"The death of young Vladimir Dracula was extremely unfortunate. He was just fourteen years old, had years ahead of him. He will be remembered forever in our un beating hearts and immortal souls." Ivan said.
The speech would have been touching if I had been dead but since I wasn't it actually made me quite angry. It had been one day since I put on that stupid crown and there already planning a service for the next grand-high vampire.
Typical!
I looked over at the throne where my father sat. He hadn't come up from the cellar since I 'apparently' died. I admit I can see why they think I'm dead, I mean my body is on the floor completely motionless but my soul is standing right next to them.
I'm not a ghost. I've just been pushed out my body, and can't get back in.
"Now then the ceremony will be taking place at precisely ten o'clock tonight" Ivan continued.
"And the lad?" A man said whom I had never met in my life.
"Will be put where he belongs, in a tightly locked coffin to sleep for eternity." Ivan replied. He was meant to be my uncle not my funeral planner!
"Can I ask what is to be done with his relations?" A woman whispered.
"My brother and his off spawn wish to go back to Transylvania A.S.A.P!" Ivan whispered back.
"What about the mother…Magdalene?" Another asked.
"She is yet to be informed. She will know when the sun sets I assure you." Ivan gave a small smile and then left the room.
This was ridiculous! Someone had to be able to see me!
I floated upstairs to Ingrid's room. She was talking to Ulga.
"I understand this is hard for you but you need to be strong as soon you will be the new heir to the Dracula throne" She told Ingrid.
Ingrid looked washed out, tears still falling down her cheeks. I wished I could have saved Will from his death, and then she'd be happy.
"William was a half-fang and tonight he can be brought back by the power of the new Grand High Vampire!" She was trying to reassure Ingrid.
I was quite shocked. This was news to me. It made me hate myself even more, I should have done something! Anything!
"You just don't understand do you? You stupid little girl! I know I will get Will back! I want my brother back! I want Vlad!" She screamed. "Someone must know how to bring him back!"
"I thought you hated him?" Ulga asked in surprise.
"You always have sibling rivalry, its part of having a brother. I just want to tell him that I…I…" She stopped and sobbed.
I never realised she loved me that much. All this time I thought she hated my guts.
I decided to check on my dad. I floated down into the cellar. There he was sitting on a chair, with a picture in his hand. I went to look at what it was. It was a picture of me and mom.
We looked happy.
The door opened and in came Ivan. My dad didn't move he just kept his eyes on the picture.
"Brother, it is time." Ivan said.
My father didn't reply.
"You are the only one who can remove it."
What was he talking about? Remove what?
"If I do then he's really gone" My father's voice was quiet.
"I know it's hard but I too have lost a son" He replied.
"Boris was nothing compared to my Vladdy!" My father's anger rose. "I refuse to do it. Now you will respect my wishes and bring me Robin Branagh alive and well!"
"Certainly! But just remember, dear brother, I could strike you down right this minute and take charge but I happened to like Vladimir and I'm sure he wouldn't want me to harm you just yet."
"What do you mean?" My father asked. His expression changed immediately.
"I mean, I've being hearing rumours that I have a good chance of becoming the new Grand High Vampire! And if I am I would have the power to bring back your son!" He snarled.
"And what if its not you? What then?" My father hissed. I'd never seen him like this before.
"I know that it is defiantly a Dracula!" Ivan said with a smile.
"You're certain?!"
"Positive!"
What made them think its going to be them? It could be Ingrid, Ulga and many other Dracula relations. We are a big family. And how can they bring me back if I'm not dead? I exist! I can feel the connection between my body and soul.
I…I… My head began to spin and the next minute I was on the floor drifting.
