Uhm… hi! So, basically, I'm new here. And… this here is my first story! I hope you like it. And yes, I will accept criticism. I gotta learn too, y'know.

Anyways, here's my first story, related to the Chronicles of Vladimir Tod. It's called, "Summer Heat". And the first chapter is called, "Memories and Snow". Hope you'll read it and like it!

Oh, and leave a review for me, will ya? :3

Here we go! x3

CHAPTER 1

"Memories and Snow"

It was the usual starry night at Bathory. Walking on the sidewalk was Vladimir Tod, wearing his usual black hoodie. He was making his way to Bathory High- no. Not Bathory High in particular. He was making his way to his one and only sacred place where he gets to spend time alone. The school's belfry.

Vlad thought that this was finally his chance to spend some time alone, what with all the good and bad occurrences. Sometimes, he switches from smiling, to frowning, or to having a poker face. He just doesn't really know what to feel.

As he arrives at the belfry, he slowly levitates himself there. Landing safely, he goes inside and lights a candle.

The usual stuff is there. His dad's portrait, the worn-out books in their bookshelves, and other stuff that he barely takes notice of. As he walks further into the room, he nearly slips on a black cylindrical object. He regains balance and looks down on the object. He bends over and picks it up. He could never forget that object that he was holding in his hands. The object that is said to be used to slay any kind of vampire. The object that made a giant hole through D'Ablo's stomach. The Lucis.

He smirked at the thing and thought, 'I would've been dead by now if it weren't for this thing.' He brushed his thumb by the symbol of the Lucis and it glowed. He placed the Lucis on the table, and as he does so, he takes notice of another object beside it. His dad's black onyx ring. He took it in his hands and remembered the first time he saw it. He treasured the ring, for it was the only thing that could bring about the precious memories he and his father had made when he was younger.

He wore the ring on his ring finger and he felt a strange surge of energy flowing within him. Until now, he wasn't sure what it exactly was, but he didn't really give much concern about it.

He pulled his chair that was by the table and sat back, resting for a bit. Then, he let the occurrences flash back.

He remembered everything. The vampires versus the slayers war in Bathory. The cleansing. His trial. Snow. Eddie. Joss. Henry. The truth about his dad. The way his dad killed Nelly. The way he killed his dad.

And it all flashed back, like a child's nightmare.

Shaking those dreadful memories out of his head, he faces the portrait of his dad.

"You know...", Vlad whispered, "I still love you. Even after all you've done. You're still my father. And sometimes... I regret killing you."

The eerie smile of his dad on the portrait always seems to move when Vlad speaks to the portrait. It's like he could feel his dad communicating him from wherever he is now. Vlad merely smiled back, thinking that his dad understands what he's saying.

Vlad stands up from his chair and looks around again. He checks to see if nothing is moved, nothing is taken, and so on and so forth. After rummaging through his stuff, he decides to leave the belfry.

He first checks if nobody is looking, other than the goths by the steps of Bathory High. Knowing that the coast is clear, he slowly levitates back down.

'Should I...?', Vlad started thinking, as he faced the goths who were casually chatting by the steps of Bathory High. He wanted to ask about Snow, and where she could be. Vlad hadn't seen her ever since after graduation, and now, he was getting a bit worried.

Vlad decides to approach the goths and as he did so, the usual thing happened. October waved at her friend, Sprat showing hyper-addiction with pixie sticks, and Kristoff glaring at him and soon walks out on the group.

"Sup, Vlad? You look a little down. I think. What's on your mind?", asked October.

"Well... I've been meaning to ask you guys if you've seen Snow around. I haven't seen her for a while now and... I'm kinda worried."

"Oh. Well... Snow and her new parents went on a short vacation in Europe."

"Europe? And she didn't tell me?", exclaimed Vlad, almost shocked by what October just said.

"Woah, Vlad. Chill out. She just doesn't want you to worry, that's all. Besides, she'll be back in about.. I dunno. A few weeks?"

Vlad was frustrated with the thought of not seeing Snow for a few weeks. It made him feel like he could turn the school upside down.

"Besides, you're a vampire. Shouldn't you know that by now?"

'Well... that was utterly stupid of me...', thought Vlad, as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair due to the fact that he forgot that he could track Snow by reaching out with his blood.

"Don't worry, Vlad. She'll be back in no time."

"I guess... and what about you? Where's Henry?"

"Beats me. I can't even contact him with my cell."

"Hmmm... maybe I should check out what he's doing..."

"You better do. I wanna know what's happened to him. I'm getting worried."

"You and I both. Well, I gotta go. See ya guys!", said Vlad, waving to his friends as he ran towards the McMillan residence.

"Bye, Vlad!", shouted the goths in return.

So far, Vlad is having the time of his life ever since graduation. Snow is Vlad's vampire girlfriend, his dad, whom he thought was the main protagonist in his life, is dead, as well as his partner-in-crime, Vikas, who had trained him in Siberia, and lastly, he was the Pravus. And though he thought it wasn't good to be the Pravus, he thought wrong.

And now, Vlad's summer has started, and he's got a lot of plans in store. And in hopes of no one trying to break them, he thinks he'll have a spectacular summer vacation before he starts college. Or will he?