"And now," continued Count Vladislaus Dracula, stepping closer to his future bride, whom he had chained to the dungeon wall, "Now, I can finally make you mine."

The girl, a seventeen-year-old brunette, struggled under Dracula's gaze. The chains were tight, and would not loosen. The girl, whose name was Allena, hated the Count with a passion. He had drawn her in, unknowing, to meet her end here, now, in this dungeon, which reeked of evil.

"I must tell you," Dracula continued, smirking as he brushed his fingers lightly against her thigh, "I doubted whether I would be able to find another bride such as Marishka, but you..."

He stood in front of Allena, only centimeters from her face.

"... You are strong, my dear, strong and beautiful!"

Allena gritted her teeth.

"You do not deserve to live," she said quietly, as he took a few steps away from her.

"True, true..." said Dracula, nodding. "Which is why I am dead."

Allena gave him a disgusted look. He laughed.

"My darling!" he suddenly shouted, spreading his arms and walking toward her. "You will soon know the release of your desire; you will soon meet your passion's consort!"

Letting his arms drop, Dracula pinned Allena to him with his eyes. Slowly, he descended upon her, his nails digging into her shoulders so that little streams of blood oozed from the wounds. Seeing this blood, he bent his head and slowly ran his tongue across her neck.

Allena cringed as he did this, but could not move.

Dracula, now having tasted Allena's blood, pushed against her as his fangs elongated, and his demonic half showed. He lowered his head once more...

Allena struggled as much as she dared. She couldn't break the bonds...

... and Dracula bit down.

Blood gushed from Allena's open wound, and Dracula greedily drank this.

Allena's world was slowly darkening. She knew that to truly become a vampire, she would have to drink Dracula's blood... And she didn't think she'd have the strength to resist...

She heard a crash from somewhere...

Darkening...

A female voice screeching...

Darkening...

Dracula had left...

Allena knew no more.