Author Notes: My dearest readers, I begin my journey into writing stories for you with this Dracula story I wrote after i had seen the movie (laughs) for the twenty-eighth time. I am exaggerating of course, but who knows, by the time i update the next chapter i just may have. I hope this inspires you to review my work and to add me as favourite author or story. Perhaps this is much to ask, but this is something that I hope the achieve. I shan't update until i hear that my story is worth updating. This only so i do not dreary you with a boring story.
But i must depart hear my viewers, for a victim approaches.
Anne.R.A
Death Toll. Written by Anne Rice Admirer, Although the original story and characters are not of her own creation, the plot is.
Chapter One:
When I realised where I was, that Johnathon was not beside me. That he was still imprisoned inside Dracula's castle, I started to cry. I was betraying him by seeing the prince, and the painful thoughts burned deeper than fire.
I could not wait longer, this treachery should, must end here. I loved Jonathon for he claimed the love in my heart before I met the prince, and I must be true to him, Even though I love the Prince, I cannot be with him, that is forbidden, it is forbidden to love two men and give the promise of faithfulness to the two.
I went over to my desk, writing out my letter of good bye.
My dearest Prince,
I should have known from the beginning that this love affair would never last, that it was wrong and I would feel nothing. I was wrong to deceive you and myself by trying to promise a love between us. This sin is mine, do not blame yourself.
Forever yours
Mina x
I thought of writing another to Jonathan, but I thought better of it. I sent the servant with the letter and left in silence. Hoping to avoid attention I walked towards the river. Ah the river, my hoped redemption from my sin.
I stood on the edge. It was close to six in the morning, and there was no-one about. Perfect. I thought, I shan't be interrupted.
"Mina." A gentle whisper. At first I thought it was the river whispering to me, asking me to enter its depth, but when a soft tread was behind me, I turned to find my Prince.
"Prince." I whispered. I couldn't stand to look into his eyes, I was weak and stupid, I wished he had not stopped me, I did not want to face him. Not now.
I turned back to the river, wishing to enter its layers. The moon was soft on the waters, the sun peeking behind a blue/grey morning cloud.
I turned back to my Prince. "Forgive me." I pleaded. His eyes widened a little. He took a step towards me, holding out his hand for me, to help me down, but I didn't deserve his pity.
"I already have." He said gently. I turned back to his hand, taking it and pulling myself into a tight embrace around him..
He returned it happily. I sobbed into his shoulder "My love I do not deserve you, nor do I deserve Jonathan. I should be punished by death from the pain I am conflicting on the two of you." He held my head with his gloved hand, whispering to me 'Shhhhh…Nothing shall happen to you, I could not bear it if something should. I will protect you with my life." I stepped back from him, wiping my eyes with the back of my blue coat sleeve.
"Mina, come. Let us talk about this….Lets get you cleaned up, and I will have some breakfast prepared." I giggled softly at his accent, the sound of it drew me to the heavens, his voice was what I desired, and how I lusted…drinking in every sound he made with my hearing.
I went to the restroom to wash my face. When I looked in the mirror my face was puffed slightly red, and the small amounts of pale where much paler than usual because of the cold. I looked like a mess. I ran the tap water, wetting a handkerchief and wiping my eyes, dabbing the remaining evidence of my tears away. Before returning to breakfast.