Hello eveyone, If you are reading this and you have perhaps read my other stories then I apologize for not updating my other story. I know I have not updated in six months, but I have explained why in my Profile! In the meantime I have decided to start a new story, I hope by writing something new that it will help me get back into the writing groove : ) For those who are new to my stories, I hope you will enjoy this one. I have decided to post this first chapter sort of as a trial run, I want to see what people think of the beginning of this story! I will of course continue it though, no matter what. And for those of you who have read my other story, do not fear I will update that story and continue it!
WARNING: This chapter contains quite a bit of violence, and abuse!
Carpathian Mountains, 1888, Romania
"Atulla insinyata, chindra atulay goshrema shinya achree finyata. Bring back he, the one who has invaded my mind, Count Vladislaus Dracula back from the deep fiery depths of Hell. Let him rise once again and bring terror and fear back to these Romanian lands." The Dark Witch chanted to herself, she paused. Slipping her long skeletal like fingers into a hemp pouch with the mark of the pentacle embroidered intricately on the front. Taking a small amount a grey ash in between her fingers she carefully took the ash and quickly sprinkled it into the hot flames of a fire that burned brightly in-front of her.
"Mother, what is this? What evil sorcery are you up to now?" The Dark Witch's daughter Ahelia asked in horror, she knew those evil words her Mother had been speaking, she was performing a resurrection spell. Ahelia's Mother turned her head around and let her piercing red eyes bore into her daughter through the black thin mesh of a long veil she wore over her face. Ahelia could feel her mothers pure rage through those malevolent red eyes. Her mother said nothing and Ahelia went to turn away and leave her mother be, until she watched in terror as blood started to seep out of her mothers eye and trail down her pale haggard looking face, this always happened when her mother would perform dark rituals. She would turn into something grotesque, her eyes would burn a bright red, her skin turned a pale grey, and her hair a frizzy knee length silver mess. Ahelia's mother was by no means an ugly Witch, but just then she was absolutely hideous, so hideous Ahelia even had trouble setting her eyes upon her.
"Ahelia! You wretched little Bothatu, I ought to stitch that pretty little mouth of yours shut. Get the Hell away from me, now, before I decide to place a bloody curse on you my self!" The Dark Witch cursed loudly. Ahelia gasped and slightly jumped from her mothers tone. Ahelia was used to her mother scolding her or just in general being cruel to her. But she always seemed to become enraged when doing one of her rituals. Ahelia quickly obeyed her mother and rushed back to their stone house, curious to see what this Count Dracula had looked like, Ahelia decided to hide behind a large tree and quietly watched as her mother continued the ritual, she prayed that she would not sense her presence lurking.
"Shrea, bacatru feltura larashu sadrayh. I summon Dracula back to our realm, I summon Dracula back to our realm, I summon Dracula back to our realm!" The Witch continued to repeat the same words over and over again, each time she spoke the words she spoke them louder until she was screaming at the top of her lungs.
Ahelia watched as her mother lifted her black veil from her face, then thrusted both her fists high up into the air, her one hand gripped tightly to a human bone and the other held a crows beak and foot. The Witch now rose to her feet from where she was kneeling the red liquid now covered most of her face and her eyes were glowing. She was levitating now a few feet from the ground and a low grumble of thunder could be heard rolling through the dark Carpathian Mountains. The leaves from the cold forest ground swirled and glided towards the levitating Witch and formed a cyclone around her until Ahelia could not see her mother. Ahelia watched in absolute wonder when she noticed the flames of the fire burn higher and higher and the light of the fire way almost blinding, Ahelia shielded her eyes, she could not bare to look. Ahelia then heard the sound of her mother wailing loudly until she finally let out a shrilling blood curdling scream escape her lungs and fill the quiet dark forest and her daughters ears.
Then there was silence. Absolute silence, Ahelia opened her eyes and lowered her arms slowly back down to her sides. The once blazing bright fire had now turned its flames into the colour of the midnight sky above, the flames continued to burn then slowly evaporated into a thick cloud of smoke. As soon as the black smoke began to dissipate, A man dressed in black with Raven hair stood in-front of Ahelia's mother who gently landed back down to solid ground. The Witches looks had once again changed and she looked like her normal self once again.
"Ah, Count Vladislaus Dracula I welcome you back to the land of the living." The Witch smiled, Dracula looked slightly dazed and confused. He flexed his fingers and curled his fists into tight white balls, he blinked a couple times almost as if he couldn't believe he was back. Dracula looked around until his brilliant soulless blue eyes noticed a beautiful pale, dark hair girl, peering out from behind a tree. His eyes then met with Ahelia's deep brown ones, she gave a small quiet gasp and turned away so that her back was up against the tree she had been hiding behind. God I hope my Mother doesn't know I am here.
Ahelias Mother noticed Dracula had seemed to been staring at something not far off from where they had been standing. She ignored this an instead cleared her throat loudly and Dracula turned his attention back to the mysterious blonde woman with the strange mismatching blue and brown eyes.
"Are you the Woman who has brought me back from Hell then? Lucifer had told me there was someone who would bring me back, here. I thought that would not happen for some hundred years from now." Dracula mentioned, he had only recently been murdered once again by Van Helsing a little over a month ago and had never expected to return so soon, or even at all. The woman in-front of him gave a small laugh.
"You are correct, Count. I am Ambrosia, the Dark Witch of these Romanian Carpathian mountains. I've brought you back from the depths of Hell for a purpose Count." Ambrosia stopped and looked blankly above her for a few moments, Dracula watched confused, while Ahelia watched once again in horror. Ahelia knew her mother could sense her, Witches could always sense the presence of other Witches nearby. Ambrosia gave a little smirk and waved her hand towards Ahelia, a strange sensation could be felt in Ahelia's ears, they felt although they were plugged, and when she heard her mother speak once again the sound of her voice was muffled. Ahelia couldn't make out anything her mother was saying, and she knew she wouldn't hear anything until she was far enough from Ambrosia. Defeated Ahelia silently made her way back to their house hoping neither Dracula or her mother were watching her awkwardly retreat.
"I have been having visions of late, visions of you and I Count and the great possibility of what I can become. I want to make a deal with you Count, just as you made a deal those four hundred years ago with Lucifer himself. As you know I am a Witch, a very powerful Witch at that. The most powerful Witch known to Romania. But I want more, Count. More power, strength, ability-"
"You are not asking me to turn you into one of my kind, now are you Miss Ambrosia?" Dracula asked with a sly smirk, knowing full well what she wanted.
"Your kind, Dracula died when you did. I am afraid that they have been wiped out of their damned existence. But that is not to say you can't start a new legion of 'your kind'. And I want you to start with me, first. There have been stories, legends, of rare creatures called 'Hybrids' who are one part Witch and one part Nosferatu. If you can help me successfully transition me into one of these Hybrids I will grant you what you wish for most in your un-dead world." Ambrosia finished, Dracula raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Please enlighten me, how exactly do you know what I want most, Ambrosia." Dracula asked in his deep thick Romanian accent.
"Your Children. I know all about you now, Count"
Dracula took a few steps forward, he was interested now in what this woman had to offer him.
"Go on."
The gaunt, angular woman herself then took a few steps forward so she was now only an arms length in-front of the Count.
"I have something to offer you, something you will never find elsewhere. I have a young daughte, the age of twenty three. her name is Ahelia. She is a White Witch, she too is quite a powerful Witch. I was a White Witch myself when I was born, but I decided to turn my white magic into something a little more sinister, black magic. White Witches are much more powerful then Dark Witches, which explains why I am as powerful as I am. But I digress. Ahelia is very pure, almost Godly pure." She spat "Each White Witch offers one special ability, along with their other powers. Ahelia's special ability is giving life to those who are dead, or dying without the use of black magic. She is the key to giving your Children lasting life, Count. But before I am about to hand my daughter over to you she will come with a challenge. Are you interested Count?" Ambrosia asked. Dracula thought for a moment, then proceeded to speak.
"You have sparked my curiosity, and I wish to hear what this certain challenge is, if I am to make a deal with you tonight."
Meanwhile Ahelia sat atop her bed wondering what her mother and Dracula were discussing, why did her mother decide to bring such a man back from the dead. Ahelia couldn't help but walk to her window and cautiously open the shutters to at least see what was going on between the devious pair. But before Ahelia could get a chance to focus her gaze upon them she felt her eyes begin to sting and burn. Ahelia's jaw dropped and she let out loud whimpers and small shrieks of pain.
"Stop! Oh Lord! Mother stop!" She begged
Ahelia placed her hands over her eyes and backed away far from the window and collapsed, she clawed at the wooden floorboards until she felt the stinging begin to fade and she was left in tears. Ahelia wanted to curse her damned mother, but she feared her mother would sense her intentions and cast a far worse torturous spell on her. So Ahelia stayed quiet and remained sitting on the floor, fearful to move anywhere near the window.
"If I were to mention to Ahelia of my plans she would simply refuse and I would have to torture the poor girl until she'd agree. But you see Count, I am not that cruel, I am her mother after all." Ambrosia gave a sinister cackle. Dracula stood unamused with the woman. Ambrosia noticed this and quickly continued to further explain her proposal. "I will have to erase her memory, she will forget who she is, she'll even forget her own name. After successfully taking away her memories I will put her into a deep sleep and when she wakes she will find herself in the small village of Transylvania, of course she wont know where she is. Then it will be your job to find her, and make her fall in love with you."
"Fall in love?" Dracula asked.
"Yes. You don't think you can just take her, impregnate her and have your precious un-dead Kin do you? It wont be that simple, Count. I told you that my daughter comes with a challenge and you will see that challenge though. As I was saying, you must make her fall in love with you, once you have accomplished that you will have to turn her, she will then also become a 'Hybrid'. You have till the next full Moon to turn her, but each day Ahelia will regain pieces of her memory. She will have her memory fully restored before the full moon. So you only have a few weeks before she remembers who she is."
"Why is it so important that I make her fall in love with me, before she remembers who she truly is?" Dracula replied slightly annoyed, this deal was getting more and more complicated.
"She knows who you are Count and what exactly you are, the great Nosferatu Vlad Dracula, a killer of the night. She would never fall in love with a man as evil and tainted as you are, as I told you she is a White Witch, she is pure. But while her memory is erased she will have no idea who or what you are, her having no knowledge of what you are, will open the possibility of her falling in love with you. If Ahelia does not fall in love with you before her memory is returned to her then she will return here and you will not be granted what you want so passionately. And if at any point you tell her about our deal, the spell will automatically be broken, if you so much as call her by her real name she will gain another piece of her memory. I am sure she will make a new name for herself so you will just have to address her by whatever name that is. She must not know you are Nosferatu, she will only know you by your name and the lies you tell her." There was a long silent pause, Dracula was trying to wrap his thoughts around what Ambrosia was telling him. Ambrosia then broke the silence.
"Do we have a deal?"
"Yes, yes we have a deal."
"Good. Now, turn me. I want you to turn me before I decided to make this deal official. As soon as you do so I will find Ahelia and start the process of temporarily diminishing her memories." Ambrosia demanded. Dracula's blue eyes seemed to give off a radiant bright glow, his face then twisted into an ugly snarl and he bared his sharp teeth. Before Ambrosia had a chance to take in what was happening, with lighting speed, Dracula had his large pale hand around her neck and pinned Ambrosia tightly up against a tree only a few feet away from where they had just recently been standing.
Back in the house Ahelia noticed that she could hear once again, there was a sort of low growling from some sort of rabid animal just outside her window. Quickly getting up from the hard ground she rushed to the window and noticed her eyes were fine, they had not begun stinging like they had so painfully before, she wondered why? Then she realized why, her mother was distracted while Dracula held her up against a tree and intimidatingly growled and snarled loudly in Ambrosia's terror stricken face. Ahelia knew her mother could do nothing, non of her trickery, nor her spells could save her from Dracula's rage. He was much to powerful for her nonsense. As Ahelia watched the scene play out in-front of her, she noticed a large part of her enjoyed watching her mother squirm and whimper while in Dracula's grasp. She deserved it. Ahelia wished she could put some fear into her mother the same as Dracula had. If Ahelia had even tried anything smart with her mother, then she knew her mother would hex her or torture her with some sort of black magic. Thought Ahelia was powerful, she was not as old nor wiser then her mother, which made her not as powerful as Ambrosia.
"This deal, Ambrosia, seems to benefit you more than I. Why should you receive eternal life from me so easily, while you send me on a sort of quest to obtain what I have been working so desperately for! I will not turn you Ambrosia!" Dracula shouted. Ambrosia's eyes widened.
"What?" She managed to choke, breathlessly. "You said, w- we had a deal! I brought you back!" She raised her voice angrily.
"But we do, I will not turn you, not just yet. Your only challenge I have for you is patience my dear. I will turn you as soon as Ahelia has fallen in love with me-" Ambrosia opened her mouth to protest.
"If you do not agree with what I am telling you Ambrosia, I will as you said earlier take Ahelia, Impregnate her with my spawn, and I will finally have what I desire. And before I leave to take what is mine, I will rip your beating black heart out of your chest." Dracula threatened, Ambrosia fearfully watched as Dracula raised his other hand, she noticed his hand was webbed and his nails were as long and as sharp as knives. he gently placed his long finger nails against Ambrosia's chest and applied a slight pressure, so that his nails began to break through the thin layer of her flesh. Thick dark blood began to pool at Ambrosia's chest and seep through the front of her black gown. Dracula laughed and licked his lips when she began to scream.
"Stop! Stop! I agree, I agree. Just let me go you beast!" Ambrosia shouted, Dracula loosened his grip but before he let her go completely. He let his hand free her neck and trail slowly down the front of her dress to where the blood continued to flow. He could still hear the sound of Ambrosia's heart beat wildly in her chest. The sight of her blood nearly drove him mad, he needed a taste. It had been so long since he had fed upon a mortal and he wanted to drain her completely, but he contained himself. Instead he let some of her blood gather at his fingertips and Ambrosia watched in disgust as he let his long tongue slowly and almost sensually lick her blood off of his fingers, he savoured the liquid and smiled. Dracula knew once he left the presence of Ambrosia he would replenish himself with copious amount of fresh blood, from the pulsing veins of any man or woman. Dracula finally let Ambrosia go and she gave out a large sigh of relief.
Ahelia heard every word of what Dracula had said. Her mother had made a deal with two devils that night. Ambrosia had sold her soul to the Devil to bring Dracula back from the dead, and she had now sold her own daughter to the second Devil, the Nosferatu Dracula. Ahelia knew she had to leave her home, she had to try to get away some how. If she stayed any longer she would be forced to succumb to her mothers spell and she would loose her memory. Ahelia would not bring anything with her, she would leave her home and all of her possessions behind.
Dracula backed away from Ambrosia.
"I am glad we have come to an agreement, then. I will be leaving now Ambrosia. Tomorrow I will start my quest for your daughter."
"Before you go, I must tell you. You are already aware that while you were existing before Van Helsing had murdered you for the second time, there was a special connection. A bond between you and your three brides. There may still be a bond between the four of you, I could sense a small connection a certain energy whilst I was trying to bring you back. They may appear unexpectedly from the scene of where they last died, or they may not." Ambrosia added. Dracula nodded. It had not entirety mattered if his brides would be resurrected or not, though he would be grateful if his beloved Verona returned to him once again.
"I bid you goodnight Ambrosia."
And with that Dracula let his large wings loose, he basked in the feeling of letting his wings stretch and carry him over head again. It was a glorious feeling he had missed so dearly. Shocked by his true form, Ambrosia watched as Dracula flew higher and higher above the treetops and out of sight. She stood in silence for a few brief moments before remembering what she needed to do next.
"Ahelia! Where are you? I need to speak with you at once my dear!" Ambrosia called out in a threatening tone, little did she know Ahelia was already running further and further away from their home. Ambrosia decided to enter her home and assumed Ahelia was in her room, but when she had not sensed Ahelia's presence as soon as she walked through the door she cursed out loud she was enraged.
Ambrosia quickly ran to a one of the small cabinets in her home that contained some herbs, grabbing what she needed she chanted a small spell and threw the herbs into the fire. The fire was quickly snuffed and all that was left was clouds of smoke from the dying embers, Ambrosia leaned over and inhaled the toxic thick black smoke.
"Where has my Ahelia gone to?" She hissed, within seconds Ambrosia could feel herself become weightless and she then became one with the smoke. The smoke would take Ambrosia to her fleeing daughter.
Ahelia ran as fast as her feet could possibly take her, when she suddenly felt the evil force of her mother begin to close in on her. Ahelia knew she couldn't let her catch her and take her memories away, but Ahelia felt it was already to late. Tears begun to run down Ahelia's face and she cried out to her mother.
"Lasă-mă- fi, tu vrăjitoare, leave me be! I heard everything. You plan on giving me up to that bloody Nosferatu!" Ahelia shouted, she could feel her feet begin to ache and protest beneath her. Her breathing became ragged and she could feel herself slowing down. No please, oh God no, don't let me give up now. Ahelia panicked and in one last final attempt to successfully flee from her mother, Ahelia used one of her own spells. She held out her hands in-front of her and a small white ball of pure energy began to swirl and form between her hands, she concentrated harder and let the ball grow larger. Praying the pure ball of light would rid her of her mothers negative force, Ahelia stopped in her tracks knelt to the ground gently placing the ball of light onto the ground in-front of her. She then began to chant, and loud.
"Attura binyata comal targan, sarturay yintara fortale!" The ball of light began to make a small buzzing sound, as the ball grew brighter the buzzing became louder until Ahelia's ears began to ring.
A quick blast of light, lit the dark ominous forest. And as soon as the light came it was gone, Ahelia got up and quickly looked around to see if her mother was anywhere near her. But she sensed nothing. Ahelia noticed the remains of the white energy began to fall from the sky like snow, and slowly evaporate before they touched the ground. She sighed, and thanked God her spell had rid her mothers unholy presence. Ahelia decided not to waste any more time, and continue on her way. As soon as she turned around Ahelia ran straight into a tall almost immovable dark force. When she looked up to see Ambrosia's hideous bony face and two glaring red eyes, she let out a scream and tried desperately to run away as fast as possible. But Ambrosia grabbed Ahelia's long brown hair in her left fist and forcefully pulled her back, she nearly ripped out a large chunk of Aheilas curls. Ahelia stumbled backwards from her mothers brute force and toppled to the cold dank forest ground.
"Aheila, you miserable, insufferable little Hag, stay put! If you try to run away from Mommy again, I swear I will kill you right here myself." Ambrosia growled.
"No you won't, not when you have already made your deal with Dracula!" Ahelia cried, She reached up and grabbed her mothers hand trying to loosen the tight grip she had on her hair. Ambrosia slapped Ahelia's hand away and continued yanking her hair until, Ahelia begged her to stop. Ambrosia finally let go of her daughters hair and walked around her and knelt down so that she was face to face with Ahelia. Taking two fingers and placing them under Ahelia's small chin, she made Ahelia look into her eyes. Ahelia knew she could not look away from the burning red eyes that were like two hot embers which burned brightly in her mothers skull.
"Its time now Ahelia. You will now loose any memory of yourself you have, but only until it is three days away from the next full moon. But if Dracula is to make you fall in love with him then a bond will be made between the two of you and you will have no choice but to be his. Even when your memories come back."
Ahelia took a moment to look at her mother with a disgusted look on her face, before she replied.
"Du-te Dracu! (Go to Hell)" Ahelia spat the words like they were Venom, Ahelia had more hate for her mother in that moment then she had for anyone else. Ambrosia ignored her daughter and began chanting. Ahelia could do nothing, with each passing moment Ahelia could feel her energy drain from within her. And before Ahelia knew what had happened next she had already passed out from exhaustion.
"That's it my child, go to sleep." Ambrosia whispered in her native Romanian tongue.
She let her daughter lay still on the ground below them. Ambrosia could feel the forest floor begin to tremble and the tree's around Ahelia and Ambrosia began to groan loudly as their roots, lifted from the ground, and like snakes slithered their way towards Ahelia. Hundreds of roots began twinning and wrapping themselves around Ahelias ankles, wrists, torso, soon her entire body was covered and the roots gripped on tightly to Ahelia the same as a python would with its prey. Ambrosia smiled to herself as the ground opened up and Ahelia disappeared from the Carpathian Mountains forest.