Red blood and red butts. Chapter two.
" Well, Look what we have here.. A little spank happy vampire is it?" Said the lead were-dog. He was a coca brown colored, with a huge red collar with a yellowish bell on it. His claws were black, and he had light yellow eye color. He had a deep voice, much like a leader would have
" Vhut up."
" With a accent! A stupid one to that matter." Said the creamy colored wolf, with a purple dyed hair on her. She had one red eye with one light blue eye. She had the ripped remains of socks on her feet, black with orange stripes.
" Vnough with my accent!"
" Shut it you stupid vampire! The girl's right, you have a horrible accent! I want to kill you right now, when you speak!" Said the light grey one. He had yellow colored tips at his tail and ears. He had poor teeth, most of them rotten and yellow.
Count Spankulot's tempter went crazy high. He already was pissed off at the weredog's trying to hurt him…. But when somebody make's fun of his accent, he gets pissed. He jumped into the air and tried to bite one of the dog's face. But he was faster, and kicked him off. Count spankulot kicked the girl's jaw, and punched the other boy's eye. The lead wolf bit his arm, and barked. He returned by grabbing the female's tail and whacked her to a tree. Then he grabbed the males snout and bit his neck, draining some blood out. Wiping his teeth, the lead male pounced on him. He couldn't move at all. The entire wolf's kicked him, punched him, and bit him until they were bored. After that, they quickly ran away. Now he could move, and he weakly got up and ran as fast as he could.
All of a sudden, Count spankulot woke up from his deep nap. He gasped for air, very scared.
" Just a vightmare…" He whispered.
Then the door slammed open. Count spankulot screamed, and hid under the blankets.
" Ah yes, your awake."
He said nothing, scared to move at ALL.
" It's okay vampire, I'm not evil. I'm Igor."
He lifted his head, and saw a little man staring at him. He still didn't say anything.
" Silent, eh? No problem, I think my master likes the quiet types."
He blushed at that comment, and he got up.
He saw there was a nearby mirror so he looked at himself. He was no longer wearing his usual clothes of light black. He was now wearing a hospital like gown, and his boots were gone as well. His Skin was still a bit lighter then usual, but he was fine with that. He opened the door, and he started opening it.
" No Friend! You are too weak!"
He did thought about his legs, they felt a bit wiggly. So he walked back to bed, And he went back to his dream world.