Hey! Okay, I got a very strong headache so if I look rude, I am sorry, it was not in my intentions. I only want to clarify some things.

Leah Day; when I say something like 'Enjoy' or 'Hope you'll like it' it's not because I am concern about my English. I'm anxious because I hope my story is good enough to be read and enjoy, not because I am not good in English. I don't wish to have a BETA, for I wish to learn by myself. By what I have seen in your reviews, you seems far much concern than me about my English. I know I still have problems with conjugations and all, but hey, my teachers are TV, movies, and fellows writers even if they don't know it. I think I improved in the past months and I did it all alone. I'm still learning you know and I'm sure I can get better. Until then, I'll continue this way and I hope I will never deceive my online-friends for some reasons. On IMDb I wrote a fanfic about phantom of the opera and it has 111 chapters. The first are quite bad because of my English but we can see my progress through them.

I'm working very hard everyday to deliver the best I can…and it seems to some that it is not enough… So, if I am that bad, I'll concentrate on other things and wont write anymore.

On that, I hope you will like that one and enjoy it, even if my English isn't perfect.

Kaya

Chapter 17; A part of the truth

Anne went out of the boutique, knowing that that poor girl was the vampire's new prey. The car driver was dozing in his seat. She had left Dracula with all the bags. What was she waiting for? She was outside and there was nobody to stop her. Looking around her, she found no one. She then start to run in the dark streets of London.

After only seven minutes, a car stopped in front of her and she saw a man getting out of it. She turned but before she could run away, she saw Dracula himself, twenty feet away from her.

-Anne, get in the car. The man behind her said as her eyes were fixed on the vampire that was in front of her

She slowly turned to see no other than Father David, a hand raised for her to take it, a cross in the other.

-Will you listen to that…propaganda my love, or will you return to me? Dracula asked, he too holding his hand out for her

Father David was shocked to see how that young woman seemed to be confused, yet, not attracted by the supreme vampire's power.

Anne turned toward the priest who were frantically motioning to her to come to him quickly.

-Why do you want me to come with you sir? She asked Father David, taking him by surprise

-Because you are in danger miss. This man is Dracula. A vampire. The first one. Judas Iscariot.

Anne gasped at the mention of that name. She wasn't religious at all, though she knew the names of the twelve apostles of Jesus. She turned her head to look at the vampire once again, asking if it was true with only one glance. He only looked right into her eyes, brow furrowed. She then knew it was true, only by what his eyes told her.

While she was lost in her thought, Father David approach her slowly.

-Watch out Anne, he's getting closer. Dracula said

She turned quickly but the priest had already put a chloroformed cloth on her mouth. She struggled, wondering why Dracula wasn't helping her and then she felt the man that held her loose his grip and she fell on the asphalt on her hands and knees.

She glanced behind her with blurry eyes and saw the girl from the boutique immobilizing Father David from behind. Then Anne felt herself being lift from the ground but fell into unconsciousness a second later.

Dracula had Anne in his arms, while the young vampire girl held the priest firmly.

-Do not kill him. Dracula instructed. I wish for him to know that Anne will soon be mine. She will finish him herself, in time.

-You wont have her. David spat

-The last man who spoke those exact same words, was Abraham Van Helsing, and I can assure you, he regretted it.

-Yet he was right. You never had Mary!

Dracula had had enough and was now enraged. Though, even if he wanted to kill the old bastard that was supposedly an emissary of God, he chose to disappear in the night with his beloved.

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