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Chapter 5: Sarah

Dracula awoke from a deep slumber, eager to see how his latest choice for a bride was doing. He opened up his coffin and crawled out. He stretched out a bit and walked, rather fast, into the opposite room.

As he entered he heard a scream followed closely by a loud pounding noise. "Help," he heard her scream.

"Calm down my love," he said in his most seductive tone, as he casually opened the coffin.

She hurried out and at the sight of Dracula, started to back away slowly. "W-who are you?" she asked, voice trembling.

"Oh, pardon my manners, my name is Count Vladislaus Dracula."

"Why am I here?"

"I've have brought you here," he answered. "For, you see, I wish for you to be my bride."

Her mouth gaped. "B-but I am too young and I'm sure you do not have my father's consent... do you?"

"Not exactly, you see I'm not exactly an average person."

"What do you mean?"

"I am a vampire."

At the mention of the word vampire, she screamed and ran towards the door. But Dracula was right there in front of her, as if he had magically transported there.

"Don't waste your energy, you cannot escape."

She turned and tried to run the other way, but just as before he appeared right in front of her.

"Tell me, my dear, why do you fear what you are?" he asked, motioning towards her neck.

She stopped and slowly lifted her hand to her neck. She gasped as she felt the two puncture marks right by her jugular.

"No," she said weakly falling to her knees. "I can't be a vampire." Dracula watched, somewhat amused, as she started to sob. "But what about my family... my friends?"

"You have no need for family or friends, as long as you have me," he said, kneeling down and lifting her chin up so she was staring right into his eyes. "Now tell me, what is your name."

"S- Sarah."

"Ah, Sarah, what a beautiful name," he said, glancing at the clock. "Come Sarah, it is time to feed." Sarah obeyed and followed Dracula through his castle and to a room, where a young boy was lying unconscious. "This is your food, Sarah, as you know vampires feed by drinking the blood of humans. We do this by using our canine teeth and biting down into their jugular. From there all you do is drink. Now do it," he ordered.

Sarah hesitated, the thought of something so disgusting made her want to puke. But Dracula seemed so nice and caring and wise. She had to obey. Sarah slowly walked over to the boy, looking back at Dracula every now and then for reassurance. She felt her stomach rumbled, which enhanced her craving for food. She looked down at the boy, and started to have second thoughts. He looked so peaceful, she just couldn't imagine herself doing such a thing.

"Don't be afraid," Dracula told her. "Just remember what I said."

She nodded and bent down. "I'm sorry," she whispered into the boy's ear before biting down on his jugular. She slowly drank his blood, savoring the great taste it brought. At that moment she felt herself changing. She was no longer the same poor, farm girl she had been. She was a different woman now and she belonged to Dracula.