Deep within the dark, hidden reaches of the Ghost Zone a group of cloaked figures were gathered in a ramshackle stronghold with a clear intent that they were up to no good. Circling around a burning cauldron filled with a strange, glowing red liquid they tossed in a few ingredients that flashed and smoked once it touched the liquid. Once that was finished the head of the circle held up a scroll and began to read off the incantation inscribed on it. "O great powers of the beyond, we ask that you hear our plea and grant us our request. We conjure this spell to resurrect our fallen prince of darkness from the great beyond to rule the forces of the night once more. We ask that he brought back more powerful and stronger than before, able to wield his powers of old as well as the power and strength of a ghost to stand against his enemies and destroy them. We offer the sacrifice of human blood and ghostly ectoplasm to appease and to make the transformation possible."

Motioning for two of the circle to step forward they each held a bowl containing the last two ingredients needed for the spell. At the leader's command the two poured the blood and ectoplasm in until every last drop was mixed in. Seeing that completed the leader continued to read. "Now that we have bestowed our offering to you we asked that it appease you and let it bring our true ruler back to us once again."

Waiting for a few moments to see if the incantation would work he was starting to get disheartened when suddenly the potion began to violently swirl and bubble. Everyone surprised by that they were shocked when it exploded up out of the cauldron like a massive pillar. Quickly backing away from it the group watch as the potion funneled back down into the cauldron then a massive orb rose from it with a bright light inside. Staring at it in awe everyone watched as the light inside started to take shape of a humanoid form that quickly grew into the height and stature of a late-aged teenager. Remembering that there was one last part of the incantation that needed to be read for the spell to be complete the leader quickly held up the scroll and read once more. "By the great powers of the beyond, give life to our prince once more! Let him at last arrive and bring the eternal power of the night back to rule once again! Give our master life!"

Once the last word was spoken the orb quickly lit up as the form inside took life once more, the body teeming with power and strength unlike anything imagined. The moment that it regained its full strength the orb shot down to the ground and exploded in a flash of light, making the group around it shield their eyes from being blinded by it. When they realized that the light had dissipated they uncovered their eyes and gasps of shock went around at what they were seeing. Where the orb had landed was a young man of about sixteen to seventeen years of age with midnight black hair with much of his bangs hanging in the left side of his face and pale gray-white skin. Gathering closer around him to see if he was okay the young man snapped his gaze up at them, his blood red eyes humming with power as the ecto green rims around them glowed to match. Looking at each of them with a high degree of suspicion the leader slowly approached him while trying to keep calm and reassuring. "Master, are...are you alright?"

Looking up at the leader of the group the young man slowly stood up at stared at him for a few moments then looked around at everyone again, noticing something similar about each of them. On the robes they wore they each had the same symbol of a dragon that he recognized from long ago. His symbol of the order he held command of centuries past. Realizing who these people were he looked back at the leader and gave him a short nod. "Yes... Yes, I am quite well. But also...quite confused. How...how am I alive once again after being destroyed by those who hunted me down ages ago?"

Beckoning for one of the group to come over with a robe to cover their master with the leader slightly bowed and spoke as he leaned up to look at his master. "It wasn't an easy process to complete, Master. The spell we used was an ancient one that required very specific ingredients as well as acquiring the necessary types of blood and ectoplasm that-"

"Wait." Accepting the robe that was put on him the young man was cinching the belt around his waist when something the leader of the group said that caught his attention and interrupted him. "Ectoplasm? As in...ghost blood? Why was that needed for something like this? Unless..." Looking around him his senses quickly picking up on the aura around him, slowly recognizing what it was the longer he sensed it. "Where are we?"

A bit surprised when his master interrupted him the leader respectfully waited for his master as he began to wonder and start to realize what was going on. When he had asked where they were the leader motioned for the others to follow his lead as he took off his hood, revealing himself to be a ghost, as the others were when they pulled their hoods off. "You have been resurrected in the Ghost Zone, my master. We are the ghosts of those who have served in the Order of the Dragon so many years ago."

His wondering being confirmed by that the young man looked around at the ghosts surrounding him then looked down at his hand. Lifting it up to eye level he focused his powers and watched as his hand lit up with a halo of dark red ghostly energy that he could feel humming in his veins. "So, with that spell you performed to bring me back to life, you essentially brought me back with the power and strength I once had. As well as boosting it with the same power and strength that a ghost of this realm has, correct?"

"Yes, Master." Nodding the leader was relieved that his master was able to easily pick up on what they had done. "We wanted to ensure that this time anyone who dares go up against you would have no chance in stopping you as resumed your conquest of shrouding the human world in darkness and eternal night."

Smirking at that the young man made the halo disappear and walked around a bit, enjoying the thought of that. "Indeed. And now, not only the Earth but the Ghost Zone as well. I'm sure that fool Pariah hasn't been seen in eons since the coup that imprisoned him so long ago so that means there's an empty throne waiting for me to take as my own."

Suddenly looking a bit unsure the leader cringed a bit as he knew that he had to correct his master on that. "Uh, about that, Master. You see, he was actually released some time ago and he tried to take the Earth as his own and resumed his reign over the Zone. But he was stopped by a halfa by the name of Danny Phantom who, with the aid of several others ghosts that reside here, locked him away once again. But along with that, there...there was a bit of a discovery made that could...derail what you have in mind for the Zone's throne."

Looking back at the leader with a suspicious and slowly infuriating glare the young man turned and slowly walked back to the leader. "Pray tell, what sort of...discovery was it that you think will derail what I have in mind for the Zone, hmm? What is it that has you so...concerned about it?"

Gulping a bit as he watched his master coming towards him the leader slowly started to tremble as he became more and more frightened to answer. "U-um... It's...it's b-because it was discovered that Pariah...Pariah had an unknown child that...that helped in sealing her father away once again."

Carefully listening to what his servant was telling him there was one word that the young man caught that made him even more suspicious than before. As well as...intrigued about this interesting development. "Her? Pariah had a...a daughter? Hmm... Very...interesting..." Musing for a bit he gave his servant a rather curious look. "You wouldn't...happen to know what she looks like by chance, do you?"

"O-Oh, uh, yes. Yes, I do." Quickly nodding the leader of the group used his energy to create an illusion of the princess, dressed in a sleeveless red and black dress with silver and sapphire adornments, black opera gloves with silver bangles and a sapphire studded silver bracelet, dangling sapphire earrings, and a silver and sapphire tiara in her royal blue hair. Once the illusion was complete the young man walked around it, taking in every detail of what he saw: the athletic frame of her body, the intense glow of her light fire blue eyes, and the ethereal beauty to her entire being. Standing in front of the illusion the young reached with his hand and tilted the young woman's head up to make her look into his eyes, musing on a thought for a few moments. "My loyal servants, I believe that we have a fortuitous opportunity at hand. And if everything we plan for works to our advantage, I will have gained control over two worlds to rule as I please."

Circling back around the illusion the young man stood behind it and wrapped his arms around her. Holding one arm around her waist he gripped her neck and used his own energy to transform the illusion into a darker and more vampiric version of itself. "As well as secure my dark bride that will forever stay at my side as the queen she is destined to be, but not the way she is expecting it to happen."

Moving his arms apart and making the illusion disappear they young man chuckled in dark satisfaction then sighed as he felt more and more like himself. Calming down a bit he straightened himself up then looked at the leader of the group with an inquisitive look. "Now, where can I find this princess? The sooner I can find her the sooner she can be turned and be made my bride."

"Not too far in fact, Master." Smirking just a bit the leader led his master from the room they were in to another part where they had a change of clothes waiting for him. "Though she is the princess here she masquerades as a young human woman on Earth attending what is known as high school in a town known as Amity Park. Which just so happens to be a supernatural hotbed for all sorts of unnatural activity to occur. And with how you look now you can easily pass as a student if you so wish. Then you can get close enough to her to woo her then you can ensnare her in your power and make her yours."

Finding the information quite intriguing the young man smirked and nodded as he entered the other room and saw the clothes waiting for him. Continuing to smirk he disrobed and began to change, musing over what his servant had told him. "Interesting. Very interesting. It is certainly something to use in the future." Slipping on his button up shirt and buttoning it up halfway to expose his toned chest he then proposed an inquiry that came across his mind. "But, pray tell, how will I survive the burning effects of the sun for that to work? I may have ectoplasm running through my veins now but I'm sure that it won't do a thing to protect me from getting dusted again."

"Not to worry, Master. We have that already taken care of for you." Having figured this out way ahead of the summoning the servant smirked confidently at his assurance to think ahead. "Since your absence from the human world the ways of health have come a long way. Along with the discovery of a slew of rare diseases and sicknesses that afflict people. Including a disease that causes people to be allergic to the sun itself. Which means you can use that as a cover so that you can remain out of the sun and not worry about being dusted."

Impressed by that the young man nodded as he slipped on a high collared coat with a wide bottom that made it look more like a cape than a coat. Adjusting it a bit he smirked and flared it out as he turned, showing off his new look to his servants. "Excellent. Now that we have that at our disposal there's no way that anyone can stop me as I take what's rightfully mine and bring the eternity of the night to destroy the light of day forever." Smirking evilly he opened his lips wide as his fangs extended, ready to take their first victim. "Gentlemen, It's time to begin."

Everyone rejoicing at that that they all gave a cheer for their leader, calling his name as they were ready to follow him to victory. "All hail the master! All hail the prince! All hail Count Dracula!"

Reveling in the cheers of adoration Dracula viciously smiled as his eyes brightly glowed with deep determination to see his plans fall into place and taste the sweet sense of victory, straight from the source from all the victims that fell in his wake.