(CAPITALS are Song Lyrics)
Iilana awoke, in human form, on a bed. It was a four-post bed, with silk drapes. The pillows were silky soft. The blankets-
She paused. She looked down at herself- she wore a fine gown. It was a strapless red and black taffeta gown that had tapered sleeves that reached her middle finger. It showed a bit of her well-formed cleavage. On the bedside table (oak), a black choker the shape of a rose. She put it on on impulse.
"Awake, my dear?"
Dracula's voice. Damn it! She was in his castle! She kept silent.
"I know you're awake, Iilana. Now, come on out. I wish to have a word with you."
She stayed where she was.
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Dracula sighed. The girl was really stubborn. Fine, time for extreme measures.... Snapping his finger, all the doors in the castle-save the main door of course-swung open. Pulling his index finger in a 'come-hither' gesture, Iilana slid effortlessly from her room into the ballroom, where Dracula was. He snapped his fingers-and she halted just inches from his face. She gasped for air. Her feet hurt and so did her back.
"Curse be Darla...that (she tore off Iilana's wings) was uncalled for."
He thought. Gently running his fingers down her slender back, the pain faded.
"I believe thanks are in order."
Before she could reply, she cried out in pain and fell to the floor, shaking.
"Not again...."
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YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME BUT I REMEMBER YOU
Gabriel looked out of the window of the grand Valerious manor, where Dracula was a relative to the royal gypsies that dwelled here.
"Come now, Gabriel, don't be so unsociable,"
laughed Dracula, pulling him over to where some ladies were.
Gabriel was struck dumb when he caught sight of a dark-eyed and dark-haired angel in hunting gear not unlike Anna's walk into the manor. Beside her, an equally beautiful lady clothed in a pink blouse and black pants-with black cloth criss-crossed round her arms (think Eric Draven meets Amy Lee). Dracula himself went silent at the sight of the latter. Had they been dogs, they would be drooling all over the floor.
"Greetings, cousin,"
The woman that resembled Anna greeted Dracula courteously.
"Who are you, sweet angel?"
asked Gabriel, lost in her eyes.
"Allegria."
"Illyria,"
The other woman replied.
Love usually blossomed on less than that.
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I LIE AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU
BUT WHO CAN DECIDE WHAT THEY DREAM?-AND DREAM I DO
I BELIEVE IN YOU
I'LL GIVE UP EVERYTHING JUST TO FIND YOU
I HAVE TO BE WITH YOU TO LIVE TO BREATHE
YOURE TAKING OVER ME
"Are you alright, my love-
"DON'T touch me!"
She barked. He jerked back.
"Suit yourself. I wanted to ask you to dance but-
"I can't dance, Dracula. Besides, how can I enjoy myself when Carl was taken by one of your kind-and tore off my wings?"
"Let's make a deal, shall we, love? You dance with me-and I'll bring you to Carl."
"ONE dance."
"Agreed."
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Dracula dipped her, spun her and twirled round with her with such grace that would make the experts weep with shame.
As he leaned in to kiss her, she went into a trance: The visions....
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Dracula and Illyria made a beautiful couple. So did Allegria and Gabriel. Within a few months, the lovers were head over heels with each other. That night, clad in black and red seperately, the four of them danced the night away. They could do this forever-but it was never meant to be....
MONTHS LATER....
Dracula cradled Illyria's corpse in his arms, weeping.
"No!"
His mind protested, but she was truly dead. After receiving false news that he died in battle, she was so greif-sticken she flung herself off a cliff. Allegria had found her shattered corpse. Gabriel held Allegria, filled with relief that she was alive-and sorrow for his friend Dracula.
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Gabriel looked down at the man-or what used to be a man and his best friend- grimly, sword in ahnd. Ever since Illyria had died, Dracula had been unconsolable-and had gone mad .He killed innocents-and drank their blood. Just last week, he had killed Allegria, breaking Gabriel's heart so.
"Dracula,"
He growled. Dracula looked up, blood all over his face.
"Ah, Gabriel. Nice of you to come. I was getting hungry."
"I have to take you down-after what you did to that village-and Allegria, I cannot suffer you to live."
"I was hungry."
"You monster,"
he growled. Both fought for what seemed like hours-and finally, Gabriel finally murdered Dracula. But Dracula, in his dying breath, swore his soul to Satan to be immortal. And it was done.....
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Finally, oh, finally.... The memories released Iilana. She fell to the floor, tears in her eyes. But they were not for herself-they were for Dracula.
"I saw it all....Gabriel was your friend...A woman that resembled me...you loved her-she died due to a lie-
Dracula looked at her, shocked.
"How-
"It appears you gave me your memories when you bit me."
Symphaty was growing in her heart now. And that terrified her.
Dracula leaned against a pillar and laughed bitterly. To think he was talking about this....
"Illyria and I loved each other despite their differences. In truth, we were so similar yet so alike. We loved hunting and fencing."
A bitter smile grew on his face.
"She was a child of the Light. I, of the Darkness even before I sold my soul to Satan. But it appeared my enemies were determined we should never be together-they wrote a note alike in my hand-she read it-
He trailed off, not wishing to relive the memories.
All was silent.
"Come,"
he said abruptly.
"Take my hand if you wish to see Carl."
She got up. And they left the ballroom at once.
HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ALL I KNOW
AND ALL WE HAD?
YOU SAW ME MOURNING MY LOVE FOR YOU-AND TOOK MY HAND
I KNEW YOU LOVED ME THEN
I BELIEVE IN YOU
I'LL GIVE UP EVERYTHING JUST TO FIND YOU
I HAVE TO BE WITH YOU TO LIVE TO BREATHE
YOU'RE TAKING OVER ME
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Dracula's POV:
I watched with puzzled fascination as Iilana seemed to have a fit on the floor. Then, after what seemed to be centuries, she stopped and looked up at me- she was crying. For ME. It appeared that when I bit her, I gave her my memories. Cursed be Gabriel, who had cut off my finger along with my body- he had the gall to wear my ring as if it was his. From what I last heard of the present Gabriel, God had given him a new form-as a bloody(not the swear word), dying infant and placed him on the steps of the Vactican. How I wish I could have killed that wretch there and then! And yes, Allegria has returned-as Anna, every bit of her strong , fiesty and beautiful. My, does she HATE me. Iilana-or should I say, Illyria, still looks the same. She seems to be a little warmer somewhat. Perhaps the hollow of my undead heart shall be rekindled after all....
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Carl was going in and out of consciousness. He would die soon unless Help came –and it did.
"Erik?!!"
"Sh..Carl, listen...I'm going to take over your body for a while-
"I rather be dead!"
"Don't I wish. Now shut up and listen. I'm taking over your body so that you can live."
"I won't do it!"
"You MUST! Do you want Iilana to be sad because of you?"
"Of course not-
"Let me in then. Please."
Carl agreed. And Erik took over him.
I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SEE YOUR FACE
IF I LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
SO MANY THINGS INSIDE THAT ARE
JUST LIKE YOU ARE TAKING OVER...
(The song is Taking Over Me, by Evanescence.Methinks that should Evanescence be around in Dracula's time period, they would be his personal entertainers-what a twisted mind I have..... NO, I DON'T own Evanescence or Van Helsing. Grrr.....)
Iilana awoke, in human form, on a bed. It was a four-post bed, with silk drapes. The pillows were silky soft. The blankets-
She paused. She looked down at herself- she wore a fine gown. It was a strapless red and black taffeta gown that had tapered sleeves that reached her middle finger. It showed a bit of her well-formed cleavage. On the bedside table (oak), a black choker the shape of a rose. She put it on on impulse.
"Awake, my dear?"
Dracula's voice. Damn it! She was in his castle! She kept silent.
"I know you're awake, Iilana. Now, come on out. I wish to have a word with you."
She stayed where she was.
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Dracula sighed. The girl was really stubborn. Fine, time for extreme measures.... Snapping his finger, all the doors in the castle-save the main door of course-swung open. Pulling his index finger in a 'come-hither' gesture, Iilana slid effortlessly from her room into the ballroom, where Dracula was. He snapped his fingers-and she halted just inches from his face. She gasped for air. Her feet hurt and so did her back.
"Curse be Darla...that (she tore off Iilana's wings) was uncalled for."
He thought. Gently running his fingers down her slender back, the pain faded.
"I believe thanks are in order."
Before she could reply, she cried out in pain and fell to the floor, shaking.
"Not again...."
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YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME BUT I REMEMBER YOU
Gabriel looked out of the window of the grand Valerious manor, where Dracula was a relative to the royal gypsies that dwelled here.
"Come now, Gabriel, don't be so unsociable,"
laughed Dracula, pulling him over to where some ladies were.
Gabriel was struck dumb when he caught sight of a dark-eyed and dark-haired angel in hunting gear not unlike Anna's walk into the manor. Beside her, an equally beautiful lady clothed in a pink blouse and black pants-with black cloth criss-crossed round her arms (think Eric Draven meets Amy Lee). Dracula himself went silent at the sight of the latter. Had they been dogs, they would be drooling all over the floor.
"Greetings, cousin,"
The woman that resembled Anna greeted Dracula courteously.
"Who are you, sweet angel?"
asked Gabriel, lost in her eyes.
"Allegria."
"Illyria,"
The other woman replied.
Love usually blossomed on less than that.
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I LIE AWAKE AND TRY SO HARD NOT TO THINK OF YOU
BUT WHO CAN DECIDE WHAT THEY DREAM?-AND DREAM I DO
I BELIEVE IN YOU
I'LL GIVE UP EVERYTHING JUST TO FIND YOU
I HAVE TO BE WITH YOU TO LIVE TO BREATHE
YOURE TAKING OVER ME
"Are you alright, my love-
"DON'T touch me!"
She barked. He jerked back.
"Suit yourself. I wanted to ask you to dance but-
"I can't dance, Dracula. Besides, how can I enjoy myself when Carl was taken by one of your kind-and tore off my wings?"
"Let's make a deal, shall we, love? You dance with me-and I'll bring you to Carl."
"ONE dance."
"Agreed."
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Dracula dipped her, spun her and twirled round with her with such grace that would make the experts weep with shame.
As he leaned in to kiss her, she went into a trance: The visions....
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Dracula and Illyria made a beautiful couple. So did Allegria and Gabriel. Within a few months, the lovers were head over heels with each other. That night, clad in black and red seperately, the four of them danced the night away. They could do this forever-but it was never meant to be....
MONTHS LATER....
Dracula cradled Illyria's corpse in his arms, weeping.
"No!"
His mind protested, but she was truly dead. After receiving false news that he died in battle, she was so greif-sticken she flung herself off a cliff. Allegria had found her shattered corpse. Gabriel held Allegria, filled with relief that she was alive-and sorrow for his friend Dracula.
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Gabriel looked down at the man-or what used to be a man and his best friend- grimly, sword in ahnd. Ever since Illyria had died, Dracula had been unconsolable-and had gone mad .He killed innocents-and drank their blood. Just last week, he had killed Allegria, breaking Gabriel's heart so.
"Dracula,"
He growled. Dracula looked up, blood all over his face.
"Ah, Gabriel. Nice of you to come. I was getting hungry."
"I have to take you down-after what you did to that village-and Allegria, I cannot suffer you to live."
"I was hungry."
"You monster,"
he growled. Both fought for what seemed like hours-and finally, Gabriel finally murdered Dracula. But Dracula, in his dying breath, swore his soul to Satan to be immortal. And it was done.....
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Finally, oh, finally.... The memories released Iilana. She fell to the floor, tears in her eyes. But they were not for herself-they were for Dracula.
"I saw it all....Gabriel was your friend...A woman that resembled me...you loved her-she died due to a lie-
Dracula looked at her, shocked.
"How-
"It appears you gave me your memories when you bit me."
Symphaty was growing in her heart now. And that terrified her.
Dracula leaned against a pillar and laughed bitterly. To think he was talking about this....
"Illyria and I loved each other despite their differences. In truth, we were so similar yet so alike. We loved hunting and fencing."
A bitter smile grew on his face.
"She was a child of the Light. I, of the Darkness even before I sold my soul to Satan. But it appeared my enemies were determined we should never be together-they wrote a note alike in my hand-she read it-
He trailed off, not wishing to relive the memories.
All was silent.
"Come,"
he said abruptly.
"Take my hand if you wish to see Carl."
She got up. And they left the ballroom at once.
HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ALL I KNOW
AND ALL WE HAD?
YOU SAW ME MOURNING MY LOVE FOR YOU-AND TOOK MY HAND
I KNEW YOU LOVED ME THEN
I BELIEVE IN YOU
I'LL GIVE UP EVERYTHING JUST TO FIND YOU
I HAVE TO BE WITH YOU TO LIVE TO BREATHE
YOU'RE TAKING OVER ME
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Dracula's POV:
I watched with puzzled fascination as Iilana seemed to have a fit on the floor. Then, after what seemed to be centuries, she stopped and looked up at me- she was crying. For ME. It appeared that when I bit her, I gave her my memories. Cursed be Gabriel, who had cut off my finger along with my body- he had the gall to wear my ring as if it was his. From what I last heard of the present Gabriel, God had given him a new form-as a bloody(not the swear word), dying infant and placed him on the steps of the Vactican. How I wish I could have killed that wretch there and then! And yes, Allegria has returned-as Anna, every bit of her strong , fiesty and beautiful. My, does she HATE me. Iilana-or should I say, Illyria, still looks the same. She seems to be a little warmer somewhat. Perhaps the hollow of my undead heart shall be rekindled after all....
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Carl was going in and out of consciousness. He would die soon unless Help came –and it did.
"Erik?!!"
"Sh..Carl, listen...I'm going to take over your body for a while-
"I rather be dead!"
"Don't I wish. Now shut up and listen. I'm taking over your body so that you can live."
"I won't do it!"
"You MUST! Do you want Iilana to be sad because of you?"
"Of course not-
"Let me in then. Please."
Carl agreed. And Erik took over him.
I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND SEE YOUR FACE
IF I LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
SO MANY THINGS INSIDE THAT ARE
JUST LIKE YOU ARE TAKING OVER...
(The song is Taking Over Me, by Evanescence.Methinks that should Evanescence be around in Dracula's time period, they would be his personal entertainers-what a twisted mind I have..... NO, I DON'T own Evanescence or Van Helsing. Grrr.....)