I just wanted to make clear, that I do not own one Character in this story. Dracula. All the others are made up only by my own knowledge...

It was the year of 1999. That was a special year for Stella Rymel, for she had just made her debute on stage as a professional pianist. She enjoyed the arts, and therefore made her career based upon the beautiful sounds, and the beautiful eye catching material. Who ever knew that doing something like this, could become so big in someone's life.

Stella entered the stage, the scorching heat from the overhead lights, splaying quite uncomfortably onto her face and bare shoulders. Her dress was red, and glistened perfectly under those bright lights, and the crowd stood to greet her with an applause...and she hadnt even started yet.

It was her last piece of the season. It was her debute, and then she would go on, resting til the next year came along for her next solo album. It had taken her many years to get this far; all the rocks on the road led to a smooth path of gold and silver, and it was all because of one man. But now...it was her turn to shine.