So, this is the first fanfiction that I'll be writing, I'm kinda nervous about it. Please leave comments/reviews on is it good or how can I improve it thanks and enjoy!
Hey there guys. As I have said on an A/N in chapter 11, I'll be re-editing chapters 1-5 as I feel that there is so much more to be improved upon, and also quite a lot of grammatical errors to fix. So here is the improved version of chapter 1, hope you like it guys. Don't worry, there isn't any 'major' changes to the plot of the chapter :)
Sometime after the events of Hotel Transylvania 2…
It was a sunny and beautiful day, it just seemed like another ordinary day at the hotel. Slowly opening his eyes, he instantly spotted the nearby clock, it was just nine in the morning. Looking to his side, he saw his wife still fast asleep. An excited yet somehow nervous smile developed on the red-haired man's face as he instantly remembered a special occasion that was supposed to happen.
Johnny quietly got out from the room, as his sleepiness dwindled because of the excited feeling that overwhelmed him. Hastily going to the hotel's cafeteria, he prepared a small breakfast for himself.
After breakfast was done, he quickly got up from where he was seating at and hastily motioned towards the exit, "Hmm, what present should I get…" A thought passed by him, which made him slightly timid and stopped him from walking. He'd just 'roll with it' like he usually does, but at this moment, he just couldn't, as this occasion was too special.
A dark figure soon crept closer to him, to which he didn't notice as he was a bit lost in his thoughts, "Oh, hello there, Jonathan." He easily recognized that voice, which kind of startled him. As it was none other than, Dracula.
"Oh, hey there Drac," he casually said, trying to remove any nervousness he had previously as he slightly flinched upon the surprise. Taking a short glance at the nearby window, the sun was still brightly shining, which made him wonder. Tilting his neck and lightly rubbing it, "The sun's up and bright, shouldn't you still be sleeping?"
The Count simply rolled his eyes as he lightly shook his head, "Yes, but I've been up all day and night preparing the party for you and Mavis' wedding anniversary." Before the human could utter anything else, he quickly got ahead of him, "So, how are Mavis and Denisovich? Still sleeping I presume?"
A tender smile formed up on Johnny's face. "Yeah, they're still wide asleep," Dracula just nodded at him and tiredly smiled, he was just about to leave but Johnny immediately stopped him, "Hey, uh, since I'm awake. Anything I can do to help you with the preparations?"
Lifting his chin in a proudly manner, Dracula hurriedly extended and placed his palm in front of Johnny, "No, no, no. This is you and Mavis' special day, you two should just relax and enjoy yourselves," Taking his palm away and slightly raising an eyebrow, "I can manage here."
"Uh, okay then." Johnny blankly responded as he began to walk away, pretending that he didn't see those visible eye bags that Dracula had.
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Later that day...
Mavis woke up from her blissful slumber, albeit a bit too early for a vampire. Nevertheless, a merry look along with an excited smile formed up on her face as she already knew what special occasion she and Johnny will be celebrating. It didn't take long for her to notice that Johnny wasn't beside her, "Hmm, maybe he's out looking for a present…" Sitting up, she rolled her eyes as for her, being with Johnny was more than enough as a present. She softly combed up her lightly ruffled hair as she prepared to leave the room.
As she left the room, a thought crossed her mind, making her already lively smile even more cheerful. The vampiress hastily zoomed out of the area, causing all of the shrunken heads that was firmly hanging on the doors of the other rooms to yell, "Do not disturb!"
Swiftly reaching her destination, which only took about a few seconds, she gently placed her hand at the door knob of the room. Taking a peek at the room, a delighted smile appeared on her face as she glanced at the boy that was peacefully sleeping. She approached the boy and softly laid a hand on his forehead, gently caressing it, "Time to wake up, honey."
The boy made a few sudden movements as he steadily opened his eyes, making a slight groan as his sleep has been disturbed. But nonetheless, he felt a warm feeling deep inside once he saw who it was. Smiling, he slightly lifted his head, "Hi, mommy."
"Come on sweetie, let's go down to the lobby."
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Both Mavis and her son, Dennis, walked out of the room and immediately headed for the lobby. But as they were on their way, they encountered Johnny. He was just randomly wandering around the area, like he usually does when he can't seem to find anything else interesting to do. They all spotted each other almost instantly.
Almost immediately after he spotted them, Johnny began sprinting towards them in an overly zealous manner, quickly embracing Mavis in a hug once he reached them, "Happy anniversary Mavis!"
Mavis hugged back, "Thanks, Johnny." Breaking their hug, she gave him a short yet gratifying kiss on the cheek, which in turn made his cheeks turn bright red as he blushed. Dennis simply giggled at his parents' moment.
"So, I assume Dad is preparing a big party for our anniversary?" inquired Mavis while the trio was walking down the stairs towards the lobby.
That made Johnny chuckle as he remembered Dracula's worn-out look when they spoke at the cafeteria. Covering his mouth, in order to stop his short yet lively chuckles, he slightly shook his head, "Yup. He spent all night and day preparing the party, he looks real tired though, almost looking like a zombie." As he pretended to be one of those zombies that belonged to the hotel's staff, to further illustrate what he said, which earned him round of cheerful giggles from both his wife and son.
When they've finally reached the lobby, they were met with a lot of hotel guest, monsters and human alike. As those guest minded their own business, someone came speeding through the crowd and unto the trio, "Hello there my little Mavy-Wavy and Denisovich."
"Hi dad!" Mavis happily greeted as she slightly motioned closer towards him, "Wow, you look real tired. I think you should get some rest." she spoke in a caring manner, looking straight at her father who seemed to be drained of energy.
Rolling his eyes, "I assure you, I'm fine." replied Dracula.
As the two vampires talked, Dennis, who was at Mavis' side grabbed his father's hand and pulled them slightly away. Johnny, while a bit surprised, just went on and followed his son.
Once they had a bit of distance from Mavis and Dracula, Dennis excitedly looked at Johnny. "Hey dad, could we go out?" he asked with a wide grin.
A puzzled look formed up on Johnny's face as he steadily glanced at his son. "Uh, yeah, sure. But why?"
"I just wanna explore the forest with you dad." Dennis answered, putting on a seemingly innocent face.
Johnny, although still a bit confused, just gave a smile. "Ok, but let's ask mom first alright?" As he pointed towards Mavis, he then motioned towards Mavis with his son following closely behind.
As Dracula left and went on to further supervise the preparations, Mavis stood there for awhile, slightly concerned over her father's weary demeanor. She soon felt a warm touch over her shoulder, instantly removing her worriedness. "Hey Mavy, can me and Dennis go out?" Seeing as that managed to put a confused look over her face, Johnny tried to explain, as he thought that she might disapprove. "He wanted to see the forest with me."
Contrary to what he thought, Mavis simply gave him a smile along with a short nod. "Yeah, sure. You two have your fun."
"Awesome" Both Johnny and Dennis looked and smiled at each other upon hearing that, with a visibly thrilled expression on their faces. With that, they began to walk towards the hotel's exit.
"But be careful…" she lightly said, stressing out the last word and making sure that Johnny firmly heard it.
Giving out a cheeky huff, he looked back and gave a short wink to his wife. "Oh come on, there isn't even any danger around here." he assured her as he gave a playful smile. He was so sure that there isn't any danger whatsoever in the forest, after all, it is within Hotel Transylvania. Mavis simply replied by rolling her eyes and giving a joyful smile.
With that, both Johnny and his son hastily left. Dennis excitedly leading the way while his father closely followed behind.
A short gust of wind blew past the vampiress as she steadily glanced at her husband and son as they left. In a split second, her father, Dracula, was beside her. "Are you sure that's okay? Johnny can be erm… clumsy… sometimes."
Deep down, Mavis felt something, like something wrong is bound to happen. As if 'mother's intuition' instantly struck her. Her husband could really be a bit clumsy sometimes, but that can't seem to be a reason for them to get into any sort of danger. She simply shrugged the feeling off, thinking that her father's words just triggered the feeling. "Oh, I'm sure they'll be fine. Let them have some father-son bonding."
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Meanwhile somewhere in the forest of the hotel…
"Dad, this is so fun!" Dennis happily exclaimed as he flew across the boundless forest surrounding Hotel Transylvania.
"Yeah, but just be careful Dennis!" Johnny cautioned his son as he walked across the thick forest. Walking around the forest doesn't seem to bother him much, as he had almost every pattern of the forest memorized since he had been living in that hotel for quite some time now.
The sun was up and bright, so the forest was a very beautiful sight, especially for Dennis as he could turn into a bat and view the area from above. And because of him being a half-human, the sun didn't affect him one bit. He freely zigzagged across countless trees before soaring up into the air, staring right at the bright sun.
After about two hours of seemingly endless flight, Dennis, using his enhanced senses, quickly tracked his father and flew straight at him. Johnny, feeling slightly tired from walking across the forest, decided to talk a short rest, lying his back at a tree while glancing at the skies.
"Hey dad," Flying and transforming back to his human form, Dennis seemed to have caught his father rather unprepared. Johnny simply flinched from the surprise.
"Yeah?"
Motioning closer to his father, an excited grin formed up on his face. "What present are you going to give mom for your anniversary?"
Johnny shrugged as he lightly rubbed his neck, "I don't know yet…" He slouched as his thoughts drifted away, a hint of nervousness was trailing from his face as he hadn't yet got a 'perfect' present for his wife on their special occasion.
A moment of silence shrouded the two as a steady breeze of wind blew past them. Any form of loud or distracting noise was almost nonexistent on the area for Johnny, his son however, had a different thought. A constant rustle of leaves along with a steady pace of leather boots continuously hitting the ground whizzed through his ear, it kept getting louder and louder as it seemed to creep closer upon them.
Dennis lightly gasped at what he was hearing, but before he could do anything, a gunshot was heard. With his advanced vampiric reflexes, Dennis was able to easily evade an incoming bullet. Johnny on the other hand couldn't help but gasp at what he heard, hearing that sound along with seeing his son instantly zooming towards the other side of the area instantly struck fear upon him.
Out in the cover of the trees emerged black clad men, wearing full body armor and brandishing heavy weaponry such as assault rifles and machine guns. As they fully revealed themselves into the open, another man came to the scene, he had no weapons and he wore nothing but a plain black hoodie. He walked pass the other soldiers. The soldiers stood straight before the hooded man, showing respect as he passed by them.
Dennis, feeling overconfident, immediately turned into his bat form and lunged at them, with a clearly visible smirk on his face. The man with hood simply sneered as he raised a hand and pointed it straight at Dennis. In a split second, Dennis was violently thrown back, hitting a nearby tree as he was hit by some sort of shockwave that came from the black hooded man's hand. The young vampire just shook his head in confusion as he certainly didn't see that coming. One of soldiers then proceeded to aim a special type of rifle at Dennis, shooting a dart that firmly impacted him in the neck.
Quickly plucking it off, Dennis tried to get back on his feet in order to continue the fight. But all of the sudden, he felt weak and dazed as he wearily tried to pick himself up. He tried to sprint towards them, but nothing happened, tried using his telekinetic abilities, but it also went to no avail. It's as if his powers were instantly suppressed.
Gasping, he had to do something, he couldn't just stand there and watch some awful thing happen to his son. But what can he do? He was just an ordinary human. Before he knew it, a soldier quickly motioned towards him and slammed the stock of the rifle right at his face. He bitterly fell to the ground as his vision started to blur, while the other soldiers just walked past him.
"Capture that vampire," the black hooded man harshly commanded as he curiously looked at Dennis. He then averted his attention at Johnny, "And kill that other one." Rolling his eyes as he once again positioned his view directly at Dennis.
Acknowledging his commandments with a simple nod, two soldiers went up to Johnny, with an assault rifle firmly resting on their hands.
As his vision further blurred, the only thing he was able to see now was his son, he felt useless as he couldn't even save his own son from those that were attacking them. He heard a couple of footsteps as two soldiers circled him, aiming down their rifles and trying to find a best spot to finish him. Although his vision was quite blurry, it didn't take him long to spot another pair of soldiers near Dennis, both of which were firmly holding a net, prepared to capture his son. His fist tightly clenched as he felt a faint jolt of raw energy tickle his very spine.
"Alright, let's get this over with…" One soldier said as he closely aimed his rifle right at Johnny's head, while his other comrade took a few steps back and seemed to be anticipating this oncoming 'execution'.
In an instant, his blurred vision became crystal clear. Seeing his son like that, weakened, about to be captured and most likely will be hurt or tortured simply filled his very being with pure rage. He hasn't felt like that before, he was usually a relaxed person and simply wouldn't take things too seriously, but now, it's as if something within him instantly changed.
As the soldier's finger neared the trigger, Johnny's apparent fate seemed to be all but inevitable.
Acting on pure instinct, he quickly whisked his arm towards the soldier and grabbed the barrel of the rifle that was directly aimed at his head, just a few inches apart, he then threw it away with all of his strength towards the far side of the area like it was nothing. He was too fast, the soldier didn't even get the chance to pull the trigger before he was disarmed.
Wasting no time, Johnny got up and, using all of his strength, punched the soldier right at the stomach. To his surprise, that one little punch sent the helpless soldier flying away like a bullet and hitting several trees and bushes in a seemingly straight trajectory. The soldier couldn't help but let out a short scream, of which instantly ended once he impacted a tree with overwhelming force. Eyes widening, Johnny took a second to look at his hands. Bulging veins along with that same tingling, energetic sensation blanketed his hands.
But this was no time for astonishment or the like, the other soldier immediately took a stance and aimed his weapon right at Johnny, with fingers wrapping around the trigger. Johnny just blankly stared at the soldier along with the weapon that was directly aimed at his head, he couldn't possibly evade a bullet from such a short distance. He simply started to close his eyes as he steadily waited for his seemingly inevitable demise.
As the sound of the loud and eerie burst of shots came whizzing throughout the area, he had unconsciously raised his hands and placed it in front of his face, by doing so, he heard a short noise of what seems to be a strong gust of wind that directly blew away from his palm. One second passed, he felt nothing, no pain. "Is this what death feels like?" he questioned in his thoughts. He flicked an eye open only to be shocked and puzzled from what he saw next.
The soldier, the very same one who fired those shots at Johnny, now had three distinct holes at his body, as if some sort of force threw the bullets back right at the shooter.
Johnny loudly gasped as he directly glanced at the soldier, who instantly fell to the ground once the bullets impacted him. But he then realized that there were still more of them, some of which were trying to get a hold of his son. Instantly looking back, what he saw further bewildered him. All of those soldiers and especially that black hooded man were all gone.
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Back at the hotel.
"Hmm…" the vampiress huffed as she continuously paced around the room, walking on the walls and even on the ceiling as she could always think better when she's at a higher ground. A sudden knock on the door broke her from her thoughts.
"Hello, are you there my little Mavy-Wavy?" asked a familiar voice.
Quickly jumping from the ceiling, the vampiress swiftly landed on the floor, she then zoomed towards the door and opened it. "Hey dad, what's up?"
The Count's eyes drifted and looked around the room as he raised an eyebrow. "Oh, nothing, just wanted to check on you. You have been here for an hour now, what have you been doing?"
"Erm… nothing dad. Just thinking about some things…" Mavis weakly replied, trying to conceal her true thoughts with a simple and straight look.
Dracula gave a small smirk as he sort of guessed what was on his daughter's mind. "You are thinking on what present you can give Johnny, aren't you?"
Mavis lightly blushed as she pushed back a lock of hair onto her ear. "Yeah… I want this night to be special for him."
"Ah, Mavis, you always worry like this everytime you and Johnny celebrate your anniversary." Dracula warmly stated with a tender smile on his face, "It just shows how much you really care for him."
Mavis happily smiled at her father's words, but before she could respond, Dracula laid a hand on her shoulder. "I don't think Johnny wants any 'material' gift from you, just spend your time with him and that should be the perfect present for him."
With that, he took a step back as prepared to leave, "Well, I must be going now, still got a lot of work to do."
The vampiress huffed as she closed the door, to her, a gift was necessary as she spends her time with Johnny mostly everytime, so she has to have something special to give. She sat herself on the side of the bed as she pondered for a few seconds. "Dad's sort of got a point, Johnny isn't the kind of guy who likes any material gift or present…" she thought as she huffed, with a bit of uncertainty remaining.
An idea suddenly popped off her head as a playful smiled formed up on her face.
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Silence. Nothing but pure stillness descended upon the area. After the strange people that attacked them had made their abrupt escape, both Johnny and his son remained silent. Both of them were equally shocked, not only because of the sudden onslaught that they've just endured, but as to how Johnny managed to repel most of the attackers.
His eyes were wide open, seemingly staring at nothing, his mind filled with utter wonder on how he had the strength to cause that much damage to the guy he punched and as to how the bullets that were about to hit him were somehow magically repelled.
"Dad!" his son screamed out, relieving Johnny from his trance and making him take a quick, deep breath. Quickly coming up to him, Dennis gently placed a hand on his father's arm, which made him twitch in a spooked demeanor. "Are you okay? What happened back there? What did you do?!"
Although initially surprised by the bombardment of questions coming from his son, he quickly found the strength to face his son. But even he himself was still ambivalent on how he was able to do those things, which seemed rather impossible to achieve by any other human. "I… I don't know…" he weakly replied as he rubbed his neck and sighed, trying to avoid eye-contact.
A few seconds of silence passed between the two. The fact that his son was okay made Johnny feel somewhat relieved, even though he still didn't have an idea on who attacked them or why.
Lightly pulling his father's hand, in order to gain his full attention, "We gotta go back to the hotel and tell mom and Papa Drac what just happened!"
At that point, Johnny's relieved demeanor immediately switched to a fearful one. The thought of having to tell them of what has happened to them and also the strange abilities that he had demonstrated along with their reactions combined simply made him look pale as fear took over his very being. "No! No… - We… we can't tell them!" Furiously shaking his head in panic and disagreement.
"Why?"
"We'll tell them, but just not today…" Johnny tried to weakly explain as his face fell. Even he himself didn't yet know on how he'll reveal it to them, further making him timid.
"But when will we tell them dad?" Dennis was puzzled on what were his father's reasons for not wanting to tell everyone about the events that took place, but he hastily assumed that it was just because of fear and that he'll quickly muster up the strength to reveal what has happened.
"I... don't know yet. We will tell them, but just... not today" The very tone of Johnny's voice kept lowering as he finished what he was saying.
"Okay…" Dennis conceded as he shrugged, with uncertainty still lingering within him. "But dad, your face…" Dennis indicated as he pointed at Johnny's face. "It's bleeding. How are we gonna explain that to mom?" asked Dennis.
As soon as his son pointed that out, Johnny fully felt the stinging pain of that wound that he got earlier, when that soldier battered his face with the stock of a rifle. His face twitched from the aching sensation emanating from that wound, but to his sudden surprise, the pain disappeared almost as soon as he felt it. The clearly visible wound that stuck up from his face began to heal at a rapidly instantaneous pace, it's as if it was patching itself up. His son couldn't help but squint in disbelief from what his father was demonstrating, his wound was fully healed up in a matter of seconds. "Dad! Your wound… suddenly… healed!"
Eyes slightly widening at his son's words, he gently laid a palm at that area, wincing as he expected some sort of pain upon touching it. But once again to his surprise, there was no pain, he didn't even felt any kind of wound anymore, further shocking him. "Whoa, what the heck is going on?!" Johnny thought to himself. But they had more pressing matters, he simply shrugged as he steadied his stance, "Let's get back to the hotel."
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About 15 minutes later, Johnny and Dennis are back at the hotel.
As they entered the premises, going slowly through the revolving door, their faces, especially Johnny's, were filled with utter nervousness and fear. Once they fully entered, they were surprised by a certain vampiress instantly zooming in and appearing in front of them.
"Hey guys, what took you so long?" Mavis joyously greeted them with a gleeful smile, but despite the attempt of Johnny and Dennis to put on a cheerful expression, their seemingly exhausted appearance along with their looks suggested that something awful seemed to have happened.
Both Johnny and his son stared at each other, trying to somehow figure out what to say. Miscommunication seemed to have struck between the two and Dennis quickly turned to his mother in order to speak, but Johnny quickly cut him off. "Uh… I guess… we… got carried away from… all the fun we were having…" Putting on a sheepish smile while rubbing his neck, he hoped that his wife would easily believe him.
Mavis' smile slowly faded as she immediately sensed something wrong, Johnny's very demeanor suggested that he was indeed hiding something. Her brows furrowed as she prepared to further inquire, but as she almost spoke, a second thought hit her. She didn't want to risk the chance of the day getting ruined just because of a suspicion, they could always talk about it at a later time as she didn't think that the situation could be so dire. "Okay. You two seemed to have a tiring day, why don't you two just relax yourselves as the party will start soon."
Both Johnny and Dennis nodded in agreement. Taking a short yet confused look at each other, they parted ways, with Dennis going to his room while Johnny went on to the cafeteria. Mavis still had that thought that something bad had happened, but she tried to shrug the thought off her mind, thinking that her overprotective nature was just kicking in.
"Hey watch where you're goin-" The Count nearly shouted in an irritated demeanor as someone slammed into him while he was busy tending to hotel duties. But his agitated expression mildly disappeared as he realized that Johnny was the one that bumped into him.
"Oh, hi there Johnny, how was your time with Dennisovich?" he inquired rather hastily, breaking Johnny from his trance, as he was still heavily thinking about what has happened.
Quickly trying to act like his normal self, he tried to eliminate any sort of nervousness and fear that was still lingering within him. "Uh… yeah, it was good. We… we had fun, I… was just going to the cafeteria to get a drink." he weakly replied, avoiding eye-contact in hopes to further conceal his rather shaky disposition.
Dracula raised an eyebrow as he steadily looked at him. "Johnny, what's wrong? You look real beat."
Waving his hand in front of his face, Johnny further attempted to persuade Dracula that nothing out of the ordinary is up. "Nothing… nothing, probably just had a tiring day that's all." Releasing quite a few uneasy chuckles toward the end of his sentence.
"Okay…" Dracula gave up on trying, he already could sense something wrong, but he didn't think it was that bad to devote his full attention to it. He slowly walked away, profusely looking at Johnny with a piercing look, which made him give a nervous smile.
"Phew, that was close." Johnny thought to himself as he let out a huge sigh, sitting himself on a chair on the cafeteria. Once he got a drink, he simply laid it on the table as his mind went on and revisited that incident. "How did I do that?" he once again questioned in his thoughts as he kept repeating memories of what happened on that encounter.
A rather sharp pat on his shoulder once again removed him from his thoughts and made him gasp heavily. "Hey there Johnnystein, better get ready as the party will start soon." A deep voice echoed through his eardrums, which made him easily recognize who it was.
"Uh… y-yeah… s-sure thing, Frank." he spoke rather nervously, his voice tinted with unease.
As soon as Frank left, he was left there again. He tried to regain his concentration, but it went to no avail. Angrily huffing, he went on to grab his drink. As his hand neared the cup, his eyes widened upon utter surprise as the cup began to lightly shake, the tremor of the cup increased as his hand closed in, even slightly tilting towards the direction of his hand. Lightly moving his fingers, he soon noticed that the cup seemed to be following the movement of his fingers, tilting and moving, almost matching the rhythm of his finger's constant movement. Attempting to close his hand, the cup then began to further shake and motion towards his hand at an ever steady pace until it finally reached his palm in a few seconds.
"What the heck?!" he loudly thought to himself. Quickly pulling his hand away, his head moved in closer to examine it. His mind was filled with shock on how something like that could've happened.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the cafeteria, two men wearing blue hoodies idly sat on a chair, staring at Johnny. They watched and clearly saw how he managed to pull that cup towards his hand, along with his expression after. A grin formed up on one of them as he laid his drink rather abruptly on the table. "So, his powers are awakening at last…" his voice was low, yet stern and authoritative with a hint of relief.
"What now?" The other man beside him asked.
"We wait."