Choices


This story is based on one of my older ideas, it's based- this story does differ a bit from it - on an outtake... here it is if you haven't read it, I suggest you read it first otherwise this story may make no sense.

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There is death in this story, for which I apologise deeply, I don't like doing this but it is how the story goes.

A BIG thank you to Depeche Mode, for being my continuous unending musical influence.

I don't own Young Dracula


Prelude: Ashes In A Cage


Vlad struggled relentlessly against Justice Mori's tight grip on him, he couldn't fight him, he was too strong... he was so close, yet so far... he had no choice he had to resort to this...

"Ingrid, help!" Vlad pleaded to his sister only centimetres from him.

Ingrid and Will were tied up, a thick covering over their heads protecting them from the sun, Ingrid looked as enraged as Vlad felt, but she did not move, for fear that the stake pointed at her heart would go in her.

Vlad turned his eyes to his father, stuck in the argentalium cage.

"DAD!" He yelled, turning his glaze to his father. He couldn't believe this was happening; his father was going to die.

The Count looked at his son his eyes full of grief, and then to the sun which was rising. He then laid his eyes on his children.

"I love you," he murmured so they could only just hear him, trying to maintain his dignity right till the end. "Both of you."

Ingrid looked like she had been punched in the face and then snarled at her suppresser who held the stake close to her heart and bared her fangs... the Grand High Vampire was the person holding her, and he ignored her, a stiff grin on his face as he watched the Count.

Will looked at Ingrid worry evident and trying to comfort her without touching her or words.

"NOOOOO!" Both the children cried seeing the sunlight hit their father, the Count screamed silently making thunder boom and dissolved slowly leaving a pile of ash behind.

"DAD!" Vlad yelled disbelievingly tears streaming down his face.

"No!" Ingrid cried; she too looked ready to break down.

"It is done," Vlad heard Mori rumble from behind him still holding him tightly, unwilling to let the young vampire go out of fear of how he would react.

The Grand High Vampire nodded and snapped his fingers so Will and Ingrid were free, Ingrid tripped landing in Will's arms, and broke down hiding her face in Will; Will looked at the Count's remains, a mix of worry and shock on his face.

Mori let Vlad go deciding he was no match for him, and Vlad sprinted straight to the ashes in the cage.

He knelt putting his hand above the ashes through the argentallium bars, unsure whether it would be disrespectful to put his hands in the ashes. "Dad... I love you too, I will never forget you, and I will be a proper Dracula; I promise."

The Grand High Vampire laughed manically. "Silly boy, how could you love someone who treated you so badly?"

"He treated me better than anyone else ever has," Vlad snapped.

The Grand High Vampire raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Really... well we will see how you feel once everyone starts treating you as my prince."

"What?" Ingrid turned her head to him, and then realised his meaning. "You aren't taking my brother!"

"Oh but I am," he stated calmly, smirking at Ingrid who looked ready to attack him. "I didn't come here to be stopped by a mere girl."

"You came here for me," Vlad croaked looking at him with disgust and he took the Grand High Vampire's grin as confirmation, even though he already knew the plot. "You'll never win," Vlad muttered, determined. "I'll avenge Dad, and you will never have me!"

Vlad stood up removing his hands from the cage, and sprinted down the hill, knowing full well the sunlight wouldn't let any vampire follow him, but also from now on he was alone.


Don't say I didn't warn you...

I said this would be sad.

Thank you for reading and remember to review!

C

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