Disclaimer:I do not own Young Dracula. The original idea for this belongs to MissSexyRain. This is MissSexyRain's chapter just slightly edited.
Warnings: BLOOD AND GORE.
Summary: What if Vlad went through the change normal but showed signs earlier like blood lust? What if he was slightly different from a normal vampire? The Count has learned of another vampire in town?And the Hellsings made a kill...almost?
MissSexyRain said: Well since Young Dracula is my favorite show and I signed on the petition for a 3rd season I guess one day my brain said let's start another fanfiction and all my sick plot bunnies will be better. Do you think so?...The story takes place during season 2 leading up and beyond. So after I reach him being the Grand High Vampire it's just my imagination after. Plus the original plot is twisted to my desiresXD So Boris and family stay and he isn't insane. Um the chapter title means "Thorn". Oh and Conspiracy by Paramore helped make this.
BloodBites says: I am happy to continue this story for MissSexyRain and her fan's I Just hope I do it justice.
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"VLADIMIR DRACULA GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!"
Vlad awoke startled when he heard his father calling him. What was worse, he was using both of Vlad's names. That spelled big trouble for him. Vlad shifted the navy blue covers he had in his coffin. Yes, his Father had taken his bed and replaced it with a coffin not a few days ago. He was starting to show signs of a vampire which made his dad proud and unnerved him. He had these random blackouts only to find himself seconds from biting his own dad. The Count was so happy he decided to give him his coffin early. He hoped he wasn't turning into one earlier than he had to. He remembered the first time he did that and he had locked himself up in his room refusing even to see Robin. He pushed open the lid to see his best friend in his pajamas. Robin was looking at him fearful.
"Boy Vlad, what did you do?" Robin had spent the night. He practically begged Vlad to until he gave in. Saying how Vlad was to much of a goody two shoes to eat him and that Vlad was his best friend and would come to his senses before eating him.
"I don't know."Vlad gave a shudder and quickly hopped out of bed and tried to put some decent clothes on when he heard his sister yelling out to him.
"GET DOWN HERE NOW YOU LITTLE WEASLE!"
He winced. Maybe it was that time of the month? Vlad pulled out some jeans and a black sweater. "Wait. How did this get here?" Vlad turned to look at Robin. Robin had pulled on his customary black shirt and black jeans. Lacing up his combat boots he looked up at Vlad.
"I don't know but you better hurry before Ingrid decides to come get you herself." Robin stood up. "Do you mind if I come to?" Vlad shook his head and pulled the sweater on and jeans. Robin was about to protest but he just grabbed his converse on his way out the door. Robin tried to follow him but the door slammed in front of his face.
"Vlad!" Robin yelled after him. He tried to pull open the door. The door opened and snapped shut again. Rows of sharp teeth appeared, smirking they growled at him. Robin stood there with his mouth open wide. Meanwhile downstairs with the Draculas, Vlad got the shock of his life.
At the entrance of the Throne room/Dinning room there was massive mess of blood and bunnies. Rabbits were strewn into pieces all over the place. Body parts mostly on the floor and the walls and fireplace with blood. Vladamir took a step in and he felt his shoe squish something under his weight. "W-what happened in here?" He asked shakily. The Count and Ingrid were to the side. The Count was on his throne, thankfully not covered in bunny blood and Ingrid snarling at the ground which was messing up her shoes.
"You better have a explanation for this you little brat!" Ingrid hissed. Vlad looked at her like she was crazy.
"You think I did this?" Vlad asked incredulously. The Count turned to his son and heir and smiled.
"Well Vladdy, if I knew you wanted some blood I could of brought some from the celler." Dracula smirked. Vlad looked on aghast.
"You guys actually think I did this?!" Vlad was still horrified by the crunching sound under him. Ingrid glared.
"The roach muncher in the corner said he saw you." She pointed over to Reinfield hiding in his cooking area. Vlad turn his eyes toward him.
"You saw who?!" Vlad yelled disgusted. "I would never hurt anything let alone a cute little bunny!" The Count decided he had enough.
"Silence!" His evil voice rang out through the castle. Vlad turned back towards his family. "REINFIELD! Get to work!" Then the Count turned to Ingrid. "Why don't you help him to." He smirked. Ingrid glanced at him before starting to walk away.
"Put a stake in it!" She paused at the door. "Oh and Vlad, I hope you enjoyed your rabbit juice." Ingrid winked. "I heard their good for your health. Maybe Dad should try some." She was out before the Count started his rant.
"How dare that girl insinuate that I, The Prince of Darkness, would go back to eating rabbits!" Dracula yelled. Reinfield looked up from wiping the fireplace.
"Well master, you have been eating sheep." The Count growled and set the little hair that he had on fire. Reinfield screamed and ran outside somewhere. Dracula scowled and flew off leaving Vlad alone in the bunny massacre.
"Oh, poo." Vlad had a bad feeling in his gut. Maybe, it was the bunnies they said he ate or...something else.
