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Chapter 8

A deal

Dracula was freezing. He couldn't feel cold, but something worried him. Something long forgotten …

He was sitting on the stone on the empty beach, staring at the grey unfriendly waves of the ocean.

'You think, you can refuse me? You're still stubborn, my son,' – said the voice in his head.

"Show yourself, I know you here!" – answered Vladislaus calmly. A man in red cloak with a hood, covering his face, materialized nearby.

"What do you want, Lucifer?"

Devil grinned evilly:

"Why so unfriendly, my son? Aren't you glad to see me?"

"You know the answer …"

"Hmm, actually I do. Well, to deal."

"You want to know about the child – reincarnation of the ancient power?"

"Yes, you're smart. So it's here … the key to my return!"

Vlad nodded, not looking at Lucifer.

"Splendid! I just need to wait for nineteen years."

"Nineteen years?"

"Only at the age of twenty she'll get all her might and I'll use it! With your help!"

Dracula laughed in amusement.

"You think I'll help you? Funny, isn't it?"

Satan put his pale hand on son's shoulder and squeezed it, causing him pain he suffered from after second death. But Vladislaus got accustomed to this and tolerated.

"You became stronger, my son. I'm proud of you … still your new … a-a whore, what's her name? Ah, Selina Cale has never felt real pain. I can give her this chance."
Dracula turned into his hell-beast form and grabbed him by throat:

"If you'll touch a hair from her head, I'll …"

"You can't kill me, my son! Calm down, she's one of my best servants. Don't you know how many souls she sent to hell?"

"As I am …"

Vlad set back on the stone, crossing arms on his chest.

"So … finally about the ancient power. I want you to care about this child …"

"Why me? I'm not the nanny!"

"Indeed … but have you heard about … Marinette?"

Lucifer was nervous as count understood by his trembling voice.

"One of your whores?"

"Not exactly, but you was close to truth. Lady Marinette worried the whole hell. Well, she's not dangerous … now. So I need you to look after the Holy Order. They make me angry by killing my creations."

"That's all?"

"Yes."

"What about the reward?"

"Reward? Oh, my son, you're so unselfish!"

"As you," – Dracula turned back the sarcasm.

"What do you want? Your sole?"

"Not only mine … you'll give back all souls, to every vampire – nature and turned."

"Are you serious! You ask too much!"

"If you don't want …"

"Alright! I agree … I swear, if you'll help me to leave hell and show my real might to the whole world, I'll return souls …"

"Fine …"

"By the way! Keep your eyes open, if you don't want The Left Hand of God to mate with your precious Selina," – devil said before leaving.

Vladislaus flinched; of course he trusted Selin, but his 'father's' words born suspicion in his heart.

"Hey, Vlad, why are you sitting here alone?" – asked the familiar voice.

He saw Sel, running down the dune. She looked so adorable in her light silk white blouse and black leather pants. Selin settled near him, smiling happily. But her open smile didn't calm the jealousy. Dracula kissed her hungrily, pressing her closer.

"Wow, Vlad! I didn't know that the ocean and the beach agitate you so," – she laughed, swallowing the air.

"Tell me honestly … haven't you got anyone besides me?"

"No …"

Selin was surprised, how Vladislaus could find out about her innocent gesture to Van Helsing.

He took her by chin gently and stared into her eyes, trying to read the answer.

"Are you a scanner, Vlad? I love only you! And who taught you to suspect me?"

He kissed her coral lips softly, continuing kissing her neck.

"You belong to me, Selin."

"And you to me … if that Maya will even smile to you, I'll …"

Dracula kissed her once again.

"Forget about Maya … And … how did you find me?"

"Easily! I sense you, whenever you are, my only and the dearest lover."

"Perhaps not just lover … what about future?"

"What minds appeared in your head, a?"