I was cold, very cold. Van Helsing was off trying to save Frankenstien's monster, and Ana was busy fighting the last of Dracula's brides. I had to find Van Helsing before the final stroke of midnight, but not before. The key to defeating Dracula was the element of surprise. As long as the Count didn't know that Van Helsing was a werewolf, we might have a chance. But for the moment, I was stuck waiting. There was still a good half hour until midnight, and all there was to do know was to wait. I looked around. The icy walls of Castle Dracula surrounded me. I was scared, I didn't know what to do. A noise from behind made me turn.
"If it isn't Van Helsing's little pet." said the Count.
"Stay back!" I warned, my voice shaking. He laughed. I could see the fang teeth, menacing and sharp. But at that moment they didn't look as horrible as they usually did. They were smaller, and looked somewhat delicate.
"I've come to give you a gift." said the Count, stepping ever closer to me.
"A gift?" I asked, transfixed. I couldn't have moved if I wanted to.
"Yes. Come closer." My feet moved on their own, moving me closer and closer to the monster. "That's it, don't be afraid." I somehow found his words soothing.
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked. I was terrified.
"I'm going to give you my blood. So that no mater what happens tonight, my blood will live on." He leaned over me. "This won't hurt a bit." and with that he sunk his fangs into the soft skin of my neck. He was right, it didn't hurt at all. It did feel very strange though. I didn't know what to do, I wanted to get away from the Count, but at the same time, I didn't. When Dracula finally pulled away I felt lightheaded. "Now, hold still." with that he cut open a vein in his wrist and forced the bleeding appendage to my mouth.
"No." I managed to whisper before I was forced to drink the Count's blood. I could feel the thick liquid pouring down my throat. It was not entirely unpleasant. Finally the Count pulled his wrist away from my mouth. Weakened, I fell to the floor. Dracula knelt down beside me.
"Soon you will begin to change. You will become that which you have hunted." The irony of his words was lost on him. But it didn't escape me. I smiled despite everything. "Yes my child, don't despair. Embrace your new life. For you must know, there is no cure." At that my smile faded. "And now, my little fledgling, if you'll excuse me, I must be off to kill that awful Van Helsing." and with that, he left.