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Van and Carl had spent the night at the woman that Carl had saved during Dracula's time. In fact Carl was with the girl the whole night and Van was hearing things. Not pleasant things either. He decided to go out for a walk in the town to escape the unwanted echoes. The night was still young, and the snow had begun to fall. The cold got to Van so he tightened his jacket a little bit and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He walked down the empty streets thinking things over. Especially Anna. And that girl that was singing. Why did she look so familiar?
A small puffy white cat trotted down the road in search of some warmth. It was so cold that it's fur was standing on ends. Van flashed his green eyes at the dark houses around him. But one house was lit and a figure was standing at the window. It wasn't looking at Van but at something inside the house. The man was talking to something until another figure appeared at the window. Van saw a hand reach out and choke the man until his body went limp. Then the visitor took shape into something far to familiar to Van and disappeared.
Van ran to the house and attempted to open the door but it was locked. He backed away a couple of feet then rammed himself into the door. It didn't work so he did the same thing several other times. When the door swung open a woman with a knife in her hand lunged at him, but Van had fallen to the floor. The woman saw Van and tossed the knife aside, helping him up. Her face was pale and she looked as if she had just seen a ghost.
"You have to help him!" she pleaded.
Van didn't answer but looked at her for a moment then ran through the small kitchen and up the stairs. There on the study room floor laid a dead man. His eyes were wide in terror yet they saw nothing. Van walked over to the man and knelt down beside him. He moved the head aside to find fingerprints around his neck and three peculiar claw marks on his chest. The marks went deep, down to the bone. The woman entered sobbing uncontrollably. She knew he was dead and as terrified as she was, she clung herself onto Van's arm.
"You can't leave me here alone." She whispered in a raspy voice.
Van glanced at her from the corner of his eye. It was the same woman that had sung at the festival earlier that day. She returned the glance with wet blood shot eyes. Van sighed and looked back down at the man. He stood up having to prop the woman on her feet. The woman let one last moan of desperation until Van turned them away from the corpse. He carried her down the stairs and into the woman's house that he was staying at. Luckily the noises had stopped. He placed the woman onto his bed and he sat in the chair next to it.
He sat there thinking about the death. It wasn't what he thought it had been. Not a vampire, it didn't have any teeth marks. It was the claws that left him puzzled. Unless if the way the death was dealt with was planned so it wouldn't seem like the vampires were back. But they couldn't be. Van and Anna destroyed the last of them with the help of Carl and his great inventions. It just didn't make any sense to him. The woman turned over, clearly asleep. Van looked at her for a moment, rubbing his stubby facial hair with his fingers. 'Could she have anything to do with this?' Van thought. It was possible. Maybe the man was a husband or an unwed lover that was attempting to protect her. But why didn't it take the woman when it had the chance? Van sighed one last time and rested his head on the back of his chair, shutting his eyes that pleaded for sleep. The next morning, Van was going to have a talk with the woman. And he would be sure of it.
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Stella stirred as the distant crows from the town rooster shot through the mountains. She opened her cat- like eyes and turned to Dracula who was already sitting up in bed. Stella was not feeling her normal self today. She smiled a wicked smile that Dracula saw at the corner of his eye. He turned to her and winced.
"What is it that puts you in such a fine mood on such a...beautiful day?" he asked. He didn't think it was a beautiful day. The sun was out and it was as bright as ever. He despised it, as did any other vampire.
"It is a beautiful day." Stella replied and stretched out her arms and legs.
"Why?" Dracula asked annoyed.
"I am with child. Many of them!" She squealed in delight.
Dracula grinned his approval and stroked his fingers through her blond hair. Stella moaned her pleasure and leapt out of bed. Dracula arched an eyebrow at her as she raced through out of the room. Dracula knew what it was that made her so antsy. It was motherhood. She was getting ready for the birth, which would take place in several days. Pregnancy was not a long process in vampires. At the most it would last up to a week or two but Stella's' pregnancy was progressing rapidly. Each of Dracula's wives had a different itch to do a certain thing when pregnant. Stella had the desire to fly and would do it as long as her master would let her. Dracula now in a good mood decided to let her spread her wings until she was tired of being airborne.
He crawled out of bed and yawned showing his bloodthirsty fangs. He glared in hatred at the light that lit up half of the room. He wrapped his cap around him and walked out to find Stella airborne in the great hall. Several of Dracula's workers were walking around to do their work in Dr. Frankenstein's old lab that Dracula had now complete control of. Stella glided by his side, her blonde hair flowing around her.
"I feel so alive!" she shouted and flew higher towards the ceiling leaving her master as he entered the lab.
Igor greeted his master once he step foot into the room. "Good day master." he said and bowed slightly.
"Yes. It is isn't it?" Dracula replied and looked around the room. Sparks were flying out of the wires and the lights began to flicker. Dracula gave Igor a curious look.
"Were running some test's on the-" Igor started but was cut off by a dragon like roar followed by a blood curdling scream. A small man was thrown into the wall behind Dracula and Igor, from the other side of the room. A large shadow appeared on the wall where the roar had come from. You could see the spikes among the monsters head and when it roared its foot length fangs appeared, drool dripping from them. Most likely foam since the creature was on the verge of madness. You could see its shadow hand rise up and slash back down at another one of Dracula's workers. Dracula spun around towards Igor and picked him up with one arm. He pressed him against the wall so tight that Igor was finding it hard to breath.
"I told you not to release it!" Dracula hissed.
"I- I tri-ed to tell..y-you." Igor attempted to say even though at this point he was gasping for air.
"Tell me what!?" Dracula asked forcefully.
"I- I can't bre-eath." Igor informed him. His eyes looked as if they were going to bulge out of his head if Dracula were to choke him any harder.
Dracula still glaring at Igor loosened his grip as he sighed in attempt to calm his raging nerves. He shut his eyes for a few seconds; ears open to the commotion the creature was causing. He could hear things falling and breaking, he could hear it killing his workers and their chilling screams. He slowly opened his eyes and glared a fiery red at him. Dracula was on the verge of taking on his monster form. Dracula spoke between clenched jaws, "What was it?" he said, speaking in a hiss- like tone.
"The Derlahimn was ill. If we didn't give it the vaccinations it needed then it would have been no use to you. You wouldn't even have a plot."
"It's destroying my lab!" Dracula hissed this time taking on his monstrous form. His eyes shown the fires of hell and his blackish color gleamed in the lightning like sparking wires. His fangs were the size of Igor's deformed head and when he stood tall he was three times Igor's size.
Igor cowered and bowed his head to the floor pleading for mercy. Dracula growled and flew towards the raging Derlahimn. It almost looked like a werewolf except it was scaly like a dragon. It was closest to the dragon family and the last of its family. Its eyes were haunting yellow. Its scale tone was a teal and his wings spread out to the length of it's enormous body. It was twice the size of Dracula when he was in his monstrous form. Dracula landed on a fallen table, his talon like claws clutching at the legs for balance. The Derlahimn turned to Dracula, bending over slightly just so it could let out an ear piercing roar. The five spikes that went down his head form forehead to back were sharp and looked like they were a type of metal. It's wings had several holes in them for speed and it's claws on hand and feet were the size of his enormous carnivorous teeth.
Dracula puffed out his chest and replied the roar only sending the Derlahimn into a frenzy. It leaped at Dracula as if it had springs in it's feet, but Dracula dodged it's attack. Dracula flew to the back of the Derlahimn and slashed it's back with his claws. The Derlahimn Shrieked in pain arching it's back inward. It turned around and caught Dracula in it's hand and threw him against the wall. Dracula hit the stonewall with an impact that would have killed him if he was human. He lifted himself from the floor with shaky arm support then leapt into the air after the Daerlahimn that had taken flight. Dracula's' pet kicked him aside but Dracula grabbed it's foot in it's attempt and yanked it to the floor. The Derlahimn fell onto a machine that was already tilted to the side and it crashed down on top of him.
Dracula glided gracefully down and stood on the machine only adding an extra 5oo pounds to the weight that pressing down on the Derlahimns chest. Dracula gave it an evil glare and hissed, "You will obey me this time. I will have my way one way or another."
The Derlahimn stopped struggling and looked at Dracula with a pained expression. It knew that it had lost the challenge and that it must do what it was Dracula wanted. It let out an exasperated sigh that signaled Dracula that he had one this battle.
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Van and Carl had spent the night at the woman that Carl had saved during Dracula's time. In fact Carl was with the girl the whole night and Van was hearing things. Not pleasant things either. He decided to go out for a walk in the town to escape the unwanted echoes. The night was still young, and the snow had begun to fall. The cold got to Van so he tightened his jacket a little bit and stuffed his hands in his pockets. He walked down the empty streets thinking things over. Especially Anna. And that girl that was singing. Why did she look so familiar?
A small puffy white cat trotted down the road in search of some warmth. It was so cold that it's fur was standing on ends. Van flashed his green eyes at the dark houses around him. But one house was lit and a figure was standing at the window. It wasn't looking at Van but at something inside the house. The man was talking to something until another figure appeared at the window. Van saw a hand reach out and choke the man until his body went limp. Then the visitor took shape into something far to familiar to Van and disappeared.
Van ran to the house and attempted to open the door but it was locked. He backed away a couple of feet then rammed himself into the door. It didn't work so he did the same thing several other times. When the door swung open a woman with a knife in her hand lunged at him, but Van had fallen to the floor. The woman saw Van and tossed the knife aside, helping him up. Her face was pale and she looked as if she had just seen a ghost.
"You have to help him!" she pleaded.
Van didn't answer but looked at her for a moment then ran through the small kitchen and up the stairs. There on the study room floor laid a dead man. His eyes were wide in terror yet they saw nothing. Van walked over to the man and knelt down beside him. He moved the head aside to find fingerprints around his neck and three peculiar claw marks on his chest. The marks went deep, down to the bone. The woman entered sobbing uncontrollably. She knew he was dead and as terrified as she was, she clung herself onto Van's arm.
"You can't leave me here alone." She whispered in a raspy voice.
Van glanced at her from the corner of his eye. It was the same woman that had sung at the festival earlier that day. She returned the glance with wet blood shot eyes. Van sighed and looked back down at the man. He stood up having to prop the woman on her feet. The woman let one last moan of desperation until Van turned them away from the corpse. He carried her down the stairs and into the woman's house that he was staying at. Luckily the noises had stopped. He placed the woman onto his bed and he sat in the chair next to it.
He sat there thinking about the death. It wasn't what he thought it had been. Not a vampire, it didn't have any teeth marks. It was the claws that left him puzzled. Unless if the way the death was dealt with was planned so it wouldn't seem like the vampires were back. But they couldn't be. Van and Anna destroyed the last of them with the help of Carl and his great inventions. It just didn't make any sense to him. The woman turned over, clearly asleep. Van looked at her for a moment, rubbing his stubby facial hair with his fingers. 'Could she have anything to do with this?' Van thought. It was possible. Maybe the man was a husband or an unwed lover that was attempting to protect her. But why didn't it take the woman when it had the chance? Van sighed one last time and rested his head on the back of his chair, shutting his eyes that pleaded for sleep. The next morning, Van was going to have a talk with the woman. And he would be sure of it.
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Stella stirred as the distant crows from the town rooster shot through the mountains. She opened her cat- like eyes and turned to Dracula who was already sitting up in bed. Stella was not feeling her normal self today. She smiled a wicked smile that Dracula saw at the corner of his eye. He turned to her and winced.
"What is it that puts you in such a fine mood on such a...beautiful day?" he asked. He didn't think it was a beautiful day. The sun was out and it was as bright as ever. He despised it, as did any other vampire.
"It is a beautiful day." Stella replied and stretched out her arms and legs.
"Why?" Dracula asked annoyed.
"I am with child. Many of them!" She squealed in delight.
Dracula grinned his approval and stroked his fingers through her blond hair. Stella moaned her pleasure and leapt out of bed. Dracula arched an eyebrow at her as she raced through out of the room. Dracula knew what it was that made her so antsy. It was motherhood. She was getting ready for the birth, which would take place in several days. Pregnancy was not a long process in vampires. At the most it would last up to a week or two but Stella's' pregnancy was progressing rapidly. Each of Dracula's wives had a different itch to do a certain thing when pregnant. Stella had the desire to fly and would do it as long as her master would let her. Dracula now in a good mood decided to let her spread her wings until she was tired of being airborne.
He crawled out of bed and yawned showing his bloodthirsty fangs. He glared in hatred at the light that lit up half of the room. He wrapped his cap around him and walked out to find Stella airborne in the great hall. Several of Dracula's workers were walking around to do their work in Dr. Frankenstein's old lab that Dracula had now complete control of. Stella glided by his side, her blonde hair flowing around her.
"I feel so alive!" she shouted and flew higher towards the ceiling leaving her master as he entered the lab.
Igor greeted his master once he step foot into the room. "Good day master." he said and bowed slightly.
"Yes. It is isn't it?" Dracula replied and looked around the room. Sparks were flying out of the wires and the lights began to flicker. Dracula gave Igor a curious look.
"Were running some test's on the-" Igor started but was cut off by a dragon like roar followed by a blood curdling scream. A small man was thrown into the wall behind Dracula and Igor, from the other side of the room. A large shadow appeared on the wall where the roar had come from. You could see the spikes among the monsters head and when it roared its foot length fangs appeared, drool dripping from them. Most likely foam since the creature was on the verge of madness. You could see its shadow hand rise up and slash back down at another one of Dracula's workers. Dracula spun around towards Igor and picked him up with one arm. He pressed him against the wall so tight that Igor was finding it hard to breath.
"I told you not to release it!" Dracula hissed.
"I- I tri-ed to tell..y-you." Igor attempted to say even though at this point he was gasping for air.
"Tell me what!?" Dracula asked forcefully.
"I- I can't bre-eath." Igor informed him. His eyes looked as if they were going to bulge out of his head if Dracula were to choke him any harder.
Dracula still glaring at Igor loosened his grip as he sighed in attempt to calm his raging nerves. He shut his eyes for a few seconds; ears open to the commotion the creature was causing. He could hear things falling and breaking, he could hear it killing his workers and their chilling screams. He slowly opened his eyes and glared a fiery red at him. Dracula was on the verge of taking on his monster form. Dracula spoke between clenched jaws, "What was it?" he said, speaking in a hiss- like tone.
"The Derlahimn was ill. If we didn't give it the vaccinations it needed then it would have been no use to you. You wouldn't even have a plot."
"It's destroying my lab!" Dracula hissed this time taking on his monstrous form. His eyes shown the fires of hell and his blackish color gleamed in the lightning like sparking wires. His fangs were the size of Igor's deformed head and when he stood tall he was three times Igor's size.
Igor cowered and bowed his head to the floor pleading for mercy. Dracula growled and flew towards the raging Derlahimn. It almost looked like a werewolf except it was scaly like a dragon. It was closest to the dragon family and the last of its family. Its eyes were haunting yellow. Its scale tone was a teal and his wings spread out to the length of it's enormous body. It was twice the size of Dracula when he was in his monstrous form. Dracula landed on a fallen table, his talon like claws clutching at the legs for balance. The Derlahimn turned to Dracula, bending over slightly just so it could let out an ear piercing roar. The five spikes that went down his head form forehead to back were sharp and looked like they were a type of metal. It's wings had several holes in them for speed and it's claws on hand and feet were the size of his enormous carnivorous teeth.
Dracula puffed out his chest and replied the roar only sending the Derlahimn into a frenzy. It leaped at Dracula as if it had springs in it's feet, but Dracula dodged it's attack. Dracula flew to the back of the Derlahimn and slashed it's back with his claws. The Derlahimn Shrieked in pain arching it's back inward. It turned around and caught Dracula in it's hand and threw him against the wall. Dracula hit the stonewall with an impact that would have killed him if he was human. He lifted himself from the floor with shaky arm support then leapt into the air after the Daerlahimn that had taken flight. Dracula's' pet kicked him aside but Dracula grabbed it's foot in it's attempt and yanked it to the floor. The Derlahimn fell onto a machine that was already tilted to the side and it crashed down on top of him.
Dracula glided gracefully down and stood on the machine only adding an extra 5oo pounds to the weight that pressing down on the Derlahimns chest. Dracula gave it an evil glare and hissed, "You will obey me this time. I will have my way one way or another."
The Derlahimn stopped struggling and looked at Dracula with a pained expression. It knew that it had lost the challenge and that it must do what it was Dracula wanted. It let out an exasperated sigh that signaled Dracula that he had one this battle.
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