Disclaimer: The following fic may not portray vampires in their often-imagined sparkly glory. Also I do not own anything.
New World Cookies
Ch. 1 – WHAT?
"Um…so why are we vampires again?"
Amy was confused at the information being presented to her by Raphael. This was not the only time she had been thrust into a situation in which she had no idea what was going on. Her speedy adoption and sudden rapier training that her foster father had put her through by breaking into her room every morning as he attacked her until she learned to adequately defend herself had been strange but this was something entirely new.
Raphael was feeling the shape of his teeth with his tongue. "Well, I'm not entirely sure myself, but it seems it had something to do with the evil energy emanating from that evil sword. I must have gotten infected which caused this infection and subsequent evil transformation."
"But that doesn't even make any sense! Why would that turn anybody into a vampire?"
Raphael shrugged. "I don't know what was in that sword."
"You couldn't think to use protection?"
"I assure you, that was not my primary concern. It might have had something to do with the whole creating-a-new-world-for-my-loving-daughter-and-me thing I was already working on," Raphael said icily.
"Was turning yourself and your daughter into a couple of undead freaks also in your plan?"
"Amy, I understand that you might be a little upset but you have to look at the positives! Super strength! Super speed! And my word, these new teeth will be splendid for cutting meat and flesh!"
"They're called fangs, dad! Don't grown-ups know anything these days? Ugh!" With her hands folded across her chest, Amy stormed off in annoyance at her foster father's lack of knowledge of mystical monster anatomy.
"You better get used to it young lady!" Raphael shouted after her. "It's not like you're going to age or anything!"
Later, Amy furiously paced around her third room in the castle. It was her favorite room for pacing. Something about the drab stone wall helped the mood when she was angry and wanted to pace around the room. Eventually she would usually calm down enough to go to her first room where would ruthlessly stab a few dummies and then go practice her ruthless catchphrases in her second room in front of her mirror. Ruthlessly.
The news that she had turned into a blood-sucking, non-aging, ultra-powerful creature did not bode well for her. She wanted to mature into a more womanly figure before being stuck looking the same for a few hundred years. She sighed in disappointment, her anger slowly subsiding with the pacing.
"Ha ha! Time for new world!" she heard Raphael say downstairs. She rolled her eyes. That was all he talked about these days. He was obsessed. But as tiring as it did get sometimes, she did appreciate his efforts once she realized that all his endeavors were truly for her alone.
She sat down and started to brush her hair. Although, this turn of events might mean that he's growing closer, she thought. Despite this setback in Raphael's plan, she was suddenly overcome with a longing to help him in some way. And then it came to her. Cookies.
After her father would undoubtedly do what he promised in creating a "new world," she wanted to be there with something to greet his success. And everyone loved cookies. Also, she was hungry. In fact, it was mostly because she was hungry. Not to mention, the thought of the whole affair sounded so darn adorable.
She made her way downstairs, emphasizing the sound in her steps to show her father that she was still upset about their life-changing transformations. She had calmed down and was no longer angry but she saw no reason to let him know that. And it would ruin the surprise of delicious cookies.
"I'm going out," she announced.
Raphael frowned. "Right now? Where? Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"It's…" Amy looked at the giant clock shaped like a bunny that ominously hung in the main hall which could be seen from anywhere. "…six o'clock."
"In the afternoon," Raphael added tersely. "It's very late and young girls like yourself should not be out late at night."
"Uh…dad, did you forget?" He looked at her with raised eyebrows. "The whole vampire thing?" Amy said exasperatedly throwing her hands up.
"Oh…right. Well, at least take one of those worthless servants with you."
"Why? I don't need to be accompanied everywhere I go! I'm ** years old for crying out loud which may or may not be old enough to be left unsupervised!"
"I'm done discussing this with you. And that is final!" he scolded. "Servant! Come here!"
A green-haired maid appeared at once and bowed her head.
"Uh…" Raphael struggled to remember her name.
"Marienbard, sir."
"Oh yes. I'm surprised I forgot seeing as that is the most ridiculous name I have ever heard. Not to mention the terribly unnatural hair color and strangely humongous eyes. I mean, what happened there? To be honest, I'm irritated just looking at you."
"What is your wish?" Marienbard said politely, ignoring the insults.
"Watch over Amy as she goes to do…whatever she's going to do."
Marienbard bowed again. "Yes, master." Raphael walked away to do more plotting for his new world.
Amy went over to the green-haired maid. "Lean over," she commanded.
Unquestioning obedience being one of Marienbard's best qualities, she did as she was told.
"I mean, seriously? Marienbard? What deluded parent thought that would make a good name?" they heard Raphael saying, his voice growing more distant. "In the new world I'm creating, anyone with a name as ridiculous as that shall be disposed of immediately. I suppose everyone will die in the end," he mused after reconsideration. "But all the Marienbards shall go first!"
Back in the room where the other two were, Amy innocently batted her eyes at Marienbard.
What a cute little girl, the maid thought.
Then without warning, Amy viciously bit into her servant's neck.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Raphael gallantly strode back in with a frown. "Really Marienbard? You're going to make a racket now? Why are you still in my employment?"
"SHE BIT MY DAMN NECK!" The usually calm green-haired maid was now livid. "AND YOU DON'T PAY ME!"
"Ah yes," Raphael said. "That explains why I still have you around. Well? What seems to be the problem?"
"SHE BIT ME! IN THE NECK!" Marienbard said, pointing an angry finger at Amy.
Raphael looked at Amy questioningly.
Amy shrugged and smiled cutely.
"Oh yes, that might happen sometimes," he said carelessly.
"WHAT?"
"Oh and you're probably some kind of vampire now."
"WHAT?"
"You might want to…inform the other servants lest they get complacent in their duties."
"WHAT?"
Raphael's eyes narrowed. "I would appreciate it if you would KEEP. YOUR. VOICE. DOWN!" he shouted as his voice increasingly grew in volume. "And is that all you can say? I suppose having a stupid name rubs off on your intelligence! Silly girl."
Marienbard screamed once more in frustration.
"Goodness, sounds like someone's been having a bad day," Raphael said, rolling his eyes. "Anyway, see to it that she is safe."
"Ha ha! Time for new world!" Amy and Marienbard heard as he walked away.
Amy smiled as she looked at the servant. "You can go and tend to that," she said, pointing to the two gaping, bloody holes in Marienbard's neck.
"Thank you, young master," she said, gritting her teeth. And she hurried away fuming, her hand clutching her neck to avoid dripping blood on the floor.
Raphael soon wandered into the room again. "Where's what's-her-face?"
"Nowhere important," Amy said. "What is it?
"I was thinking of taking a little bite…"
"Daaaaaddd! That's gross. Please don't say stuff like that."
"Ah well," he said walking out again. "Anyway, don't forget to take your rapier! You don't know what kind of sick freaks are out there!"
Amy rolled her eyes at the irony. "I have it right here. Do you think I'm stupid?"
"This world doesn't accept you, you know! That's why I'm creating a new world-"
"Okay, I got it!" Amy interrupted him and headed towards the main door.
She stepped outside and let the castle door close with a giant thud.
"And so it begins."