Title: Vacation : - Vampire
Summary: The Bladebreakers, All Starz and White Tigers take a break after the Russian Championships in rural Russia. Little do they know there is a surprise lurking for a certain team?
Warning: Slight goriness, Horror
Pairings: Lots…some unexpected and claimed by me :P
Disclaimer: Don't own beyblade

I didn't really quite have any difficulty writing this chapter up in my little notebook, as some of this chapter was supposed to be in chapter 2 (sweatdrop). So I kinda edited it to the way I want it now.

Sorry that this story has been on hiatus. I just wanted to get my 'Tough Times' story finished. Heh. And trying to get it finished I ended up making my b on my keyboard bust. So I had to get a new one. I'm rambling again!

NOTE: If you get confused this is the next day from when they have their dinner. I know it does get kind of confusing lol.

Anyways, on with the fic!

NEXT DAY – At 22:30(time)

Kai was recently coming back from his training in the forest. He walked up to the door as normal before a cutting breeze nearly knocked him full flat on his face. He managed to balance as his scarf whipped round him. He stood up normal again before studying the area around him. Nothing. Again, he walked up to the door this time, making it to the door itself without being blown over and opened the door.

"Ah yes, Kai Hiwatari. Did you like the view?"

Kai, not normally one for getting startled, jumped before turning around to look at the person who had said his name, "Oh…it's just you," Kai turned just to see the waiter looking down at him.

The waiter,69,looked unamused.

Kai walked past him and up the main stairs before turning right to the rooms.

Michael had watched the scenario from the entrance of the buffet room. There's something not right here.

He went running up the stairs and right up to the room he shared with his teammates. As soon as he had closed the door of the room, he quickly scrambled into bed and hid underneath the covers.

Steve, who had previously been in the shower came out of the room and noticed the quivering mass under the bed sheets. He gave a look of confusion before going over and quickly snatching the bed sheets off him.

"Hey what are you doing in bed so early huh?" Steve asked him.

"I just don't like the feel of this place," Michael replied, "I know this may sound unrealistic but…I think the waiter is a vampire,"

"Oh…puh-lease. Your letting this place go to your head," Steve laughed, "If you remember, there is no such thing as vampires, Mike,"

Michael looked up at Steve angrily, "I know what I saw and it was a vampire!"

Steve laughed, "Yeah Whatever Mike. If you want to come down to dinner or be a chump be my guest,"

Michael scowled at him and got his blankets back and hid behind them once more.

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"Is he there?" A lone figure asked the man before him.

"Yes master. Along with his…how shall we say…counterparts," He laughed sinisterly.

The figure let out a growl, "Very good. Bring him to me. Tonight. I want to start as soon as possible and now would be that time,"

"But-But how shall I bring him to you?" The man grabbed the bottom of his master's cloak.

"Why…you're a waiter in that place. Surely you can't make him miss the delightful view,"

The two figures laughed.

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It was the dead of night as all was still and quiet. The wind gently howled through the castle, as one man was awake.

The waiter was sitting down near a warm fire while reading out some unknown language from a piece of parchment in front of him.

Meanwhile, back upstairs in the All Starz room they were all sleeping peacefully. Well, 3 of them were anyway. Michael was tossing and turning in bed. His facial expression was one of pain and sweat. He moaned, as he thrashed around. Like he was trying to fight some unknown creature that was tormenting him. Suddenly he sat bolt upright.

His eyes were fixed on the toilet door in front of him, the sweat still dripping down his face. Then, he looked at the door of the room. Standing up, he slipped on his slippers (A/N: ahaha…oh erm sorry) and drearily walked to the door. He opened it and walked out, quietly shutting the door behind him. Then he walked down the corridor and the main staircase until he was near the entrance to the whole castle/mansion building itself.

Suddenly the waiter looked up from his faint whispering of words and watched as the boy walked towards the door.

He laughed, "Good boy. Go to your master," Until Michael was out of sight.

He opened the doors and went out into the cold Siberian air. He trudged slowly through the snow until he reached the top of the mountain and turned to face the mansion. Nothing but a dull expression on his face as he eyes looked gre(a)y rather than his normal blue ones.

A man out of the midst of shadows came up to him from behind, "You don't know how long I have waited to finally get you," He breathed, smelling at Michael's neck with blood lust. Then, the man opened his mouth to devour the teens young flesh eagerly as the teen hissed in pain at the bite. The teen had came out of his reverie and started to fall to the ground to fight the being off. But it was no use. He was just too strong.

After that, the vampire let go of him. Letting him fall to the ground into a daze in his own pool of fresh blood. The blood gushed out, surrounding the boy.

The man in the cape wiped his mouth clean with his white sleeve and looked down at the teen. He was quite satisfied with himself to say the least. But he knew the boy was dying. He then took a vile of red fluid from the inside of his cape and pulled the boys head to face his.

He dropped the contents of the vile into the boy's mouth. Some of the fluid missed his mouth and drooled down the side of his face on either side. But the vampire lowly laughed as he watched the wound on the boy's neck start to quickly heal.

I will leave it there. Hehe. Suspense is my main goal in stories. I sooo want to tell everyone the plot but...it will spoil the story so..I can't!
But thanks for all the reviews so far for my story. Really appreciate it!
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