A SECOND CHANCE CH.37
"Humanity"
The shadow still lurked around but couldn't find a way into the castle that wasn't locked or wouldn't call Vlad's attention to his presence. All that he could do was gaze at the beautiful mortal woman as she looked out her window. She was so beautiful.. She was the perfect image of a vampire bride already. How would she look when she was a vampiress? He licked his lips at the thought. Her sweet virgin blood would flow into his mouth and he would barely pull away to give her his blood. He would nearly drink her dry. But it would all be worth it once he could finish her off after her blood had mixed with his. He could hardly imagine how beautiful she would be. But Dracula could always steal her back.. He would have to take her away. He could take her away, far away from the castle. And when they were far away enough he would claim her as his with his fangs and body. He licked his lips hungrily. Yes... that would be perfect.. But first he had to get the girl...
Anette dreamed about being married to Vlad all night long. It was odd that one little thing that Vlad said had her mind reeling over it. She dreamed of several scenarios until she found the perfect one. She was so confused over why she kept thinking about it. Being married to Dracula was always a dream for her but now that she was about to live it it frightened her. How easy it was for the human mind to change once it realized what it had gotten itself into. Over the next few nights Vlad determined that indeed the shadow was the shadow was a vampire and in fact that the shadow was the same vampire that had followed them. Anette felt like she was in prison after that. Vlad shut her away in her room and locked her in with Kiki. Kiki seemed to be like the guard. She would hiss if Anette got too close to the window. "Who's side are you on anyway?! Mine or his?!" she questioned only to earn a hiss from the kitten and a prick of her tiny claws. Vlad strengthened his aura to try and deter the vampire from trying too close. Anette even began to feel some of his aura. It felt like a lingering breeze and caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand on end and for her to get goosebumps on her arms and legs. "Damn that man." she swore under her breath as she huddled under a blanket with Kiki to try and get rid of the goosebumps all over her. Kiki only kept her green eyes locked onto the window in case the vampire tried to get in. Anette also was a short screaming distance from Vlad busting in to protect her. Anette got an idea since she was shut away. She could write a story. A story about the impaler prince perhaps.. Just maybe a story for Vlad.. She looked at the date on her computer. She had a month until what she thought was his birthday October 31, Halloween night. What a good thing it would be for him to have a story written about him. Just maybe she could learn to care about him in a way through writing it. Maybe it might end up published! No.. No.. It was too personal for that... She didn't want the whole world to know that one day she was nice and decided to write a story as a birthday present to Count Dracula that lived in Targoviste in the castle at Poiganoir. Just what the world needed. To know that besides global warming, the sun going into super nova, the oceans burning up, and the ozone layer deteriorating that vampires were living amongst them and would prey on them as a last resort. She didn't want the creatures of the night to be killed, shunned, or deemed as 'evil' by the church that knew nothing about the vampires' suffering and how much of their life is hell. Luckily she was agnostic and didn't listen to anything that those preachy hypocrites said. Anette opened up media player and pressed play on her Tristania mix after she opened up wordpad. As soon as her fingers touched the black and white keys inspiration flooded through her. A gypsy woman that would win the heart of the prince. Overplayed but... with a twist... this prince despised the gypsies. But one beautiful girl could change his mind and heart... A great summary on the back of a bestselling paperback romance right? She would take her story from her memories and would change it around. No one would ever suspect that it was a true story.. It was ingenious! Vlad would love it! She discussed with Kiki titles. "How about 'The Gypsy Princess'?" she asked. Kiki seemed to hack at it. "Fine. How about 'Crusading Hearts'?" Another hack. "Ok miss snooty cat how about 'Lust on the Battlefield?" Two hacks this time. "Lovely Kiki. Alright.. How about 'Deadlocked'?" A hack that sounded like she was hacking up a hairball. Anette rolled her eyes."Ok Kiki. How about 'The Bride of Dracula'?" Kiki's ears twitched and she mewed in reply. "Is that a yes miss snooty cat?" Another mew. "Alright. 'The Bride of Dracula' it is." Anette said typing the title out at the top of the blank white page. "Alright. A under title perhaps? Maybe 'The True Story'?" Kiki mewed. Anette typed that out. "A prologue?" Another mew. Anette set out to typing a prologue. The prologue would end up being several pages long. She typed all that she could before her eyes grew weary and her fingers were wiped out.Anette saved the document, closed media player, shut down the computer and put it on the desk. She got ready for bed and climbed into bed as Kiki settled down onto the pillow next to her. She closed her eyes and dreamed of being in the second crusade and being noticed by the fearsome impaler prince completely by accident. How she and her friend Ana would end up being chased by soldiers into the woods and the prince would search for the 'heathen and pesky' gypsy girls that eluded the soldiers' grasp on several occasions. And she would see how handsome yet terrifying he was and he would see a pair of beautiful blue eyes looking at him behind a bush. He would sneakily point his soldiers in the right direction and they would grab them. The two gypsies would be shocked and frightened as they stared straight at the impaler prince. And the prince would fall in love with the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on.. Her..
She awoke the next evening and Vlad was looking out her window. "What the hell are you doing Count?" she asked sleepily as she sat up and stretched. "The shadow is here again. He plans on sneaking in tonight." "Are you going to stop him?" "Yes. He will face death if he gets near you." Vlad said telling the exact truth. "Protective much?" Anette said sarcastically. "Of course I am. I love you. I adore you more than you nor anyone could ever know." he said with a smile that could steal any woman's heart, except her's of course. "Suaveness doesn't work on me Drac." she said as she went into the bathroom to get dressed. "Yes I know. I just can't help it." he replied. "Lovely just lovely." she answered behind the door as she put on jeans and a t-shirt. He chuckled. "You always were so stubborn." "Damn straight." she replied as she brushed her hair. He laughed and opened the door. He walked in and leaned against the wall. Anette couldn't see his reflection. "Can you appear in pictures?" she asked. "Yes I can. If we ever start to date I'll let myself appear in photos to keep people from becoming suspicious." Vlad said. "Really? Can you appear in mirrors on a whim?" "Yes when I want." he answered. "How about werewolf bites?" "They can't kill me." "Crosses?" "They don't burn me." "Crossing over running water?" "No problem." "Stakes?" "The wound heals." "You're indestructible." she said finally. "Of course. Satan wanted to make sure that I would never die. But he himself died.." "He died?" she asked curiously. "He along with God have died in the hearts of the new generations. Many are atheist and like you, agnostic. Many do not care about religion anymore." "So the deities of the past are now dead?" she asked. "Yes. They are." he answered as he looked into the empty mirror. "Satan gave me a new life but he stole my soul.. He gave me a heart of ice and stone. A heart filled with blackness.. But one part held onto the love for you.." he said. "He could never take it away from me.." he whispered and for a moment his reflection appeared in the mirror like a flicker of lights but then it was gone. His humanity was locked deep inside of him. It was shown when he thought about his life long ago and about her.. His love for her made him feel human again.. She was the angel in his eyes. She was the one that would melt his icy heart..
To Be Continued.