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Third Person POV
The next night started out with Dracula going feral and Mavis needing to pin him down. What made is worse was Johnny picking that moment to walk in, causing Dracula to become harder to hold. Vlad immediately kicked the human out of the room and locked the door. He then reluctantly wrapped the silver chains around his son. Dracula screamed in pain as the silver burned him, but the two other vampires just had to ignore it. After a while Dracula had passed out from the pain, add on the fact that the silver sucked his energy from him.
Mavis was terrified, she had never seen that side of her father before and she never wanted to see it again. Vlad sighed in relief when his son passed out, knowing he would be free from the pain for a little bit. He glanced at his grand-daughter and sighed.
"Mavis, maybe you shouldn't be in here anymore. Seeing your father like that is-
"No, I can stay in here. I can handle it." Mavis cut in, trying her hardest to sound brave.
But the truth is, she was absolutely scarred for life and her life is pretty damn long. She sat down in a chair so her grandfather wouldn't see her shaking legs. Vlad did notice, however, but he knew better than to question her. They both stayed there all night, watching over the beloved count before leaving to go to sleep.
Mavis wasn't too fond of not being able to see her father, but she decided to just leave her grandfather to watch him. She was currently bathing Dennis when Johnny came running into the room. She looked up, furrowing her eyebrows at his shocked expression.
"Everything okay?" she asked, concerned.
Johnny took a minute to catch his breath before answering. "Uh, who's that new vampire lady? She's scary!"
"Who?"
"She almost looks like your father, except she has light brown hair." he explained.
She got up and ran out, telling her husband to finish bathing their son. She made it to the infirmary just in time to run into the new vampire. The woman spun around, her eyes showing annoyance. Mavis shook her head and stood up before looking at the vampire.
"Who are you?" she asked.
The woman narrowed her eyes, "Thana and you are?" she retorted.
Mavis clenched her jaw to keep herself from growling at the rude monster. "Mavis Dracula." she spat.
The woman's eyes widened, "Oh...you're...my nephew's daughter." she stated.
Mavis nodded, "Yeah, so, what are you doing in my dad's hotel?"
Mavis could careless if this woman was her great aunt or whatever, she had no right to be so nasty towards her. After all, Mavis is technically the owner of the hotel now. If she wanted to, she could easily throw the woman out. All she had to do was call her uncle Frank and he would "escort" the vampire out.
Thana swallowed, feeling ashamed for being so rude towards her own family member. "I'm sorry for being so snippy, I'm in a rush. I heard your father is now feral?" she explained.
Mavis nodded, "Yeah, it's...scary."
Thana gave Mavis a look of pity before sighing, she turned towards the door and looked inside. They could hear Dracula's loud, animal like, snarls from outside the door. Thana glanced at the young vampire and smiled softly.
"He'll get better soon." she assured her.
"I hope so." Mavis whispered sadly.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Dracula snarled loudly.
Vlad glared at him, slowly losing his patience. "You will not tell me what to do! I am your father and if I want to stay then I will stay! You're the Prince and I'm the King!"
Thana sighed as she closed the door, giving both men a tired look. Vlad smiled at his sister, even though it was more forced than anything. Thana ignored him, however, and focused on the feral count. Dracula was struggling violently in the chains, causing them to burn him even more. She glanced at the spilled cup of blood substitute and sighed.
"Brother, you know he needs human blood. It's the only thing that can...control...this." she stated, motioning towards Dracula.
Vlad sighed, "I know, but there is a family of humans in the hotel. Not only them, but other humans as well. He'll be able to hear their heartbeats."
"I know, but if we can control his thirst, then it shouldn't be a struggle. I need him to calm down in order to figure out if it's actually the dark flu...or something worse." she explained.
He sighed and nodded, "Alright."
Thana quickly ordered a nurse to grab a large cup of human blood. The witch seemed frightened of the request, but obeyed it. Thana noticed Mavis still standing outside of the door and frowned.
"Mavis, darling, come in here!" she called.
Mavis snapped her head up and walked in, her eyes widening at the sight of her father. Dracula was about to bare his fangs at her too, but he seemed to recognize her. He blinked before snarling at the other two and the second nurse that was in there. Mavis was quick to notice this and gave her family members a confused look.
"He won't harm his own child." Thana explained.
Mavis nodded her understanding before taking a seat; at that moment the other nurse rushed in with the blood. Mavis frowned at the new scent, something within her stirred. Vlad noticed the sudden shift in Mavis' mood and gave Thana a warning glance. She glanced at the young vampire, but didn't do anything.
She thanked the nurse before walking up to her nephew. Dracula growled at her, but stopped once he saw the human blood. He tried to move to grab it, but the chains stopped him once again. Thana gently lifted his head and brought the cup to his lips. Dracula gulped down the blood, his eyes slowly returning to blue. Once he had managed to finish two glasses he laid there, whimpering in pain and looking around the room.
"Wha...what happened?" he mumbled.
Vlad swallowed, "You went feral."
The prince's eyes widened in horror as he looked at his daughter, "Did..." he trailed off.
Mavis smiled softly, "Yeah, dad, I saw. It's okay though."
"I'm so sorry, my little blood orange, I never wanted you to see...that side of me."
"Dad, really, it's fine. You're sick, it's not your fault." she soothed.
Dracula didn't believe her, but was too exhausted to say anything else. He laid back against the bed and closed his eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep. Mavis grabbed a napkin and wiped away the small trail of blood that slowly trickled from his mouth. He looked like the classic vampire from the old fashioned horror movies.
She chuckled at how those fake Draculas acted compared to her father. If only they knew that the real Dracula was an over protective, slightly controlling, count. She threw the napkin away and sighed.
"When will he get better?" she asked.
Vlad smiled softly at her, "In two days."
