Chapter 1
As James walked by a bakery he stopped there for a minute. Gosh it smelled so good. Freshly baked bread and the beautiful cakes looking delicious behind that glass. He sighted and walked further.
It was already 100 years ago when he had eaten a piece of bread. The old man who had adopted him was Count Dracula, he was killed by a man called Van Helsing. So James inherited everything: Castles, secret hide-outs, money and the name. James walked under a bridge where a woman was silently screaming. She looked scared and he saw a man ripping of her skirt. 'You smell so good' the man whispered. 'Let the lady go' The dark voice came from close and the man turned around. 'Who is there?' He screamed and pulled the woman against him with a knife against her throat. 'I am count Dracula, and you should run' the voice said again. The man cut the throat and ran for his life. But he was faster...much faster. James grabbed him and bit him. He sucked all the blood out of this murderous creature. After that he burned the body and walked to the woman who was still lying on her back on the ground. She smelled so good. It was not too much iron, so she must be from the downtown. He only wanted to take a little sip of her blood. When his lips reached her open wound on her throat he stopped. He shouldn't do it, she was already almost death, and the least he could do was kill or heal her. He bit his hand and pressed it against her lips.
Drink it. Drink it you fool woman. 'Drink' He whispered.
He felt the blood dripping in her mouth. The smell of her blood made him think of a sweet pie. She smelled so damn good. James pulled his hand back. Her body did not change that fast as his own did. Of course this was normal because he was bitten by the real Count Dracula and he only carried the name. The woman started to make strange movements and became slowly more handsome: Her blond hair curled up, her blue eyes became lighter, All of the filth on her body burned up, her skin color was already pale so there was no difference with now. Her breast were bigger now and she looked very sexy for a downtown woman. 'Good evening miss, my name is Count James Dracula' He helped her up and she looked confused. 'D-D-Dracula?' He nodded. 'What did you do to me? Did you change me? WHY DID YOU CHANGE ME?' She was screaming but he stayed calm. This was not the first time someone was that confused. 'What is your name, my child?' He was calm and confident she was just like the others. 'C-Cherry, why did you change me?' she asked with a peeping voice. James cleared his throat. 'I changed you because you were almost death' 'But I can't live like this! Every night drinking blood and kill people' He sighted, what a whiner. 'You will get used to it, now I give you a choice' 'What choice?' ' You come with me to my castle and I'll teach you whatever you have to know, or you go to the others, here in downtown' It would be though a big loss if she wouldn't come with him, she looked so attractive, he could really use someone in bed. He smiled. 'I- I want to go to the others. Damn, too bad. 'Okay follow me'
They walked deeper into the dirty down town where the woman and man took a step back or hide their children. 'Why is everybody so afraid?' 'Because I want them to be, so I won't get tempted to kill these innocent people' Cherry looked around her and saw the people she ones knew hiding in their houses. 'Look mum it's Cherry' A little girl pointed to the blonde woman but her mother pulled her away. 'It's not Cherry anymore, she is a monster now' A little tear dropped down of cherry face. Immediately it changed in a snowflake who flew to the little girl and melted in front of her.
'We are here' James opened the door and Cherry looked scared into the dark tunnel. Or it looked like a tunnel.
As she stepped in it, James started to feel guilty. The vampires there were more busy with lust and blood. But she choose for them so his should feed his cold heart again and walk away. First he heard her gasping, what let him know that she found the vampires. Then a high scream and after that he heard her falling on the ground: She fainted.
James walked away, it wasn't his problem anymore. He climbed against a while like a spider, until he was on the roof of the house. Another victim and still he would be lonely in his castle. Now he understood the count, now he could say he was lonely. He missed the real Count Dracula, but it became his task to be a better one then the one before him. And he would ,with his own rules, his own ideas.