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Chapter 2
Mavis flew through the halls, searching for her grandfather. She sighed in relief when she spotted him walking towards his room; before the Elder vampire could reach his door the small bat flew into him. He furrowed his eyebrows, ready to strike when Mavis turned back. He instantly relaxed and his eyes softened as he realized it was his grand-daughter.
"Grandpa, Vlad, we have an issue." she voiced, her eyes wide with concern.
Vlad burst through his son's bedroom door and ran over to him. He knelt beside him and gently felt his head, he frowned in worry. He picked Dracula up with the help of Mavis before dragging him to the infirmary. Mavis swallowed, wondering why they were taking him to the infirmary. Was he really that bad?
Once they finally reached the place the nurses instantly laid the count on the bed. Vlad and Mavis stepped back as they got to work, making sure he was hydrated and checking his vitals. Mavis couldn't take it anymore and allowed her concern and curiosity get the better of her.
"Why did we take him here?" she questioned her grandfather.
Vlad sighed, "Come, I'll explain."
They walked out to the quiet hallway and Vlad quickly got to explaining. "When a vampire is a baby up until they're eighty, their immune systems are very weak. They're vulnerable to multiple diseases, but the worse is the dark flu. The dark flu only effects vampires and it's permanently within them. Now, he won't get sick all the time, but he'll catch it whenever he's near someone who recently had it.
Has he been anywhere near vampire children?" he asked.
Mavis thought for a moment before nodding, "Some vampire camp."
Vlad's eyes widened, "That would do it, that's where he first got it."
"So, could I get it?"
"Yes, but you have a five percent chance. It's not genetic or anything." he explained.
Mavis nodded, "So, what happens?"
"He'll wake up feeling suddenly weak, like today. He'll then start coughing and then puking, then...comes the hard part."
"What?"
"He'll completely rely on vampire instinct."
Mavis' eyes widened, she remembered her father explaining that to her. When a vampire is seriously injured, weak, or so on they'll become more monster than "human". Which means her father is going to hiss, bite, and probably try to suck any human's blood. Horror filled her heart, Johnny lives here. His family is also staying for the weak, which makes it harder.
"Grandpa, uh, what are we going to do? Johnny is human and so is his family, he's going to..." she trailed off.
Vlad nodded, "We'll have to tie him down with silver chains."
"Isn't that going to hurt him?" she whispered.
Vlad sighed, "Yes, trust me, I don't like it either. He's my only child, my son. And you know vampires are very protective of their offspring, even when they're fully grown."
Mavis nodded, understanding what he meant. She glanced at the door leading to where her father was, her heart broke at the thought of causing him pain. She sighed before looking back at Vlad.
"Can I ask you another question?" she asked.
Vlad nodded, "Well, you just did, so I don't have a choice."
She chuckled a bit before turning serious again. "Why...why does my father hate you?"
He frowned and sighed once again, "After he got the dark flu he begged me to tie him up whenever he got it, but I wanted him to try human blood. I...I let him lose. He attacked a whole village and...killed thousands of innocent people. It was my fault, yet, I told him he should have controlled himself. I should have known that he couldn't, it wasn't his fault.
He then left, moving to wherever his mother brought him. He blamed himself for centuries, he wouldn't drink human blood and went back to blood substitute."
Mavis frowned, she understood why her father was angry at his father. His father purposely didn't help him so that he would attack those humans, then he blamed him. She sighed, feeling guilty again for snapping at her father when she came back. She remembered the hurt look on his face, what she did was wrong. She couldn't help it though, she was worried sick about her son and was angry that her father wouldn't accept that he's human.
Luckily, he's a vampire, but she still regretted what she said. Even if she did talk to him about it and he did forgive her, she knows that pain is still there. They both looked up as a nurse walked out, her eyes showing worry.
"King Vlad, the flu is progressing faster, he's already puking." she sounded.
Vlad blanched and ran into the room, frowning as he saw his son puking. Dracula almost fell over the side of the bed before Vlad caught him. Dracula looked up at his father and relaxed. Mavis watched as Vlad held his son, comforting him as he puked. She then walked up and rubbed his back, comforting him as well.
"We need to call my sister." Vlad spoke.
"Who?" Mavis questioned, glancing at him.
"My sister, Thana, she knows all about this flu. More than me or your father knows." he explained.
Mavis sighed as she looked at her father, he was now shaking as he laid there. "You'll be okay, daddy." she whispered.
Dracula's eyes fluttered open, he looked at them for a second before passing out again.
