Oh hai guys, it's star here, recently re-fallen in love with Young Dracula. I'm not a strong writer so i'm not sure when updates will be, this is more a for fun thing. Not too sure on how things will go on from here but we'll see. I will be adding in a few OCs but it's nothing to big. I'm not a huge fan a romance so I doubt any will show up, but who knows I might have a change of heart later on.

Most importantly I don't own Young Dracula

Anyway enjoy~

Chapter 1:

Vladimir sat on his throne, his eyes gazing heavily on the large wooden doors ahead of him. The hall was dimly lit by a sinister orange glow cause by the stainless glass windows located high on the brick walls, the flickering flames of candles and torches closer to the ground also added to the effect. Vlad enjoyed the lack of proper light it made him somewhat more intimidating. His position was out of view from most angles his figure was cloaked by the shadows. Leaning forward slightly, his fingers were tangle upon each other and his elbows rest nicely on his knees. Those who knew him knew he took this pose whenever he was deep in thought and shouldn't be disturbed. At that moment Vlad could hear his soldiers coming towards him he sighed and waited for them to show. No less than a few minutes later. The large wooden doors, creaked open and the sound of rattling chains, human curses and swears and retorting hisses echoed around him.

"Sir, we brought you back this breather." A large buff but still young and naïve Vampire spoke towards his lord. He decided to show off a little and pushed the blonde girl forwards, she couldn't match his strength was unable to find balance and hit the floor hard. Gasping on contact. Vladimir didn't reply, he continued his gaze towards the door.

"Sir, she is a slayer." Vladimir didn't speak he knew that obviously or she wouldn't be here; he just turned his glare towards the young vampire. The silence was more intimidating than anything at this moment both solders had no idea if they had done wrong or right and the suspense was killing them.

'Sir?' the second vampire spoke up this time, growing impatient at his lord. Vlad looked towards the young breather, and smirked on the inside, this was going to be fun.

'Return to your post, I'll decide later whether or not to reward or punish you." He said calm and coldly, his glare intensifying on the two. The two looked horrified, and briskly walled out. They had no idea what brought that on, before they walked in he couldn't have been doing anything that important, he was just sitting there right. The doors shut behind them, Vlad and the slayer were left alone.

'So you're him, The Vampire Lord. Destined to lead all Vampires from the shadows and rule the earth.' The young slayer hissed, she was more disgusted by him at this moment to be scared.

'I've been called that.' Vlad replied his voice still stern and cold sending a shiver down his new victim's spine. He looked at her, it was obvious who she was though she was a young woman now her features still resembled what used to be Robin's younger sister.

"Actually I never suspected you to become a slayer Miss Branaugh but I'm not really surprised either, you were never a fan of me." She flinched, looking towards the throne she still couldn't see who it was but was nervous that this vampire knew who she was.

"Coward, show yourself." She snapped, trying to hold it together but the tremble in her voice told both beings raised an eyebrow and snickered. So little she knew. "What makes you think I'm a coward?"
She up turned her nose. "You're hiding in the shadows, you have no respect to your enemies, you're nothing but a cowardly Monster." She spat, gritting her teeth.

"Amusing how you think I'm the monster while you're just as guilty as killing innocent vampires." He sneered.

"There's nothing innocent about a vampire." She hiss, struggling to her feet, this is the closest a slayers has been to the Chosen one in god knows how long. She may be chained but she wasn't going down without a fight.

"Oh but's it's perfectly fine, for a breather to slaughter a cow.."

"That's different!" She snapped, not allowing him to finish, taking a step forward.

"No it's not, its nature, the strong pray on the weak. You can't lie to me; you're scared because with vampires in the picture, breathers are no longer top of the food chain." An ear to ear grin ploughed its way across his face, realization was sinking into the young slayer, but she wasn't going down not until she saw his face, that way once she'd escape they'll have a led.

"Give it up. Vampires and slayers are no different, we enjoy killing for sport." He rose from his throne and walked steadily towards the blonde. Stepping out of the shadow's safety and revealing himself.

"V-Vlad?" She flinched back, her voice getting caught in her throat.

"So glad you remember me." His tone rather distasteful, his hand edging towards the handle of the dagger that rested neatly by his hip.

"b-but you were the good person." She stuttered, trying to step back again, she wanted to flee and escape this was a mistake, Vlad wasn't that kind of person was he? Her foot was caught frozen in place but not just her foot but her entire body she knew it wasn't fear another force was acting upon her.

"No such thing fortunately, but it's good to know my mind-wipe is still intact." He said unsheathing his dagger, bringing it to eye level, observing the blade that shone brightly even under the dim light. He took pride in his weapons; he constantly made sure they were in a kempt condition. It was so much more fulfilling killing with a favourite weapon and just a random one lying about. Chloe's eyes flittered around the room, trying to figure out an escape route, there was none.

"Y-you're not r-really going to k-kill me, I know you." She managed to say, her forehead, shining under a layer of sweat.

A gentle smile came his response "You know me well, of course not, I'm just trying to scare you."He replied,coming in close to her, his voice was soothing and using his free hand he slid it up her chin raising it so that they saw eye to eye. She relaxed slightly under Vlad's new demeanour despite the chill from his touch that sent a strange sensation throughout her body. They were right about vampiric charm and Vlad was no different up close she noticed how much his features had developed, gorgeous black hair contrasted with his pale skin, he was a sight for sore eyes. Her breathing steadied, she felt foolish thinking Vladimir would harm her.

Vlad's eye's flashed gold, and all sense of emotion was lost in Chloe's expression, she now had a blank stare plastered on her face.

He smirked, breathers and slayers alike were so much easier to manipulate when they were frightened and confused. Even more so to hypnotist under a false security. He wasn't going to kid himself, he abused his hypnosis. It was like having the power of complete obedience and that came in handy.

"Chloe, I'm going to ask a few questions and you will answer truthfully! Understand?" He continued his soothing voice. Chloe's response was a blank nod.

"Is Robin a Slayer?"

oh ho ho cliff-hanger, I hope you enjoyed that, I like darker Vlad, don't you? C: