I am soooo very-very happy that you liked my work, and for all the reviews! They made me boycot studying and write my story instead! If you keep this up, I might update more despite my exams! (and fail in linguistics!...kidding) And some personal thank yous and comments:

to the Widow Dracula: I wonder if you like this one! I really didn't want to make a box-ring out of Castle Dracula, so he is not punching her around. I know you don't mind, but what about the others?

to Rhea: Well, I gave Agnes this ability because she is the descendant of an angel, and to make the story a bit more interesting! I was just writing this when you reviewed by the way!

to Agnes Fey: Thanx! Now I really see that I managed to make her look brave!

to audrey: I'm so glad you liked my Dracula! And you asked me to update, that was so nice! Here you go!

Agnes was pacing up and down in her room later that day. She found her gripsack by her bed as she got up, so she could put some of her own clothes on: black trousers and a brown shirt with orange embroideries. Agnes was trying to keep track of the days, though time seemed to pass by so quickly in this place, she was not sure whether she had been kidnapped two or three days ago. But she clearly remembered the events of last night. Finally she got tired of walking and sat down on the inner sill of her large windows. Despite the warmth of her room, the windows' surface was stone cold, and beautiful but small ice-crystals began to form where her warm breath had fallen on it. They blurred her vision to the outside world, but she could still see that there were only about ten minutes until sunset. She had to learn to tell the time from the course of the Sun, not that she made use of it here. Agnes knew that Dracula was most likely to show up after sunset, but what was she to do with the fact that she had ten minutes of peace and quiet left?

„ And I let him kiss me!" she thought angrily " I let this bastard to be the first one to kiss me in my life!" she struck on her own knee in fury. How Agnes hated Dracula for that kiss. But she hated herself even more

„ I won't ever let him touch me again!" she thought, „ I will have to make up something else, since that hairpin trick didn't work!" Agnes remembered the lulling moments she spent with the Count, and her heart began pounding again.

„ No," she thought out loud „ Not again! I have to get out of here!" she jumped off the sill, and hurried to her gripsack.

„ He might not have found the secret pouch!" ran through her mind as she was searching her bag. Agnes knew well, that if not Dracula then somebody else looked through her bag, and took all her knives and daggers from her. She was raised to fury finding her arsenal gone after waking up, but now she had a small ray of hope of finding her collapsible dagger in its cache. And it was there! She took the dagger and smiled with delight as the blade sprang out from the handle. Agnes looked at the shiny blade and it reflected her sparkling eyes perfectly. She kissed the blade as if greeting an old and loyal friend, and then looked around to hide in some place for a surprise attack. She knew the count would come to her room little after dusk, so she had to cook up some kind of a strategy rapidly.

„ Dracula is full of surprises," Agnes thought „ so then I have to be full of them too!" She remembered all the tactics the master taught her about how to handle different kinds of enemies.

„ Enemy?" she thought „ No, he is more than that. He is a challenge to any warrior!" A smile danced across her features when she spotted several large iron-rods, baring the torches above the entrance of her room, which have already burnt themselves out.

„ If I manage to make this one right, he doesn't stand a chance!" Agnes gave a little laugh, and set off towards the doorframe.

Several minutes later Dracula was approaching his new beloved's room.

„ So she is up already!" he thought as he heard her heart pounding in his head. He grinned at the thought of seeing her spirited eyes, and feeling her soft skin in his fingers again. The count turned the key in the lock, and opened the large door elegantly. To see nobody inside.

„ She is around here somewhere!" he thought. But even his vampire senses were not quick enough to find out where, by the time Agnes attacked. She jumped off the iron rods from above with the grace of a cat, and thrust the surprised Dracula to the floor. She landed sitting upon his chest, with their faces close, and Agnes having her dagger fixed to the count's throat. It took little time for Dracula to recover from the surprise, although it had been long years since he's been overtaken by anybody like that. He gave an amused grin as Agnes chestnut hair tickled his ears, and he spotted the little golden spots in Agnes' eyes, he never noticed before. Agnes, who was expecting the count to be at least frightened, had a hard time trying to keep up the determined look on her face. She made all efforts to cover her feeling of having botched this opportunity.

„ But why isn't he scared?" she thought desperately.

„ Let me go, count!" she demanded. Dracula raised an eyebrow and asked in an ironic tone.

„ And you want to persuade me to do that with a dagger? There are other ways which I could suggest you" he said with a lascivious grin playing across his features.

„ How can the fact that I may kill him any moment, not anger him at all!?" Agnes thought „ He even seems to enjoy the whole situation!"

„ Let me leave, or I swear I will cut your throat!" she yelled in an irritated tone. The count answered in a low and husky voice that made Agnes shiver.

„ No, my love. I don't think you will." Agnes' eyes widened at the comment, and in the next moment she found herself standing, with Dracula in front of her. The count grabbed her dagger using her momentarily distraction.

„ Damn it!" Agnes said as she began backing away from Dracula.

„ I told you, you cannot kill me darling" said the count with an evil look on his face as only moments later he ran Agnes' dagger through his heart. Agnes gave a shriek and instinctively reached out for Dracula to help, when the count removed the weapon, and threw it to the other end of the room towards the windows. Agnes watched in amazement as Dracula's wound healed in front of her eyes in only seconds. The count smoothed a few unruly strands of hair from his face as if nothing had happened, and started to advance towards Agnes.

„ By the holy poker!" she whispered and couldn't take her eyes off Dracula, who was now wearing a smile of triumph.

„ No, it is nothing holy. My powers are from the Devil. And no soul in this world can kill me" he went on, as Agnes was moving away from him, but soon reined up by one of her bedposts.

„ Not even you my angel." Dracula said as he grabbed the frightened Agnes' waist and pulled her close. The lady gave a shriek and Dracula's fingers of steel tore some of the half-healed wounds covering her whole back open. The count saw the painful look on Agnes' face, and his hands quickly found their way to under his captive's blouse. Agnes was much irritated to feel him touching her again, and were it not for the pain she would have slapped him across the face. But instead the only thing she could do was to lay her head upon Dracula's chest, clinging onto the sleeve of his coat and hoping the paralysing twinge was to be gone soon. She hated the thought of being at the mercy of such a man, and wanted to scream as Dracula's icy hands traced her back. Few seconds later she realised what her warder was doing. Dracula ran smooth fingers over her bleeding wounds and healed them one by one. Agnes soon woke up from the stupor the immense pain had pushed her into. She couldn't feel the agony anymore, so she raised her head only to see the count lick a few drops of her blood from his fingers. Agnes found his doings repulsive, although she was much grateful for what he did, one thing she learnt too darn well so far: nothing is for free. Dracula began playing with her soft hair in amusement and looked deep into Agnes' eyes.

„ It was such a pleasure to aid a wonderful lady." he began, and then a devilish smile appeared on his thin lips „And as for my reward..." Agnes wanted to scream, but Dracula silenced her with a deep kiss. He charmed Agnes off her feet literally as well, and the lady soon found herself upon her bed, with the count lying on top of her. The worries in the back of her mind were silenced by an unfamiliar power, and she gave in to Dracula for the second time. Dracula was watching his enchanted angel with delight, as their lips parted, only to feel Agnes' fist in his stomach a few seconds later. Agnes hit him hard enough to draw the count's attention to his aching stomach for a few seconds. This gave her a chance to roll off the bed, and find her dagger. She sprang up facing Dracula, who was already standing by the other side of the bed. He was boiling with fury, for his hypnotic charisma seemed to have only little effect over Agnes.

„ Well, I am amused with your abilities and talent my love." he said in a tinkling tone „But not with your manners!" Dracula began to approach Agnes menacingly. She held out her dagger towards him.

„ Stay where you are, don't move an inch!" she shouted. Dracula's momentary rage was swept away by a laugh.

„ You are more headstrong than anyone else in the world darling." he said as he leaned against one of the bedposts with arms folded. The thoughts were whirling in Agnes' head; she tried to figure out a way to escape this tight corner.

„ But if you don't want me to pet you by yourself, I have my means of forcing you." Agnes' eyes narrowed and radiated hatred.

„ You can even beat me to death, I will never give in to you!" she spat „ Never." Dracula opened his arms, and his lips curved into an innocent smile.

„ I wouldn't get any further by beating you or hurting your beautiful body in any other way. Besides, why would I harm something which I greatly treasure?" said Dracula while denuding Agnes with his gaze. He lifted his hand up next to his face, and placed his index and thumb fingers together to form a circle.

„ I have more sophisticated ways of convincing you." he finished with an evil grin. Agnes' heart trembled with fear as she head Dracula say this. She knew what the count meant, right away.

„ Touch Elizabeth and suffer my vengeance!" she yelled helplessly.

„Tsk. Tsk my love. Let me remind you that I am immortal, it goes beyond your competence to kill me to hurt me." Dracula turned his back on Agnes, and began walking towards the door.

„ Everyone has a weak point Dracula!" she shouted angrily to the count's back „ And I will find out yours sooner or later!" And she really did find something out upon finishing the sentence. Her eyes flashed and she gave a wide smile. Such a smile, which even Dracula could sense it without looking at her. The count turned around and saw Agnes fix the blade of her dagger to her own throat. Dracula looked at his captive with doubtful eyes.

„ You know I have done it once." Agnes said, „ I will do it this time as well, without second thought!"

Dracula was stunned by Agnes' behaviour, yet he knew that she could cross all his plans with a single movement of her hand. If she had the courage. Dracula had always been a great strategist, and knew when to retreat. He found it entertaining to fight this „war" after the boredom of ages. Though the count had to admit to himself that he underestimated his opponent this time.

„ The greater the challenge, the more I will enjoy the spoils." he thought of finally having Agnes, and gave a small hiss of pleasure in advance. And he knew exactly what his next step would be.

„ Fine!" he spat „ Then you can spend the rest of your life alone in this room! Have fun!" Dracula stormed out of the room slamming the heavy door behind him. Agnes lowered her hand, and dropped the dagger to the floor. Streams of tears began flowing down her cheeks quietly.

Well, so much for now, I hope you all will have fun reading it! Please review! I just love getting reviews!