Yay! Here is my third chapter so far, I'm trying as hard as I can to make as many as I can during school but exams are coming as some know. But in a week I will be completely free and I will upload very often! I'm happy to here some people like my story so far, and I hope you enjoy this chapteras well! (I still, yet again, do not own any of these characters.) This should be the final chapter of just Verona and Vlad but I may surprise you with a tiny chapter finishing it off (the ending here doesn't completely work for me as of now so more than likely a tiny chapter will follow soon!). Enjoy!

Dracula's Brides

Chapter 3: Vladislaus's Plan

Verona woke up in complete darkness. She could feel herself being lifted and dropped continuously and it took her a moment to realize it was a person she was lying on top of. Trying to lift herself up as gently as she could without waking him she raised her head upward to hit the top of something hard and cold. She was inside something, and fear struck her heart- but then she realized she didn't feel it there but in her mind she thought it, she felt no tingle throughout her body one would feel in fear, or the sweat that would form on one's forehead. Verona felt cold, and reached for a blanket only to hit another wall, then another. She was trapped. The form under her began to move and she froze, an arm lifted up to her head and brought it downwards onto his chest. He mumbled a few things and fell asleep almost at once. It was only then did she realize who it was she was on, and remembered what she had done the night before.

"Vladislaus," she whispered and silently recounted the night in her mind. He had bitten her neck, she remembered that there was pain only because she yelled out, but could not remember what it felt like. He had then draped her in his cloak and pressed her body against his. That was when she forgot everything else, in her dreams she felt a strong wind blowing against her face and being dropped lightly onto a grassy field. After that, only Vladislaus would know.

He had done it, he had made her his. He tasted her flesh and felt her life diminish into his mouth, but then he gave back to her some of his life, she drank his blood and now they were one. It felt good to have a companion in the world, he was new at this himself, his full power had not yet been reveled to him. He could change into a bat creature and had super human strength, but beyond this he knew nothing. He desired the blood of others, and had feasted on many of them for years now. Verona was supposed to be one of the dead now, but he had spared her and made her his instead- an undead being. She would help him in his plan now, he would control the human race and destroy those that cursed him.

"Perhaps," he thought, "there was a chance that she and I will be able to multiply into thousands." This new idea of his own offspring joining him in his quest filled him with determination, and that is why he spared her so many times from his anger- for the chance to breed.

Vladislaus felt her moving on top of him trying to get out, he was disgruntled to be awoken but let it pass for the time being and reached out for her. He felt her head and could hear her breathe in short intervals. Pulling her back down to him gently he reliazed how exhausted he was from the experience; he had never done something like that before, and had not known it would take so much of his energy to give her life again.

"Verona," he thought when he awoke the next night, "we shall try my plan in the morning after we get to really know one another." With a smile on his face, he opened the coffin's lid slowly just in case he was mistaken and the sun was still out. Verona woke with a start as she felt herself being lifted and yawned loudly,

"Vladislaus, why must we be out at night?" she cooed to him.

"We are creatures of the night, my love, if you were to walk out in full daylight-" he stopped and smiled again, "let us say it would not end nicely?" She looked puzzled but with his eyes he commanded her not to question. The main rule he wanted was not to be questioned in his own house, he was the law here now. Verona's stomach growled and she reached down and rubbed it gently, Vladislaus turned around to her and asked, "hungry are we?" and when she nodded in reply he laughed in response, "follow me." Down in a cellar there were two bodies lying down chained against the wall, one was of an older woman, dying from starvation and sorrow. The other was of a young boy who had lost his strength from malnutrition. Vladislaus glided down casually to the people who looked up at him blankly.

"She will not know them, and that is good" he said softly. Then he called out, "Verona, are you coming my dear?" with some impatience he waited while she slowly made her way down the stairs, "I must teach you how to feed now, and later," he added deliberately as she stumbled, "how to glide perhaps, hmm?" She looked up at him apologetically, but he only rolled his eyes in disgust. It was amazing how soon he tired of her. If it weren't for his plan for the morning, he would not even bother, he thought. When she came to him the two captors looked at her for a moment, and the young boy seemed to recognize her and was about to say something, but Vladislaus grabbed the older woman.

"Here, at the neck, is where you make your move. As you bite down, you will feel the blood stream into your mouth, you will only have to swallow it then, and it is done." He paused to look at her, she was watching him intently like a school girl, and was eager to learn more. "Now, observe," as he finished he drew the woman near him and bent her head back. His teeth began to grow out, and as soon as his head began to shake he thrust his mouth downward onto the woman's neck. She yelped in pain, but in a moment her life was gone. Vladislaus motioned Verona to go to the boy, and as she bent down to him Vladislaus corrected her,

"No, Verona, it is easier if you lift them to you."

"But I do not think," she protested,

"Do it!" he yelled in reply, "I shall not be questioned!" His eyes bored into hers and she did as he instructed. The boy was lifted into the air to face her, and she was surprised at her own strength, he seemed to be as heavy as a twig to her. She bent his head back so it faced the ceiling, and when she saw his pale neck, her teeth began to grow on their own. She felt her senses get keener and her eyes stronger and her lust for blood grew more and more until she went down onto his neck, when she felt the blood stream into her mouth, only then did she satisfy all of her needs.

"Good, very good," Vlad laughed as Verona dropped the lifeless body to the floor. Maybe she wasn't as stupid as she seemed.

That night, Vlad drew her close to him and petted her head. She curled herself up against him as close as she could and could feel herself being lifted into the air and drifting towards the room where they had slept.

"I have a plan for you and I, Verona," Vlad said into her ear, "I want to have children to wander the earth with us. To live and breath like we do! Verona! Will you help me in this?" He knew he would make her do it either way, but to tempt her with this was just for fun.

"Vladislaus, for you I would do anything! Let me bear your children, I want to be a mother!" It was what he would have expected in the end.

She was his now, and tonight, no one in the world existed except for the two of them.