Claimer: I own all original characters. I however do not own Dracula since he was a historical person or his castle or anything that belonged to him.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dracula's brides Bram Stoker does. Nor do I own any related characters to Hellsing.
WARNING: This story contains strong yaoi or slash scenes in almost every chapter. If you do not like a plot with a lot of yaoi then this is not for you.
The Fledgling of Dracula
Prologue: The village boy and the dark Prince
The year was 1489, Transylvania. The Night was cold and damp, the wind whistling through the barren trees causing the trees to shiver in their nakedness without the protection of leaves to shield them from the cold. The full moon was shielded by think black clouds and the distant sound of rumbling thunder could be heard. The night held promise of showers. All was silent inside the village, the people having long since locked themselves inside their homes in fear of the Counts hunting Draculinas. But not all was quiet down near the river outside of the town.
Yelling and shouting followed her as she ran panicked through the barren tress, her bare feet thumping loudly upon the ground, her feet scraping against the rough ground, her soles being cut by jagged rocks, her dress being torn as she forced herself passed dagger like branches that attempted to ensnare her in their devilish clutches. Tears spilled forth from her large green eyes, her pink lips were parted as she panted as she continued to run. In her mind she was screaming for help, repeating it over and over in her mind. She began slowing slightly as the ground beneath her feet rose up high above her, but she didn't stop. She ran and climbed, following the winding dear path that her feet had located. She stumbled and collapsed as she reached the leveled top. She whimpered and shielded her head as thunder rumbled high over head, before forcing herself to her feet and finding herself faced with the tall castle of Count Dracula. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she eyed it in terror before running forward. She banged and rapped upon the door before grabbing the large iron handle and pulling with all of her might, yanking the door open. She burst in and ran through the entrance hall. "HELP!" She screamed turning in circles, light catching her eye. She quickly ran down the hall towards the light and burst through the heavy oak door to find herself in the throne room. Her eyes found the slightly surprised features of the dark Prince and his three brides who looked as if they were ready to rip her to pieces. She screamed and ran forward throwing herself at his feet. "P-Please, m'Lord please…" She sobbed her fingers gripping at the bottom of his pants as she kissed his shoes, tears spilling down her cheeks.
Aleera hissed drawing herself up straighter from her sitting place on the arm rest on her masters right. She clung to him.
"Master! How dare she barge in like that." She hissed leaning closer. "Let us punish her."
He stood abruptly growling at them causing his three brides to flee behind the large throne chair and the girl at his feet the yelp and cower. His auburn eyes drifted from his brides before falling back upon the girl cowering at his feet. He stooped down and gently lifted her to her feet. She was whimpering and sobbing, terrified as he eyed her.
"What are you talking about child?" He questioned, gently wiping away the dirt and tears from her cheeks as she trembled in his grasp. She was quite beautiful for a present girl. She had stringy curls of brown hair, wide green eyes and full pink lips—not to mention full round breasts. He could smell the fear upon her, smell her virgin blood and—something else. Before she could answer he jerked her closer causing her to yelp. He frowned and leaned closer inhaling her sent. She smelt of soma and oil. He snarled and held her a little farther away. "What happened?"
She sobbed.
"T-they tried to RAPE ME!" She cried breaking down into hysterics. "There w-were…s-seven of t-them." She sobbed. Dracula's eyes narrowed. "T-they had—h-had another…p-please…."
Dracula turned his attention towards his brides.
"You three will take her home, do not harm her. Then meet me down near the river."
Verona took a tentative step closer.
"How do you know it is the river master?"
"She smells of moss and water fungus. Now take her home." He ordered pushing the girl towards his three brides before exiting the throne room."
*
Dracula's brides joined him as he arrived near the river, walking behind him. "We took the girl home master, she is safe, but what are we doing here?"
"I do not accept acts of rape or drugs in my kingdom." He snarled as they entered the rivers bank. "Filth." He snarled receiving the attention of the seven men. He could smell the sex upon them and the blood that dribbled from a young girl whose throat had been slashed. His eyes narrowed upon her young body before he turned his stone glare to the men who were frozen like statues. "Is this what it takes for your kind to get off? You disgust me. You are dirt; no you are lower than dirt." He lifted his hand. "Kill them." He snapped his fingers and his brides attacked. He walked over to the girl's lifeless body, crouching down the sound of the men's screams and his brides roars as they ripped them to shreds music to his ears.
The girl had short blond hair beneath a white bonnet; her eyes were wide and terrified, blue in color. She'd been dead for over five minutes for her eyes had sunken down into her skull already. He sighed and closed her lids. Standing as silence washed over the river bank.
"We've found a live one master."
He turned to see his three brides holding a young man in their grips. Dracula tilted his head taking in the young man's appearance. He had jet black hair that fell passed his ears and clung to his face, his eyes were bright blue and glassy, his pink lips were chapter and a little bit of blood dripped from his nose. He was completely naked and his skin was slick with sweat and covered in bits of mud and grass. He was thin with a feminine build, slender legs and long slender arms which were held behind his back by Aleera, his head being pulled back by Marishka who held him by his hair. Dracula's eyes fell between the boys legs. His small flesh was erect and leaking and looked a little bruised. He let his eyes drift back to the boys. "Shall we kill him too master?"
"No, he wasn't one of them." He replied walking closer, shooing away his brides who released the boy who collapsed and curled in on himself, trembling uncontrollably. The boy's eyes were heavy laden and his breathing was haggard. Dracula leaned down. "He's been drugged." He stated lifting the boy easily and walking towards the water's edge where he gently dropped the boy into the shallow water. The boy yelped at the fringed water but Dracula held him there while washing away the dirt and grime.
"Drugged?" He heard Verona question in her silken voice.
"Yes, there is a small blue plant that can be crushed into powered, which is then wrapped up in something which can easily be broken down by moister, like a small block of sugar and is then either ingested or forced into a woman's vagina or a man's rectum, either or." He stated pulling the boy out of the water and cradled him in his arms. The boy continued to shiver but his erection had died down due to the cold and he was no longer panting as hard. "Return to the castle, I'm taking him home."
His brides nodded and vanished.
*
Dracula carefully and quietly opened the boy's window and set him in on the windowsill. The boys head lolled back and his heavy lidded eyes looked back at the man floating outside his window. "Y-you…" His voice was weak. "C-can com-me i-in." He muttered quietly. Dracula nodded and lifted the boy from the windowsill and entered, stepping lightly to the floor, cradling the boy in his arms as he crossed to the bed where he laid the boy down upon the patch work quilt.
"What is your name?"
The boy shivered slightly.
"A-Adrian." He whispered quietly wrapping his arms about his chest. Dracula leaned down and pulled the quilt about the boys trembling frame.
"Sleep Adrian, sleep and regain your strength." He whispered softly, holding the boys gaze. The boy's blue eyes fogged over momentarily before his eyelids drooped and he fell asleep.
"Adrian?"
The boys door opened, but no one was there save the sleeping Adrian.
The first chapter will be up tomorrow. I hope you all will like it. I know I do. The story entertains me whenever I think about it. Please review and tell me what you think.