FASH: Hello once again fellow goers, what is up? Just typing up the fifth chapter here, as if you didn't know that already. Friday is finally here WOO HOO! (Cough.) Anyways, enough with my useless rambling, on with the fic!

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Dracula had left the room moments before, claiming that he needed to feed and that there was no hope for her to escape, both made Anka feel rather, horrible and sick. "How anybody can enjoy the metallic taste of blood is beyond me." She said to herself with a shiver. "Well, I guess I'm stuck here, like a fly in a spider's web, but I guess, even if I can't get out, I can still look around."

She had quietly made her way around the castle, easily avoiding Igor and any of the other things Dracula may have kept in his service. She had made her way to a huge door, what she guessed was the front entrance. "My God, it must take one hundred men to open that door. The only way someone could possibly get through themselves is if they could fly." She glared up at the large space above the huge door. "Why do vampires get to fly, it's not fair!" She stalked to a darkened doorway and found herself in front of a massive bridge.

"Wow, this must lead somewhere cool." She began walking across the bridge, smirking slightly as she saw the size of the chains. "I could fit one of those around my waist." She walked over to the side. "And why the hell are there bowls of fire? I'm sure that vampires can see well enough in the dark, and since they can fly, it's not like they need a bridge anyways. Oh, yeah, the minions."

She had walked up the massive flights of stairs to the tower, she vaguely remembered her mother telling stories of this place, where the werewolf cure was, and surely enough, at the top of the stairs, there were a bunch of bars, like a cell with a huge gap of it missing, burned by acid. She slowly stepped into the room, the pedestal where the vaccine had been, surrounded by a globe of acid, the broken window where Frankenstein had broken through, everything seemed untouched, like it had been left alone to collect dust, and everything was as she had pictured it as a child, her overactive imagination didn't seem so overactive after all.

"It seems so big, so-" "Vast?" Anka's eyes snapped back to the broken window, in front of which Dracula was now standing. "I did not think you would be able to sneak past all my minions, you must be light on your feat, my dear Anka." He said softly as he walked forward, closer to her. "I have no doubt in my mind that you have been trained by your mother and father." He began circling her, much like a predator would do to it's prey.

Anka was by now used to Dracula's 'antics' there didn't seem to be a minute that passed while she was with him that either made her feel extremely uncomfortable, or would have Dracula talking about what a 'wonderful' couple they'd make.

"Look, Dracula, it just wouldn't work out between us." She said as smoothly as she could, only to blush under his questioning gaze.

"Are you so thoughtful about our lives together that I no longer have to bring up the subject?" Dracula stopped in front of her, smirking triumphantly, and Anka, well, she really had to restrain herself from slapping her head, or going up to bash it against the very hard looking stone wall, she'd probably just end up unconscious and wake up in that room with Dracula watching over her like a hawk. 'This man is insufferable!' "That's not what I meant and you know it!" She then poked him in the nose and turned on her heel, leaving the room.

Dracula watched her go, his nose feeling warm, along with where his heart used to reside. 'I do not understand. I must go to my study, I may find the answers in one of my books.' And he quickly flew off.

"Men, I'll never understand them, odd creatures aren't they." Anka shook her head as she backtracked, she had to get out of the tower sometime, and what better time than the present. "It'll be sunrise soon, I think I'll just stay on the bridge for the day, I am in horrible need of vitamin D, she rubbed her aching stomach. "And I've either been unconscious or sleeping for the past however many days, and I haven't gotten any food!" She shook her fist at the ceiling. "Damn you count Dracula, I need energy food!"

Dracula looked up from his book, it sounded like Anka wasn't very happy about something, of curse, he'd never really seen her when she was happy about something, but that would all change. 'I'd better go and see what she wants.' And so he dropped his book and flew through the window of his study.

Anka had sat down at the beginning of the bridge and she decided she wasn't going to move from the spot until she had something to eat. 'And I want food now and- what the?! Didn't he just leave?' She eyed the flying form of Dracula suspiciously as he landed and morphed back into his human form in front of her.

"Why are you here?" She asked and Dracula scoffed, rolling his eyes upwards he stated quiet calmly. "It is you who wants something, and what prey tell, is it?" "Huh?" Dracula sighed. "I heard you yell my name, what do you want?" "Oh. I want food." "Food." "Yes food! I'm human you know! Do you want me to starve to death!? Huh? Huh?" Dracula rubbed his temples, concealing his smile. "Alright me dearest, I'll get you some food." And with that he quickly picked her up in his arms, transformed, and took to the skies.

"WAIT! I DON'T LIKE FLYING!"

FASH: Yep, I think I'll have a little romance in the next chapter, I need to get it started sometime!