It was late, two in the morning, when Dr. Dragulia was pacing around
the ward. He was pulling a grave night shift, but he had a motif. He
wanted to check on that patient that Michelle had taken so quickly. Dr.
Dragulia had a feeling he knew what he was going to find because he
recognized the name he was claiming to be. He smoothed his jet black hair
back as he approached the room that contained Gabriel. He smirked at
seeing the man lying on his side, facing away from the door.
'So, he accepts that he is being called crazy. Well, he's been called much worse. Murderer, that was what he used to be known as. Poor fool, can't even remember that I'm sure.' Dr. Dragulia crossed his arms in front of his chest. 'Looks like I'd better go in and help him refresh his memory.'
Dr. Dragulia punched in the code to the room, and the door slid open. Gabriel stirred and sat up with a hunter's well-trained skill evident in his eyes. He saw the dark-headed man before him and felt his brain burning as it tried to remember why he looked so familiar. Gabriel scanned the man's face and stopped at the ice-cold stare Dr. Dragulia's blue eyes gave him. 'Who is this man,' he thought. 'I know him, but who is he?'
Dr. Dragulia stepped closer to Gabriel and leaned down nearly face-to- face with him. "Hello, Gabriel," he said with a Romanian accent to his voice.
Gabriel realized who the man was. He scoot back to the wall and said, "Dracula!"
Dr. Dragulia laughed. "Ah, so you do remember!"
Gabriel felt his brain release all kinds of pictures involving Dracula, and he spoke. "I remember that I killed you."
Dr. Dragulia nodded. "Yes, you did, but this is not that life, Gabriel." Dr. Dragulia stepped back a few steps and paused to savor Gabriel's terror. Then, he used antics that he knew Gabriel would recognize. "Let me reintroduce myself. I am Daul Dragulia." Dr. Dragulia took a bow. "Formerly known to you as Vladislaus Dragulia and Dracula."
Gabriel felt his mouth go dry. "Are you just going to kill me?" Gabriel asked.
Dr. Dragulia smirked. "You would like that wouldn't you? You would like to be taken away from all of this, the smell, the feeling of being caged in. It's not pleasant, is it?"
Gabriel swallowed hard. "No, it isn't."
Dr. Dragulia stepped close to Gabriel again, and Gabriel pressed as far as he could against the wall. There was iciness in Dr. Dragulia's stare. "I know what it feels to be caged, Gabriel. I had to endure it for a while, as must you!"
Gabriel waited until Dr. Dragulia backed away before he relaxed a little, but he kept his guard up. This man was enemy from previous lives, and he was not to be trusted. Dr. Dragulia stared down at Gabriel. His Romanian accent still flooded his English. "Look at you, Gabriel, you're still being used. God still wants you to do the dirty work on Earth. Pity that you won't be doing that. I'll make sure you stay in here, away from your assignment."
Gabriel glared at Dr. Dragulia and saw his past encounters with him flood before his eyes. He saw him with long black hair and fancy noble clothing from 1889, the time he had killed Dracula. The man before him was still Dracula, but had taken on a different name. "How can you still be alive?" Gabriel asked.
"I did not live through our last encounter, Gabriel. I died, but I was reincarnated into the same body I had before. Same soul, same body. But, I am not a vampire, Gabriel. That perk did not follow me into my new life." Dr. Dragulia walked about the room with the same old bounce to his step that he had as Dracula. Gabriel cowered before Dr. Dragulia as he remembered there was a lot of pain involved in the night he killed Dracula.
Dr. Dragulia laughed. "You don't remember, do you?"
Gabriel had deja vu as Dr. Dragulia said that, and he knew that Dracula had said that to him. So, Gabriel used a line from his past as well. Confidently, he said, "What exactly is it that I should be remembering?"
Dr. Dragulia let out a laugh. "So, there is some memory in that brain of yours. Well, I know that you can't remember what happened after I died. You don't remember what pain you caused after that, do you?"
Gabriel stayed quiet because he didn't know. He felt there was something he should know about it, but his memory failed him. He just glared into Dr. Dragulia's cold eyes. Dr. Dragulia smiled. "I won't tell you what happened, Gabriel. You will have to figure it out in time, all alone."
Gabriel clenched his jaw and wanted to fight Dr. Dragulia. But, he kept to verbal retaliation. "I am not alone, Dracula," he said. "I saw Carl today."
Dr. Dragulia laughed in spite of Gabriel's hope. "That is not Carl, you fool!"
"It is, it looks just like him."
Dr. Dragulia sobered. "Dr. Englehart's boyfriend is the reincarnation of Carl's body, but the soul is not Carl's. Do you believe I would have allowed Carl to waltz over to you and talk with you? I'd be as crazy of some of my patients to do something like that."
Gabriel felt the hope that he had within him die out. He was trapped in that white prison with no way out, and no one to talk to. He could talk to Michelle, and try to convince her who he really was. That was his only hope, but she was part of Dr. Dragulia's staff. Michelle would never believe who he was, she would just try to make it stop. It would never stop because they were not delusions, they were real memories from his past.
"What do plan to do?" Gabriel asked.
"I will use you some day soon to regain my control, Gabriel." Dr. Dragulia told him. He cleared his voice and walked over to the door. He spoke again without the Romanian accent. "Goodnight, Gabriel." Then, Dr. Dragulia left the room leaving Gabriel shuddering from his presence.
A/N(Ooh, now Dr. Dragulia has been exposed! I'm glad this story has a few people interested. It has me interested.)
'So, he accepts that he is being called crazy. Well, he's been called much worse. Murderer, that was what he used to be known as. Poor fool, can't even remember that I'm sure.' Dr. Dragulia crossed his arms in front of his chest. 'Looks like I'd better go in and help him refresh his memory.'
Dr. Dragulia punched in the code to the room, and the door slid open. Gabriel stirred and sat up with a hunter's well-trained skill evident in his eyes. He saw the dark-headed man before him and felt his brain burning as it tried to remember why he looked so familiar. Gabriel scanned the man's face and stopped at the ice-cold stare Dr. Dragulia's blue eyes gave him. 'Who is this man,' he thought. 'I know him, but who is he?'
Dr. Dragulia stepped closer to Gabriel and leaned down nearly face-to- face with him. "Hello, Gabriel," he said with a Romanian accent to his voice.
Gabriel realized who the man was. He scoot back to the wall and said, "Dracula!"
Dr. Dragulia laughed. "Ah, so you do remember!"
Gabriel felt his brain release all kinds of pictures involving Dracula, and he spoke. "I remember that I killed you."
Dr. Dragulia nodded. "Yes, you did, but this is not that life, Gabriel." Dr. Dragulia stepped back a few steps and paused to savor Gabriel's terror. Then, he used antics that he knew Gabriel would recognize. "Let me reintroduce myself. I am Daul Dragulia." Dr. Dragulia took a bow. "Formerly known to you as Vladislaus Dragulia and Dracula."
Gabriel felt his mouth go dry. "Are you just going to kill me?" Gabriel asked.
Dr. Dragulia smirked. "You would like that wouldn't you? You would like to be taken away from all of this, the smell, the feeling of being caged in. It's not pleasant, is it?"
Gabriel swallowed hard. "No, it isn't."
Dr. Dragulia stepped close to Gabriel again, and Gabriel pressed as far as he could against the wall. There was iciness in Dr. Dragulia's stare. "I know what it feels to be caged, Gabriel. I had to endure it for a while, as must you!"
Gabriel waited until Dr. Dragulia backed away before he relaxed a little, but he kept his guard up. This man was enemy from previous lives, and he was not to be trusted. Dr. Dragulia stared down at Gabriel. His Romanian accent still flooded his English. "Look at you, Gabriel, you're still being used. God still wants you to do the dirty work on Earth. Pity that you won't be doing that. I'll make sure you stay in here, away from your assignment."
Gabriel glared at Dr. Dragulia and saw his past encounters with him flood before his eyes. He saw him with long black hair and fancy noble clothing from 1889, the time he had killed Dracula. The man before him was still Dracula, but had taken on a different name. "How can you still be alive?" Gabriel asked.
"I did not live through our last encounter, Gabriel. I died, but I was reincarnated into the same body I had before. Same soul, same body. But, I am not a vampire, Gabriel. That perk did not follow me into my new life." Dr. Dragulia walked about the room with the same old bounce to his step that he had as Dracula. Gabriel cowered before Dr. Dragulia as he remembered there was a lot of pain involved in the night he killed Dracula.
Dr. Dragulia laughed. "You don't remember, do you?"
Gabriel had deja vu as Dr. Dragulia said that, and he knew that Dracula had said that to him. So, Gabriel used a line from his past as well. Confidently, he said, "What exactly is it that I should be remembering?"
Dr. Dragulia let out a laugh. "So, there is some memory in that brain of yours. Well, I know that you can't remember what happened after I died. You don't remember what pain you caused after that, do you?"
Gabriel stayed quiet because he didn't know. He felt there was something he should know about it, but his memory failed him. He just glared into Dr. Dragulia's cold eyes. Dr. Dragulia smiled. "I won't tell you what happened, Gabriel. You will have to figure it out in time, all alone."
Gabriel clenched his jaw and wanted to fight Dr. Dragulia. But, he kept to verbal retaliation. "I am not alone, Dracula," he said. "I saw Carl today."
Dr. Dragulia laughed in spite of Gabriel's hope. "That is not Carl, you fool!"
"It is, it looks just like him."
Dr. Dragulia sobered. "Dr. Englehart's boyfriend is the reincarnation of Carl's body, but the soul is not Carl's. Do you believe I would have allowed Carl to waltz over to you and talk with you? I'd be as crazy of some of my patients to do something like that."
Gabriel felt the hope that he had within him die out. He was trapped in that white prison with no way out, and no one to talk to. He could talk to Michelle, and try to convince her who he really was. That was his only hope, but she was part of Dr. Dragulia's staff. Michelle would never believe who he was, she would just try to make it stop. It would never stop because they were not delusions, they were real memories from his past.
"What do plan to do?" Gabriel asked.
"I will use you some day soon to regain my control, Gabriel." Dr. Dragulia told him. He cleared his voice and walked over to the door. He spoke again without the Romanian accent. "Goodnight, Gabriel." Then, Dr. Dragulia left the room leaving Gabriel shuddering from his presence.
A/N(Ooh, now Dr. Dragulia has been exposed! I'm glad this story has a few people interested. It has me interested.)