We are shown a gloomy looking home. A young boy with deathly pale skin with fangs was asleep in a coffin as many vampires slept in during the day. However his top was being removed and he was being shook awake in the middle of dusk which was early for most young vampires.
"This better be good." The young boy glared for being woken up from his sleep.
"I'm sorry, dear..." the woman who had woken the boy up who had the same fangs smiled apologetically. "I've called the nearby Vampire Academy and you've been accepted to become a student of the one and only Count Alarich von Horrificus."
"Wait, you mean the same place Father is the headmaster of?" The boy asked with a smile.
"This is the Vampire Academy, dear," the woman told her son. "Your father was actually something different than us..."
"What do you mean?" the boy asked. "Aren't a vampire like you and Dad?"
"Well, you're a vampire like I am, yes, but... You're actually a hybrid," the woman explained. "Your father wasn't a vampire, honey... He was a Wiccan."
"But Mom, can't vampires turn anyone they bite into a vampire themselves?" The boy asked.
"That's true, but your father told me that he never wanted to become a vampire until he was ready..." the mother replied.
"Too late now, isn't it?" the boy asked with a small pout.
"There's something I never told you about your father, but we'll discuss that later, we need to get you packing, the Count hates to wait." the mother told her son.
"Yes, Mom." The boy frowned before going to pack his things.
'Maybe I should have also mentioned that his uncle is the count.' The mother thought to herself.
The mother waited for her son as she stood by a carriage to take them to the Vampire Academy.
"Problem, ma'am?" the driver asked as they waited for her son as the sun was down, but it wasn't officially night night just yet.
"Just thinking about my son, I hope he does better at this school than his cousin..." the vampire woman replied. "Oskar's afraid of blood, but Damien's only half a vampire."
"Well, hopefully his uncle count won't be bothered by him being half vampire." The driver said.
"We can only hope..." the vampire woman sighed slightly.
The boy, Damien, finally came out and met his mother by the carriage. "Sorry about that, Mom, but it's hard to pick which books to bring with me."
"I can always send you a package," the mother smiled. "Come aboard, we have a long journey ahead of us."
Damien smiled back and they got into the carriage as the driver pulled up the reigns and made the horse gallop down the street to take them to Damien's new school/temporary home. And where he would meet his cousin and uncle. Damien then decided to catch up on some sleep and reading since it was a long way away from the boarding school where he would learn to become a real vampire by adulthood just like his uncle and many other famous ones before him such as Dracula.
"Alriach, I hope you can help him and help me tell him who he really and truly is..." the vampire woman whispered as she stared out the window as they were on their way to a European village where the Vampire Academy was.
It was a long drive to the academy, but it would soon be worth it.
"Driver, what's that home nearby my brother's castle?" the vampire woman asked.
"Oh, you have nothing to worry about, Vendella, ma'am," the driver smiled to her. "That's the vampire hunter next door who's a laughing stock, thank Dracula that he isn't Van Helsing and none of the mortals believe him about vampires, not even his own granddaughter!"
The vampire woman looked slightly relieved, she was sure her son could help protect the school in case of a hunter outbreak.
Soon, the carriage dropped at a gloomy and dark looking castle which seemed haunted someway as the moon was fully out and the Count Headmaster was waiting there with his wolf friend and a young vampire boy next to him.
"We're here, ma'am." the driver told the vampire mother once he stopped the ride.
Damien soon woke up after his little nap.
"Wake up, dear, we're here." Vendella smiled to her son.
Damien yawned and stretched, rubbing his eyes and looked out and saw in amazement of the castle. "Cool!"
Vendella smiled, then came out with her son as the driver helped them out, then she turned to see the Count. "Ah, Alciarch..." she greeted the school's headmaster.
"Hello, Vendella, how are you doing, little sister?" Alciarch asked.
"I'm well, thank you," Vendella smiled, then looked down to the short black-haired boy. "Ah, Oskar, I haven't seen you since you were a baby~..."
"Hi, Aunt Vendella!" Oskar hugged his aunt with a small smile. "Where is my cousin?"
"Damien, come on out." Vendella gently called to the carriage.
Damien came out with his luggage. Oskar was very excited and nervous to meet his cousin. Damien walked out with his things.
"I should have Lenny get those for you." Alarich offered to his nephew.
"Thank you, sir." Damien bowed.
"LENNY!" the Count called.
An eerie man with a slight hunched back in a butler uniform with wavy blonde hair except for the top of his scalp came in. "Yes, sir?"
"Please take Damien's things into the coffin chambers," Alcarich requested. "And, perhaps your niece could show him around with Oskar since she was the last new arrival?"
"Oh, I'm sure that would be very good, sir..." Lenny nodded to that.
"Ah, and Vendella, before you leave..." Alarich looked to his sister. "I'd like to see you in my office."
"Of course." Vendella nodded.
"Thank you." Alarich smiled to her.
Vendella smiled back. Lenny led Oskar and Damien into the coffin room where the vampire students slept in and there were many other coffins already in there for the other students.
"So, you're my cousin, huh?" Oskar asked Damien. "You do seem familiar, but I don't remember much about you."
"Same here, but I guess I should expect that since I spend most of my times reading and exercising." Damien said.
"Um... Do you... Um... Like blood...?" Oskar asked nervously. "I-I mean, we're not allowed to drink blood until we graduate from the academy, but... Uhh... D-Do you...?"
"No, at least, not yet." Damien said.
Oskar smiled sheepishly and nervously.
"Problem?" Damien asked.
"You're going to think I'm a weirdo, but I'm afraid of blood..." Oskar admitted.
"I think you are unique." Damien said.
"Really...?" Oskar smiled to his cousin.
"Really..." Damien smiled back.
As they came into the coffin room, Lenny was moving Damien's things and his coffin in place as a bat with black pigtails tied with red ribbons flew into the room, then poofed into her human form to reveal another one of the students.
"Is this the new kid, Uncle Lenny?" Wren asked her uncle.
"Yes, my dear," Lenny smiled to her. "In fact, he's also Oskar's cousin."
"Really? Wow, I didn't see that coming." Wren said.
"Um... Hello..." Damien waved weakly to the girl.
"Hi, I'm Wren!" the gothic girl smiled and shook his hand. "I was the new kid before you showed up."
"So I've heard from my uncle." Damien said.
"Wren dear often helps me in the kitchen..." Lenny smiled.
"So, are you the school cook?" Damien then asked.
"I cook meals, I clean up after everyone, I keep an eye on the castle while the adults are away, and I wake everyone up..." Lenny listed. "Oh, and not to mention, I feed our school 'pet', Missy."
"I can't wait to meet Missy." Damien said.
Lenny chuckled as he got Damien's stuff into place.
