Chapter Seven
The village came into view far before Poison expected it too, it seemed that just seconds ago they were just outside the castle.
Poison followed Dracula who landed on the roof of one of the houses with a perfect view of the courtyard. A tree sagged over the roof and Dracula hid behind it. It would be impossible for anyone to see him as this house was behind others and the tree made a perfect hiding spot. Poison landed next to Dracula, not realising the roof would be so slippery. She fell backwards landing on her butt. She screamed obscenities at herself, although they did not come out of her mouth, but echoed in her head. Poison couldn't speak; it seemed as a vampire her voice didn't work.
"We passed through a portal," Dracula told her. "When you reach it, just think of where you want to be and it shall send you there. That's how we got here so fast."
Poison found this information interesting, although she would never let Dracula know that. She was deeply suffering without her voice. She loved to speak, mostly to tell others they were wrong and begin an argument, she'd never lost a verbal argument. before, mostly because people were to afraid to argue with her.
Dracula had been watching the village, the moment he landed and changed back into his human form. Poison felt awkward, not used to being this size. She found herself tangled in the tree, she struggled and once she got free she plonked her butt down on the roof, hoping that she wouldn't get stuck in anything or slip over again while she was sitting down.
Dracula turned towards her. She had folded her arms over her chest and was attempting to pout, although her fangs got in the way.
"You're not the only one who's had difficult adjusting to this. Verona fell out of a tree on her first hunt."
Poison snickered, feeling better that knowing one of the most infamous vampires had trouble adjusting as well. But why was he telling her this, even as a vampire she despised being in his presence and became annoyed that he was trying to calm her. What was he up too?
Dracula moved out of the way, leaving room for Poison to move so that she could see the villagers. A few people were walking around, probably walking home after having a drink with their mates. Poison noticed a drunken man stumbling around.
'Too easy,' she thought to herself.
Then she saw the perfect candidate, a young pregnant woman walking alone, probably only in her early 20's. Poison did not know if it was jealousy or blood lust that made her lunge for the woman, but before she knew it she was off the roof flying towards the woman.
Screams filled the courtyard and the woman tried to run for shelter, but she was no match for Poison's speed. Poison scooped up the woman, lifting her by holding under her arms. She was surprised at how light the woman was. The woman continued to scream it became extremely irritating. Poison sunk her fangs deep into the woman's neck. Warm crimson blood filled her mouth and she swallowed hungrily. She pulled her fangs out of the woman's neck, once Poison knew she was dead and flew out of view.
Dracula paced up and down on the roof looking for her. Everything had gone silent. Dracula became worried that she had been hurt, he did not want to give himself away, but for some reason the thought of losing Poison was quite painful. He waited, if she did not appear soon Dracula promised himself he would go looking for her. In her momentary hiding spot, Poison pressed her fangs back into the woman's neck and sucked the last of the blood from her body. An immense pleasure filled her body, one she had never before experienced. The power Poison felt while draining the lifeblood from the woman's body was luxurious. Poison realised the building she had hidden behind was a church. She snarled and flew out into the courtyard.
Van Helsing was positioned ready to fire his arrows at Poison, Anna and the monk stood by him. She could see their faces now. The monk had short blonde hair that turned outwards at the tips; it looked like he had permanent hat hair. Van Helsing had wavy brown hair that stopped below his shoulders. He was unshaven, a five o'clock shadow on his face. Both the monk and Van Helsing had brown eyes, Poison found this boring, as everyone in her village except her had brown eyes, she wanted some variety. An evil smirk spread across Poison's face as she flew in lower, still clutching at the woman's body. Suddenly she let go, the body flung into Van Helsing and the monk knocking them flying. Poison then dove at Anna's feet knocking her backwards, her head hitting the side of the well. Poison picked Anna up by her feet with the claws of her own feet.
She flew off passing Dracula who was still on the roof. He changed and followed Poison back to the castle.
Poison had felt the arrival of the portal, it felt like a small electric shock, she thought of the castle and was soon flying through one of its windows. She gently dropped Anna onto the cold cement floor, of the castle's main room. She did not wish to kill the gypsy princess yet. Once Anna was on the floor, Poison landed beside her, changing back to her human form.
Dracula landed next to Poison looking at Anna with confusion.
"Why did you bring her here?" he asked still studying the unconscious princess.
"She was a threat. Now that I am a vampire I have to protect the species."
"But the visitor was the one trying to shoot at you."
"Ah but Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
Dracula stared at Poison a complete look of confusion filled his face.
"Basically since that werewolf killed her brother, she is out for revenge. Her anger over his death makes her a dangerous opponent," Poison replied. "Do what you wish with her. Kill her, turn her. I don't care. I'm off to try and bring myself down from the high that woman's blood gave me." Poison spun in circles, her face looking up towards the roof and her arms held out by her side to keep her balance.
Poison began to walk off but was stopped by Dracula calling her back.
"Poison generally we don't kill pregnant women. We let them give birth, then kill the mother and then the child when it is older... Oh... wait... you were jealous."
Poison turned to Dracula and shot him a look so full of anger Dracula could no longer bare to look at her and turned back to Anna.
Poison walked off leaving Dracula alone in the room with Anna.
Verona and Aleera entered the room on sensing their master's return. They stopped when they saw Anna.
"Master," Aleera cooed. "Why is she here?"
"Didn't you want her killed," Verona added.
"Poison brought her here. She has given me the choice to kill or turn her," Dracula replied not taking his eyes off Anna.
"Make her one of us Master," hissed Verona.
"We need another," added Aleera.
"And what of Poison?" asked Dracula finally looking at his brides, although he already knew what they would say.
Aleera and Verona moved closer towards him.
"Poison is not like us," Verona replied still moving towards her master.
"She will not follow you." Aleera added.
Dracula looked at his brides. He knew what they said was true; Poison did not have the respect for him that his brides had. Poison seemed to hold onto her self-control even after Dracula had turned her. None before her had been able to fight the hold he had over women, Poison was different and Dracula found it intriguing, he enjoyed a good challenge.
His train of thought was interrupted by Anna's moaning. Dracula turned to see that Anna was coming too. Anna's eyes bolted open and when she saw Dracula and his brides staring at her she gathered all her strength to stand up.
"Anna my love, you belong with us," Aleera laughed.
"The last of the Valerious," cooed Verona.
Dracula took Anna in his arms, her back towards his chest, Anna was too beat too fight him. Dracula ran his lips down her neck, before releasing his fangs and digging them deep into Anna's neck.
Just a few rooms away, Poison had been listening in. Even as a vampire she was hated by her own kind. Soon Dracula would have three brides again, what would Poison's purpose be then? If she even had one to begin with. Maybe Dracula just wished to torment her, as this was not unusual for Poison. She slumped against the wall and let her back slide down it until she was sitting on the floor. Tears began to fall from Poison's eyes she quickly wiped them away. She didn't want anyone to see her cry. She changed into a bat, and flew out of the castle in search of a place, where she could be alone with her thoughts.
