My first story I hope ya'll like it.

I do not own Young Dracula. If I did Robin would still be in it.

Not really sure what else to put so here ya go.

Prologue

"Robin give me the crown," Vlad called out to Robin.

Robin threw the crown in Vlad's direction. Vlad caught it and put the crown on his head.

A white glow came out of the crown an Vlad yelled in pain. He started to float. His body levitated higher and higher in the air.

Vlad looked around and said in a voice warped with power, "Vampires begone."

Every vampire except the Draculas left with speed only a vampire could posses.

Vlad looked back around the large room and said his voice still with that warped power tone, "Mortals approach me."

As if in sync they all walked over to the young vampire except Robin, he stayed hidden in the corner.

"Why must we destroy each other," Vlad continued, "can we not live together in harmony? You will leave this place and remember nothing of vampires. We. Do. Not. Exist."

The chosen one looked around one last time before saying, "Now go!"

With that every human except Robin left and Vlad promptly passed out. Robin rushed over to the young chosen one and was relieved to see the rise and fall of his chest.

Ingrid walked over to them and stopped, but just for a second.

"Is he dead?" The Count asked worry evident on his face.

Ingrid turned to look at her father as Robin shook his head no to tell the Count, Vlad alive.

Ingrid said in an emotionless voice, "I don't know and I dont care."

The Count growled and yelled, "But he's your brother, you must help him!"

Robin pulled Vlad closer to him not wanting anyone to hurt his only friend.

"I'll decide what I must," Ingrid spat with venom.

She walked up, took the staff and skull, sat down on the throne and said "Because I'm in charge now."

The Count screamed and stamped his foot, "Traitor! You will pay for this betrayal Ingrid."

"Silence!" Ingrid's voice took on a more vampiric tone, "From now on you will call me Countess Dracula. Watch me as I avenge will's death and make the streets of stokely run red with blood."

Then Ingrid laughed a powerful demonic laugh.

Meanwhile in Robin's arms Vlad shifted and his eyes fluttered.

I'll post the next chapter in a few days.

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