I am so so sorry I haven't updated in a while, I have been so caught up in family drama's, and hospital visits that I haven't had time to do anything really. I'm so exhausted at the moment.

Good news! I'm home from hospital now so chapter updates should pick up.

Loving the new Bertrand though...

Enjoy :)

"I am NOT having that…that…slayer" dad spat out the word slayer, his face contorted in loathing "In my castle" He pointed at himself, emphasizing the fact it was his castle, and not mine.

"Hello to you too" I said as he suddenly appeared, blocking my path.

"He's leaving…tonight"

"Well I say he's staying. We can't trust him not to go running back and gathering an army to slay us." I reasoned, fastening the chain on my leather hunting cape.

"My castle, my rules" Dad declared whilst rummaging around for his fang file. "It is not staying here"

"I can always order you as Grand High Vampire" I warned, smirking at his expression…priceless.

I smiled happily at him; I loved this grand high vampire stuff sometimes, it had it's bonus'.

Waving at my dearest father I sped out of the room and down towards the front door to meet Ingrid; we were going hunting together. I actually quite enjoyed her company now; she was so much nicer to me now she was second in command.

She was leaning against the banister on which we used to slide down when we were kids.

"You finally decided to arrive then" She sighed, inspecting her impeccable nails "I was beginning to wonder if you were going to turn up"

"I just want to go see the slayer before we go." I half told, half asked her.

She groaned, but stood up straight and sped up the stairs and out of sight.

I wanted to go see Jonno; I needed to find out who knew where he was going. It couldn't wait till morning, by then we could all be ash. I followed my sister up the stairs…all 3 flights of them.

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"Well don't you two look the pair" Jonno scoffed as we entered the room "The powerful children of the famous Dracula. I'm quaking in my boots"

He was handcuffed to the bedpost with one hand, stopping him from leaving the room. We had left him to the delights of wrenfield's delicious cooking, which he got once a day. Well, we didn't want to spoil him…

"Oh you should be scared slayer" Ingrid strode over to him, invading his personal space "I could rip you petty little head off before you had time to blink" she threatened calmly.

Jonno whimpered involuntarily

"Stop scaring him Ingrid. I want him to cooperate" I strode over to stand next to my sister "Now, who knows you're here?"

"I'll never tell you…bloodsucker" he said bravely, but I could hear the nerves in his voice

Ingrid snarled and made snapping motions with her hands, making Jonno whimper pitifully again.

"Only mum. But I only told her I was coming to see you, she doesn't know where you live" Jonno said, caving in under Ingrid's death glares. "I found you myself"

"Well how did you find us?" Ingrid demanded. I so wanted to hear the answer; only my family and Robin knew where I was.

Robin. The crest I gave him, my location being leaked…everything seemed to be adding up. It seemed as though robin had set us up, but I refused to believe that the boy I had been friends with…and still was, could betray us all like that.

Ingrid nudged me suddenly

"Vlad, it's 11:30, if we don't hurry up we won't be back in time for sunrise" she warned. I could sense the hunger as I brushed my mind up against hers; none of us have been feeding right…not since Evelyn went. Every day I was aware of time slowly slipping away, we had but a few hours until the deadline ran out and we were no closer to finding out who had taken Evelyn.

Everything was slowly getting more and more out of control; Evelyn was hours away from being ashed, The slayers have declared war on us, and I have to consider the fact my best friend, the person who knows everything about me may be leaking secrets to others. I had no idea which crisis to start with, but somehow I got the feeling that they were all connected.

"Okay, lets go." I said, standing up straight and adjusting my cape slightly

"Where are you going?" Jonno demanded

"We're going to hunt down some living blood bag and drain them" Ingrid told him menacingly "And if you don't cooperate with us, we might just pay a visit to our old friend Mina"

Jonno looked at her in outrage

"You stay away from my mum" He ordered furiously, but Ingrid just laughed.

I dragged her out of the room before she could make him any angrier.

"So, are we going yet?" she said, smiling innocently as I closed the door on a very wound up slayer. Well, as innocently as Ingrid could be.

"Yeah, I guess we are."

This hunting trip was a chance for me to ask Ingrid about the handwriting; she was always at her most relaxed when she was hunting, when she was relaxed after a feed, all full up on blood then she was actually okay to be around.

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The two bats circled the sky above Câlnic, a little village in Alba County, Transylvania. Their beady little eyes searching for somewhere to land.

An old woman sat on a porch swing, watching them intently, waiting.

Two girls, no older than 16, walked down the dusty cobbled street chatting away in Transylvanian; they were dressed from head to toe in leather and looking for someone to bite. One saw the old woman and gestured excitedly to the other, they had found their meal.

The tallest one walked up calmly to the old woman, her black hair flowing freely behind her.

"Excuse me" Her bell-like voice rang out in Transylvanian "Me and my friend are lost." She gestured to the girl who was shivering in the cold night "She's ill, could you tell me where we are?"

The woman said nothing; she just continued to stare into the girl's eyes

"Well, this won't hurt" the girl said, her eyes turning orange as she hypnotised the woman. She strode up to the woman and sunk her fangs into her neck, letting the sweet aroma of the woman's blood fill the air. She sucked in deeply and sighed in content. Then suddenly

"AHHHHH!" she screamed as the pain seared through her body "It's burning me! I can't move my arms!"

Her friend was shocked into action; she dragged her friend over to the little well a couple of yards away and helped some water down her throat.

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I stood up and wiped my mouth on my sleeve, getting rid of any traces of blood. I had been forced to bite the man on the leg; peasants in Transylvania had a tendency to believe in myths and vampires, and if they saw fang marks then once again they would be chased out by and angry mob wielding torches and axes.

Just as Ingrid finished her female off the scent of fresh blood wafted through the air, but this one was exquisite; Fruity and moist but with less of the stench of breather blood.

"Do you smell that?" I asked Ingrid, but I could tell by the newly refreshed hunger in her eyes that she had.

"AHHHHHH!"

The scream came from nowhere. The voice was familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.

I considered going to see who it was, but decided I would ask Ingrid.

I didn't even have to say anything, as soon as I looked at her she nodded.

"Lets go" I said, speeding off in the direction of the scream.

As I turned a corner I saw two girls by the well, they were turned away from us. I also saw the source of the amazing scent; and old woman crumpled on the ground. Before I could stop her Ingrid had sped over there and had her fangs bared ready to sink them in; she was doing what our instinct was screaming at us to do.

"Don't" came a raspy voice, a very familiar raspy voice.

Ingrid stood up straight and stared at the back of the two girls head's

"Poison" she said again, and Ingrid sped away from the body as fast as she could, looking at it with disgust.

She came to rest at my side just as the girls turned around to look at us.

"Well, well, well. look who we have here" The tallest girl said, she looked ill. The other girl just stood there, looking lost.

"Irina!" I smiled at our old friend. I knew the voice had been familiar "You've changed since I last saw you!" it felt so good to use my native tongue again, I could tell my accent was coming back thick and strong.

She had grown at least a foot taller, and her hair was now waist length and had darkened considerably since the transformation. She looked stunning actually, so different from the pre-teen girl I had left behind when we left for England.

Ingrid just glared. Irina had been the one person besides me who Ingrid didn't scare, and Ingrid had not taken kindly to that.

"It's been too long" she croaked, drawing in raspy breaths.

"What happened to you?" Ingrid said, pretending she didn't care but we all knew different.

"I drank her blood" she said, pointing to the woman who was slowly returning to consciousness. "And then fire ripped through me, I can't move my arms or legs either"

I cautiously crept over to the old woman and gasped in shock as I recognised her from the dream I had had so long ago. The woman who never gave her name, the woman who had sat in our cellar.

"Ingrid, pass me something to hold some blood in." I instructed. I wanted some of this blood for Wrenfield to check, this woman had sparked my curiousity.

"Like what?!" she protested
"I don't know, just get something!"

"Will this do?" she said, handing me the lid of her lipstick tube. I examined it carefully for any holes

"Yeah" I carefully squeezed the skin around the fang marks, and held the tube beside them to catch the droplets of blood. It took all of my self-restraint not to drain her right there.

"Let's get you back to the castle" I tell her, maybe Wrenfield will know how to fix it. Besides, dad was friends with her father, he had always liked Irina, and she just had that effect on people.

"How do we know we can trust you?" a new voice piped up; it was the other girl. She looked up at him shyly

Just then a beam of light coming from a floating lantern (You know those Chinese lanterns with the candles) illuminated Vlad's face.

Irina's friend recognised him in shock and immediately sunk into a deep bow

"I'm sorry I didn't recognize you your grandness" she said formally, Vlad shuddered at the fear in her voice. He didn't like the fact he scared people

"What's your name?" he asked gently

"D..D…Darcia" she stammered eventually "Darcia Bajaan"

Ah, the Bajaan's had been slain in the Romanian slayers war, all but the youngest daughter, the one stood in front of me.

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The woman stirred just as the sun rose in the sky, her magical blood healing herself of all evil. The vampires were long gone, and people were starting to fill the streets.

The woman rose from her swing and entered her home. Inside it was dank and dirty, the smell was insufferable. A young girl was chained to a wall; she was struggling against the magical bonds in which she was being held. She had just heard the voice of her soul mate, he had been so close but he hadn't noticed. Perhaps he had been too caught up in something else to really look closely at this woman.

Evelyn's captor.

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