`I am someone who you shouldn't mess with. I am the girl of the night, the one that you fear, and the one that even my family fears. The only people that don't fear me are my siblings, Vladimir, Ingrid, Malik and Wolfe Dracula. Sure I can be 'nice' when I want to, but that's rare. I lived with my mother until her and Patrick couldn't handle me. She sent me to live with my brother and sister. She had already sent Wolfe over months ago, and now it's my turn. They don't know I even exist, let alone coming. The only person that knows I am real is count Dracula. And even then he hates me, just like he hates Ingrid.
"You're going whether you like it or not!" mum shouted at me.
"Why? " I yelled back.
"Me and Patrick need some alone time." She said calmer.
"Always about you and your werewolf boyfriend, you only care about yourself, not your four kids!" I yelled.
"Please shut up!" Patrick shouted at me.
"Go shed your fur somewhere else!" I snapped at him.
"Don't talk to him like that!" mum yelled at me.
"You know what, I will leave, and it can't get worse than this." I said walking out of the room and up into my mine. I sat down on my chair and thought about what it would be like to live with them. I knew I had siblings, but mum banned me from talking about them, in front of Patrick anyway. Tonight I will leave. I was meant to leave next week, but I can't take it anymore. With mum and Patrick being all lovey duvey and me trying to control my powers, mum being pregnant, I can't handle the stress. I have to admit it, I really do miss Wolfe. He's the only one that gave a damn if I was happy or sad. At least I would see him again.
I sighed and got up. I looked at my watch, one hour until sundown. I started to throw stuff into my suitcase not caring where it landed. I spent about half an hour trying to stuff everything into it, and almost failing. I also packed all my make-up into a smaller bag and all my hair care products into another. Fifteen minutes to go. I wrote a note saying it was from mum, but I knew she hadn't wrote one, she never keeps her promises. Well she is a vampire. And she's not one for law. Dating a werewolf is against our law, and frankly I would never be seen within a mile of one, let alone date one. Five minutes to go. I leaned back in my chair and started to file my nails.
The time came for me to leave. I got up and picked my bags up from the coffin. It was a full moon tonight, so he better stay away from a window. It was winter at the time, so it was chilly. I'd be fine for the ten seconds I'd be out there. I was traveling in a taxi, in case a slayer caught me. At least she cared about me a little. I used vampire's stealth to get to the taxi bank.
"Where are you going?" he asked me, looking in the mirror to see me. I had to move so he didn't know anything was strange. He smiled. "Don't worry I'm one of you." He said turning around and showing me his fangs. I confirmed I was a vampire by doing the same.
"Garside Grange school, Lancashire." I said sitting up.
"That's where the chosen one lives, isn't it?" He asked
"He is my long lost brother, thanks to dad any way."
"Why?"
"As far as I'm concerned, he didn't want to have two daughters, so got rid of one. Me." I said closing my eyes. "Wake me up when we get there."
"Why are you sleeping?"
"I got woken up by a werewolf."
"How?" this one must be dumb.
"Full moon." I said and went to sleep. I was woken up by him shaking me. "Ok, ok, I'm awake." I said getting my money out.
"For a vampire, on the house." He smiled; I smiled back and said,
"Thanks." And I got out. This was my last chance in seeing my real family. My dad, brothers and sister. I walked up to the door, with the vampire in the taxi watching me still. I knocked the door with the old steal knocker. Someone finally opened the door and I rather he didn't. He stunk of a landfill site on legs.
"Yes, what do you want?" he said, his teeth were rotten, but hey if he wants to die alone, that's his choice. I knew that he was aware that vampires are real, thanks to mum. I hissed at him, showing my fangs. He looked scared, but let me in. he led me down a narrow corridor and into, what looked like a drawing room. It was gothic, much like the home with mum. Everyone was in there, dad, Vladimir, Ingrid and Malik. Their attention turned to me. I looked at dad, who looked worried.
"Hello dad." I smirked, dropping my suitcase.
"Dad!?" my siblings said in chorus. I looked over at Ingrid, who looked in every way the same as me.
"Vlad, Ingrid, Malik meet your sister, Vanessa." Dad said worried. And he should be. He made me live with a werewolf, a hairy one at that, for my entire life. And now I had a twin, things were about to get even worse for him.
"Please call me V, I really hate that name."
"Your mother choose that name."
"That's why I hate it."
"Is that my twin?" Ingrid asked looking at me.
"No, she's Vlad's twin." Dad said looking at me.
"But she looks exactly the same as me."
"Don't ask me, she's one of your twins."
"What a great dad you are." I said implying sarcasm. One of my brothers smiled. "Who are you?"
"Malik. I don't know if you know, but I'm your half- brother" he said sitting down in the arm chair. I turned to the other boy who looked about my age.
"And you are?" I trailed off.
"Vladimir, but call me vlad." He said. He seemed more pleasant than dad. Ten again most people are. "Right so how old are you?"
"I'm seventeen almost eighteen." I replied
"You're my twin then." He said.
"Oh yeah, I remember you. Dad shipped you off to mum when you were three. And let me guess, you are really mad at dad." Ingrid said looking at me then turning her head to dad. I nodded. "Finally someone else on my side." She smiled.
"Wenfield, show our 'guest' to the spare room." Dad said. I'm guessing wrenfield is the one that showed me in.
"I'll show her." Ingrid offered.
"Fine, as long as your back in five minutes, both of you." he said shooing us out of the room. I picked my stuff up and followed vlad out of the room. We walked up a spiral staircase onto the highest landing.
"This is where guests stay. We'll sort out a room downstairs where family sleep. We had no idea you existed. And before you ask, you won't be alone up here; Bertrand is up here as well." He said directing me into a fair sized room. There was a coffin in the corner, a bookcase opposite it. A desk with a limp, although I won't be using it I hoped it wasn't a UV lamp. A rug in the centre of the floor
"Bertrand?" I asked putting my stuff on the coffin. He smiled and said, "When you settled in, I'll show you everyone, and where everything is." I smiled, I wanted to cause as much mayhem as possible, and if I knew where everything is, it would make my life a lot easier.
"Thanks." I said starting to unpack my make-up
"Oh and please don't try and wind up the scraps. You'll be teaching with Bertrand for a while, and then if we can trust you, I'll let you teach with Ingrid.
"You don't trust your twin, if you ask me, you shouldn't trust Malik." I said turning to him. He frowned.
"Why?"
"I don't know, I didn't like his sense, if you know what I mean." I said. He stared at me for a while and said,
"I'll wait outside for you. Just be quick."
"Ok." I said and he walked out. I started to think what it would be like to be the chosen one. All that power, all the fame. I unpacked my stuff in under ten seconds, and then walked out onto the landing where vlad was leaning back onto the wall. His head snapped in my direction. "What can't I walk out of my room?" I said sarcastically.
"You just made me jump."
"I have a confession to make." I said walking over to him. He looked at me as if to say 'go on' "Mum's pregnant." I whispered to him.
"Again?!" he shouted, "Right dad can never find out." I nodded in agreement.
"Let's go and see what he wants." I said and within seconds we were in the drawing room.
"Ahh yes, you two, vlad take her Miss Macaulay's office and enrol her." Dad said not looking up from his magazine.
"What!" I yelled at him. This time he looked up at me and was in shock when he saw my hands ignited in flames.
"How do you do that?" vlad asked.
"I- I don't know." I snapped looking at him.
"Right, just calm down." He said putting a hand on my shoulder. There was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" dad asked getting up from his 'throne' and opening the door a smidge, then opening it fully. By now my hands were not in flames, but I was still angry. A boy about my age came through the door. He had a heartbeat.
"Who's that?" he asked staring at me.
"Jonno, this is Vanessa, v, this is Jonathan." He said. He went to shake my hand but I said,
"I wouldn't, they've just been on fire." He put his hand back.
"I take it you're a vampire then?" I nodded.
"I'm his twin." I said sitting down. My head really hurt, it always did when that happened.
"Oww!" vlad said holding his head.
"Are you ok vlad?" dad asked him.
Chapter 2
I could see Vlad was in pain. Dad was at his side and Jono was at mine. Then Bertrand was just standing there, staring.
"Don't just stand there, help us!" Vlad shouted at him. Bertrand snapped out of it. He helped Vlad up, ignoring the fact that i'm here. Jono helped me to my feet and held me up until we got to the training room. He carefully placed me next to Vlad on the sofa. Bertrand was thinking to himself and dad was pacing.
"Well?!" dad yelled, but that just made the headache worse.
"I need some time to work on them, they seem to have a connection." he answered turning to dad. Dad nodded and walked out of the room with Jono. "Can you do that again for me?" he asked. That's when I recognized him.
"You!" I yelled getting angry. Vlad looked confused, but Bertrand he knew what I was talking about.
"Do you mind filling me in." Vlad said
"Before I do, who is she?" he asked.
"She's my twin." Vlad said.
"Well I caught her feeding off a breather."
"Like I said I didn't know there was a ceasefire." I said getting up, my head no longer hurt.
"Of course you didn't." he said sarcastically.
"Mum didn't tell me." I said
"That explains quite a lot actually." Vlad said getting up as well.
"Fine, just show me how you did that." Bertrand said not convinced.
"I cant, I don't know how to do it." I said sighing. It was silent for a minute.
"That makes sense, considering you have been living with that rat of a woman." Vlad said.
"And you have only been a vampire for a year and a bit." Bertrand said.
"Why don't you train her?" I laughed,
"Sure I'm fine with that, as long as you don't mind your tutor to be reduced to a pile of ashes." I said sarcastically. Bertrand hissed at me showing his fangs. "You really think they scare me? I've been living with the hairiest werewolf known to existence. Do. Your. Worst." I smirked.
"I will." he muttered.
"Bring it on." I said. I must have sounded like Ingrid.
"I'll take that as a yes then." Vlad said walking out of the training room.
"So, 'Bertrand', what shall we start with?" I said looking round the room. He gave me the death glare and I smiled sarcastically.
"If you think i'm going to treat you fairly because you're a girl, then you've got another thing coming." he said looking me in the eye.
"Good because I dont fight like a girl." I smirked and stepped back.
"Ladies first." he said smirking.
"Such a gentleman." I said sarky. I threw a punch at him but he grabbed my fist and pushed it down. I smirked. He came into personal space and picked me up by the scruff of the neck and through me onto the wall. I hit my head and back. It did hurt but I wasn't going to let him know that, was I? I slid down the wall and onto the floor. He sneered and walked over to me. He crouched down and lifted my chin with his index finger. He smirked. I smirked inside and kicked him in the balls. He rolled backwards onto his back and groaned in pain. I got up and grabbed his collar. I pulled him to his feet and looked him coldly in the eye. I could see the pain in his eyes. "I'm stronger than Vlad." I said dropping him. He fell to his knees with a bang. I sneered at him. If he thinks he can mess with a Dracula, then he has another thing coming. He got up slowly and stepped back.
"Of course this is an unfair advantage. I mean i'm a male, you're just a puny little female." he said giving me a piercing glare with those bright blue eyes of his. I was getting angry, if there was one thing that made me absolutely crazy was sexism. I could see that he knew I was getting angry. "And the count just see's you as he sees Ingrid, useless, worthless..." he trailed off. That was enough. I was in so much rage my hands was blue in flames. The look on Bertrand's face was hilarious. He was scared straight, and so he should. He insulted me and he was going to pay.
"You are so gonna regret that." I said sternly. He stepped back until he reached the wall. I felt something touch my leg. I turned around and it was Wolfie. He looked up at my face, I felt sorry for him, being a hy-breed. I calmed down for him and Bertrand walked over to me.
"Don't show your weakness." he said putting a hand on my shoulder and for some reason that made me calm down just that little bit more. I shrugged him off and crouched down to Wolfie. I smiled at him and he hugged me. He was one of the few things that made me happy. He was happy to see me and I was happy to see him.
"How are you?" I asked him releasing him from the hug and standing up. He smiled and said,
"Fine, hows mum?" I twitched at the mention of mum.
"Fine, she's fine" I said trying not to sound angry. He nodded and scurried off. I turned to Bertrand. "You tell anyone and I will feed you garlic snails." I said pushing him back. He smiled and walked over to the punching bag.
"Punch it." he said. I walked over to him and started to punch it. Hard. "Slow down." he said putting a hand on my shoulder. For some reason, he seemed to calm me down. He made me feel safe. I threw one, single, hard punch and the bag flew off the chain and hit the book case. My reaction was a simple smirk.
"I guess I don't know my own strength." I shrugged and went over to the book case and picked up a book. It read,
The art of shape shifting.
I looked up at him. "A shape shifter ay." he zoomed over and snatched it off me.
"That is confidential." he said looking into my eyes.
"Fine keep ya knickers on." I said picking up another one.
Bertrand De Fortunessa
"You have a diary?" I said in a mocking tone. He didn't snatch this one off of me.
"Open it." he said and started to tidy the stuff up.
"So you think Malik is the bad apple, do to speak?" I said closing the book and putting it into the fixed bookcase. He nodded. "I agree with you there. I mean he just left his mind wide open to read." I said sitting down on the chair.
"You read minds without using power?" he asked coming over to me.
"Yeah, always have done, even before I was 16." I said shrugging it off. He thought for a minute.
"How long have you known about your siblings?"
"Mum told me when I was 12."
"How long have you been able to read minds?"
"About 6 maybe 7 years." it was silent. "I'ts nothing to worry about is it?" he shook his head violently.
"Oh no, I was just thinking about something." I smiled
"I know."
"You just read my mind didn't you?" I nodded. "I think you and Vlad have a... twinstinct, if that makes sense." I nodded. I sighed and said,
"So Bertie-"
"Bertrand." he groaned.
"yeah whatever, anyway, tell me about this place."
"well, I came here to open the predictive enpaver-"
"The what now?"
"I'ts a book that was meant to hold great power, but instead, a power mad maniac previous chosen one came out and made a fool out of Vlad." I smiled." then Vlad introduced the re-vamp course and that's when Malik came in. Vlad despises him in every way possible, and I have a sneaking suspicion that he hasn't told us the whole story."
"You got that right." he carried on but my mind and eyes drifted to the corner of the room where an invisible thing hovering there was watching us. I quickly put my hand over his mouth clamping it shut.
Shut the hell up, something is in here! I mentally yelled at him. He shut up and frowned.
"Lets go upstairs," I said glaring at him.
"Yeah, lets go." he said confused. We got up and walked out of the room. I glanced over to the spot where I had saw that thing and it was gone. Okay I have to admit it, at this point I was a little scared and I think Bertrand picked up on that. "Are you ok?" he asked. Just as he said that I felt a wave of dizziness and nausea wash over me. I grabbed him for support as I fell to the ground. As I did I saw it watching me?
"Its... behind you." I said with my last ounce of energy. He ignored me and grabbed me and carried me bridal style into the drawing room. That is when I passed out.
I woke up in a coffin with a pounding headache. I groaned and in less than a second Vlad and Bertrand was towering over me. I tried to sit up but my head pounded and I leaned back again.
"Are you ok?" Vlad asked.
"Do I look ok?!" I snapped and he looked hurt. I sighed and said, "sorry, i'm just in pain." I said.
"I know you are, I can feel It." he said. I frowned.
"You two have a mental and physical connection. If one of you is in pain then the other one is." Bertrand said. I nodded and tried to sit up again. I was fine. "That is a good thing and a bad thing, it can be used against you." I nodded and tried to stand up. I was dizzy and nearly fell over, but both of them caught me.
"Why did I pass out?" I asked standing back up again.
"We don't know." Vlad said holding me up. I looked at Bertrand who was thinking.
"What was behind me when you passed out?" Bertrand asked sitting me down on the chair with help from Vlad. I thought back to when it happened.
"I dont know, but it was like a ripple in the air, like a person, but they were invisible." I tried to explain what I had seen. He nodded and went into deep thought. I tried to stand up again and this time I was less dizzy but not dizzy free. I sat down again and turned to Vlad.
"I guess we gonna be more than just twins then." I said and he smiled. He was thinking about someone called Erin. "Erin?" he snapped his head up and said,
"How did you know?" he asked.
"She has a rare ability that makes her able to read minds without using a drop of energy, and being around her twin has made her and you stronger mentally and physically." Bertrand said coming over to me and carried on. "The connection between you two is the strongest i've seen. And now you're close to each other, i'ts even stronger if that's possible." he said pinching my arm.
"Oww!" me and Vlad said at the same time. I punched him in the arm and smiled.
"You asked for it." I said.
"Did I say punch me in the arm?" he said and I punched him again.
"Yeah, you did." I smiled and he smiled back. Life here was gonna be great.
Later on dad forced me to teach the scraps with Bertrand. I hated him to the bones and that wasn't going to change.
I sat down on the chair in the class and waited for the scraps to come in. Bertrand waited until they were all sitting down and looking at him. Malik waved at me and I smiled back.
"Today we are learning about the dangers of drinking blood from young teenagers." there was groans from almost everyone. I smiled at them, just thankful I wasn't on the streets. Bertrand turned to me and asked me to take over. I stood up and scanned the room for people that wasn't listening. Malik. I walked over to his desk and slammed my fist down on his desk and he snapped out of it. The rest of them hissed at me and I hissed back ten times louder.
"How are we doing darling brother." I said sarcastically. The face on the others was hysterical.
"Brother?" the one next to him said.
"yes, she is my little sister." Malik hissed at him.
"Anyway i'm going to tell you about the history of vampires." They groaned again. "Oh shut up. A history lesson is better than living with a... werewolf." I shuttered at the use of werewolf. I'm not being horrible to Wolfie. He cuckled. I started to talk about the early vampires and how only few are still alive.
After a while Vlad came in with the blood trolly. They went to rush over to the trolly but I stopped them using my power. Bertrand and Vlad looked surprised that I could do this and so was I.
"Ok slowly you can have your blood. Slowly." I said releasing them. They listened in fear I would do it again. I walked over to Vlad who had blood on his breath. "I wont tell anyone." I whispered to him and smiled.
He looked at my with those sad eye's and wondered how he could be my twin. I was the total opposite of him. He was soft and caring and I was violent and evil, much like Ingrid. I am most like her. silent but deadly.
"Thanks." he said simply.
"Although I would recommend brushing your fangs." I said walking out of the room and up into the quarters. I was walking down the hallway when I heard Malik talking to himself. Just like in Bertrand's notes. I stopped and placed my ear against the wall.
"Bertrand is onto us and the girl can see me. She has great power, more than me, but she is a threat. She may seem against the count, but in her stone, cold, dead, evil heart, she does love him, and even the hy-breed." Someone said to Malik. By now I would of ran in there and kick his sorry ass, but I was snooping and was getting information.
Bertrand get here now. I mentally called him. Within seconds he was here next to me. He was going to speek but I covered his mouth. Listen. He nodded and put his head against the wall. I did the same.
"We need to get rid of Bertrand and Vanessa. Now you have wormed your way into the house, you can use this as an advantage."
"And how am I going to do that, mother?" he asked.
"mother?" me and Bertrand mouthed.
"Were being watched." she said and we immediately disappeared to the drawing room where miss Macaulay and dad was talking. Luckily we were behind her and we went to the training room where Vlad was punching the punching bag.
"Don't do what I did, whatever you do." I said walking over to him. "Bertrand would you like to repeat what we have just heard?" I said sitting down on the chair. Vlad frowned.
"We heard Malik talking to his mother, who is planning on getting rid of me and Vanessa." he explained. Vlad didn't believe us.
"And why should I believe you?" he said looking into my eyes.
"She's your twin and I thought you trusted me." Bertrand said sounding hurt. And for some reason, this hurt me.
"Well you did try and dust my sister, lock my girlfriend on the balcony and make me look like an idiot in front of every body." he said. I had to ask.
"What did you do?" this sounded interesting.
"He made me release this deranged previous chosen one." Vlad said looking over my shoulder. I turned to where he was looking. It was here. I tapped Bertrand on the shoulder and he turned to where we all looking.
"Do you see it?" I asked them.
"Yep." Vlad said worried.
"see what?" Bertrand said confused.
"That thing over there." I said pointing at... it.
"I cant see anything." he said squinting his eyes.
"You know that shape shifter you wrote in your d- book?" I said not taking my eye off of it.
"Yes."
"that's it there." Vlad finished for me pointing at it.
"How can you see it?" Bertrand asked not moving.
"I'm not sure, how are you seeing it V?" he asked.
"I don't know, Bertrand do you have anything on this?"
"No, I don't, maybe we should go." he said taking a step back.
"Yeah, lets." I said and we all went our separate ways. I went to my room and started to unpack everything. I still had to get the rest of my clothes from mum's, but this will do for now. Someone came into my room. They didn't speak but I knew they were there. I carried on unpacking my stuff and listened to them slowly walk into my room. Slow quiet footsteps coming behind me. Just at the last minute I turned around and it was Vlad. I was relieved at first, but he wouldn't sneak in, he would knock and wait for a reply. Something was wrong.
"What do you want?" I said annoyed
"What do you know about Bertrand?" I frowned. Shouldn't he know this?
"What do you mean?"
"His weakness's his strengths... Him all together."
"I've been here for less than a day and you think I know someone just like that." I said clicking my fingers. "I'm going." I said before walking downstairs. I was concerned for his and Bertrand's safety more then mine for some reason. I walked into the training room where dad, Vlad, Malik, Ingrid and Bertrand was talking quietly about something. Then I heard my name mentioned.
"Shh, she's coming." Vlad whispered.
"Talking about me are we? well come on then do tell." I said folding my arms. Vlad sighed.
"Dad thinks you're the shape shifter." he muttered.
"And how exactly does that work out. I've been here for less then a day-"
"Actually, you've been here for a week, you were unconscious for a while." Bertrand said looking into my eyes with his blue ones. I felt different around him, for some reason. I'd never felt like this about anyone before, so why him?
"What! how bad was I?!" I yelled at him. "How did I faint?!"
"Bertrand thinks it was the shape shifter." Vlad whispered looking at the ground.
"So you don't think I'm the shape shifter?" I asked looking calmly into his eyes. He shook his head.
"No, it cant be you, We've had trouble with it before you came here, so how can it be you?" he said locking eye contact.
"She could of been here before, spying on us." dad said. I snapped my head at him and hissed at him.
"You are one vile, sick, garlic eating, sun loving man." I said coldly.
"What have I done to you."
"Stupid question." me and Ingrid said at the same time.
"You sent me to live with a werewolf for my entire life." I said coldly.
"You treated me like the back end of a slayer." Ingrid said more coldly than me.
"You hid the fact that they had a sister."
"And you have the cheek to ask 'what have I done wrong?'"
"Well it is dad." Vlad said.
"So, I bet even a breather would treat his family better then him." I said
"THAT IS IT!" dad yelled at us (me and Ingrid.)
"What ya gonna do, throw a fire ball at me? You will get dusted for killing a vampire. Not to mention both of your sons will disown you." I said looking coldly into his eyes. Hate ran through his. At that moment in time, my stomach desided that it would make me throw up. I did all over dad's shoe's and then fell backwards into Bertrand's arms.