The long dark staircase looked likea long process of turning to the dark side. Dracula held her hand so tight it felt as if it was going to break. Even if Raven was strong enough her willpower couldn't deal with being alone in her current condition.
The thought of being an heir made her cringe with hatred but also gave her a tingling feeling of being hunted. Whatever was up there was sure to define what she would become.
"Be careful not to trip, these stairs- they are not long-standing." Dracula drawled in his rich Romanian tongue as they moved slowly upward, step by step.
Did I just understand Romanian?
"Sweet one, do you expect me to resort to foolish American ways? I am above society and besides, my language is how you say- sexier?" His eyes lit up with a devilish glint.
"No, it's not." She blurted, afraid that her new creator would want what she wasn't ready to offer.
She gasped as she realized she didn't speak English.
"What the hell?" She screamed as she tried to get away from him. Speaking other languages that she never learned was not something she was willing to deal with at the moment.
He chuckled in his throat and said, "Just having some fun, there's no need to get over excited just yet, Raven the Bloody." He waved his handed as if to remove whatever spell she ws under.
Where was that name familiar?
Then memory hit her, a television show. Buffy the Vampire Slayer, her room mate made her see it every night and one of the characters was William the Bloody. How cliché was that?
I guess being a vampire only makes you creative in death sentences.
Dracula slowly turned to face her, Raven's heart started to race as she remembered for the second time that he could read her thoughts. And judging by the look on his face she could tell she said something wrong.
"There was a real William the Bloody, the creator of that disgusting show knew him and created an- adaptation, if you will." He explained.
"The creator is a vampire?" Raven questioned.
That would explain the obsession but not the whole petite butt-kicker slayer chick thing.
"No, he had a close encounter and dubbed it a nightmare then hiswild imaginationcreated a woman todestroy the creatures of the night because he was too pathetic to fight himself. Then he puts me inthat show, does he honestly think a girl of no intelligence with the name of some sort of soap can defeat me?" Dracula squeezed Raven's arm during his rant bringing tears to her eyes.
He saw this and stopped, the entertainment world nowadays brought nothing but headaches for him. What ever happened to theatres where he could dress up and watch something respectable and eat the actors afterward? Un-life was more elegant then.
"Let us continue on I'm sure you are hungry and your dinner waits."
Dracula didn't have to say anything, the smell of fear all ready reached Raven's nose, and something inside her wanted nothing more than a good ravish kill.Where was a hero when you needed one?
A/n- Sorry I haven't updated my stuff but life knocked on my door and my parents made me answer the call. I wanted to say that I love Buffy the Vampire Slayer and what Dracula said is just my take of what he'd say about the matter. I hope you liked it, please review so that I may fix stuff. (Aren't I intelligent?)