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Vlad's journal

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CH2

It has been tens years since...well..I died and became this thing...I could call myself strigori but its sounds..well not dignified...I have come to terms with this and my travels have opened my eyes to new horizons...I learned to control wolves and bats..even some weak-willed people...I was once a prince..a ruler..now a pauper...I have made others like me but they were weak...foolish and short-lived...I used them for experiments to test their limits...they all died during the day..burning to ash..while I became weaker...but could move around...

I soon left wallachian borders behind...traveling north into ukraine...staying a few months in Halych but left and headed north into Kiev...in 1486 i found myself on the battlefield fighting against Ivan III of moscow...feeding..killing but won no glory...I traveled further to Rus lands encountered..mongols and tatars..finally settling in Moskva...

*1490*

Vlad rode along a dirt road outside moskva on his horse and came to neglected path and followed it to a small home. Several servants were tending to the house when he approached, "welcome home..master" one greeted, taking his horse. Vlad nodded to the man and walked inside and below to his make shift pine box bed. Vlad slipped off his boots, his overcoat and climbed inside, not before pulling an envelope from his coat, "hmm...his blood was not decent but this invite is worth it...in one month's time...i will hunt in high society" he smirked. Vlad continued to sleep the day away and finally rose that night to feed. A month passed and vlad arrived at the estate on the invitation, "may i see you invitation..mr" a guard asked. Vlad flicked his ponytail, "Vladimir...Vladimir Draco" he states and the guards looks him over. Vlad wore black trousers and boots with a white shirt, a silver vest with a cream coat, "go on in" the guard states. Vlad was led to elegant dining hall with numerous nobles laughing and conversing. Vlad carefully let his senses waft around the room and stayed on the edges of the room watching and listening, "hmm...not much sport" he thought, taking a glass of clear liquor. Vlad sipped the drink but quickly drank the entire glass, "sir..what is this drink" he asked. The servant poured him another glass, "bread wine sir" he states and vlad grins, "very good" he replies. Vlad continues to mingle turning the heads of several women but none suited his palette. Vlad then noticed several men crowding a long sofa and when he got a better view. Vlad saw a bored young woman surrounded by noblemen, her long darkish blond-green hair covering her generous bust. She wore an elegant white and gold trimmed gown and arm length white gloves to compliment her beautiful oval-shaped face and full lips with green eyes. Vlad continued to watch the girl and their eyes finally met, noticing the red in her cheeks. Vlad carefully approached the young lady, all the men looked at him in digust. However the girl extended her hand, "Good evening Sir" she greeted and vlad placed a soft kiss on her hand, "Good Evening...I...Am...Vladimir...Draco" he greets.

The musicians started to play as vlad placed his left over his heart and extended his right hand, "Care to Dance" he asked and she took his hand, "Yes...Mr Draco...I am...Candice" she states. Vlad softly smiles, "Can..diii..ccce" he purred, leading her around the room. The dancing eventually lead them outside, "you seemed distracted...almost bored" vlad asked and candice scoffed, "yes...i dream of more...not marrying some noble...bearing children...i seek adventure" she states. Vlad softly grinned, "this girl is indeed beautiful...it been so long since..i had someone at my side" he thought. Vlad leaned in closer to candice, "i can you give adventure" he purred, softly kissing her lips. Candice was blown away by his touch and vlad felt her body become hot, "allow me to escort you home" he whispers and she nods in a daze. Candice led him to her carriage and to her home where her parents lived, "only your mother and father" he asked and she nodded, "a priest as well..some foreigner from romania" she replies. Candice doesn't notice the shadow over vlad's eyes, "a priest from my homeland..interesting" he thought. The carriage stopped the doors of a modest mansion and they arm in arm walked inside, then quickly to her bedchambers. Vlad could tell candice was not a virgin but to him it did not matter, "vlad...can you truly give me adventure" she asked, longing. Vlad walked up behind her, "Undress and i will" he purred into her warm neck. Candice turned to him with a seductive smile and slowly undressed, letting her gown fall to the floor. Vlad circled around like a wolf but noticed her legs rubbing togther and grinned wide, "i can smell her arousal" he thought.

Candice shivered in his cold embrace and cold kisses on her warm skin as he lifted her up and onto her bed. Vlad soon slipped his hand between her legs and toyed with her already wet inner lips, "So lewd...but desireable" he purred, slipping two finger inside her. Candice softly moaned in his mouth as his tongue did battle with hers and his fingers thrusted in and out of her wet core. Vlad soon brought her to climax as her inner walls clutched his fingers and her wet lips leaked fluid. Vlad lifted the fingers to his mouth and licked them clean, noticing the half lidded expression on candice's face and her panting. Vlad locked eyes with candice as his fangs elongated and her eyes widen in fear, before he bit into her neck. Candice raggedly screamed and tried to fight vlad off but her movement slowed and a wave of pleasure overcame her. Vlad unlatched as blood dripped onto candice's cheeks, "Now..if you truly seek adventure...Drink" he purred, cutting his wrist with his fang. Candice through half-opened eyes, opened her mouth and soon suckled his wrist, before she stopped moving. Before long candice started convolsing and vlad grinned but heard noises. Vlad shifted into a small bat and flew into the shadow of the ceiling. The door thrusted open as servant entered followed by an older woman, "Candice" the older woman shouted, rushing to the bed. Candice slowly opened her eyes and saw the woman, "Mama..." she whispered but soon with feral hiss, attacked her mother. The servant screamed and turned to run away but vlad stopped her and snapped her neck. Vlad watched with smirk on his face as candice feasted on her mother, "This way" several voices shouted. Vlad turned just as several men entered and he couldn't help but laugh as the priest he wanted to see was here, "We meet again..Father Haschwalth" he states.

Jugram held up a black cross that vlad recognized, "Unholy demon..Begone" he shouted and vlad growled, his eyes gold and his teeth protruding from his mouth. Candice rose from her mother and suddenly screamed in agony, dropping to the floor. Vlad quickly grabbed candice and dove through the window into the night. Jugram rushed to the window as mist filled the courtyard, "Finally you show yourself..Vlad Dracul" he thought. Jugram turned his attention to the woman laying dead on the floor as her husband walked in followed by the granz siblings. The man dropped to his wife as ylfordt said a prayer, "sir your wife is dead and your daughter taken...a demon has stolen their souls...we must preform rights" szayel states, reaching in her bag for a silver stake. Jugram took the stake and knelt before the woman, driving the stake in her chest. The woman lurched up with feral snarl but soon slumped over, "what was that" the husband asked. Jugram stood and said a prayer, "he is a nosferatu...a blood drinker...he has cursed your daughter...my brethen and i will find her and save her immortal soul" he states. Jugram leaves the home and stands before his comrades, "have you located his lair" he asked and a man nodded, "yes..a small house near moskva..its guarded by his human servants" he relays. Meanwhile vlad and candice arrive back at his home, "who were those men...they called you demon" she asked. Vlad led her down to his crypt where he had two pine coffins stashed, "my is name not vladimir draco but vlad dracul...born 1431...murdered..1476...however..i rose from my death..with the night under my command" he states. Candice gasps but soon realizes that she too would live on beyond death and she grinned wickedly, "i am yours..master" she purred. Vlad took the half-naked girl in arms and repeatedly consummated their new union. However this union would be short-lived and his enemies were closing in.

Jugram and his comrades soon found the home and quickly dispatched the human servants as the sun shined in the sky. Carefully and surely they entered with swords, axes and crossbows as they spread through the home. Yylfordt found the entrance to the crypt and leads jugram with several others down while szayel remained on lookout. Jugram and Yylfordt found the pine boxes and carefully opened both to find candice and vlad asleep, with a silent nod both drove their stakes home. Candice screamed in agony, however vlad caught yylfordt's hand as his gold eyes opened. Vlad grinned wickedly throwing yylfordt back, "smart but foolish...father..." he states but his next words were lost. As an arrow with through his throat and vlad made a quickly run for the stairs. The men gave chase but vlad was ready as he grabbed a black claymore and killed two men. Szayel heard the commotion as vlad emerged from the cellar and their eyes met, "how can such a handsome man be a demon" she thought. Vlad quickly grabbed the nun and used her as a shield as the other made it to him, "what will you do now" vlad grinned, biting down on her neck. Yylfordt and jugram glare at vlad but see the resolve on szayel's face as she accepted fate, in a quick move she revealed a long knife from her sleeve and drove through her into vlad. Vlad grunted in pain from the blessed blade and escaped into the sun. Yylfordt caught his sister as she fell and as jugram gave chase after vlad, "do not grieve for me...i will go to heaven and see mother and father" she whispers, before drawing her last breath.

Candice...so young longing for adventure...however i need someone who can defend herself in battle...sadly her time in the night was short.

Haschwalth...a man with a tenacious will...following me since my rebirth...honoring that fool...Juhabach...i soon came to respect him and his sternritters...they chased me for years...through russia into the tundra but he made one critical error.

*1507*

The door of an inn opens as a figure drapped in black enters and takes a seat at a table, "bread wine" he stated. The barmaid brought a bottle of clear liquor and a glass, "here you are" she states and the man removes his hood to reveal steel-blue eyes. Several men noticed his eyes and two left, "are you new stranger" a voiced asked. The man looked up to see a woman with light reddish hair and eyepatch over her right eye and a revealing light green dress, "I'm Zabimaru...you are" she asked and he grinned, "Vlad" he replies. Zabimaru took vlad's hand and led him upstairs, not before discreetly nodding to a man. Zabimaru opened a bedroom door and led vlad inside, "lie down...and undress" she states. Vlad places his sword next to the bed and takes off his shirt as zabimaru undresses, revealing her shapely full figure. Vlad grins as zabimaru straddles him, licking his chest and up his body to his waiting lips. Vlad grabs the back of her head and savagely kiss her lips, "you were not careful...foolish wench" he purred. Zabimaru gasped and tried to move but vlad had a firm grip in her head, "they must have told..what i am" he purred, his fangs elongating. Zabimaru screamed as vlad tore into her neck as the door thrusted open but vlad threw zabimaru's lifeless body aside and slew the men, before jumping out the window. Several rushed outside but vlad has galloped off, "Inform the others..dracula is escaping" he shouted.

Vlad rode through the frozen tundra of russia as a group of men chased him, looking back vlad saw the charging figures of jugram and yylfordt. Vlad quickly turned and drew his sword, letting out a mighty howl. Yylfordt gasped wide-eyed seeing this display, "is this the true face of dracula" he thought. Several of the overzealous men charged and were made short work of as vlad cut them down. Jugram fired from his crossbow but vlad deflected as the sun started to set, "Father Jugram..we must retreat!" yylfordt shouted. Jugram ignored yylfordt and continued his pursuit into a veritable icy wasteland, "should we follow" one asked and yylfordt shook his head, "dracul commands the night...we must pray for father jugram that he kills him" he states. Jugram and several men reach an icy covered forest and slowly venture inside, only the sounds of the horseshoes hitting snow was heard. Jugram looked around and suddenly numerous gold eyes appeared among the trees, "Ready yourselves" he shouted, as a number of wolves attacked. Jugram drew his sword and sliced the head of one wolf as his comrades were dying around him. A cold mist started to roll in as the wolves ran, "Stand firm" jugram shouted but it was in vain as his comrades were killed one by one. Jugram noticed the wolves did not attack him at all, "Now do you see your folly..priest...during the day...you had the power but now you are in my realm" a voice mocked. Jugram looked through the mist, when a burning erupted on his leg and looked to see blood running down it. Jugram held himself firm as another pain erupted and he dropped to one knee, "you have wasted you life...thirty years...Thirty years you've chased me...for what...God?!..Ha" vlad mocked.

The mist soon lifted as vlad knelt before jugram and lifted him off the ground by his collar, "God will protect us...you are cursed...dracul" he gritted. Vlad chuckled menacingly as he opened his mouth but suddenly jugram grabs his cross and jams it into vlad's right eye. Vlad roars and drops jugram as he staggers, spurting blood but vlad lunges to pin jugram to the ground, "Foolish Priest...you can not Kill me" he roared but jugram manged to slammed the cross further into vlad's eye. Jugram staggered to his feet as his breathing was labored due to the freezing wind and grabbed his silver stake. Vlad growled as he pulled the cross from his face and the blood receeded and his eye reformed. Jugram struggled forward but suddenly gripped his chest, "hahah...now you feel it" vlad grinned and stood up, "the cold has you...your wounds" he added. Jugram dropped to one knee as vlad stalked forward, "No..i can not die..God give me strength" he thought and with one last gasp, plunged the stake into vlad's chest. Vlad gurgled wide-eyed as he staggered back and jugram fell forward, "god has given me the power to slay this demon" he thought, drawing his last breath. However vlad stood with the stake in his chest and a sadden look, "You are wrong Father Jugram Haschwalth...its not god or the devil keeping me here...its because neither one wants my Soul" he states.

Jugram...he should've listened to Yylfordt...his obsession with me costed him and his men their lives...however my respect him did not waver...In the end he froze to death believing he had slayed me but my war with the sternritter did not end with him.

I remained in russia...seeing the rise of ivan the terrible and even watching him beat to death his successor...Good Times...I left russia in 1547 after the great Fire and returned to familiar territories of moldavia and serbia...not my homeland..too many horrid memories...my son's murder...but knowing my grandson avenged him..did me well...I settled on the border of hungary and made the decision to sleep...doing so for several decades...I awoke in 1610...amassed wealth and built a modest mansion in the eastern hungarian part of the principality of transylvania...however i learned an interesting rumor about a countess of the Bathory family in hungary...a kill or bride perhaps.

*1614*

Vlad arrived at the village that stood in the shadow of Čachtice Castle where his interesting person was being immured. Vlad had his servants or gypsies as he called them place his coffin in ruined church near the castle. That night vlad flew to the castle and started to observe elizabeth bathory, "your beauty has long since faded...but i can see your former glory" he thought. Vlad watched elizabeth for several days and one winter night decided to make his offer to the fallen countess. Elizabeth sat at a desk writing in her journal, "four agonizing years..i have been here..my beauty has faded...servants whisper...unholy...vile..." she wrote. Vlad could see she had long greying black hair, her skin is blemished and no longer pure. Elizabeth closes her journal and places her quill pen on top, standing up she dusts off her faded nightgown and stares in a full length mirror but quickly turns away. Suddenly the window thrusts open with howling wind and snow, blowing out the lamp. Elizabeth rushes to close the window but does not notice the bat flying in, "what could have caused that" she thought. Elizabeth shivers and reaches to light the fireplace and warm herself, "Such a shame...one of your station reduced to this" a voice mused. Elizabeth looked and saw no one but when she went to light the lamp, a man sat staring. Vlad had his head rested on his hand wearing black breeches with calf length boots. A loose-fitting white linen shirt, black vest and black overcoat. A capotain or flat-topped hat on his head with long black hair framing his handsome face and haunting steel-blue eyes, "how did you get in here?" elizabeth hissed. Vlad chuckled airly, "i travel to and fro seeking whom i may devour" he smiles and elizabeth's ocean blue eyes narrow, "are you the devil" she questioned. Vlad suddenly stands but quickly appears behind her, "No...i am your savior...your reputation precedes you countess bathory...it has garnered my attention and drew me to you" he whispers. Vlad grabs her from behind and edges her in front of the mirror, "your beauty was once breathtaking...now you are a vile creature..a mocking visage of your former self" he stated, tapping the mirror. The mirror flickered and Elizabeth gasped seeing her former beauty, "my god...can you give me my beauty back" she asked.

Vlad laughed in his throat, moving her hair from her neck and softly kissing it, "Not God...I can give that and more..all you must do is say...Yes" he whispered. Elizabeth shivered at his cold touch and a wicked grin slowly formed, "Yes..set me free" she gasped in wanting. Vlad titled his head back as his eyes shifted from blue to gold and opened his mouth to reveal fangs. Elizabeth screams as vlad bites into her neck and struggles to free herself but his grip is inhuman. Vlad drops elizabeth to the floor as she grips her bleeding throat and unbuttons his left wrist cuff on his coat and rolled up his sleeve, slicing his wrist and lets a few drops of blood drip near her lips, "Drink" he purrs. Elizabeth eyes the blood and quickly grips the wrist to greedily drinks the flowing blood. Vlad hisses in delight and quickly pulls his hand away as elizabeth convulses on the floor, "she will make an excellent bride" he thought. Elizabeth writhed on the floor as her skin becomes pale and unblemished, her hair returns to a healthy black. Vlad watches with smirk on his face as elizabeth sits up and opens her eyes to reveal golden orbs, "i want more" she purrs, crawling towards him. The door suddenly opens as her man-servant enters, "Milady are you well" he asks but elizabeth lunges at him and bites him. The servant screams but it is in vain as the elizabeth stands, her mouth and cheeks covered in blood as she runs into the hall. Soon the halls fills with screams as Vlad strolls the hall finding body after body, "body...body..everywhere...not a drop to drink" he thought. Vlad follows the trail and finds elizabeth on top of her servant. Vlad sighs softly, "you truly live up to your name..milady" he states. Elizabeth stands covered in blood, "it seems...i will need to teach you to feed properly" he states, slipping off his overcoat and drapping it on her shoulders. Vlad lights a torch and sets the draps aflame as he leads her outside, knocking over lamps as they leave. The pair reach the outside as a carriage pulls up, "who are you" elizabeth asks and Vlad grins, "Vlad...Vlad Dracul" he grins climbing inside.

Vlad and elizabeth soon returned to his estate on the border, "so did how many did you kill" vlad asked with a grin. Elizabeth looked at him with her blue eyes glowing, "too many to count" she purred. Vlad picked elizabeth up like a bride and carried her to his bedroom as she nuzzled his neck. Vlad kicked open the door and slowly marched to the bed. Elizabeth dropped out of his arms and tore open his shirt but vlad was not out done by tearing open her bloodstained night-gown to expose her pristine body. Elizabeth jumped and wrapped legs around his waist and bit into his shoulder, "forward" he thought, edging them to the bed. Elizabeth lapped up the blood from his shoulder, moaning and mewing in delight as vlad purred. Vlad wasted no time biting her breast to draw blood and elizabeth moaned and clawed at his back. Vlad finally penetrated elizabeth with hard thrust and she howled in pleasure but by the time they finished, his white sheets were stained red and their bodies covered in bite marks. The next night vlad took elizabeth on her first hunt in a town near his secluded mansion. Vlad watched from the roof of a building in the form of a large black wolf. Elizabeth strolled through the town dressed in a white gown with long white sleeves and her black hair blew in the wind. Vlad rested his head on his paws, "she looks like an evil fairy" he joked and noticed a young man and woman talking near the town square. The woman suddenly slaps the man and storms off as elizabeth approaches and vlad notices her talking with him. Elizabeth entices the man to kiss her and he obliges but before long elizabeth tore into his throat, finally letting his body drop. Vlad lets out bark to alert elizabeth and she leaps atop the building, "did I do well..my prince" she cooes, rubbing his fur. Vlad wags his tail before returning to human form, wearing black trousers and boots with a white shirt, "you have a alot to learn" he states, taking her like bride. A pair of bat wings jutted from his back and together they flew into the night as a woman's scream fills the air.

Elizabeth was a woman who matched my bloodlust and sexual appetite...we left hungary in late 1615...traveling to austria...Styria...germany..even italy...i was fascinated by the italian people and culture..their blood..was unique between north and south...In 1625...we settled in france in the mountains near..Orleans and often traveled to paris.

Elizabeth loved hunting in high society...the nobilty in her would never die and gave us several incursions the with the sternritter...which i had learned..had spread throughout the world...i often scolded her on their threat but was ignored none the less.

*1630*

An elegant carriage arrived at luxurious french mansion tucked away in the northern edges of Orléans. The coachman opened and out stepped Vlad in black breeches and riding boots, a white dress shirt and cravat, with a black waist coat and tailcoat with a capotain. Vlad extended his white-gloved hand to the red gloved hand of his bride. Elizabeth wore a red satin dress the sleeves short and red arm length gloves. The dress was low-cut showing off her cleavage and alabaster skin, her long black hair braided with simple black ribbon around her neck. Vlad and Elizabeth entered the mansion arm in arm as they were announced, "Presenting Lord and Lady Blood" as the door opens. The guests clap as they enter and start to mingle among the rich and influential of Orléans despite the war. Vlad allowed elizabeth to roam the people for a suitable meal for herself, while he talked business with the husbands. Elizabeth throughly enjoyed herself having men flock to her, despite her marriage to vlad but she enjoyed attention. Elizabeth took a seat in a chair with her fan covering her face, then on cue several single men and some married approached with drinks. The men lavished their attention on elizabeth and she gobbled it up like greedy pig. Across the room vlad with a calculating eye, "I say Lord Blood your wife is remarkably beautiful" a man states. Vlad turned to his business acquaintance Chojiro Sasakibe, "you are indeed right" he replies. Chojiro wore a dark blue suit with his white hair in a ponytail and a monocle on his left eye, "she must have many gentlemen callers despite your marriage" he asks. Vlad sips his wine as elizabeth dances, "true but I have my mistress's to occupy me" he replies and the men share a laugh.

Elizabeth soon makes her way to vlad and sasakibe, "Care to dance my husband" she states and extends her hand. Vlad takes her hand with a curtsie, "I'd love to my dear" he replies and they glide to the dance floor. Vlad snaked his left arm around her waist and their held hands at the shoulder as the swayed around the floor amid other couples. Vlad and Elizabeth gazed in each others eyes as the danced, "you're not jealous my dark prince" she whispers. Vlad twirls elizabeth into a dip, "No at all my dear..our marriage is an open one" he replies. The dance ends amid applauses and the pair slip away unnoticed to a secluded balcony as the moon hung in the sky. Vlad pinned elizabeth to the wall and used his powers to hide their forms as he nuzzles her cheek. Elizabeth softly purred under his touch, "does anyone suit you tonight" he asked but she pouted, "None" she replied. Vlad slowly and deeply sunk his fangs into elizabeth neck, making the countess silently scream in pleasure. Vlad soon pulled away with a bloodly mouth and moved to kiss elizabeth, dripping blood on her cheek and smearing it on her face. The sound of footsteps caught their attention as a plump woman stepped on the balcony. The pair of vampires grinned as they pulled the woman into the darkness with a scream but when someone found her, she was dead from a pair wounds on both sides of her neck.

The years passed and I grew bored of things but Elizabeth tried to come up with new ways to keep me interested but it was in vain. I ultimately became to detest the Elizabeth's bloodlust and vanity. The amount of people she would hunt and kill weekly alone was ridiculous...but when she didn't even eat most of them but used their blood...the nectar of life...to bath in it.

I became so infuriated and offended but i hated to admit it may have be made a mistake in turning Elizabeth into a vampire and i couldn't bring himself to destroy her. Instead i chose to ignore her altogether, sometimes traveling alone to spain or italy.

Elizabeth however would have none of that and became clingy and attention seeking, to the point that it drove me insane. I started to beat her...torture her even...but stopped when realising that she enjoyed it. Elizabeth had began to view me as an almost God like figure...to worship and love. Any attention she got from me...tender or cruel...was cherished. By 1714 i had enough...i fled with only my sword and sack of gold...A part of me loved elizabeth but her obsession and vanity caused us to separate...i traveled to spain and heard stories about pirates in the caribbean...and my sense of adventure was rekindled...i stowed away on a ship going to Bahamas to namely Nassau.

*1715*

Vlad walked through the streets of Nassau whistling a tune by the moonlight, his claymore on his left and a flintlock pistol on his right. Vlad had been in nassau for several months and had yet to find a ship to board but fate would give him a nudge. The sound of shouting caught vlad's attention as he neared a bar and saw four burly soldiers surrounding a man with black hair, "come off it thatch...you bedded my woman" one hissed. Vlad watched the man thatch as he despite the number stood defiant, "try me you fuck nugget...if you properly fucked her..maybe she wouldn't come to me" he cackled. The man raised his hand but someone grabbed it, "can i join the fun" a voice quipped. The man turned to see vlad with his pistol pointed at the man's head but before a word was spoken. Vlad shot the man dead and drew his sword with a wicked grin, "Come on you fools...join him in death" he howled. However the men ran and vlad approached, "getting into trouble..eh edward" he grinned. Thatch cackled wildly and slapped vlad's back, "nothing I couldn't handle..drake" he states and points to a bar, "come on..i'll buy a drink" he adds. Vlad and edward stroll into the bar and take a seat in the back, "did you speak to ben hornigold" vlad asked and edward nodded, "aye...he'll take you on..wont be for some months" he replies. A waitress approached with two large glasses, "good enough" vlad states and raises his glass, "cheers..to wealth and fine women" he added, grabbing the girl by the waist and sat her on his lap. Vlad soon left edward passed out and left with the waitress. Vlad led the girl to an empty alley and softly kissed her lips, then grabbed wrist to softly drink from her but only a few gulps. Vlad left the passed out girl on a bench and strolled off, "good thing i dont need much" he thought.

A few months later both edward and vlad joined the crew of benjamin hornigold and by 1717 were both accomplished pirates. Thatch had his own sloop while vlad served on it as third in command behind quartermaster william howard but most of the men trusted him more. September of that year vlad met stede bonnet and thatch acquired his ship the Revenge and vlad served as quartermaster. Thatch and vlad ran a tight ship and won many battles and raided numerous ships. By December thatch had acquired a large ship called the queen anne's revenge rigged with over forty guns. In early 1718 vlad left thatch's company and commandeered a spanish frigate to free the prisoners, who made him their captain.

Vlad named his ship the Black Dawn for his penchant to attack at night and its unique black main sails but what no one knew, his entire fifty man crew were his servants. The Black Dawn sailed into the port of Nassau as vlad stood on the bowsprit. Vlad wore black trousers and boots with white linen shirt under a black with red trim buccaneer coat. Vlad had on a silver and black striped bandana around his head with a tricorn hat adorned with white feathers, on his waist two guns on each side and his sword with an eyepatch over his right eye. Vlad hopped off his ship as his crew docked, "i will return by night fall...resupply and the sell the sugar and rum we acquired from that french merchant ship" he states. Several of the men nodded as vlad strolls into town but he saw dozens of soldiers, "whats all this" he thought. Vlad headed to a familiar hangout of his fellow pirates vane and thatch, "Is that you drake?!" a voice shouted from the balcony. Vlad looked up to see a man with long black beard, wearing black trousers with a long brown coat and four guns straped to his chest. Vlad walked the steps, "thatch?...heh been awhile" he chuckled and thatch cackled, "aye..they call me blackbeard now" he states. Vlad and blackbeard start catch up, "you got the devil's luck drake..attacking at night...it almost like you can see in the black" blackbeard states. Vlad chuckled in his head, "maybe...tell me whats with the soldiers" he asked and blackbeard spat in the floor, "some king's pardon...nassau is finished...i'm leaving soon as i resupply..take my advice and so the same" he states. Blackbeard lights his pipe as vlad sips his wine, "i heard a rumor bout ya...namely someone looking for ya" he states. Vlad arches an eyebrow, "some privateer named buzzbee or Bazz-b...out of the leewards flying..british colors...passed through..bout a week ago...said he was looking for a pirate with really spooky blue eyes..one of the wenches mentioned your name...he also said God was on his side" he states. Vlad took notice of the god remark and he smirked, "sternritter..perhaps" he thought and leaned back, "did he say where he would be sailing" he asked. Blackbeard blew a puff of smoke, "somewhere near cuba...going after him" he states and vlad grins, "of course" he states.

That afternoon vlad sailed out of nassau for the last time, accompanying him was a barmaid named suzume who had seen buzzbee. Suzume turned to vlad as he sat on the steps next to the helm, her reddish-brown hair blowing in the wind and her black skirt as well, "i never been out to sea before..its amazing" she smiles. Vlad smiles as he stands and walks next to her, "how much did you tell this bazz-b about me" he asked. Suzume looked out on the ocean, "just that you have black sails and beautiful eyes" she states, with a blush. Vlad snaked his arms around her slender waist, "well then..i should interrogate you in my private chamber" he purred and lead her to his quarters. Meanwhile a british man-o-war was docked near an island, its sails were white with a light blue cross across the main sail. A man stood on the deck with his arms folded, his hair was as red as fire with silver earrings in his ears. The man wore black trousers and boots with a white vest. A long white coat was drapped on his shoulders with light blue trim, a pair flintlocks on his waist and black gloves on his hands. A man approached him and saluted, "Captain Bazz-b...we're almost resupplied...should we set sail" he asked. Bazz-b looked over the skies, "god will guide us...this demon we face will come...have the men ready at a moments notice" he orders. Bazz-b retires to his captain's quarters and picked up an old journal, "the creature you face..is vlad dracul...a demon from the deepest pits of hell...many of my brethern have fallen to him...but god is on our side...his justice will be rendered onto dracula and all his kin" he read. Bazz-b leaned back with a smirk, "time to take my place in history as the man who slew dracul" he thought. Meanwhile vlad sat up as suzume was laying next to him, drained of her life and opened the window to let the smell of the ocean enter. Vlad sighed softly, "another sternritter...curse you...Haschwalth..even now your teachings follow me" he growled.

A week passed as vlad searched for Bazz-b but no luck came, other than sinking and plundering several ships. Vlad lay in his cabin with suzume in his coffin under his bed, "vlad..can i come out now" she asked and vlad smirked, "its daylight unless ya wanna cook..stay in there" he replied. Vlad looked over his maps with a pipe in his mouth, when the door opened and his quartermaster entered, "what is it zommari" he asked. Zommari was a dark-skinned man with a bald head, wearing brown trousers with black boots, a gold vest and a light brown bandana, "we spotted a ship...a man-o-war...with strange sails" he states. Vlad followed zommari to the deck and grabs the spyglass, to see a ship with white sails and a blue cross on the main sail, "alert the men..prepare for battle...Hoist the colors" he orders. Vlad saw at least fifteen cannons on one side, "we have twenty guns...i may need use the weather" he thought. Meanwhile Bazz-b was preparing his knights for battle, "men we fight a demon with the power of the devil..god is with us and we shall prevail" he shouted. The men shouted in unison as crack of thunder was heard in the distance, "a storm huh" bazz-b states.

Black clouds filled the sky as both ships neared each other, "Captain the Guns and keep the powder dry" vlad shouted. Men on both ships scurried to ready themselves for battle, "Full sail...get along side" bazz-b shouted. The rain started to fall in droves as the ships were nearly side by side, "At the ready...Let Fly!" vlad shouted and bazz-b jump on the rail of his ship, "Fire!" he shouted. Both ships opened fire as cannon balls slammed into each ship, splintering wood and killing men. Vlad took the helm turning the wheel, "Keep firing..we need to sink em" he yelled, as the rain and lightning erupted from the sky. Men on both sides worked franticly to put out fires and both sides continued to fire as the ships drew closer. Vlad kept his attention on the helm when suzume emerged from the cabin, "Zommari..take the helm" he shouted. Vlad lept down but a cannon exploded and a piece of wood struck her chest and she dropped to the deck dead. Vlad growled as the winds picked up and the rain fell heavier, "Maelstrom!" bazz-b shouted.

A waterspout started to form a mile from them as the battle raged, "Captain..the lower deck is nearly filled...we wont last much longer" zommari shouted. Vlad turned the ship towards bazz-b's ship, "Then we ram them...Prepare for Broadside" he shouted. Bazz-b saw through vlad's plan, "Keep firing...do not let him ram us" he roared. The cannons continued to open fire but vlad stayed the course, his ship on its last legs but vlad was not dissuaded. Vlad looked to his crew which was nearly half gone, "Men...these men seek to kill your master...When we ram them...take no Prisoners" he shouted. Bazz-b grabbed a rifle when he saw the vlad's ship on a collision course and fired a single shot. Vlad hissed as the bullet struck his right eye but kept his hand on the helm as the ship slammed in each other, "Attack" he roared. The Black Dawn slowly started to sink as the fights intensified as vlad and his remaining men did battle. Vlad fired from his flintlock and used his claymore but his vision was impaired and steadily bleeding from the bullet in his head. Bazz-b stood on his deck gun in each hand, firing shot after shot but he finally layed eyes on vlad as he sliced two men in half. Bazz-b fired a shot which struck vlad in the left shoulder but he kept coming, "Come get me demon" he howled. Vlad charged with a wide swing but bazz-b parried, however zommari was behind vlad and fired a shot, grazing bazz-b. Bazz-b drove his blade in zommari as he threw his gun to vlad but vlad dropped to his knees in pain, "silver...my bullets are silver" bazz-b cackled. Bazz-b stood over vlad when explosions filled the air and a huge wave approached, "Rogue Wave" a man shouted and vlad used the shout to grab bazz-b and threw them below deck as the wave capsized the ship.

Vlad awoke with a start and found himself on shore, "its seems i am alive still" he hissed, still feeling the silver in his body. Vlad turned on his side and saw his arm still clutching his sword, sitting up vlad pulled a dagger from his boot to dig the bullets from his body. Vlad growled as he drove the dagger in his eye and fished out the bullet, blood running down his face like water. Next he dug the one out of his shoulder as a something growled behind him, looking back as a jaguar lunged at him but vlad sunk his fangs in the jungle cat. Vlad stood with wounds closed, "i need to feed..i may be here awhile" he thought, walking into the jungle.

Another sternritter defeated...my crew..suzume and my ship the cost...they were getting troublesome...i was marooned on an island of several months before a ship found me and took me to the carolinas...i learned my friend blackbeard had been killed and it angered me but now i knew my pirate days were truly over...i settled in carolina for several years and slowly moved north after the great awakening occured...i drifted around...virgina...deleware...slept from 1740 to 1760...

I settled finally in boston around 1770 after living in pennsylvania...these colonists were resourceful people and had many great ideas...as the years passed..i saw the unfair treatment by the britians and rumors of revolution where started to be murmured...In 1773 i participated in the boston tea party...it was quite fun to throw tea in the water...

By 1775...i had joined the local militia of boston and soon the continental army under george washington...the battlefield was the perfect place to feed and i used the night to drink my fill...i kept a low profile during my days in the army...these men like washington were visionaries and i felt a sense of pride fighting for this up and coming country...it harkened back to my days of freeing wallachia from turkish rule...i garned a respect for these men and was honored to fight alongside them.

July 4 1776...the day the united states was born...and the battles fierce but in the end we won and by 1783..the U.S. was indenpendent...i left the service in 1784 and traveled around but opted to settle in spanish controlled New orleans...a place reminscent of Orleans...and came to love the city.

I witnessed the great fires of 1788 and 1792 and decided to purchase a home outside the city and established a sugar plantation in 1795 and prospered well by 1800 and 1803 learned that the louisiana was now apart of the united states.

A fire claimed my home 1804 and I was forced to return to city limits and by 1812 found myself in war oncemore and fought in the battle of new Orleans in 1815 under andrew jackson...i left new orleans soon after taking refuge in south carolina..only to sleep oncemore.

I awoke in early 1830 and immediately decided to make my venture west, arriving in missouri in late 1830 at a rendezvous...i saw traders..indians...all sorts...i settled into the fur trade and traveled to and fro a few years..i let my beard grow and my hair...became a real mountain man.

In 1836 I traveled to the new republic of texas...found myself in another war and by 1839...left the service for the second time..after technically dying in a battle...

I continued to travel...finally landing at a another rendezvous in utah...saw the same but most of all...I saw her.

To be Continued

A/N...CHAPTER TWO IS FINI...SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER BUT NEXT CHAPTER PICKS UP HERE..BUT IF WILL BE TWO WEEKS FOR THE NEXT UPDATE...TILL THEN STAY FROSTY...

P.S...IF YOU'RE READING LOST IN THE NIGHT...THE LAST CHAPTER IS ABOUT 50% DONE...PEACE OUT