My first fanfic ever! please no harsh comments! I do not own Young Dracula! 3 enjoy!

Young Dracula- Worldwide Realization.

Chapter 1- Leaving

"Ingrid, you can trust me." Vlad tried to reason with his sister with forceful pleads.

"Vlad. I know I can trust you, I don't trust those lot that's all." she pointed to the door with a long and pale finger whose nails were decorated with black and red stripes.

"I'll protect you." he said to her and then flashed to the door and swung it open, much to the Counts and Bertrand's surprise.

"And you two can flap off as well!" they had been spying. They had been doing a lot of that around that time.

"Fine your grandness." Bertrand said with an icy glare. He had been particularly nasty toward Vlad recently. Vlad hadn't even done anything to upset him. The bags under Bertrand's eyes clearly showed that something had been taking sleep from him. He suspected it was due to the recent incident with Sethius and overlooked it.

"Go!" he demanded and the two vampires flew off to some unknown area of the school or to have a glass of the red stuff. He slammed the door in frustration and turned back to Ingrid.

"I know you care little brother but I don't; only about one thing. Can you promise me something?" she said looking up at him from beneath her extensive eyelashes.

"Sure." he would do anything to make her stay on his side until he became the Grand High Vampire.

"Can you make things fair for vampiresses everywhere; especially me? That's what I want." she said. She tried to achieve that herself but going against The Chosen one didn't get her anywhere.

"Ingrid, I want everything to be fair. Not just for Humans. For people within the vampire community. I will make that happen. I promise." he certified his aim for her. Ingrid's face suddenly lit up in expectancy.

"See you little brother. I'll support you as long as you do that." she grinned maliciously and sped off. Vlad huffed in relief. She had been miserable for the last couple of days after she didn't like becoming less than a second to Vlad. But Vlad kept trying to reassure her that she would be an important influence on the world.

He sat in his coffin and rested his head in his hands. Everyone had been piling on questions and demands for ages. It was doing his head in. The only peace of mind he had was when Erin was around; even then he was constantly fighting the urge to bite her. There was a quiet knock at the door. Speak of the devil.

"Come in." Vlad said in a plain voice. Erin entered the room in her usual attire but her hair had grown slightly longer.

"Are you okay? I heard a commotion?" she walked in and stood next to his coffin.

"It's never going to get easier is it?" he sighed heavily. He was so tired because he had been worked so hard.

"It will." Erin stroked his hair affectionately. "Maybe you need a break from all this. Have an extended holiday. One for quite a long time." she suggested cheerfully. Vlad looked up to her and smiled. She always tried to cheer him up.

"A holiday? I've never really had one. Where?" he was really interested then. Maybe it would clear his mind.

"Maybe, um, what about Stokely?" she suggested randomly and realising that it wasn't such a good one.

"Stokely? What about... The Branaghs." he was still upset and really wanted to see Robin but knew he couldn't.

"Now you've made a treaty, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Robin doesn't have to remember." She pointed out. "And it could just be us. So you could have a vacation from manic families such as yours. You could even still go to the school there to keep up continuity." she was coming up with all sorts of ideas; most of which she had no idea where they were coming from.

"Erin. That actually sounds good. I'll tell dad." he clambered out of his coffin with excitement. He would see everything again. His home. He never really considered Garside or Transylvania to be home but Stokely felt like home. Erin could feel his emotions running high, so skipped out of the room after him. It would mean a break before things got serious.

They walked through the dark, dingy corridor holding hands and Vlad pulling her along toward the Throne room. As they approached the vampires residing there immediately tensed up. They were still not sure of Erin and could feel Vlad's merriness bursting out and making them feel sick. As they came into the room the Count straightened up.

"Dad, Erin just had a brilliant idea. We thought I could have a vacation." Vlad was happier than any of them had seen in a while.

"A vacation. The chosen one doesn't have vacations." the count hissed, mostly aimed at Erin who cringed.

"I do. It will give me time to clear my mind and think things over, ready for being Grand high vampire." he explained. He knew they'd react like this.

"Why does she have to go with you?" Bertrand said with a scowl.

"Because I can't trust you lot with her!" Vlad insisted, making thunder roll in the clouds above.

"Where exactly?" Ingrid had a sneaky suspicion.

"Stokely..." Vlad said near silently. Her thoughts were confirmed.

"Vladimir The past is the past. Leave it be." the Count said. He was only a bit concerned for his son, but concerned all the same.

"It's not for my happiness. I want to go there. To show Erin." Erin's heart skipped a beat as he said that. She had always wanted to know more about Vlad's past.

"Get me something please!" Wolfie came into the room; dragging his teddy with him and pulling on Erin's shirt sleeve.

"Of course." Erin giggled and ruffled Wolfie's hair much to his annoyance.

"Fine. Go." The Count moaned and crossed his arms.

"Alright. We'll start packing." Vlad nodded and started to walk away.

"Renfield! Come here!" The count's voice reverberated around the school and Renfield came shuffling, huffing as he went.

"Yes, yes master?" he asked the Count as a lower being. His face appeared more sweaty and he had started to develop the boils that he had lost after the incident in Stokely.

"Help these two pack. Pack all the soy blood." he said reluctantly.

"Thanks dad." Vlad smiled at his father but received a harsh glare."Thanks Renfield." he smiled at him instead, who gave him an awkward smile and then vanished out of sight.

They went into their rooms and packed everything into suitcases. Both were buzzing with anticipation. Renfield struggled to carry the bottles of veggie blood up the stairs away from the blood cellar but he was used to the abuse. Vlad zoomed into Erin's room making her jump out of her skin.

"Oh, you scared me Vlad." she said clutching her chest and laughing.

"Well, I'm supposed to do that now aren't I." he gave an evil looking grin, teasing her and then picked up her suitcase.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah. Can't wait." she squeaked in excitement.

"Let's go then." he grabbed her around her waist and flashed to the throne room with her bag with her giving a shocked chuckle.

"Goodbye then."the count said, hiding his true emotions.

"Bye dad." Vlad knew that his father couldn't and wouldn't show his true emotions.

"You won't forget your promise?" Ingrid said warningly.

"No, Ingrid." he laughed. His sister accepted him. That is all he wanted.

"Bye." Bertrand said bluntly. Vlad was still worried.

"Sorry." he apologised much to Bertrand's surprise.

"Renfield! Where are you, you infected pustule?" the Count shouted. At his word, Renfield came into the room, tugging along a rucksack full of bottles.

"There you are. You'll have to drive these two to Stokely." he ordered.

"Yes master." he tried to pick up the bag again but was intercepted.

"Don't worry, I'll carry it." Vlad picked up the bag, carrying his bag and the bottle bag. "Can you carry Erin's bag?" he asked.

Yes, master Vlad.' Renfield was amazed. He was never usually treated this way. At 7.00pm, they walked out into the courtyard and clambered into the hearse, with the audience of three standing to say goodbye.

"Please look after Ryan for me!" Erin shouted out the window at Ingrid.

"No more than I usually do!" Ingrid yelled back. Erin didn't trust her but she had to one day.

"Bye Bye Vlad and Erin!" Wolfie yelled with a big wave which nearly made him topple off the chair he was standing upon.

"Bye Wolfie!" Vlad laughed at his half-brother. "We'll miss you!"

"Bye." they waved goodbye to the vampires and headed out into the night toward Stokely; a land of truce.

Yay Stokely! I just had to put that place back in because i missed it!