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9. Together again
Sadly I looked around the room. Night and day I laid on the bed and watched. Now that I was back I wished I hadn´t left Dracula. He was the only one who could understand me. I missed him more than I could ever imagine. I had learned the feeling sadness again.
The door to my room and my window was locked. I couldn´t get out of there without making loud noises. The worst thing was that I needed blood. But I would rather die than hurt myself again. Sometimes Van Helsing brought me food. I ate it but it couldn´t still my hunger.
Now it was night. I was caught more than one week then. I rose from the bed and walked to the window. A tear escaped the corner of my eye.
Then I saw something big and dark flying towards me. I backed a few steps away until I recognized Dracula. He changed into his human form and looked at me. Quickly I walked back to the window and put one hand on the glass. He did the same.
We only stared at each other and wished to get through glass in the arms of the other one. He said something I did not understand. But with a movement of his hand he showed me to take a few steps back. I did as he wished and saw him fly back. With all his strength he flew directly through the window without hurting himself. I ran into his arms and began to cry.
"We have to leave before Van Helsing sees us", he said and took me in his arms. He then flew with me outside as far away from the house as it was possible. Carefully he let me down.
But I threw myself in his arms again and laid there until I looked up at him and we kissed. Suddenly a noise broke this wonderful moment. We spun around and looked at the tree where it came from. Sooner as I could react a werewolf jumped down and landed directly in front of us. Dracula stepped before me protectively. The werewolf attacked him before he was able to change into his hellbeast form.
As he had changed the werewolf ripped one of his wings out. All I could see was two fighting creatures and a bloody wing lying on the ground. I had to do something.
I got inbetween them and pushed the werewolf to the ground. I knew that it was my brother but I didn´t care. But he was stronger than me and threw me five meteres away from him.
He wanted to jump on me and kill me. I closed my eyes. But nothing happened. I opened my eyes again and John laid bleeding on the ground. Quickly I stood up and ran to him. He was already dead. I wasn´t that much sad. Dracula needed me now. He had changed back and stood there in full pain. The wound didn´t bleed but the wing was a part of him.
"It´s alright ... do not worry ... it looks worse than it is", he said quitly. I couldn´t believe that he could survive that. Carefully I laid one hand on the place where the wing had been but it was enough to make him hiss in pain.
"I am sorry ... that ... I killed your ... brother", said Dracula. His legs didn´t carry him anymore. I laid one of his arms over my shoulders but I was far too weak to help him stand.
"You need blood to heal yourself", I said and held my neck near to his mouth, "Bite me. Take as much as you need." He looked at me and said: "I promised ... that I would never ... hurt you again." - "It doesn´t matter. I want you to drink. Do it!" Without another word he bit down. It really hurt but it wasn´t important to me.
After a time that seemed like an eternity he pulled out. "Thank you", he said. "How do you feel?", I asked. Dracula made a few steps to check his abilities. "I won´t be able to fly for a long time. But with your blood it will heal faster", he answered.
"You can take more blood from me if you need", I said and felt the two puncture marks at my neck. "No", he answered simply.
"You don´t have to care about the pain that I feel. But now I have to go hunting. It´s better when you don´t come with me", I said and walked on. But he followed me.
Soon I heared the crying of a child. I spun around and looked where it came from. After we had walked a few meteres we saw a little girl sitting at the end of the road. I walked over to her and pulled her to me. With a kick of my foot I broke her leg. I could see the bone in the open wound. But I hadn´t got enough. I took my knife and made the wound even bigger.
She died quickly but painfully. I bit into her neck and sucked her dry. After my thurst was stilled I left her in the pool of blood. "I couldn´t have made it better", said Dracula and we returned to his castle.
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