Disclaimer: I own nothing of the original characters or specific lines from the movie. I however do own my own characters such as Roxana and whoever was not in the movie.

Lost

Everything was quiet as Roxana tried to comprehend what the man in front of her just said. It's impossible. They are just faerie tale stories. No matter how hard Roxana tried to convince herself otherwise, she realized everything made sense. She knew that the creature that captured her was not human, everything in the castle seemed too lavish and outdated from the modern era, and her brain was screaming unreasonably to run away from the man in front of her as her pendent grew brighter the closer he stepped.

Dracula stared at her for a moment. "Come now my pet, you must be hungry."

In response, Roxana's stomach started to growl and she silently cursed it. Dracula slowly made his way back to the table and pulled out a chair. Moving hesitantly, Roxana made her way over, unsure of whether she should accept the offer or make her way for the nearest exit. He smiled as she chose to sit down but not before staring at her neck. His gaze made her shiver, and it took restraint not to casually brush up against him as she took a seat. Roxana gently rubbed her neck and had almost forgotten about the burning sensation.

"You might want to place a cloth under that exquisite piece of jewelry."

Roxana looked shocked as Dracula sat at the other end of the table.

"And why is that sir?"

Dracula smiled lightly while sipping from a glass with amber liquid inside. "Unless you wish to constantly burn when you are around me, then that is your decision. Otherwise, it would be wise of you to place something underneath it."

Roxana almost dropped her jaw but regained composure. "I am not sure what you are talking about Count, if that really is who you are, but it does not burn. Also, I will not be staying long."

The Count put down his glass and stared straight at her making her heart skip and her skin tingle. "You will find that leaving is not an option my pet."

"And you will find that I cannot stay here. I have a father to look after as well as a new kitten. I am leaving. Thank you for dinner but I really must be going."

Roxana quickly stood up and made her way to the door. She never made it very far when Igor stood in her way.

"I would sit down if I were you", he said in his gravelly voice.

"No." She pushed the deformed man to the side and strode to the door. As she was about to reach the handle, a mewing noise stopped her in her tracks. She peered over her shoulder and watched a gray tabby make its way over to the handsome man still seated at the table.

"How did you get…?"

Dracula smiled up at her. ".. Your kitten? There is much you do not know and you are now boring me with these questions. You will not leave but please, by all means, go ahead and try to leave. It will give me something to look forward to. I would delight in a little chase. Igor, step aside."

Roxana looked to see if the man was playing some sort of trick, but he was not. Igor stepped to open the doors and moved out of the way. She gave one last look at her kitten that she had fallen in love with in such a short time but her own life was at risk. She had a father to warn and something inside of her was screaming to run. I'll come back for you Sylvia.

Roxana started off down the hallway that she had followed only a minute before. As she ran she was grateful for the unusually high slit in the dress she had chosen to wear because it opened enough for her stride to reach the maximum potential.

Even though the castle was sparsely lit, Roxana noticed she had no problems seeing the way in front of her and quickly reached the area where she had come down the stairs. Choosing to go further down, she followed another set of staircases which led her to an area branching off into all directions. Without hesitating, she chose the one that veered slightly off to the left. Running with such a speed that surprised her, she passed many doors and made random turns down hallways she believed would show her the way out. Roxana stopped short when she reached a door all the way at the end of the long tunnel. Hoping it would lead her outside; she yanked it open and stepped in.

Even though there were no lights on in the room, Roxana could see almost everything. There was a large dark bed draped in black and red silk that hung on posts that reached all the way towards the ceiling. The bed, she noticed, was even larger than the one she had been placed in. On the wall to the right of it, there lay a large mirror. In fact, Roxana would have guessed the wall was made out of the mirror itself if not for the slight bit of gray slab that showed at the edges. Looking over to the left, Roxana's face went paler than was imaginable. A solid granite coffin was set up. She was in the room of the man she was trying to escape.

Trying to turn back, the door quickly slammed in her face and her necklace lit up brightly.

"Mmmm, interesting. You chose my quarters instead of the door to your possible escape."

Roxana wheeled around and lowered herself into a stance prepared to fight. The count laughed as though it were amusing for her to be trying.

"You disappoint me. I expected you to at least find the door with your senses. No matter, I much prefer you in my room willingly than for me to have to drag you. Listen to your heartbeat. Do you hear it?"

Roxana realized that she was nervous and her heart was beating fast. Being in a room with a complete stranger, even a handsome one, was no where she wanted to be. She was innocent and the thought of being alone with a man in his room made her nervous. Let alone, a vampire that could kill her in a second. Trying to maintain her heart rate, she began to breathe slowly. There was no need to let him think he could affect her this way, scaring her yet arousing her at the same time.

"I would rather be dead than be here in this room alone with you."

Dracula suddenly appeared right in front of her causing her to jump. He gripped the sides of her arms tightly but firmly and her necklace really started to burn into her skin. She wriggled around in attempts to break loose but she realized that struggling did nothing but make him grab tighter so she stopped. Once he was sure she would stop fighting, Dracula released his grip but slowly moved his hands up her arms and down to the stone that glowed brightly. Roxana tried desperately not to move but her heart beat faster in nervous anticipation.

He never fully touched the gem and spoke almost in a whisper. "It seems your heart speaks a different story. You belong to me and you will not leave here until I allow you to. You need to understand your purpose before you are free. If you give me any trouble, I will see to it that your father will experience your punishment."

His fingers lingered a bit lower, dancing along her cleavage. As Roxana's breath caught, Dracula smiled and leaned into her ear.

"You are such a lovely creature. It would be a shame to see someone like yourself lay to waste."

Dracula stepped back, but only enough so Roxana could breathe. She didn't even know that she had been holding her breath until that moment.

"What do you want with me?"

"You will know within time, but you must get comfortable first. No need in having you if you cannot cooperate because you are… uncomfortable."

Roxana was scared and confused as to what he meant. He was threatening to hurt her father and she should be furious and ready to fight, but something about him made her weak. Roxana heard the door open behind her and took a tentative step backwards, looking to see if Dracula would stop her.

"You may go, but you are not free to leave. Oh, and you might want to use your… senses to find your way back", He said with a slight glint of humor in his dark eyes.

Roxana looked confused and slowly made her way out of the room. Use my senses? How does that even make sense?

Roxana walked down the long hallway and past another hallway… and another and another. Just as she thought she was going to be lost, she thought for a second and heard a slight sound coming from the hallway she had just past. Turning around to travel down that dark hall she could hear the noise louder. Following the sounds, she realized it was the sounds of plates being clattered together. Feeling hopeful, she started to walk faster. Soon enough she made it to the opening that the staircase had led her to. Roxana smiled at her triumph and took the stairs to the floor with the dining hall. Deciding she did not want to face whoever was in the dining hall, she moved up the stairs to the candle lit hallway where she first found herself in that bedroom. There were so many doors however, and she did not know which one she had come from.

Meow

Roxana looked down at her feet and saw Sylvia sitting calmly grooming herself. Roxana sat down and started to burst into tears. All of her emotions poured out at once. How did I get into this mess? She thought to herself. I just want to go home and pretend none of this happened. Sylvia walked up to her and licked her face. Her tongue was slightly rough and tickled Roxana's cheek. Roxana sucked in a big gulp of air and stopped crying.

"Sylvia, I have no clue on where I am supposed to go or what I am supposed to do."

As though the cat had heard her, it stood up and slowly made its way to the door on Roxana's left and hit it with her paw. Curiously, Roxana stood up and went to the door turning the knob. Peering in cautiously, Roxana noticed it was the same room she had woken up in. Placed in front of the bed was a tray with her untouched food and a glass of milk. Roxana's stomach growled and she realized she had not eaten when she sat down earlier. Letting Sylvia step in before her, Roxana made her way to the large bed and sat down in front of her food.

Finishing her meal with the last gulp of milk, Roxana laid down on the bed. Sylvia leaped up gracefully and curled herself right against Roxana's side, purring in contentment.

Right before Roxana gave into the tiredness that was building inside, she had only one thought.

I will get out of this mess. If it is the last thing I do.

A/N: I love the speculation of what everything means pokemon. All I can say is that there are little hints that I have placed. Also, thank you for everyone following this and reviewing. It really keeps me going.