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The voice startled her, though she tried to hide it. She turned only her head to look out of the corner of her eye at him, not wanting to turn her entire body just yet. On the outside, she appeared only slightly afraid…on the inside she was on the edge of a panic attack. Her training with Van Helsing had helped, but now she was faced with the Dracula…the one that could kill her any time he wanted…he was the only one stronger than her, and she knew it.
"I hope you'll find it quite comfortable…you'll be here for a while." He seemed so calm…so casual.
"How do you know my name?" She asked him straight out, now turning to face him. He stared intently at her, knowing how afraid she really was. He chuckled softly, stepping towards her. Though he didn't seem threatening as of yet, she still scrambled backwards, finding her legs still numb with fear.
"Don't fear me." He gave her a crafty smile. "And if you must, don't hide it." He extended a hand to help her up. She merely glared at it, tempted to spit at him. Holding herself back, she felt a stone wall behind her and used it to help her to her feet. He frowned slightly, but decided against getting angry with her.
"Master…" A bride with blond hair walked in front of him, embracing him in a large hug. He looked down at her and almost uncaringly wrapped his arms around her. Lena could tell that he was showing compassion…just not very much of it. She snorted and put her hands in her pockets, watching the other two brides join the first in a sort of morbid group hug.
Lena jumped as she felt something metal in one of her pockets, and that's when she remembered it: Stakes. Karl had given her a few retractable ones, small enough to fit in her pocket without being noticed, but once extended formed a lethal weapon against vampires. She smirked to herself, a plan forming in her mind.
"We have done well, Master?" The blond bride asked again. Dracula took his eyes off of Lena almost hesitantly, but looked down at the bride.
"Yes, Marishka." He told her, earning a happy squeal from each of the brides. Marishka looked over her shoulder at Lena, narrowing her eyes in a glare. Lena childishly stuck her tongue out, provoking her.
There was a high pitched squeal as Marishka charged Lena, her mind in overdrive with anger and sending her into somewhat of a bloodlust. Lena just barely dodged Marishka's attack, and moved to the right to allow the vampire to run into the wall. As she'd expected, the bride turned and charged again. Lena was knocked backwards, and hit the ground with Marishka pinning her, growing nearer and nearer to her neck.
For some reason, Lena had expected Dracula to do something…but apparently not. He stood and watched in disapproval at the two rolling around like toddlers on the ground. She tried to push the much stronger bride off, but smirked to herself when she found she couldn't. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a stake, her heart racing as she pressed it to the vampire's chest.
Marishka cackled in her ear-piercing amusement. Lena now let the smirk spread across her lips.
"Too bad your only weapon won't work." Marishka hissed, ready to sink her fangs into Lena's neck as the three others watched.
"And too bad you're too blond enough to see a little button on the side." Lena pressed a button on the side of the stake that caused it to extend straight through the bride's unbeating heart.
The deafening screech soon died out as the bride faded into dust. Lena stood, dusting herself off and looking up at Dracula, who'd watched the ashes float away in the small breeze. She could tell he was saddened, but he apparently didn't have much emotion in him. He turned to look at her, silent and unmoving.
"I think we may have gotten off on the wrong foot…" She gave him an embarrassed smile. He frowned and shook his head with a sight, wondering why he'd taken Van Helsing's challenge in the first place.