This is my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy. It's just something that came to mind one day. Its very short.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They are of Heather Brewer's creation.

A Friendship, Broken.

Vladimir sneered and laughed coldly as Henry dropped to his knees, pain in his chest. "You've defied me for the last time, drudge."
"But Vla- " smack. Vladimir slapped him across the face. "How dare you refer to me in such a disrespectful way. Now try again." Henry let out a shaky breath. He kept forgetting all the changes that happened and all because of him. All of that didn't matter anymore. Now he simply lived to please his master, as punishment for his sins.

It was his fault Vlad had turned into this person and he regretted it everyday of his life. It was too late by the time he relized it, he wasn't there. Not when Nelly died, not when Otis commited suicide, or even when Vlad was rejected by everyone. Vlad was alone and Henry had left him.

"I-I deeply a-apologize Master Pravus." Vladimir smiled, satisfied. "Thank you, Henry." Henry breathed in, it had sounded so much like Vlad before, but he knew that it wasn't possible. Not anymore. No one could save Vlad, not even Henry. "Now," Vladimir said," come here, I'm hungry." Vlad smiled and Henry thought to himself, Vlad looks so normal, just like before.

The drudge hurridly got to his feet, excited, still, that Master Pravus had chosen him to be his personal drudge. He happily let his Master drink from him and always would, thats just how it was now. The former friends would never be the same. 'But at least', Henry thought, 'I still get to be next to my best friend, even after all that I have done'.