Here is the second chapter :O ZOMG!!! HAHAHA I am so confused as to why i decided to write this!? HAHAHA But Who knows how this will turn out! xD HAHAHA So I don't feel like rambling on and on. I have no idea how I am going to contect Death Note and Dracula together, since they are set in different centuries xD I will have to ask you all for ideas!!! :D hahaha
I hope you all can help me some how! The idea i like the most can get a drawing by me :D I have a profil on deviantArt check it out if you have time! Ask me if you want to know my username and have a look at my pictures :] As I said, the person who can come up with a good way to tie both Dracula and Death Note together (that I think suits the style of Dracula will get a sketch by me! :D And the sketch can be of what ever character of any manga/ anime etc you are a fan of or any character from the fic if you really want!! :] Can't wait for the ideas!
Aka Oka (Red Hill) Chapter Two.
Dear Hotaru,
The carriage is speeding along through the dense forest. Right now I stare out at the large moon up in the sky, it surprisingly looks like a ceramic plate hanging up on a wall. There are no stars out tonight for some reason. I can not help but question why. Tiberiu has not paid any attention to anything else but his novel this whole trip. I believe it is some novel he had written. It is entitled "The Phantom of the Opera". He wrote it for a friend in France he has been writing too, just like I am writing to you! Tiberiu's friend said that it should be published, however Tiberiu dislikes it... I have no idea why he is reading it though. Vioril has been drawing something in his book, but everytime I try to look at it... He hides it. I am curious to find out what it is! His drawings are amazing Hotaru, you must see them! They are so realistic! Once He drew a picture of the twins and I together. It was very formal and all, but the picture was brilliant. At the moment the picture is framed and packed away somewhere on top of the carriage.
The excitement of going to see Uncle Dracula is over powering! I just can not wait! I hope he will be exactly like I remember him. The last time I saw him when I was four, as I said in the last letter, there was a large party at his castle. All the most important vampires from around Romania came, my family included. Everybody absolutely adored me and could not keep away. Of course it was quite dangerous for mother and father to take me with them. At the time I had not yet turned into a vampire. You see when someone becomes a vampire after they die, they stay that same age. Being four, if I had been bitten, I would have stayed that age as a vampire. I am currently sixteen, and shall stay this age for the rest of my days until I am killed. So I was at this party and nearly everyone was trying to get a good touch of the live toddler that was me. My parents despite being vampires, were very protective of me and snatched me away whenever someone tried to bite me.
Uncle Dracula came to greet my parents and I after we had left our coats at the door. My parents always said that Uncle Dracula loved me from the moment he saw me. I still believe it was just because I was alive. The whole night Uncle Dracula held me near him, he played with me and chased me around with a pretend stake. All the friends that had talked to me after have said that I instantly took a liking to blood, when I drank it instead of the water. How I mistook them, I still do not know. To think that I liked drinking blood when I was alive, scared me! I can get away with it now, seeing as I'm a vampire!
I destinctly remember a girl there who was eight years old when she died and became a vampire. She was amazing! She was also my first friend, and her name was Bel. I loved being with Bel! For years after the party, Bel, would travel from the Western part of Romania to me and spend a few weeks with me. That was until last year... She had gone hunting with my parents...
Well! Gavril is still driving the carriage, and complaining about the pain in his arms. I have to keep yelling at him to shut up. Seriously, if you were here with me, you would think the same as me! His voice can get rather irritating. Sometimes Tiberiu will lean out the window and say something to Gavril. It shuts him up for a bit...
I am so sorry Hotaru! Please excuse my really bad language. I shall stop I am so sorry. I am very happy that you understand what I am writing to you about! It must be hard to learn Romanian, when you have been speaking and writing in your language all your life. Hopefully I am helping you at least a little bit. I would love to meet you Hotaru, one day we shall. Do not worry, I shall not bite you. I am your friend.
Yours sincerely,
Petronela Serbanescu