Dark-Magician-41: Here is a little something that I think everyone will like for all hollow's eve or Halloween as we now call it. It will feature many characters from anima, books, movies, shows, and so on. It will star me, Mdizzle, and the first no dead king himself, Dracula.

Mdizzle: We'll also be using my studio. So without further ado start the fic.

Dark-Magician-41

And

Mdizzle

Presents

THE RETURN OF DRACULA

Part 1

In the dark dank catacombs of London, England in the 1800's, a boy barely the age of seventeen was walking deep into the center of London's catacombs. While many would be creped out at being here, this boy was alive with energy thinking wild thought.

'I never would have thought that becoming an author would let me see the crypt of Dracula!'

Yes, people, this young teenager was a fanfiction author. Barely over a year into writing he was now exploring dimensions like a spelunker explores caves for the fun of it. As many people have stated an author is only as powerful as his imagination and/or what limiters he puts on himself, but back to the young author. Moving a strand of black hair from his light green eyes, he stops in front of a four-way intersection.

'Where to go next' he thought.

Then he mentally activated his author computer and a two-foot long, one-foot wide light red screen appears in front of him. He lifts his right hand and lightly places it on the screen, with his fingers spread, leaving his handprint on it then pulled his hand back. The handprint blinked a few times before disappearing and leaving the words 'Dracula-21' behind on the screen, which was also blinking. The words also disappeared leaving another word that read 'Password:' which also started blinking and stayed there.

'I hate password encrypted fire walls' he thought as he put in his password mentally.

As the screen cleared he mentally commanded his computer to locate within its archives the map of the London catacombs that he found by pure accident in the London market. The screen blinked a few times before another screen appeared inside the first one with a map of London's catacombs, where he was and where he needed to go. After finally getting what he needed he used his hand to push the screen to his side and started on his way with the screen always floating at his side.

'I do hope I can find it' He thought and he went thought the catacombs.

An hour and many turns later, Dracula21 finally found what he was looking for. In front of him was a brick wall with a large cross imbed in it and smaller ones imbedded all around it. Knowing that he needed to be a lot stronger then he was in his regular form. He moves the screen in front of him and summoned up a holographic keyboard in front of the screen and started to type on it.

'I think the strength of naruto could help me here' He thought as another screen appeared in side the larger one.

After he finishes typing, both the screen and the holo-keyboard disappear and lines of binary code appear and wrap them selves around his arms and legs giving him the strength that he needs to crush the wall. He also changed his cloths from that centuries clothes that he put on to blend in to his author clothes, which consisted of a black duster, silver t-shirt, black pants, silver fingerless gloves and shoes. As he stepped back a few feet he mind was racing at what he might discover.

"One for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and here." At that he stopped and revved his legs up "I go!"

At that he raced at top speed toward the wall then when he got close enough he jumped forward into a flying kick, knocked down the wall, and kicking up dust as it crumbled. As the dust settled he coughed as the dust entered his lungs.

'Note to self,' he thought as the dust settled, 'Never do THAT again.'

When the dust settled he looked around and gasped at what he saw. In exactly the middle of the room was a stone coffin with crosses stamped all over it as to keep the demon that occupied that casket locked inside. Finally he found what he was looking for. In an impressive show of speed he was at the coffin's side moving his hand over its face with I light hand.

"This is it!"

He puts his hands on the top of the casket and stated to push in to the side. As he pushed his muscles started to bulge and veins popped out as he pushed with all of his might. Slowly but surely the top of it started it give a little and when a small crack appeared it sent out a huge hiss of stale air out of it that sent out dust yet again making Dracula21 sneeze multiple times as he finale pushed the top of to the side that fell with a crash.

"This has got to stop," he said as he kept on sneezing.

After he finished he looked inside with hope of seeing his favorite monster. As he looked inside he only saw dust on the floor of the casket.

"WHAT!" He yelled and he kicked the casket and got his toe hurt for his troubles.

As he looked inside for signs of what could have happened he saw a human heart right where it would be if it was in a chest that was the color of dried blood. Tilting his head to the side he picked it up and felt that it was a real heart. When he pulled it out he stepped down and put the heart in both of his hands.

"He may not be here, but at least I got a souvenir."

As he finished thoughts words the heart started to pulse with energy and a black shadow started to cover the heart then his hands. When he saw this he tried to drop the heart but it crackled with blood red energy as that was absorbed into his skin and the shadow creped up faster to his shoulders then his stated to invade his lower body.

"What is this!" He yelled and the shadow and blood red energies took over his body.

As the shadow and red energies reached his neck a voice spoke inside his head that had a Very old and chilling tone to it.

'Your body will be the perfect vessel for my return.'

In the catacombs and the London night sky a blood-curdling scream sounded out into the dark, waking people up, and the full moon only shined as a old evil awoke after his hundred year sleep from his last fight.