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Vlad sat alone on one of the many Gothic themed chairs that are proudly placed around the Dining Area. He read the latest 'Vampiric Times' where headlines such as 'World's Greatest Biter' and 'New Blood Stocks' grace every page. One page however caught his eye in particular...
"Peaceful Co-Existence Too End In Coming Weeks". Vlad felt a bolt of electricity fly through his spine as he sat up straight. He continued reading the article as he felt anger and betrayal build up inside him.
"…After it was decided between the High Council of Vampires and the Head of the Slayers Guild, the Peaceful Co-Existence deal is to finally end in the coming weeks after just over four years of restrictions on Biting. Vladimir Dracula, the original creator of the deal is yet to comment on the recent decision".
Vlad threw the newspaper onto the Dining Table and stormed out of the Living Room to find his father, Count Dracula. Vlad hurled open the door to the Count's Chamber.
"Have you got anything to do with this?"
"If you are referring to Renfield's injury… then yes" The Count laughed.
"The High Council and the Slayers Guild have apparently made a decision to end the co-existence deal"
"Really…?" The Count arose from his coffin and stood directly in front of Vlad.
"It's about time". He laughed again and rushed out of the room. Vlad felt the anger rising inside him again; he walked out of the Count's room and slammed the door. He stormed down the dark corridor towards his room before bumping into an ever cheerful Ingrid.
"Trouble with the Peace Treaty?"
Vlad stopped dead in his tracks and turned around.
"And how would you know?"
"Oh grow up Vlad; it's all over the newspapers. Every Vampire in the world knows that this is coming to an end and how much you have failed them". Ingrid smirked and looked directly into the darkness of Vlad's Eyes.
"Nobody wanted this co-existence deal to fail more than you and Dad. Did you have anything to do with this?"
"As much as I'd have liked to, no I didn't have anything to do with it".
Vlad stormed off again in the direction of his room. He entered his room and slammed the door behind him causing some of his candles which lit the place up to go out. He tore off his trademark leather jacket and threw it straight onto his sofa. He walked over to his dresser and picked up the picture of him and Erin before sitting down. He stared at it as that familiar burning feeling returned to the bottom of his stomach.
"VLADIMIR!" He heard as his father beckoned him from down the hall. Vlad sat still, looking at the picture of Erin and him.
"VLADIMIR DRACULA!" his father called again. Vlad put the picture of the duo onto his dresser and rushed to the dining room.
"What now?"
"One of your little…groupies is here to see you"
"Well tell them to wait" Vlad started to walk out as Ingrid spoke up
"I don't think you'll want to miss this one". Vlad turned around and stared at her
"Where are they?"
"Courtyard" Ingrid replied. Vlad turned around towards the door and rushed out into the Courtyard. He stood directly in the middle, but couldn't see anyone. He looked around and heard a small voice
"Vlad…?" Vlad turned directly towards the voice as the figure walked out of the shadows, Erin walked towards him badly hurt.
