Summary: Annabelle Dragomir is an exotic beauty with her innocence in all regions still intact. She, along with her school's Volleyball team are to take a field trip over the summer to Castle Dracula for a history credit. When they arrive, Annabelle will soon realize that all myths come with an origin of truth. Sometimes they are made to warn you about the things humans should never know about.

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It was nearly midnight in Transylvania, Romania as the bus came to pick us up from the airport. The whole Varsity Volleyball team of Portage High School took their gear and bags and boarded the bus with tired looks in their eyes. I, however, was wide awake. I worked on about five hours a sleep and had gotten it on the plane. We were here, in Transylvania, as a treat from Coach Fox to get our history credit over our summer break back at home so that the upcoming Varsity team wouldn't have as much homework over the season. I had graduated this year and just came from the experience. I was retired captain for four straight years anyway. I think I at least earned that much. Then, I'd be off to IUPUI in Indianapolis to be on the volleyball team off of a scholarship. My best friend, my sister, Britney, since I've lived with her since my parents had died, walked slowly ahead of me and took the window seat. I rolled my eyes as she nodded off to sleep. I took my seat while putting my Spiderman blanket over her shoulders to keep her warm. We were heading somewhere in the Carpathian Mountains and it wasn't that warm there. Actually, we were staying in a place called Castle Dracula. I rolled my eyes. A lot of kids on this bus were scared shitless, but I wasn't. Dracula may have been a real man, but he wasn't a vampire. Vampires didn't exist…at all.

I looked around the bus, everyone besides the coaches were sleeping. I took out my mirror and touched up my eyeliner around my shocking hazel eyes. They were really bright for hazel, almost silver. My skin was tanned, like everyone else, and my hair was a deep brown, almost back. It had a very tiny bit of waves in it that ended at my lower back. My high cheek bones balanced out my cute little nose that had a slight curve upward. It wasn't really noticeable. I had soft, supple lips that have never been kissed while my white teeth shown off by my skin tone. I looked down at the outfit I wore while taking a piece of hair off of it. I wore a pair of ripped jeans from Abercrombie & Fitch. There were holes that showed off my tones thighs and some bleach stains to give it a warn look. My shirt was a white button up shirt from the same store. It had blue pinstripes go down it and my collar was popped. My hair was up in a high ponytail with a ribbon tied in a bow around it. I had a pair of brown slip on shoes and the only thing that wasn't preppy was my black painted nail polish. No one, beside the goths at school, ever wore black nail polish. I beat the standards.

"Annabelle," whispered a voice to my left. The team manager, Nick, looked at me with his little smirk. He was tanned, very fit, and totally hot with his blue eyes and blonde hair. Nick was my long time crush, but I never made a move on him. People said he had a crush on my since the fifth grade when I moved to California after my parents died, but I didn't really know. He was a good friend, no doubt, but he was also a player. Oh, and the only reason he's actually come with us on this trip is because A) he's the team manager since he couldn't play football do to an injury and B) he was Coach Fox's cousin. "Do you know how long it'll be? My ass is asleep."

"Oh sure, let me pulled out my GPS that is conveniently in my purse right now." I went into my purse and brought out my GPS. Yes, I actually had one, just in case. I might get lost in that castle. I heard it was huge.

"I thought you were being sarcastic," chuckled Nick as I typed in 'Castle Dracula'. I waited for a few seconds, and then it said rather loudly. "Destination in 15 minutes." I hid it under my butt as the Coach looked back at us. Nick and I were holding back laughter and she just shook her head at us before talking to Coach Shylon. We started letting little giggles out while trying to keep quiet. It wasn't working because Britney gave that deep breath that meant she was awake and glared at me.

"Why can't you sleep like a normal person?" she asked while wrapping my blanket tightly around her shoulders. She wore just a pair of jeans and a blue polo. She was a retiring senior, like me, and she was allowed to come because I asked the Coach if she could. Fox didn't care since we'd be good role models for the younger students. Although Britney was the exact opposite of me. She partied, had sex, smoked, and did a lot of illegal things. I didn't do anything like that. Hell, I've never had a boyfriend because I felt that high school is much better spent while being single. I was right since it was the best time of my life. I knew a lot of guys liked me and all since they always asked me out, but I always declined unless they wanted to go somewhere just as friends. It was much easier and there was no pressure.

I looked over at Britney and smirked. "We're going to be there in a few minutes anyway sissy," I smiled before looking out the window. It turned to a frown at the scene. There was a heavy fog clinging to the ground and it was almost silent outside. The trees were beautiful looking, but the fog and eerie full moon in the sky made it looking kind of creepy, okay really creepy. It was like something out of a horror story, seriously. Britney looked too and I could sense her fear. I pulled her close. "I'll protect you from the monsters Britney. Remember I can make a girl bleed from the nose with one spike." Britney smiled before straightening up and fixing her dirty blonde hair. Her dark green eyes sparkled with a little bit of fear in them. She was one of those girls that are basically scared of everything. It was how she was and I was always there to tell her it was okay.

"Do you…Do you think there are werewolves out there?" asked Britney while looking at me with a very innocent look.

"Werewolves are myths," I smirked. "It's just to keep kids in bed at night. Well at least on the nights of full moons." She didn't seem convinced so I just shrugged. "I really hope they have electricity at the castle. Otherwise…I don't know what I'd do." The bus suddenly stopped a good fifty feet from a gate that held horse drawn carriages. All of the horses were black and there were men in black sitting where the little commander dude is supposed to sit. I didn't really know what they were called.

"I will not go any farther," said the driver with his heavy Romanian accent. Coach Fox nodded, but probably still annoyed.

"Come on guys," she said while he opened the door. I gathered my carry on things and got up. Nick let me pass before him and then he followed behind, probably staring at my butt. I walked outside into the cool night as the coaches opened the flaps on the side of the bus, giving out the bags to their owner. I took my gym, luggage, and another back pack with me. A man appeared next to me that made me jump. He was pale, tall, and had the greenest of eyes I'd ever seen. He looked around his twenties and he smiled down at me.

"Let me help you miss," he said while taking some of my luggage. In fact, there were other men like him taking the team's luggage for us. All of the dressed in black and had top hats over their hair. This one had blonde hair with brownish highlights.

"Thank you," I smiled as he led me to the first carriage.

"You do not have to thank me. I am just doing what I was taught." His accent was a light one, but it still stood out.

"Well, you're much more gentleman-like than the guys back in America. You're mother must've taught you well…um…what's your name?"

"Vincent Dragulia," he smiled. "And what is yours?"

"Annabelle Dragomir," I said as he opened the first carriage's door. He helped me into it and put my luggage on the back. He was about the close the door, but stopped for a second.

"Are you Romanian?"

I shook my head while shrugging. "I'm not sure actually. My parents never really told me. I know I'm part Italian though, that's it." He nodded before closing the door. I sat back in my seat and sighed. I pulled back the curtains to one of the windows and looked out to see we were actually on a mountain. I tried my best to peer behind the carriage, but the only way possible would be for me to stick my head out the window. No thank you on that because we were crossing a bridge and there was really nothing on the bottom for me to land on if I somehow fell out. The bridge also looked kind of old with it's columns that were made out of a grayish stone. I kind of didn't feel safe on this bridge come to think of it. Why was I alone in this carriage too? I saw some people literally piling into the carriages before we left. Although I kind of like the quiet because I hardly ever got any of it. My life was one busy schedule. Possibly now I could relax and actually enjoy this field trip.

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I paced on my ceiling while my children looked at me with worry. It was their idea to get me a new bride after my three had died at the hand of Gabriel. Lucifer had let me come back to rule the vampire society and now my children, that he created for me, were trying to 'hook me up' as they put it. I shook my head as I jumped down and landed on the ballroom floor with my children backing away a little. I had three. Vincent was transporting the girl that I was supposed to 'fall in love with', Samantha who was a blonde beauty that looked just like Marishka, and then there was Damon who had black hair like me and my ice blue eyes. He was the only one that Lucifer made looked like me. I didn't know why, but he did.

"Why did I agree to this? I mean, a whole entire…high school team coming here? You're lucky my master took a tad bit of my anger away."

"We had to do that to not make it suspicious father," said Samantha in her angelic voice. "She's pure in every way and is perfect for you. I've been watching her for quite some time. She's very kind and caring. Everyone loves her at the high school, and she's a scholar."

"Not to mention that she is really fit. God, that body…" said Damon. I took a candle holder and threw it at his head. He dodged it as I turned into my vampiric self and took him by the throat.

"You will not speak of God in this place and you will never day dream about your future mother like that ever again!" My voice had turned from dreamy, to demonic in seconds. "Do you understand?"

Damon wiggled out of my grasp and nodded with a glare. "I'm sorry father. It was not my place to speak. I will never think or speak like that ever again."

I turned to my human self and smiled. I heard the carriages come to a halt in front of the castle. "Now come on children, we have guests to greet." My mouth twitched in a snarl of the thought of high school students running through my hallways of the castle. This was going to be one hell of a three months.

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My carriage came to a halt and the door opened within seconds. I didn't even feel Vincent get up from the front of the carriage. He took my hand and helped me out before getting my bags. I took my purse and a back pack that held some precious things that were close to my heart and looked at my surrounding. We were definitely on a mountain and the castle in front of me. It was tall and made out of gray stone that had different kinds of carvings on it. There was a huge door that looked like it was made out of oak, very old oak. There were five steps that led up to it and many windows overlooked the rather elegant looking front of the castle. Even if we were on a mountain, there were trees and flowers, mostly roses, everywhere in sight. A wolf cried in the distance and almost everyone looked everywhere to figure out where it came from. I smiled softly, for some reason that sound was kind of comforting to me. It was like it was trying to find its mate, but was never able to. The howling came closer until I saw a huge red haired dog come out of some bushes. It had silver eyes and it walked with a demanding stance. It looked directly at me and I felt fear wash over me. Some kids gasped. I stood glued to my spot as it came closer and closer. It was soon right in front of me, looking at me it a calculating glare before stepping closer and rubbed its nose on my free hand. I smiled before stroking its fur with care. I didn't really know what kind of dog it was, but it was friendly.

"It seems Dimitri likes you," said Vincent as the dog sat down near my feet. The castle doors opened and a blonde girl, around twenty, came out with a smile on her face. She was followed by a jet black hair dude, same age, looking as if he was going to tear someone's face to shred. I kept a mental note not to piss him off…ever. Then, a man that made my breath catch in my throat came out into view. His had shoulder length, jet black hair was that pinned back a little bit and the coldest of ice blue eyes I'd ever seen. His skin was pale, like everyone else, but his features made him looked like a god. High cheekbones, sharp nose, full lips, he was…handsome. He was only looked around his late twenties, and he was looking good for late twenties. He looked right at me, a smile on his lips before turning to the Coaches.

"Ah, you two must be Miss. Fox and Mrs. Shylon, am I correct?" His voice…it was beautiful. Cold, yet warm at the same time. "I am Vlad Dragulia. I won't give you my full name since I know it'll be hard to remember. I've made the accommodations for you as well as set up a volleyball court in one of my ballrooms."

"Why thank you," said Coach Fox. She was completely dazzled. I rolled my eyes and scratched the top of Dimitri's head. He looked up at me before looking back at Vlad.

"These are my children, Samantha, Damon, and Vincent who is standing next to one of your students," he said with a charming smile.

"That's impossible though," said Nick. "You're like twenty something and they're like…twenty something."

"They're probably adopted Nick," I said completely embarrassed.

"Whatever Annabelle," sighed Nick.

"Actually Miss. Annabelle is right," said Vlad. "They are adopted, but Damon here is my nephew." I looked in his eyes and felt as if he was holding something from us, something every important.

"Would you like us to show you to your rooms? Then we'll give you the tour later after you've settle in." He walked into the castle and we followed. Dimitri walked with me along with Vincent who carried most of my luggage with ease. I looked over a Britney, who had all of her luggage in her hands. She gave me a pissed off look, but then smiled. I held back a laugh as we saw the front of the castle. There was a grand staircase with deep red carpeting going up the stairs. Tapestries of various scenes of war were hung on the walls that were a black marble. I was standing on a dragon kind of insignia that was molded into the black marble floor with what might've been rubies. There were lights that looked like real candles, but were too bright so the must've been fake. There were many doors leading to other places unknown. Vlad started up the stairs with Samantha and Damon on either side of them. We followed them while everyone whispered to each other about this place being right out of a movie or something. I shook my head with a small grin as Vlad led everyone to the right. I was about to go when Vincent stopped me.

"You're room is this way Annabelle," he smiled before turning the other way. I looked over at Britney who was looking at me with as if I was insane. I shrugged before following Vincent down the other hallway. There were portraits of more war things and others of just forests. The walls were the same as downstairs, only there was that same insignia carved in now sapphires every few feet.

"You can call me Anna. Annabelle is too formal for me," I said while catching up to him.

"Young Nick called your Annabelle though."

"That because Nick is weird like that. It used to annoy me, but now it just…doesn't affect me. But I do like being called Anna. It's much more modern." He raised his eyebrow at me before stopping at a doorway that had a rose etched in emeralds on it. It was nearly at the end of the hall and there was another door at the actual end that was not ten feet from me.

"That's my father's study Anna," he said. "This is also the only free room other than the ones your friends occupy. I'm sorry it'll be a little bit of a walk."

"It's fine Vincent," I smiled before he opened the door. He stood there, waiting for me to go in before him; even the dog was doing it. I walked slowly into the room, my eyes widening at the sight. There was a huge circular bed within the middle of it that was covered in ruby red silk sheets. There was a black canopy thing that draped over it so that if I was in there, a person would have a hard time making me out. There was a balcony behind it as well as a fireplace. A huge book shelf was near it along with a rather comfortable looking chair. There was a closet over on one side of room along with another door I guess was the bathroom. A vanity table was off to the corner along with a desk. The floor was the same black marble, only there was a deep red carpet under the bed. The room was huge, that was for sure. There was even a dog bed in there.

"Check the closet and bathroom Anna," said Vincent set down my luggage. I walked over to the bathroom, finding that it was also huge. There was shower along with a separate bath tub made of a blue kind of stone. The counters were made of the same stone while the floor was the same black marble. It was beautiful.

"Vincent," I said while walking out of the bathroom. He had just come out of my closet while getting my other bags to put in there. He looked up at me with confusion. "I don't deserve this room. I don't feel right having it. It's too…elegant for me. I'd feel guilty since I know the team didn't get as nice of a room as this."

Vincent smiled. "Please take it Anna. You'll insult my father's judgment if you don't."

I bit my lip, but nodded. I peered into the closet and saw that it was a walk in one. There were even clothes in there, mostly dresses. It was huge! I mean, it could probably be made into another bedroom. There was even a huge ataman in the center of it if I wanted to sit in my closet, but I really couldn't thing of a reason why. There was a dress hanging up in the middle of a huge row of dresses that lined the wall. I took it off its hanger to get a better look at it. The material was a deep red with a corset bodice that had black lace of it. The skirt was flowed to the floor that made it looked like a dress that belong to a roman goddess.

"Beautiful isn't it?" asked Vincent as he walked over to me. "It's been in the Dragulia family for who knows how long."

"It must've taken so much care to make this…" I trailed off. I put it back in its rightful place before smiling at Vincent. "So, what does your father do for a living, if you don't mind me asking?"

"He's basically the owner of a lot of clubs in Europe. That's all I know."

"You're father must be a busy man. It must've taken him a lot of preparation to let us come here."

"We finally got him to install a dish so we could watch American TV. I've spent the last five years just reading books. Now I can watch TV whenever I like."

"Are you serious? Talk about old fashioned."

"I know," he sighed.

I smiled before starting to unpack. Dimitri came into the closet and sat right next to me while looking at me the whole entire time.

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I was seriously going to kill that Britney girl. She kept on complaining that her room was too small for her liking. I looked over at Samantha who nodded and walked into Britney's room to assure her that this was an okay size. I pinched the bridge of my nose as I went down the hallway. Then, I caught the scent of the ocean. I looked ahead of me to see Annabelle walking with Dimitri down the hallway. She would sometimes stop at one of the paintings and stare at it with such fascination that it surprised me. I realized that her hair was down. It cascaded down her back like a dark waterfall. She had a very exotic look and I was surprised that she was still a virgin. I could smell her purity on her. She was a little tall too. About five-foot- eight give or take. She had a slim figure that somehow had a little bit of curves on it. She was definitely a woman, a very beautiful one at that. I was already having fantasies about her as I stood there.

"How is my son treating you?" I asked in a seductive purr. She jumped slightly, placing a hand over her heart. I couldn't help but smile at the look on her face.

"Very well actually," she confessed with a little bit of shyness.

"Well, that's good since if he didn't I'd probably shoot him."

She smiled a full smile that would make even Lucifer's knees buckle. "He's a very nice man Mr. Dragulia. You taught him well." She looked at the painting before biting her lip and walking a little closer to me. "Is Britney giving you a hassle?"

"Samantha is dealing with her at the moment."

"Well, I think I got help her. Britney can be…testy at times." With that, she walked into Britney's room as I watched her hips sway from behind. Samantha was right, she was perfect for me.

So, tell me what you think. Should I continue, should I not? Whatever is fine with me. REVIEW! And please, give me your feedback. I'd really appreciate it! I really don't know what possessed me to write this. Oh well…

Missa.