Chapter 3
Carl grabbed the glass from Dracula's hands and drained it. Dracula watched in amusement, knowing he would react so strongly to it. Carls eyes...they changed for the few seconds of his meal, from the soft warm brown eyes (What colour are they?!) to icy blue.
''Enjoying your meal?'' Dracula's voice seemed to halt Carl. His eyes softened once more and his breathing calmed down, he turned round and noticed Dracula standing there with that –oh-so-annoying-smirk on his face. He felt anger bubbling up inside him, he gripped onto the glass too tight, it shattered into a thousand pieces, cutting into Carls hand, Carl gasped from the pain and gripped onto his hand,
''Carl! You stupid little friar!'' Dracula gripped hold of his hand and quickly healed it. A tingling sensation came over his hand before the wounds healed themselves.
''Hey-I thought I couldn't be hurt...'' Carl moaned, releasing himself from Dracula's grip.
''You're still weak.'' Dracula said plainly, not looking him in the eyes, but staring at him blindly, with desire in his eyes,
''Oh...I don't have to drink blood from a person, do I?'' Carl asked nervously, he hated Dracula, but he had to get the basics.
''You will soon enough...'' Dracula still stared blankly at him,
''No way, you can't make me do that! I can't kill or drink from an innocent person!'' Carl stumbled back,
''What do you think you just drank? Rat blood? Any way, you still have some human emotions, annoying little things like...oh what's it called? Oh yes ''Happiness'' and...''love'', you know, but they will soon fade... '' Dracula trailed off once again,
''Is there anything I have to know about being a....leach?'' Carl asked, staring at his hands.
''Why does everybody think we are leaches?'' Dracula glared at him,
''Because you are! And is there anything I need to know?'' Carl accused, but asked,
''Yes. When you suck blood, you have to before the heart stop, or death will suck you in and you die, clear?'' Dracula responded,
''How to I know when the heart stops?'' Carl looked up puzzled,
''Just a lucky guess.'' Dracula smiled charmingly at him. Carl gulped.
''But...what if I get it wrong?'' Carl managed to say,
''Like I said, death would you suck you in.'' Dracula laughed, then he shouted for someone ''VINCE! BRING ME MY DINNER!''
A small man hobbled in, dragging a woman by some ropes that where tied around the wrists. She was struggling, but Vince brough her in and left the poor lady with Dracula, the king of leaches.
''Now, watch and learn.'' Dracula grabbed the woman, and before she had time to react, his fangs grew and sunk into her neck. On his face was a mask of pure pleasure. After a few seconds he dropped her on the ground and turned to Carl,
''Respect your prey!'' He smiled, before kicking the dead woman.
Sorry for the short chapter, but I have to work on other stuff. I hope you liked it. I know, it's kinda crap, well all my work sucks and bites! Ahahahaha! Oh, an I would like to thank The WishMasters and Verona Dracula for reviewing. I read your stories but I cant review because my computer freezes! SORRY! Oh, and I know I used soe things from other films, DONT HURT ME!