A/N: This is Brittany and also, this is what happened last when we left Dracula and Sophia, just to refresh your memory.

She sat up and began to look around the room confused. And then she saw him.

Ok, now that you guys know what I am going to be writing about, I'll start Chapter four!

Dracula: It's about time. I was getting so bored hearing about other people. I mean, seriously, who is this fanfic about anyhow?

Oh sheesh, Dracula, give it a rest will you?

Dracula: No, I really don't think I will…

You're just being bitter because I beat you in our fight! MWAHAHAHA!

Dracula: I am so not!

Ok, I have to get on with this Chapter, so stop being a fop and get over yourself.

Dracula: Well, I never!

Teehee… fop boy…

The great golden wolf approached the would be abandoned castle with its boarded windows and overgrown exterior. From the perspective of any on looker it would just seem like a forest rouge decided to check out the once grand castle and nothing more, but if they had stayed to look longer they would find something a little bit more interesting than what first meets the eye.

Romulus' body shuddered as he met the change. His bones began to crack into a human form and his golden pelt was shed to a more suitable shaggy mess atop his, although somewhat empty, ruggedly handsome head. He then stretched his long muscled form and walked inside the castle of his friend Drake, better known as the infamous Dracula.

"Drake? Nicolae? Where are my winged friends at?" Romulus called mockingly through the echoing expanse of the home.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat brought in," an all to familiar hiss said from behind Romulus.

" Hello, Alhandra. I didn't expect you to be home so early." Romulus cringed.

"Well, aren't we both lucky you were wrong, hmm?" Alhandra said, as she followed the giant and quite attractive werewolf up the stairs.

"Well, I wouldn't call it luck, I don't think. So, you know where Drake or Nicolae are at?" Romulus said, cutting off Alhandra's next and most likely forward comment.

"Why would you want to talk to either of them?" she asked in disgust.

"Well, frankly because you're not that great to talk too," he said blankly, looking her in the face. He kept walking until he found pale haired Nicolae sitting in the hallway off of the fourth floor landing. His feet were propped up on another chair in front of him and he was reading his favorite book, the Bible.

"It's not quite Sunday yet Romulus. May I inquire why you seek me then?" Nicolae asked, without even looking up.

"What? I can't visit you now without it being our Bible study day?" Romulus asked.

Nicolae looked up, raised an eyebrow and smirked at his good friend. "Forgive me, I didn't know we were being serious." He closed his Bible and moved his feet, offering Romulus the other chair. "And, of course, you may visit me whenever you want. You're way better company than the pond scum that haunts this place." Nicolae motioned to Alhandra, who was standing in back of Romulus.

"Shove it, Bible boy." Alhandra spat back.

"Alhandra, darling, go suck a neck," Nicolae said, politely smiling as she grumbled and glided back down the staircase.

"That wasn't very Christian of you Nicolae," Romulus snickered.

"I think God forgives me for that one. So, what is it you need, my good friend?" he asked.

"Oh, I was just wandering if anybody happened to know about a young girl who got attacked tonight. Some dandy came in the Inn, bawling over her not coming home. And well, I think I saw Drake and a few others drag a young girl off from the forest tonight. Just curious is all." Romulus yawned.

"Actually, now that you mention it, Drake did bring a girl. She was still alive from what I could tell. She's up in his room. Goodness knows what he wants her for. It's not like him to bring home his prey." Nicolae looked at the back of Drake's door halfway down the hall. "You could check, I guess, but I'm sure he'll emerge soon enough."

"I'll just wait. No point walking in on something I'll just have to bore out of my brain for the rest of my life," sighed Romulus.

"True my brother, very true. Shall I read while we are waiting?" Nicolae cleared his throat at the sight of

Romulus' eager look and began to read from Revelations.

Dracula heard her move in his bed and he knew now she was awake. He didn't move from his desk though. He just sat there, frozen.

"Where am I?" she said in a small, weak voice.

He wanted so badly to reply, but his voice escaped him. He cleared his throat but didn't turn to face her. "Where do you think you are?"

"I remember there was mist… and there was a man… and he… he…" She struggled with her memory and he couldn't help but look at her. She was holding her neck and her brow was furrowed as she looked down at her mud stained skirts. "Bit me…"

Dracula stood and their eyes met. They stared at each other for awhile. That pale face, jet black hair… She had seen this man from somewhere. But where? How handsome he was… It all the sudden dawned on her the instant the thought came to her mind.

"YOU! YOU'RE A… A VAMPIRE!" Sophia screamed, her whole body shaking. Dracula stared at her sudden reaction, eyes wide open.

"YOU TRIED TO KILL ME!" Dracula hurried over to the scared girl and grabbed her shoulders. He clamped a hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming any longer, her previous screams still echoing through the entire castle.

"Well, you're alive aren't you?" he informed her. This statement seemed to have calmed her down a bit, but she was still shaking furiously.

After a few minutes when Dracula saw that she was breathing fine again and the shaking had stopped, he released her. She immediately took a few steps back.

"Who are you and why have to taken me here?" she asked.

"My people call me Dracula," he replied.

"What do you mean, your people call you Dracula?"

"That's not actually my name, if that's what your asking." Dracula said, flustered.

"Well, what is it then?" she asked, politely. He was astonished at how she could be so sweet, when he was so rude.

"My name is Drake, but only a selected few call me that."

"Ok then, Dracula." Sophia seemed to have difficulty saying his name. This must be a dream. No, a nightmare. She'll awake sooner or later in bed, safe from the Masquerade in the mansion of her future fiancée. Ralf! She finally remembered him and how worried he must be because of her long absence. "Would you care to answer my other question?"

"Right, why have I brought you here. Because I wanted too." he said simply.

"What? That doesn't really answer my question."

"Not all your questions can be answered!" he snapped. Sophia cowered at his sudden anger. Not yet, anyway...

This chapter is dedicated to Leah Day for your very funny review. Thanks girl!