Hello! This is my first time writing a fanfic, so be good to me. If there's any mistake in my writing don't hesitate to point it out. Anyway here it is.
Dracula watched helplessly as they took his wife for the witch trial. He heard them accusing his beloved of witchcraft. His wife, Lisa Tepes, was by no means a witch. She was wrongly accused of witchcraft because of their superstitions. It was the end for her. She couldn't even defend herself as they have already condemned her to death without listening to her own side of story.
Dawn came and everything was prepared for her execution. Everyone was gathered there to watch the ¨witch¨ die. They tied her up and without second thoughts lit up a fire. He could do nothing, but watch his beloved getting burnt at stake. Instantly, he was filled with regret because he could do nothing to prevent her untimely death. He felt pain and sorrow as he watched his Lisa dying and writhing in agony as the fire started crawling up her body slowly and painfully. He felt anger towards the people who were shouting in joy for her to die. He felt hate and betrayal towards the people who were healed by his wife and are now turning their back on her.
Time passed slowly for him. The crowd slowly dispersed. His wife died and only ashes remained to remind him that she was there. He screamed out in agony. He remembered the first time they met and when she gave him that breathtaking smile of hers. She was kind and compassionate. She saw through his cold exterior and loved him regardless of what he was. Now, there was nothing left of her. His heart grew cold once more.
He once promised her not to hurt anyone. Now, he has to go back on his word because he will not let this be. He will make them suffer the same way they did to her and even worse. The entire world shall know terror. He will avenge his wife's death and nobody will stop him. Anyone foolish enough to get in his way will die. Revenge will be his.
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