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Chapter Two

"Come on you stubborn piece of shi. . stay down," Dennis growled as he tried to smooth out his hair. Try as he might, one little strand would always stick up at the top. "I swear I'm buzzing this shit off tomorrow."

"Or you could just let your locks grow back out."

The hybrid didn't even flinch from the feminine voice behind him. He saw the head of a she–wolf peeking around him through the mirror, a smirk present on her muzzle.

"Yeah, or YOU could just knock on the door next time."

Winnie couldn't help but giggle at that retort. Dennis could be hard as a rock sometimes but she knew inside he was all squishy for her, after all they did zing the night they locked Bela away for good.

"Aww, is my lil Denny havin' a tuff night?" The werewolf teased.

"Seriously, what if I was in the shower?"

"That'd make my night."

Dennis lightly blushed, he fell right in to that one. A smile tugged on his lips. "Yeah, bet that would."

"Hey, it's not my fault this girl has standards."

The hybrid chuckled and combed the top of his hair one more time, the strand still stuck up.

"Here, let me help." Winnie licked her pointer and successfully smoothed down the strand of hair.

"Thanks Winn."

"No problem zing."

Dennis relaxed his shoulders. That was it, he was now ready in his nice platinum–buckled black uniform with his apprentice cape. Winnie had on similar attire except for her it was a long sleeved dress. She moved over and put her arm around her zing, "so, what's up?"

"Nothing," Dennis sighed.

"Really?" Winnie tried to look into his eyes, but he kept his head down. Something was clearly bothering him.

"You know Winn, I thought becoming Count was something to really look forward to but with all this stuff Papa Drac piled onto me, I don't know anymore."

"Mmm." Winnie thought, trying to come up with something for her friend. "It couldn't be no worse than my job at the embassy, you have to sit through meetings and attend parties and banquets."

Dennis knew it was no doubt more complicated than that, an ambassador was one thing but a count was entirely different. "I don't know, it just feels like it's too soon you know, like I should be enjoying my young life a little more."

Winnie started massaging his shoulders, much to his pleasure. "We'll be young for a good while Dennis, I'm sure we could find time for ourselves."

Dennis brightened a bit. She was right, they had hit their immortal spurt a year ago and would look eighteen for at least a century. But with all the recent trouble beyond the walls, he only hoped they would stay alive to see the years through.

"Yeah I'm sure you're right, you always know what to say don't you?"

"This is me you're talking to."

The two stood there for a few more seconds. Dennis adjusted the collar on his uniform while Winnie eased down on the massaging.

"Ya know," Winnie began to coo. "I know something that can clear that head of yours one–hundred percent."

The hybrid looked over his shoulder, right into those lustfull blue eyes of his zing. "And what might that be?"

A sly grin creeked along her muzzle, exposing her sharp canines. She nodded over to the bedroom, "we still have some time before Val gets here."

Dennis' heart skipped a bit and beads of sweat started to form as he caught the gist of her words. As much as he wanted to give in to that dark temptation and feel that familiar pleasure, he knew now wasn't the time.

"As much as I'd like some fun with my favorite lycan, I'd hate to get this uniform wrinkly."

Winnie put on a fake pouty face as she spun her zing around to face her. She kept a firm finger on his chest, staring in his eyes. "It'll be a fast one, just enough to crease the bed."

The young hybrid couldn't lie, she was very hard to resist like that. But pissed off Drac was much more scarier than a turned off werewolf girl. "If I do, I won't hear the rest of it from the old man."

Winnie frowned though she understood the older vampire's wrath as well. That seductive smirk popped right back on her muzzle and she immediately placed both her hands around the back of Dennis' neck, then pulled him into a passionate kiss.

While this didn't surprise him, Dennis hadn't exactly gotten used to the motion either. He just went with the flow of her tongue as they explored each other's mouths. It was when he took in the scent of her perfumed fur that he thought, "I hope this can hold me till our next free day we get."

Their lips parted. Winnie kept her steamy gaze locked on the hybrid's. "Maybe tonight… after the celebration?"

"Definitely."

"I'll hold you to that," Winnie murmured as she looked over her zing's uniform. She noticed the platinum Honor Medal on the right side of his chest leaning slightly and straightened it for him, then gave him a smile of approval.

He was also doing the same thing to her and found a loose strand of fabric hanging off the low of her dress. In a precise movement, Dennis reached down and pinched it off.

"Hey, what're y— oh." Winnie's cheek fur couldn't hide her blush. "Thanks."

"We're even now."

Winnie smiled in appreciation. "Well, I'd hate to keep the rest of our squad waiting then. I'm sure Jake thinks we're doing what we were going to."

"You go ahead, I'll be right out."

Winnie gave him a weird look before nodding. "Don't be too long."

She walked out of the bathroom, blowing Dennis a kiss before disappearing. Dennis, knowing her acute hearing decided to wait until he heard the bedroom door close before muttering, "that werewolf's gonna be the end of me."

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Castle Transylvania was now buzzing with activity compared to what it was hours ago. Foreign leaders, tourists, and yearly visitors flocked through the halls and some were still lined up behind the counters of the main lobby.

"Man, ya think these folks would pick up the pace since they book their rooms over the phones," spoke a brawny golem as he glanced out over the lines of monsters. The son of Frank and Eunice, Jakenstein was the hard–hitter and main muscle of the Guardian Squad. His broad shoulders and strong arms could lock any monster in place. He took up mainly from his father but still had some of his mother's wittiness.

A dragging sound came from his right and he looked over from his spot on a sofa to see a girl approaching, dragging her luggage on the carpet.

"Hey Val! You're not late this time."

"Thanks to an actual good pilot," the girl breathlessly said before putting her bags down and plopping down on the edge of a sofa diagonal from Jake's. A zombie bellhop came over with a luggage cart and began to load up her bags.

"Room 34, bottom floor please," Valerie said before presenting her visitor's card.

The zombie drunkenly groaned in response before rolling the cart away from the lobby furniture.

Valerie had the outer appearance of a bi–racial human with her brown eyes, milky skin, and black hair though she was anything but human. She was a doppelgänger straight from Parallel Earth, and moved to earth when her earth–born counterpart was killed in the war. Made the fourth member of the Guardian Squad, Valerie was the tech expert and the brains of the group, often having to fix broken equipment. She can also use her Doppler ability to shape–shift into anyone close.

Jake looked over her tired features, "must've been a long flight from… where did you live at, Virginia?"

"Yeah, New Norfolk," Val yawned. "The NAL had that place fixed pretty nicely and that was where my other was from, just felt right you know."

Jake smiled and slicked back his mohawk. "Yeah I hear ya, I'm sure the love birds would be freaked to see you here early."

"Where are they actually?"

"Winnie was here but she went off to get… well speak of the devil, here they come now." Jake spotted a werewolf girl speeding to them on all fours and a black blur trailing behind. Winnie and Dennis maneuvered their way through the crowds and eventually reached the rest of their team, with the later changing form.

"Hey Dennis! How's it been man?" The rocker golem went to greet his leader with their usual hand shake.

"Alright, considering my new promotion." Dennis grabbed and shook his presented hand.

"Just rub it in why don't ya." The two slid their hands off and finished with a fist bump.

"Oww," Dennis slightly recoiled at the impact of Jake's fist.

"Val!" Winnie exclaimed as she dove right into the girl's arms, pulling her into a tight hug. The she–wolf had a lot of respect for the doppler. Aside from being a loyal friend, Val helped boost her confidence enough to make things work with Dennis in her teen years and was also the only other female she'll let touch him.

"Alright Winn, ease off." Val brushed her off and aggressively straightened out her dress.

"Sorry about that," Winnie giggled. "I forgot how sensitive these uniforms are."

"No it's fine," Val assured, still patting her uniform down. "Say, how did you manage to scale all the way down here on all fours without getting a single wrinkle?"

"A decade of track and balance training babe." Winnie winked.

"Ah, that's it, so I take it things between you and Dennis are going well?"

"I say it's going," Dennis suavely said as he grabbed on to Winnie's waist, causing her to blush.

Val rolled her eyes at the hybrid. "Oh hey, didn't see you there Dennis."

Dennis chuckled. "I see you haven't changed much, except we didn't have to wait for you."

"Oh hush you, I bet you still forget to charge up your sword runes before every exercise don't you?"

"Sure do." Dennis wasn't going to lie about that.

Val rolled her eyes at the hybrid, baring an amused smirk. Jake walked over with the group, "is it just me, or is the boss vamp taking his 401k a little too early?"

"Yeah, what's with that?" Val inquired to Dennis. She only just heard about Dennis' promotion on her flight.

The hybrid looked to his feet, he hoped he could have avoided this conversation. Luckily for him, Winnie answered first. "We think he might be searching for Mavis."

"Are you sure? I thought she was dead."

"We don't even know that," Dennis slightly snapped.

"Oh… my bad," Val apologized, realizing her rudeness.

"It's fine, I could barely remember her now."

"Plus whom else would Drac be looking for? It's not like him to traveling the entire planet," Winnie added, knowing her former leader to be a homebody.

"That's a good question," Jake thought out loud. "Well I hope he finds her, or at least what happened to her."

"Yeah," Val agreed. She looked back to Dennis, "you don't want to tag along?"

"I can't, not even if I wanted to. The city of New Transylvania needs a Count and vampa doesn't trust Vlad because of his past connections with the Dark Brood, so it'll be me and Winnie when she gets the time." Dennis finished and held his zing.

"Heh." Jake thought it was pretty depressing that Drac couldn't trust his own father.

"GUARDIANS, FORMATION!"

The squad froze for a second before dashing off towards the sound of the familiar sharp yell they were accustomed to. Within a few seconds they formed up in perfect cadence in front of the lobby stairs, staring straight ahead and at attention. Dennis and Winnie were up front with Val and Jake behind on either side of them.

A dark figure made his way down the staircase with much older one following. The bustling noises in the lobby have completely stopped and some of the guests stood by to watch the inspection.

"At ease," Drac ordered.

The Guardians followed and moved their feet apart, then placed their hands behind their lower backs. Drac looked them over and 'tsked' every now and then, he began to pace around them while Vlad watched them like a hawk. Just one look in his vampa's eyes told Dennis that inspecting them in the lobby was punishment for his stunt hours earlier.

Drac circled around them for a third time before approving. "Excellence is cardinal Guardians, you still have it."

The count turned to the elder for approval, who walked over. "You've made a great choice with the Dress Blacks my son, it goes well with polished platinum. They're uniforms are faultless, cadence is perfect too, all–in–all they're what I would expect of Guardians of Transylvania."

Val resisted shivering at the scratchy voice of Vlad. She was always frightened of him, even more so than the Dark Brood at times.

Vlad motioned for the garage entrance, "our motorcade is ready, might as well not keep our drivers waiting."

Drac nodded, "alright Guardians, the C–day parade starts in five so you'll fall out on me and head straight for our car."

The vampire grinned, they didn't anticipate his command. "Fall out."

The Guardians fell out of rank at as soon the last word slipped out, the four stretched and Val exhaled. They made their way to the garage with the guests cheering and clapping on their way out.

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"Oh man I could get used to riding in one of these bad boys, even the back seats are huge." Jake was busy playing with the gadgets around his seat.

"Ha! they really took your size into consideration when they designed this thing," Winnie teased the Golem.

"You better not get used to it, we're going to have to do a lotta waving out the windows our whole ride."

"Dennis, the new buzz kill," Val joked.

Dennis smirked, "it'll still be you at the end of the night."

The driver's door opened and a blond haired vampire crawled in the seat. He combed back his wavy hair before cranking the ignition.

"Ahh Vanhorn, the driver of the hour," Drac greeted from the seat behind.

"You know it would be my honor to drive the great count and his protege."

"Seriously, this day wouldn't be happening if it wasn't for you."

Though it was not visible to the others, a crooked grin spread across the lips of the former human accompanied by a low chuckle. "The ANACs are moving out in front, now's the time."

With that, Vanhorn shifted to Drive and the personalized SUV began to creep forward. He looked out the front window then the rear to see if the bike escorts were ready, and drove off as soon as they signaled. Once the garage door opened, the passengers had a clear view of Main Street which ran from the castle to the edge of the city.

The city of New Transylvania was started around the forests of the former hotel and expanded on the nearby human village. For monsters the city was perfect, it had that Victorian style they were accustomed to like cobblestone roads, street lamps, and dark wood buildings but had modern technologies implemented.

Monsters of all kinds were lined past the street barriers and went wild as soon as the Dracula family vehicle became visible from the bridge. Not even the soundproof frame could block all the howling and cheering coming from the outside. The SUV's occupants were overtaken by all the bright displays and movements just below the street lamps, monsters waving Transylvania and UMA flags, the glow sticks and colored flares bouncing around, and the 'Dracula Forever' and 'F@#k Dark Brood' signs rising above the crowds.

Dennis couldn't help but laugh at the creativity of one of the signs, 'Monsters Rule and Humans Drool', showing a buffed lagoon monster standing over a coalition soldier de–limbed and on the ground drooling blood.

"Geez you're not offended by that?" Jake asked from the seat behind, noticing the graphic illustration.

"Not at all man." Dennis could really care less for humans as the memories from his father has since faded. He even laughed as he imagined that soldier as one of his cousins.

The dhampir was the first to roll down his window to start waving, a spike of energy surged through his right arm. "Wow Greem, you weren't really joking about that magic field weren't you?"

"Took me about ten tries before I got the weave perfect, it's nice to have in case any snipers or bombers get any ideas," Greem called out from the driver's seat.

"Oh wow…" Val was a bit overtaken by all the attention she received when she rolled down her window. She looked in front of her to see Winnie had about half her body out of her window. "Urm… Winnie? I don't think that's a great idea."

The werewolf couldn't hear her, she was high on life at the moment. The admiring crowd, the night air, and the smell of various kinds of meat charring on grills was send the young wolf lady into a trance.

"Winnie! Winnie!"

Her head snapped to the source of the familiar yapping. Now a preteen, Sunny was the only one of Winnie's siblings to still live with her parents. Wayne and Wanda stood behind the ecstatic wolf girl and warmly waved to their oldest daughter. Winnie blushed and waved in response, despite the slight embarrassment she was happy to see they have safely made it.

Dennis was enjoying every minute of this even though it was tiring. Every time he would wave, the crowd near him would go absolutely nuts. Feminine cheering ahead brought his attention to some rather young and striking vampire girls.

"You rule Dennis!" and "Please have my babies!" were few of the many shouts he got from them. A grin crept on the hybrid's lips as he heard shuffling coming from beside him.

Winnie's face immediately became one of an enraged wolf as soon as she laid eyes on the girls, teeth baring and everything. Drool fell from her mouth and she let out a triumphant, territorial bark. Dennis couldn't help but to start snickering at the whole scene.

"It's not funny Dennis!"

Her outburst only caused him to laugh harder. Dennis' laughter ceased when he heard the sound of wolf whistling. The SUV was coming up on a mass of werewolf veterans crowded on both sides of Main Street. There were some young ones on the left that were practically drooling at the sight of their ambassador.

Dennis tried to look away as he grew uncomfortable, but he only saw Winnie put on a flirtatious smile and blew a kiss at one of them. The male who seemed to receive it fainted and fell to the ground, causing Winnie to giggle.

The hybrid couldn't take it anymore and stuck his middle finger at the mangy mutts.

"Ha! That's what you get." Winnie teased and laughed when she saw the look on her zing's face. Dennis couldn't remain angry and started laughing with her, she got him good.

Drac smiled at the both of them in the rear view mirror, he always knew they were made for each other. The old vampire chilled and admired his city for most of the ride and waved every now and then. Just a few years ago he thought this wouldn't even be possible, to rebuild something better and admire it in peace. With all the assassination attempts and the day the nukes were launched, he thought it was over and there was going to be nothing. But as history has proven, the Dracula's survive, endure, and come back stronger than before.

He looked over at his father in the seat beside him, who was too busy pointing and winking. Drac shook his head. He couldn't even be embarrassed, the elder vampire was just trying to live out the rest of his days with a bang, even if no monster women were interested.

The SUV pulled into and parked in one of the private booths alongside the multiple types of military vehicles that were in the parade, signaling that the parade had officially came to an end. Their was partying going on in the Market District and Drac decided to let the Guardian Squad enjoy some downtown.

The vampire escorts that were driving the bikes now acted as bodyguards as they waited for the rest. Drac and Vlad were the first to file out as the Guardians followed closely.

"Hey my parents loaded me with some doe if anybody needs some." Jake presented his wallet.

"Yeah I'll definitely need some, My wallets at the castle." Val moved over to Jake.

Dennis was about to leave when he heard a voice from behind.

"So, Dennis."

The dhampir turned to see the blond agent just a few feet behind him. "Oh… hi Greem."

"Hello Dennisovich, I hear a certain someone is becoming count of New Transylvania."

"Yeah, don't know if I can best vampa but I'll certainly try."

Greem chuckled at that. In a swift movement, the turned vampire was in the hybrid's face. Winnie watched from the Booth entrance with concern, ready to jump in if need be.

"Just a friendly word of advice," Greem began in his cold voice. "Once it happens, you better hold onto everything you have, fang and claw. Seeing what Dracula had to go through I can guarantee there will be others that will try to take that from you, even hurt the ones close to you."

The two stared each other down for the longest time, Dennis was wondering just what hell his game was.

"You better run along little bat, I wouldn't keep her waiting." Greem said with his usual crooked smile.

Dennis slowly backed away, "yeah, see ya dude."

He took off in a full run to Winnie and both of them ran out to enjoy the festivities. Greem watched them like hawk, even stared at the doorway long before they left.

A buzzing coming from his suit's chest pocket snapped him out of it and he pulled the small communicator. "Yeah, I'm here."

"Be there in five," Greem confirmed to the caller before putting the comm away. He hastily made his way out of the booth.

Alright that's it for chapter two, the next should come out next month.