By: Sapphi-chan
Rating: PG-13, horror (a little comedy perhaps)
A/N: This is my first time to write a horror fic. This is of course a story…. ^^;;; What to expect?…umm lots of scary stuff I think…
Part: Prologue/?
Lightning flashes nearby. Storms brewing outside the castle grounds. The time was early 15th century (1431) … and this starts our very story.
The lightning flashes again, this time a tree splits into two. Wind blows so strong like the howling of the wolves and it echoes the whole place, a place called Transylvania. Here in this place people serve one lord and it's the count of Dark Woods. Transylvania is called the Dark Woods for the tress are not colored brown but of black. This was the period of dark ages, where people wage upon war. Famine and bloodshed have been partners for how many years. The lacks of education, arts, and music have long been forgotten, not needing them in the battlefields. The count was well known for his successive winnings in the battlefield, he's known for numerous slaves from other kingdoms.
Later that stormy night, the countess bears a son… and they called him Dracula.
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25 years later, the count has passed his son the title as well as his own legacy. A legacy that will haunt everyone's dreams forever.
Every slave fears the coming of a storm here in Transylvania. They all know that something's going to happen every time the storm comes… the ghosts came and haunts them.
The castle is lingered with torture rooms, screams of men who are punished, and spirits that may come and dwell with the owner of this castle. Commoners are not allowed to go inside this infamous castle. Dated back 13th century by the order of the real Dracula to build a castle in a mysterious place. He was a brilliant person that is more of a peacemaker than a warrior in war. But through the course of the years, their family have been well know to kill and enslave men and women. This well know Dracula of the 15th century, is the most notorious of all the counts in England. The castle is full of gadgets to kill people; even a door has lived up in its reputation.
He killed women who had affairs. Supposedly he had one woman impaled because her husband's shirt was too short. He didn't mind impaling children either. Afterwards he would display the corpses in public so everyone would learn a lesson. It's said that there were over 20,000 bodies hanging outside his capital city. Of course, his enemies might have exaggerated the stories about Dracula's cruelty.
Dracula became quite known for his brutal punishment techniques; he often ordered people to be skinned, boiled, decapitated, blinded, strangled, hanged, burned, roasted, hacked, nailed, buried alive, stabbed, etc. He also liked to cut off noses, ears, sexual organs and limbs. But his favorite method was impalement on stakes, hence the surname "Tepes" which means "The Impaler" in the Romanian language. Even the Turks referred to him as "Kaziglu Bey," meaning "The Impaler Prince."
Dracula was also very concerned that all his subjects work and be productive to the community. He looked upon the poor, vagrants and beggars as thieves. Consequently, he invited all the poor and sick of Wallachia to his princely court in Tirgoviste for a great feast. After the guests ate and drank, Dracula ordered the hall boarded up and set on fire. No one survived.
But that's not the whole story… they say that Dracula died and was buried inside the castle grounds. Every now and then, people believe they see Dracula watching over them with eyes glowing and with hidden plans for everyone.
A/N: I know it is so boring going through all that crappy stuff! But I has too, it's a horror fic!!! >.
To Kataren who keeps on reminding me about this fic… Same goes to everyone I bothered to ask how to make this fic horror… thanks a lot! To Xiu who inspired me to do another genre… love you guys!