KAI
The story of Dracula with a Beyblade twist
Dracula………………………….................................
Kai
Mina Murray ………………….................................. Tyson
Jonathan Harker…………………………………....... Ray
Abraham Van Helsing............................................... Mr Dickerson
Dr. Jack Seward..............................................................
Lee
Lord Arthur Holmwood................................................ Oliver
Quincey P.
Morris.......................................................... Michael
Lucy Westenra…..............................................Max
R. M. Renfield
................................................................Kenny
Dranzer.......................................................... Kai's
personal guard
Dragoon..................................................... Tyson's body guard
and friend
Draciel....................................... Servant to Kai
Drigger………………………………………..Servant and friend to Ray
Dizzy ............................................The loyal beast of Kenny's and friend of Dragoon.
WARNING!! This is a Yaoi fic!! M/M pairings if you don't like it don't read. There are some straight pairs. Plus there is swearing. Nudity, sex, lots of killing, as well as romance.
A/N: In the story Dracula, the symbol for him was a red Dragon as was the family name, Kai is the same but his family name and symbol is of course the Phoenix. For the people that don't remember Lupinex, he is the werewolf from the Dark Bladers.
Chapter 8
Transylvania
Lupinex did not like the sounds coming form Draciel's room. Even thought the storm raged outside and the thunder drowned out all possible noise; Lupinex wolf hearing could not tune out the despairing sobs that came form the small cell. He could still hear the others speaking in heated tones against her; claiming her to be a traitor and the murder of their brothering. Though he agreed with them he found he could not be angry with her. She was a cub, a child, an innocent. He had become a member of the damned house hold shortly after Kai's fall from grace. He had lived in the forest all his life and the scent of grief had drawn him to the house. He stripped off his fur and walked in to the castle in his man form. He walked though the stone building until he met Dranzer. Dranzer knew he wasn't human; he was a wolf, a creature of the night. Lupinex offered his services to them, as Kai had become one of the night children, he would need guidance. Dranzer agreed, and quickly filled him in on what had happened and that's when he met Draciel. She had not found it odd to see a naked grey haired man in the corridor and yet found it odd that all the residence of the castle were gone. Dranzer simply smiled at the child and told her that Kai had dismissed them from the castle. Had Dranzer spoke the truth she would have said that Kai had either eaten them or killed them. Some had been lucky and had escaped with their lives. Lupinex had spent the last few centuries hunting food for his master Kai and helping him in his quest for his lost mate. He had felt slightly sorry for the boy Ray; after all it was not really his fault that he had fallen in love with Kai's mate. Yet still Kai had ordered the boy killed and Draciel had helped him escape, out of good and innocent intentions, which made her a traitor. Lupinex sighed as he climbed the stairs to Draciel's room. He remained in his human form, retracting his fangs and claws so not to frighten her, as he pushed open the door. A gust of wind hit him hard like a punch in the gut almost stopping his entry to the room. The rain poured though the broken window, and the smell of dampness filled the air. The heart breaking sobs were loader now and as Lupinex entered the room further another smell caught his attention. Blood, woman's blood. He followed the blood to a naked child, curled up tightly on the floor sobbing like mad. Child? No this was a woman, or at least in between ages. Her long amethyst hair was spoiled out in a tangled mess on the stone floor. Scales of sliver and grey were spread out across her body in odd patterns, similar to a turtle shell. Blood was trailing down her legs staining her porcelain flesh. Suddenly the head of amethyst silk moved to show him a pair of tear filled amethyst stones, a small button nose and a pair of lush light amethyst lips.
"Draciel" Lupinex gasped as he stared in horror at the once innocent child.
"Lupinex" she whispered as she struggled to her feet. The once child body now gave way to woman form, seducing curves and filled out breasts. Unused to her new shape Draciel quickly fell in to Lupinex arms, and continued to sob.
"Lupinex? What is happing to me?" she moaned in despair.
"I wished I knew child, I wished I knew" Lupinex stroked her long hair in hope it would comfort her. He looked around for something that could be used to warm the aching cub, but alas, Draciel's fire of innocence had burnt out.
London
As time passed and Ray still did not return, Tyson's fears for him mounted steadily. He continued to look out of the window over fog-shrouded London in hopes to catch a sight of him. Tyson wondered if he should have followed his husband but something inside of him said not to, and for that he felt guilty. He continued to sit in the cab waiting for Ray's return. Dragoon claimed he wanted to stay in London for a while longer and Drigger left of his own accord shortly after leaving Tyson alone. The instant he heard someone at the Hanson's other door; he looked around with quick relief. "Ray?"
But when the door was yanked open from outside, it was Kai, his mysterious lover, and not his husband, who confronted him. When Tyson recoiled instinctively, he pleaded: "No-I beg you. I had to see you. I am a madman without you-"
Tyson could not speak. Kai climbed halfway into the cab, arms reaching for Tyson. Softly Tyson endeavoured to struggle free. "Please- you can't-My husband-"
"Tyson" Kai spoke softy as he rested his gloved hand on Tyson's cheek. Tyson stopped his struggle and looked deep in to the brown eyes of his prince. "I have crossed oceans of time to find you. Can you conceive of what I feel for you? It has been constant search, hopeless, never ending. Until the miracle happened"
Cemetery
At that very moment, back in the depths of the Maxwell family vault, Van Dickinson was carefully laying out upon a marble slab his autopsy knives and certain other implements of the specialist. Notable among these last were a wooden stake, more then two feet long and carefully sharpened and a heavy hammer. The boy in the coffin was unconscious now or comatose, eyes closed. With his pointed teeth, his blood stained mouth, he seemed to all of the hunters present no more then a nightmare version of Max.
"We are fortunate and yet not so" said Van Dickinson as his eyes swept over the hellish vision. "He has eaten his full and now rests and will not wake until tomorrow evening. Alas this also means that someone else has died. Let me explain to you what has happened to the poor child. His soul has been damn by a monster. He has become one of the un-dead, doomed to walk the world feeding off of the living. To set his soul free so he may take his place with the angels, the hand of the one that loved his most must strike him down. Who shall it be?"
All eyes turned to Oliver. Oliver's face grew hard and in a voice containing new strength he asked "From the bottom of my broken heart I thank you. Tell me what I am to do"
Van Dickinson nodded and handed Oliver the hammer and stake "Take the stake in your left hand and place it over Max's heart. Take the hammer in your right and when you have finished your prayer, strike, in god's name"
Oliver took the tools looking rather faint as he did so.
"A moment's courage" the old man assured him, "And it is done"
Oliver, having positioned the sharp point of the long wooden, stake against the whiteness of Max's exposed chest, raised the hammer and struck hard. In the crypt, Max's eyes flew open with the impact of his true death, and he opened his mouth to scream. Van Dickinson called upon his strength, slashing with a huge razor-sharp knife, severed Max's head from his body before he could utter a sound.
London
Kai still had his foot upon the step, and his body remained halfway into the cab. Meanwhile Tyson had all but given up the struggle against his feelings.
His prince was saying to him "I lost you once; I'll not lose you again"
Tyson tried to think of Ray, but it was hopeless. He started in to Kai's eyes. "I can't fight my own feelings anymore…"
It was at the instant that Oliver struck Max's heart and Tyson to his horror and amazement, saw his lover's eyes go wide. His prince staggered back from the cab, clutching his chest as if he himself had received a mortal wound. He uttered a hoarse scream. "They deny us"
Tyson watched in fright as a staggering madman retreated from his, losing himself in the crowd, even as he helplessly cried out his name. Tyson leaned out of the window of the cab and called out for Ray. Suddenly the door on the other side opened and this time it was Ray; dishevelled, bruised and hatless, who lunged in to take Tyson in his arms.
Cemetery
The four men in the crypt, all of them physically exhausted and emotionally drained were now gathered quietly around the still- open coffin. Max laid there now in peace. His head and been restored by Van Dickinson but the wooden stake was still firmly placed in his heart. The four men gazed in shame and wonder at his face of sweetness and purity. This, their memories told them, was truly remembered Max's countenance from days of his breathing life. After a long and bitter silence, Van Dickinson, spent and weary, had five more words to say to Oliver.
"You may kiss him now"
To be continued…
