text: You stare deeply into Mary's eyes, grab her and kiss her long and passionately.
  
  "You're going anyway aren't you?" she says.
  "I have to."
  "But why?! You know he's going to use every dirty trick in the book, he's not going to fight you man to man. He'll throw all his followers at you first."
  "Good, it's the only chance he's got to level the playing field."
  "But you're severely outnumbered."
  "Yeah, and they're going to be overconfident like all those bloodsuckers are. And that I'm gonna beat 'em, they keep underestimating me. Now you get out of here... don't worry, we'll see each other again. Just remember to make those changes in that movie of yours."
  
  Mary gives a weak smile, she doesn't look convinced that she'll see you again, but she realizes you have to go. Actually you're not even sure you're getting out of this alive, but this is something that you have to do, win or lose. You leave Mary to head back upstairs, while she goes off through one of those passages she was talking about.
  
  As you're heading up the twisting staircase, you run into Renfield, who was coming down to get you no doubt. His eyes widen in shock and he turns to run.
  
  "MAST... " he begins to shout and you smash the back of his skull with one of the silver bars. You then turn him over.
  
  "I'm not exactly sure what's correct way of killing you Ghouls so I'm not going to take any chances." You say placing your hands around his head and giving his neck a quick snap. He's still alive, but now unable to move.
  
  "You'll never defeat the master!" he says defiantly.
  "Yeah, yeah... " you say and shove your fist in his mouth to rip out his tongue. It takes some doing, but eventually you fish out the long slimy body part.
  "I don't even want to think about where this has been." You say and throw it away.
  
  As Renfield helplessly hisses at you, you plunge one of the silver bars through his chest. He begins to melt, he'd probably shriek if he could. When he quickly becomes nothing but bloody bones, you remove the skull and throw it into the wall where it shatters and take back your silver bar.
  
  Renfield won't be coming back.
  
  You finally reach the ground floor again and follow the sounds of the party. The guests have already heard about what you did earlier, and when you run into a few of them in the hallway they give you some problems. Fortunately they're a lot of flash and no substance. Three vampire guests attack and you quickly use your silver bar to smack them around. After knocking them all to the ground, you disable one by breaking his neck, while you're doing that, one of them attacks you from behind where upon you grab and flip him into a small table which splinters into pieces. He tries to get back up, but you kick him in the face, grab one of the table legs and shove it into his chest.
  
  Your last would be attacker seeing what you've done runs off. You shake your head.
  
  "Sheesh, what happened to the days when you bloodsuckers actually put up a good fight?" you say and shove another table leg into the chest of the vampire whose neck you just broke.
  
  Your little rumble in the hallway has most definitely been heard, but the rest of your journey to the ballroom continues with no other interruptions. Upon your arrival, the rest of the guests just watch you. Dracula lounges on a fancy couch on the far side of the room while his followers to grovel over him, Jacob being the most fawning.
  
  "So is Jacob going to be the next Renfield?" you shout which gets you his attention and a very hostile look from Jacob.
  "Ah Wolf, you've arrived. Where is Renfield anyway, I sent him to fetch you. I do hope you didn't hurt him too badly." Dracula, says without even looking at you.
  "I regret to inform you that your favorite jizz jar is no longer among the living or the undead. He's just plain dead."
  "(Sigh) Ah well, it was bound to happen eventually, but still I will miss his... enthusiasm. But this is no time to morn past losses, tonight is a time of celebration! Jacob, a member of the Van Helsing family. The mortal enemies of vampires everywhere, and the source of the notorious Abraham Van Helsing, who nearly ended my life. A family of murderers, yet Jacob has abandoned his homicidal family tradition and become one of us, proving that even the most implacable of foes can one day become friends... and more." Dracula says giving Jacob a lecherous stare, but then finally looks over in your direction and his demeanor changes to that of anger as he points at you the whole time.
  "But some foes always remain. These types are the OLD, the JEALOUS, the BITTER, and the HATEFUL that are so miserable with their own pathetic existence that they feel they must ruin other people's happiness to make themselves feel better. This... this ANIMAL that stands before us is attempting to do just that! He is the pinnacle example of everything that's wrong with his kind! The animals have always been jealous of us, and that will never change. Every now and then when a dog runs wild, it becomes necessary to slap it down and put it back in its place, but there are other times when it becomes rabid and needs to be destroyed. And that's what you are Wolf and rabid dog that's too stupid to know when to bow before your masters. Jacob, prove your love for me, destroy this animal."
  "With pleasure." Jacob says to Dracula and steps towards you baring his fangs.
  > fight defensively
  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.
  > Back up and recover
  You scramble for the silver bar and try to back away, but Dracula won't allow you the chance to regain your strength. He rips the bar from your hands and hits you with it. You claw him across the face and get him in bear like hug so he can't get enough momentum to shove the bar into you, but he's got something different in mind.
  
  "Fucking animals like you need collars!" he says and wraps the bar around your neck! As your airway becomes constricted, you release Drac who then takes complete advantage and gets behind you and tightens the twisted silver even more eventually choking you out.
  
  A few minutes later you wake up before Tep and Mary who's taken the silver bar from around your neck.
  
  "Wolf?! Are you alive? Speak to me!" Mary says.
  "(Cough! Cough!) Yeah... shit... (Cough!) What the fuck happened?"
  "Well looks like old Drac got the drop on you and tried to strangle you. Guess he didn't do a very good job though since you're still alive. He ran off though; don't know where he went, probably to one of his other homes. Well, I guess this makes it a bit of a tie. I guess nobody collects the bet. Though I still think you would've won in a fair fight." Tep says.
  
  "Ah shit, I gotta (Cough!) track his ass down, gather up the Wolflings... and... "
  "NO! You'll do no such thing! Most of the Wolflings are dead, and YOU almost died tonight too! I'm not having you risk that again over this foolishness! You're coming home with me right now!"
  
  Mary takes you back to her place where you rest up. You still want to go after Dracula, but Mary is very convincing and eventually you give up on it and work on her movie (Which was rewritten) instead.
  
  As for Dracula you don't hear from him ever again, obviously he knows it was a close call and doesn't want to risk another battle with you.
  
  Still it always pisses you off that it was a "tie".