text: Normally you aren't one to fight defensively, however in this case it's to your advantage. Jacob is eager to prove himself to Dracula and overconfident in his abilities.
  
  Jacob rushes at you and you trip him to the floor. As he attempts get up you impale him through the back with the silver bar. He screams in pain, but it looks like you missed his heart, he back kicks you in the nuts before scrambling to get up.
  
  While you recover, Jacob pulls the bar out of his back and throws it at your head which you dodge. With a burst of speed, he leaps next to you and punches you three times in the face, the fourth time however his hand goes into your open mouth. You sink your fangs in, grab his arm and pull back with your head as hard as possible, biting it off at the forearm. Jacob reels back in shock as he stares in horror at his spurting bloody stump. You spit out the gory limb which flops on the floor. You quickly pick up your silver bar from the ground. The crowd looks on in captivated awe.
  
  "Well looks like I get to kill two Van Helsings, that's already one more than Fagula over there. Though I have to say, your father put up a better fight and he was only human. You sure you weren't adopted? You put up a poor showing boy, even for an overgrown leech."
  "You dare call me a leech you fucking animal?! You haven't won, look at what I found here!" Jacob reaches into vest pocket with his one good arm and pulls out a pistol. You already know what it's loaded with.
  
  He fires haphazardly at you, while you roll out of the way. Luckily he's as bad of a shot as his father was. Guests start running out of the way after a few silver bullets start hitting them. He doesn't care, who he hits, he's too busy trying to make sure one of the bullets hits you.
  
  "I won't fail where my father did, I will kill you! I WILL KILL HIM!" he screams. Of course in the chaos of everyone running around he doesn't seem to realize you've appeared behind him.
  
  "Wrong again junior." You say, turning him around and shoving the silver bar cruelly through his chest, hearing that satisfying crack of his upper ribs and the squishy sound of the bar hitting his heart.
  
  He falls to the ground dropping his pistol and clutching the bar which you dig in deeper as he starts to melt.
  
  "When you get to hell, say hello to your dad for me... and I sincerely hope he and the rest of the dead Van Helsing clan kicks your pansy ass for all eternity you fucking traitor."
  
  As he releases one last death screech, you rip his head off and throw it at Dracula who hasn't left his couch. He just looks at the melted skull and shrugs while you take your silver bar and prepare for the final battle.
  
  "Well I see your skills haven't deteriorated, but there has been a great deal of luck involved here tonight as well. Unfortunately, you'll find that your luck has run out. Do you actually think I'm going to dirty my hands on an animal such as you? Please. It wouldn't be a contest anyway. My guests, I now give you the honor of fighting for me! That fool Van Helsing obviously wasn't worthy of my love, but for any of you that lands the killing blow on this mangy dog, you shall know the pleasures that only I can show you."
  "You gotta be fuckin' kidding me Vlad! That's supposed to be an honor? You're just trying to get out of this shit because you're fucking scared." Im-Ho-Tep pipes up from the back ground.
  "Stay outta this Tep!" Dracula exclaims.
  "Hey, I'm not in this little feud, but I'm calling it like I see it. You're not willing to fight an old and tired Werewolf who's supposed to be inferior to you anyway? Now you do whatever, but if you're seriously going to let your followers do your dirty work, then you really are a big pussy."
  
  There's a moment of silence as Dracula looks at Tep and then back over at you. He stares at you and then... 
  
  "KILL HIM MY CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT!" Dracula commands
  "Goddammit I knew it!" you say to yourself.
  
  You hear Tep shout over the crowd.
  
  "Sorry Wolf I thought he'd go for it!"
  
  As the crowd of vampires, ghouls and human servants advance on you, you think about how many you can take out before they finally get you. Just then it looks like Drac was wrong, your luck hasn't run out yet. Werewolves crash through the windows, and attack! They look like the ones from the studio! Then Mary comes rushing into the room smashing a Ghoul in the head, and stands fighting by your side while you fight off an attacking vampire.
  
  "Mary! What're you still doing here?! And how'd you get them to help?" you shout, twisting the vampire's head completely around.
  "You didn't think I came here by myself did you? I figured you'd insist on killing Drac. So I had the Wolflings come with me and told them to stay back until the appointed time."
  "But how?! I tried to get them to come and they didn't listen to me! And I'm a fucking Werewolf!"
  "Well, I'm a people person, while you're mean old bastard, so of course they'd be more willing to listen to me. Plus I told them about how you paved the way for all of them and how they should be grateful."
  "You told them you were going to replace them with human actors in furry suits didn't you?"
  "Well... yeah, but that doesn't mean the other stuff didn't work either! Ugh! These ghouls aren't very study are they?" Mary says putting her fist right through the face of one of them.
  
  "Hey Wolf, I hate to interrupt, but Vlad just went running down that corridor when your wolf pack arrived. I think you better go catch him. Oh hey Mary, I haven't seen you for awhile, how have you been?" Tep says shuffling up to the both of you.
  "Tep! I was just thinking about you the other day! I've been alright, how about you?"
  
  While Mary and Tep bizarrely exchange pleasantries in the chaos of battle you head down the corridor that Tep pointed out with your silver bar. Eventually it leads into a study of some sort. You cautiously enter, but you're immediately ambushed and thrown into a bookcase hard which then falls on you.
  
  "It ends here Wolf." You hear Drac say as you crawl from underneath the bookcase.
  > attack!
  You stagger over to attack Drac, but he dodges and throws you into another wall. You slam to the floor landing behind a desk.
  
  "You think you could come here to defeat me? You're a fucking loser Wolf! You always will be! You know why? Because you don't have any style or class! You should be thanking me for putting an end to your miserable existence! I think I'll take some revenge on Mary too, since she felt the need to help you... "
  
  While he's making dramatic villainous speeches you were searching the drawers in the desk and found a very sharp letter opener. You pop up from behind the desk and throw it at Drac, hitting him directly in the eye!
  
  "ARRRGH! MY EYE!" he bellows while pulling the opener out taking the bloody orb with it. You then lift up the entire desk and throw it at him! It crashes into his body, knocking him onto the floor. You grab your silver bar from the floor and prepare to do some more permanent harm to Drac, but he lifts the desk off of himself, before you can take advantage.
  
  "You're going to pay for this you lowly dog!" he shouts and kicks the bar from your hand. He then kicks you in the stomach and brings both of his fists down on your head when you hunch over from the stomach kick. You take the opportunity to grab him by the legs and in a fireman carry, you run straight forward with him over your back, out the window!
  
  Both of your bodies crash and fall to the outside courtyard ground, broken glass embeds itself in both of your bodies, but mostly Drac's. He pushes you off of him and retreats. You don't give up your attack and tackle him, and bite deep into his leg. He kicks you with the other foot, but not before you tear off his leg from the bottom of the shin. Blood splatters all over the place.
  
  At this point Drac is too enraged to run and grabs hold of you and bites you deep in the neck! You feel the energy rapidly leaving you.
  > try to pull his heart out
  Pulling someone's heart out is never as easy as it appears in the movies, but you muster up all your strength and plunge your fist into Drac's chest. He winces in pain, but continues to drain your blood. You break through the rib cage until you feel that squishy four chambered organ in your clutches.
  
  As your energy and life begin to ebb you pull it out and crush it into a bloody mess right before his eyes. He then begins to smoke suddenly. The sun! Its morning! You've been here so long you completely forgot about the passage of time.
  
  "Looks like it's the end for both of us bloodsucker, but I'm making sure I live an extra minute longer to see you die first." You say and collapse.
  
  Drac falls into a weird death spasm, and crawls in a hopeless escape attempt, but there is no escape. If the destruction of his heart didn't kill him the sun certainly does. He shrieks as his body becomes a flaming torch and spectacularly explodes. At this point Mary, Tep and some of the remaining Wolflings rush outside to see what's going on. Mary immediately rushes to you.
  
  "Wolf! No!" Mary shouts holding you. She'd probably shed tears if she was capable.
  "Is he dead?" you ask.
  "Yeah, Wolf he's dead. You killed him. I always knew you'd be able to do it." Tep says.
  "Good, now I can die happy now."
  "No! I don't want you to die! Why couldn't you have just come with me?!"
  "I'm sorry Mary, but this is the way it had to be. I wasn't meant to live a regular life. I wasn't supposed to get old. I was supposed to die in combat... and I have... there's nothing else for me here now. Its time for me to leave this world that no longer wants me."
  "I'm here! I want you with me!"
  
  You smile weakly and grab her hand tightly.
  
  "I would if I could... just remember the good times Mary... and thank you for what you did tonight... I know that you did truly love me... just remember to burn my body, I don't want to take the chance of coming back as one of these leeches."
  
  You feel darkness envelop as Mary holds you close.
  "Tep, one thing before I leave."
  "What's that Wolf?"
  "When you collect your money from Erik, kick his fucking ass for betting against me!"
  
  You close your eyes and then nothing.
  
  After a brief period of mourning, Mary follows your last orders and burns your body. A few months later she writes a book about you and ultimately makes a movie about your final battle with Dracula, it's a blockbuster hit. The movie is also dedicated in loving memory of you.
  
  Mary makes sure the legacy of the Alpha Wolf lives on... 