A Kraken's Wish

Chapter 1 - Promises and Deals

Just another boring day in the famous Hotel Transylvania, especially for the giant squid that lived in the dank caverns beneath the huge castle. Given her size, she was never really capable of going many places, let alone inside the hotel. The one place she could go was into the underground channel that led out to the ocean, but she was too scared to visit her old stomping grounds.

Yes, before she came to live under the hotel, she was living out in the big ocean alone, but she fled with the rest of the monsters when humans started hunting them down all those centuries ago. And sure, humans and monsters have made peace with each other, but the female squid had grown too comfortable with the hotel to leave.

"Lucy, Lucy! Guess what?!"

And speaking of comfortable…

Lucille smiled when one of the hotel's witch maids comes running down the old stairs into the caverns, the dim light of the bioluminescent algae in the water being the only light source. Lucille was very large, as per usual for a giant squid, with skin as dark as charcoal and a slender form.

"Hi, Agnes," Lucille greeted nonchalantly, as she brought to tentacles up to the shore to rest her head on.

Agnes was one of the very few maids that cleaned Lucille's pool and brought her food, easily becoming the shy squid's closest friend since she was one of the chattiest witches on the hotel staff. Lucille enjoyed the silence sometimes, but she couldn't deny that she admired the company, too.

"Oh, it's so romantic! Dracula finally proposed to Ericka!"

"Aww, that is really sweet. I hope their wedding is going to be wonderful."

"Of course it is, and you're invited."

Lucille's eyes widened in surprise, "W-What? Oh, no, I couldn't possibly attend. I wouldn't fit in the hotel."

"But it's not in the hotel. They're havin' the wedding on the cruise ship where they fell in love. And I know there's a tunnel somewhere down here that leads right out ta the ocean, so don't try ta hide it from me."

Lucille whimpered and partially submerged her head into the water, as her face scrunched up into an expression of fear.

"Look, Lucille, I know you've been cooped up in here, and that's the problem. Ya missed your chance ta get out once when Dracula and his family went out on the first cruise, but I'm not gonna let you pass up another one," Agnes explained firmly.

"You didn't go either," Lucille softly argued.

"Some of us had ta stay behind ta watch over the hotel, but I'm gonna go this time."

"I don't know, Agnes…I haven't been around a lot of other people in centuries. I don't even remember how to socialize."

"Look, you're not gonna be happy if ya spend your whole life all alone in the darkness."

"But I like the darkness. It's quiet and comforting, and it doesn't judge you."

"Then go out and find new dark places ta like."

Lucille sighed in defeat, "You're sure this won't end horribly at my own expense?"

Agnes' face brightened, "Cross my heart."

"Ok, I guess I'll go—when are we leaving?"

"We're catching a plane to the Bermuda Triangle in the morning. The ship leaves tomorrow night, so don't be late."


Kraken had risen out of bed early one morning, hoping to find something interesting to do while heading to the city of Atlantis. He found it odd that Abraham Van Helsing's cruise ship docked near the bright and colorful city, so he swam up to it to see if he could find out why the ship was back.

"Hello? Anyone onboard?" Kraken called out while peeking over the deck, but found that it was empty, aside from the occasional fish-man servant.

"If you're looking for the captain or her great-grandfather, they are currently unavailable," one of the servants informed.

"Figures. Mind tellin' me why you're here, though?"

"Abraham has come back to Atlantis to set up wedding plans for Ericka and Dracula."

"Ericka and Drac?"

"Yes. Dracula has recently proposed, and she said yes. They wanted to have their wedding on the very cruise that sparked their love, and the ceremony will be held here at Atlantis."

Kraken hummed and rubbed a tentacle against his chin in deep thought, smirking when he came up with an idea that would cure his boredom, "In that case, I'd better tag along. I mean, who better ta help with the entertainment than a classy singer such as myself?"

"Very well, Sir. I'll inform Abraham of your will to help."

"There's no need!" a old and haggish voice spoke up, and Kraken and the servant turned to find Abraham boarding the boat with a smile, "I appreciate your attentiveness to make my great-granddaughter's wedding even more special."

"Hey, it's the least I could do after ruining that party and nearly destroying Atlantis—again," Kraken admitted while rubbing the back of his head nervously.

"You only did that because I forced you to, so I'm the one who should be sorry," Abraham protested firmly.

"I guess we can both be sorry, eh, old man?"

"Hey! I may be over a decade old, but I look good for my age."

Kraken chuckled, "I'll say. Most people would kill ta live as long as you have."

"And most people would've killed ta have your kind hanging on their wall like a trophy back in the day, and I was no exception."

"Touché."

"Look, all I'm saying is that you may be a dangerous creature, but only when provoked or forced against your will—which is why I've pieced the instrument of destruction back together, and hidden it so that it won't fall into the wrong hands again."

"You're not gonna try and control me again, are you?" Kraken asked with a suspicious glare.

"No, no! Of course not! I've already learned the heard way that a human can't defeat a monster, let alone a thousand foot-tall squid," Abraham quickly pointed out, raising his hands in defense.

"That's right."

"Don't get cocky. Humans still have the ability to make harpoons large and lethal enough to take you out, so be careful."

"C'mon, old man, it's the twenty-first century! No one's gonna kill me."

"That's what they want you to think."

"What're the odds of someone with a bunch of harpoons followin' us on this cruise, anyway?"

"Very little, but not impossible."

"Alright, whatever. I'll be careful, old man."

Abraham grumbled in annoyance at the obvious carelessness in Kraken's voice, "Look, Squid Boy, I'm just trying to help your kind prosper in the hopes of making it up to you for trying to kill you."

"And I respect that, but I can take care of myself," Kraken protested with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh, really, Mr. Last-of-Your-Species?"

Kraken could only give Abraham a deadpanned look, "That's not funny."

"But still true."

"Alright, old man, how about this? I'm not entirely certain I'm the last giant squid on Earth, so I'm gonna look for the right partner and prove you wrong."

"And how are you going to do that?"

"Well, I'm not gonna succeed by just stayin' here, am I? This gives me another valid reason to accompany you on the cruise. I'll look around for other giant squids whenever we stop, and you can rub it in my face if I don't."

Abraham's mouth turned upward into a wicked grin, "You've got yourself a deal, Squidy."

Kraken gladly returned the smirk, "May the best man win, old man."


Yes, I know they call him "the Kraken" in the movie, but I thought it'd just be easier and cooler to call him "Kraken." Also, if you check out my DeviantArt account, you can find drawings of Lucille and Kraken together. Just thought I'd point that out because they're cute together:3

Until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!