so he could adjust your seat in.  

“I wanted to.” Mr. Reyes firmly responded, going to seat himself after making sure you were taken care of. “You are honestly so breathtaking to me.”  

You flushed, the warmth very welcomed against the sudden chill. “I fear I think you lie, Mr. Reyes. I have run into you twice like some wild heathen.”  

He laughed and it was music to your ears. “I tell the truth, I do. You are lovely. We have run into each other on odd circumstance but nonetheless, I am thankful. The more I speak to you, the more I am interested.”  

“Thank you.” You murmured, feeling bashful at the compliments. A menu was placed in front of you. “Oh, I can’t ask you to get me anything. My purse is back at work.”  

He smiled at you. “Think nothing of it. It’s my treat. You said you needed a break anyway. Why not have a snack and be energized for the day?”  

You purse your lips together in thought and looked at his face. He was such a handsome man. Mr. Reyes really did remind you of the gentleman in the book. His smile was infectious though and it did turn the corners of your mouth up. “If you insist.”  

“Anything for a queen.” Mr. Reyes stated before looking at his own menu. You felt yourself grow comfortable in his presence as you dined. The café was beautiful. It was an older building in the city which made it feel so dreamy. Everything was imported as well which gave it a real sense of the rich life.  

The food was gourmet. The drinks were top notch. You felt like you were being surrounded by gold. It was a nice feeling. The company made the experience all the more memorable though. Mr. Reyes spoke of his import business. He told you of his travels. The way his thick accent would make the words just drip from his mouth did something to you. Mr. Reyes was definitely an educated man. He seemed to dabble in a little bit of everything. You quite enjoyed that aspect of him which in turn is why he enjoyed you.  

You were more educated than most women in your time. Your family had always been well off. They could afford for boarding school. It was the only reason you were able to take care of the bookstore. Mr. Helsing had liked that you had gone to the school. He had said you had a good head on your shoulders. Now you have a small doubt in that. Things seemed to out of this world.  

“I have a question for you.” You leaned forward to whisper. “Do you believe in the supernatural?”  

There was a thump against the table as Mr. Reyes leaned forward in unexpected fashion.”As in ghosts?”  

“Per se. Maybe demons, ghouls, and vampires?”  

He smirked. “What an odd question.”  

“I’m an odd woman apparently.” You smiled softly, growing shy at such a silly question. “But you’re right. It’s odd.”  

“Don’t shy away from it now.” He reached across the table and took your hand in his. You noticed now how long his fingers with such pristine nails. He was warm to the touch. His voice brought your eyes back to his face. “I do believe in these things. I’ve traveled too much and seen too much. What about you?”  

“I don’t know. I really haven’t given it much thought before today.”  

“And What has today brought on?” His thumb rubbed against your skin. Heat spread from his touch.  

You shifted in your seat a little bit and glanced towards the busy streets outside. “My joss brought it up.”

“What did he say?”  

“They will harm us. They made it sound like they are all bad.”  

“Who’s they?” Mr. Reyes asked, his thumb still making circles.  

You looked back at him. “Mr. Helsing has a friend. He’s American or western or something. His name is Mr.McCree.”  

“What do you think of this McCree?” His movements stopped.  

“I don’t know him very well.”  

He made a noise in his throat. “You aren’t romantically entangled?”  

You laughed loudly as the question shocked you. “I do not know the man! I met him only a few days ago. Only a few days before you actually.”  

Mr. Reyes looked embarrassed as he sat back in his seat. “That’s good to know.”  

“Are you a jealous man, Mr. Reyes?”  

“Quite.” He looked directly into your eyes. “What’s mine is mine.”  

“How very domineering of you.” You murmured, thinking you saw red in his eyes.  

“Would you not be with someone you love? Does monogamy not excite you?”  

You flushed. “Monogamy is all I know. Other things besides that are…heathen.”  

“I don’t believe you could be wild if you tried.”  

“To be honest, leaving work so quickly has made a small hole in my stomach.” You laughed it off.  

“May I escort you back?” He asked as the waiter came and brought the check. Mr. Reyes paid for everything as agreed upon before he moved to help you up.  

“I’d like that.”