What The Eyes Do Not Tell

by storiesofthedragon

What if Mirena was not the only one to be reborn? What if the son of Dracula, Ingeras, was reincarnated as a a twenty-three year old woman named Ingrid. Ingrid, a forensic artist living in New York has no idea she is the living descendant of Dracula. There are those who have waited in the dark to hunt Ingrid down and the family she didn't know she had will rise to protect her.

1. Chapter 1

"Miss, can you tell me what happened to you tonight?"

"Ingrid,can you hear me?"

There were so many voices in her ear, but she could only hearing screaming. The faces of nurses and police officers were replaced by a vision of a dark sky beginning to clear, the face a little boy screaming, his arms outstretched,reaching for someone. Ingrid tried to understand what he was screaming but she could only make out one word.

Papa.

"Ingrid, I know this is tough for you right now,but could you please tell us what happened to you tonight?" Detective Parker asked.

It was weird to be on the other side of it. Usually she was the one questioning victims so she could create a sketch of their many times she had seen their eyes widen with recognition of their attacker and awe that Ingrid had managed to sketch such an accurate drawing that would haunt them forever.

"Annie, I honestly don't remember. One minute I'm in the parking lot behind the New York Public Library, the next I'm not." Ingrid said although that wasn't entirely true.

She remembered the dark parking lot, someone's breath on her neck. She remembered the pain,and she remembered waking up on the steps of the Cathedral of St. John the Divine,bleeding.

" Enough detectives you're upsetting my patient. Visiting hours are now over." She heard a voice from the doorway say. A woman with short blonde hair walked in and shooed the detectives away.

"We'll back tomorrow Ingrid, I'll bring you some clothes." Lucy said before walking out.

"You need your rest. I'll make sure no one comes to bother you anymore tonight." The woman said,and Ingrid looked up into crystal blue eyes that looked extremely familiar.

"Thank you. I'm sorry..have we met before?" Ingrid,asked her head swimming, it was starting to become too much.

"I should hope not! That would mean you got hurt a great deal." The woman said with a soft smile,putting a hand on her shoulder. Ingrid opened her mouth to say more but instead let out an embarrassing yawn.

"Well that's my cue to leave,get some sleep. I'll be in to check on you the morning." The woman said and tucked a blanket around Ingrid.

"Thank you..I'm sorry I didn't get your name." Ingrid said laying her head on the pillow.

"I'm Dr. Murray dear but you can me Mina." The doctor said kindly and walked out of the room.

Mina, that's a pretty name.Ingrid thought to herself as she closed her eyes hoping to drift off to sleep. But the moment she closed her eyes she saw them. A detail she left out to the detectives because she knew no one would believe her.

A pair of glowing red eyes.