Demons and Monsters

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The reason for this chapter coming out late was a lot of things are happening right now that I won't say, but I'll still be giving you guys something to read. Right now I'm stuck with two fics both are interesting so pick by leaving a comment. (I'll add in both results from here and ao3 to see which one wins)

Here are your choices both are related to the dragon prince:

Horns (Horror)

Total Drama Dragon (Total Drama)

Please pick wisely. Now on with the show.

Ps. Make sure to read my other fanfic "Kill the New World War" while your waiting which I'm also working on another chapter for.

Flashback

(Atempted suicide warning)

We find our count walking among the forest alone with his thoughts still fresh with his wife's death. He wished his thoughts of vengeance would disappear in the wind but his hatred and lonely heart said otherwise. As the days passed by he noticed how aggressive he was in battles, and constant blackouts, along with his thoughts becoming darker close to that of a berder(meaning down below). He walked towards the clearing. He looked up at the moon and basked in its light thinking about his wife.

(Name of song is down below)"It's over now, I know inside. No one will ever know." He opened his eyes and looked down at the silver dagger. "The sorry tale of Count Callum, and those who died. No one must ever know." He closed his eyes letting the tears spill forth. "They'd only see the tragedy. They'd not see my intent. The shadow of the Count's evil. Would forever kill the good that I had meant." He took another deep breath and looked at the moon. "Am I a good man? Am I a mad man?" He was unaware of some shapes forming in the shadows. "It's such a fine line. Between a good man and a -." The figure leaned against the tree and spoke.

"Do you really think that I would ever let you go?" Callum turned around and looked at the figure and saw a complete copy of himself. "Do you think I'd ever set you free? If you do, I'm sad to say, it simply isn't so." He walked towards Callum until he was in front of his face and crested his face. "You will never get away from me!"

Callum threw a fists at his double only for it to dissipate into smoke. "All that you are is a face in the mirror! I close my eyes and you'll disappear!" He held his head up high to show he won't be tempted by this being. Only for three more copies of himself to appear in front of him.

"I'm what you face when you face in the mirror! Long as you live, I will still be here!" He held the dagger against his tongue letting the blade draw blood as the muscle moved against it.

He looked at them with a disgusted look unaware of the blood spilling from his lips. "All that you are is the end of a nightmare! All that you are is a dying scream!" He looked at the blade and held it in front of him. "After tonight, I shall end this demon dream!" Only for a hand to pull the dagger close to himself as he looked back and saw the Count behind him grinning with madness.

"This is not a dream, my friend and it will never end!" He jesters towards the scene before them. Bodies laid before them both on the ground and impaled by pikes hanging in the sky as crows feasted upon them. "This one is the nightmare that goes on! He grabbed Callum by his collar. "The Count is here to stay, no matter what you may pretend and I'll flourish, long after you're gone!" He shoved Callum to the ground and leaned in close only to be kicked away.

"Soon you will die, and my silence will hide you!" He started to get up. "You cannot choose but to lose control." The Count started to get up as well.

"You can't control me! I live deep inside you! Each day you'll feel me devour your soul!" The Count looked at Callum with hunger and licked his own lips.

"I don't need you to survive, like you need me! I'll become whole as you dance with death!" Callum reached for the dagger and lunged at the copy and jabbed at his abdomen drawing blood. "And I'll rejoice as you breathe your final breath!" The copy laughed at him and pulled the dagger out of himself.

"I'll live inside you forever!" He walked towards the stunned Callum.

"No!" He yelled at him.

"With Satan himself by my side!"

"No!" He closed his eyes and tears spilled forth. Only for his copy to appear before him and grabbed his jaw forcing him to look at his copy.

He walked around the original, dragging his hand along the original's shoulder. "And I know that, now and forever, they'll never be able to separate Callum from the Count!"

Callum wiped the blood from his lips. "Can't you see it's over now?" He reached out and placed his hand on the copy's shoulder, and pleaded with the Count. "It's time to die!" Only for him to grin and grabbed both his shoulders.

"No, not I! Only you!" He said, scaring Callum.

The boy continued to plead with the copy. "If I die, you die, too!" The Count appears behind him.

"You'll die in me I'll be you!" The original started to grind as the Count disappeared.

The grin broke into that of sorrow, and for him to drop to his knees. "Damn you, Count! Set me free!"

The Count stood before Callum. "Can't you see you are me?"

Callum held his head in disbelief. "No! Deep inside-!"

The Count held the boy's head with both hands. "I am you! You are the Count!" Callum broke free from the Count's grasp.

"No - Never!"

"Yes, forever!"

Callum looked before him and glared. "Good damn you, Count!" He grabbed the dagger. "Take all your evil deeds, and rot in hell!" He held the blade above his throat only for the copy to appear behind him and place his hands onto Callum's.

"I'll see you there, Callum!" The blade pierced flesh and blood stained the grass turning it red.

(Warning over)

Flashback over

As the Count opened his eyes he looked at the crow that was perched on the mirror before him. "And prey tell what do you want Jack?" The crow caws at the man that was looking at him. "Yes I know it wasn't right for me to do that with her family but it seems like we've uncovered some mud on her father hahaha." The crow caws once more. "Her mother wasn't complaining, in fact I think she was enjoying it too much it seemed." The bird attacked the Count trying to peck his eyes out only for it to be backhanded. Before Jack could get up the Count placed his foot on him and started to apply pressure. "Are you finished Callum?" Soon the bird changed to a human, a complete copy of the Count. Seeing no resistance the Count lifted his foot. "Good boy."

"You won't get away with this. She'll find out what you truly are."

"Hahaha! Foolish boy we are the same person and yet you don't accept me for what you truly are. Now be a good bird and be silent." The boy continued to glare at his counterpart. "Good boy. Now since that lizard still lives it is no doubt he's coming here with whatever he's got. Luckily for us Aaravos weakened the connection to the sun to all, but then again this is Sol Regem we're talking about."

"And what do you expect us to do? The dragon queen is in a state of slumber, and the dragon prince is too young to stop him. He's coming for us and us alone."

"And I suppose you have a plan then boy?" He raised an eyebrow at the original only to receive a smug look from him.

"Yes. Yes I do." The two walked away from the burning moonshadow village and walked by the corpse of Lujanne that laid at the entrance.

She didn't think something like this would happen to her starting with Runaan's betrayal, her banishment, and now her father's words. If it was someone telling her this was her future she'd knock the person out without a single thought. "Hey." She looked up and saw her mother standing before her and turned away. "Rayla sweetie I wanted to tell you that-."

"I don't care."

"But-."

"I don't care! I didn't need you nor that man, cause when I needed someone it always turns into an illusion, so why should I give you a second chance?!" A hand was placed on her right shoulder and saw the Count giving her a smile. She understood what he was saying so she huffed. "Fine I'll give you a chance after that we're done." Her mother nodded. "I'm going out for a walk." Her mother tried to follow her only for the Count to seize her hand causing her to look at him.

"Give her some time to cool off for now we have bigger fish to catch."

She didn't have a problem with walking alone in the woods at night if it was night, but it seemed that fate was a cruel mistress. The weight on one of her horns was the reason for it. "I want to be alone Jack." The bird caws at her until she waved her hands to make it go away. Yet the bird was persistent and flew around and changed his form and appeared as the Count before her. "What do you want now my lord? You know you don't have to be Jack to get my attention you know."

"I'm not the Count." Which caused her to raise an eyebrow at him.

"What do you mean?"

"We're both Count Callum Dracula, but he refers to himself as the Count and I as Callum. Basically a coin if you look at it."

"What do you mean and how is this possible?"

"Magic. Dark magic and a broken mind don't mix well my sweet Rayla."

She crests her lover's face as she huffed from their fight. "Tell me my blackbird what troubles you?" Janai just continued to huff and puff. "Ahhh I know that look anywhere." She turned her back towards the elf as she walked to the otherside of the room. "You should stop now cause she's never come back her fate was written in stone when she placed her hand on the orb." She raised her left arm which had a shield to block her blade. Janai was burning with rage as golden lines of heat spread across her face.

"Shut up! You don't know what it's like to lose a sister! I bet all you humans are this cold and uncaring to your loved ones only caring about yourselves!" She shoved the general away and lunged again. Amaya flatten her blade against her arm to block only to be parried and to lose her right arm in the process.

"Hmm. It seems like my pet needs to be taught another lesson." She tossed her shield at the elf that she barely dodged it only to see the general grinning and flicking her bleeding arm at her causing drops of blood to get in her eyes. She dropped her blade to rub the blood out from her eyes.

"Cheaters all of you! You humans have no honor for a battle!" Before she could say another word the dark knight punched her face causing her to fall on her back. Before she could get up the general brought her shield down letting the elfs neck wedged in the gap of said shield cutting a few dreadlocks.

The black knight stood above the golden knight her eyes filled with blackness making said elf tremble before her. "You're right but all is fair but in love and war. Why do we do such things? Simple really we fight to see the ones we love, to protect them from those who'll harm them." She leans closer. "And for losing a sister well you're not alone in that boat." She walked away from her pet leaving it more confused.

"Hey Claudia."

"Yes?" She looked at Soren to see him scratching the back of his head. "Go on, spit it out already."

"D-Do you think that things would be the same for us if the Count never awoken?" She raised an eyebrow at her lover.

"Well I feel like it would've happened but at a later date and in a more of a-."

"Shit moment." He interrupted her, causing her to flick his forehead. "Ow. What it probably would've cause you know dad. He'd probably use dark magic to change or erase my mind along with yours."

"He wouldn't do that." He raised an eyebrow. "Ok so maybe he would've, so what brought you to say that?"

"Nothing really, it just popped in my head you know." They sat in silence for a while until it was broken by a third party.

"Oh someone gave me a knife this drama is so thick you can cut it hahaha."

"What do you want Aaravos?" The elf circled around them with a smile.

"Oh nothing much our Lord has called upon us for a meeting so hurry up children." He left the room.

"What do you think it could be about?"

"I don't know Soren but with how the Count's been acting it can't be good." She looked at her brother to see him about to eat a bread sandwich, causing her to slap it out of his hands.

"Oh no!" He looked at her with tears. "Why?" Causing her to roll her eyes at his antics.

"You're a vampire now you can't eat regular foods anymore." He pouts at her with more tears causing her to grunt. "Find I'll make you another." His tears roll back into his eyes and starts to smile.

"And."

"Don't push your luck." He frowns and looks away.

"Dang it." She kisses his cheek and walks out of the room.

"Hurry up, the Lord waits for no one!" He shook his head and ran out the door with a huge grin on his face.

The tension was thick around Lux Aurea as a bright light appeared off in the distance and grew closer to the city along with the heat. "Oh look it's so beautiful." It was a ball of light that separated from the source smaller but grew brighter as it got closer and hit a group of troops on Callum's right turning them to ash before his eyes. "Well that's new."

"Dracula!" Sol Regem bellowed out. "Come forth and accept your punishment for your crimes!" The Count thought it over.

"Nope sorry maybe next time." He flashed the beast a cheesy grin which angered the sun dragon. Sol Regem's scales glowed brighter than the sun enough to rival that of the infinite creator, and the ray of light spilled forth burning everything in its path scorching the land. Many ran from the light yet the Count stood still his grin growing with each passing second. "Oh this'll be fun."

His body grew in size to rival Sol Regem. Black fur covered his form, his ears elongated as well as bones breaking and rearranging to that of a bats body. The bat took a deep breath and released a loud shriek that caused some of the fire to be extinguished. Before Sol could release another breath of fire the large bat raised its wings and took off into the black sky which enraged the sun dragon.

As Sol Regem followed the Count towards the dark clouds, pockets of earth caved in front of the walls of Lux Aurea and elven troops spilled forth. The gates fell allowing the enemy to spill into the city.

Many couldn't tell if it was day or night as the battle drew on. Blood staining golden walls and armor. Brother against brother, son against father, families split along with lovers lost. Many stopped their fighting as a loud bang filled the air. All looked up at the sky and saw a ball of fire fall from the sky.

"Fuck!" The Count flicked the flames off of himself. "Stupid overgrown lizard." He noticed his shadow grew darker. He turned to see a wall of fire heading towards him. His eyes glowed green and drew a rune, and with a deep breath he released waves of water from his mouth. Both clashed and steam covered the surrounding area masking the Count.

"Surrender Dracula! You're beaten now come forth while I'm still merciful!" He saw a shadow moving towards him from behind. It launched itself in the air and Sol whipped his tail to hit what he thought was the Count, but turned out to be a large boulder. It was too late as the bats jaw bit down on his neck but his armor held back its fangs. The sun dragon shoved the bat away from him and unleashed another blast of fire at the Count. "It's over my Lord." Before he could unleash another wave of fire pain struck him. "W-What trickery is this!?" He looked at the fallen Count.

"Fufufu. So blind for power you didn't realize the source of your power dwindled so quickly. Just like a fire you need something to burn. Weakening the connection to the sun makes you use sun primal stones to increase your power but also your usage. Remember Sol Regem those who shine the brightest burn the quickest."

The sun dragon looked down at himself and saw his flesh turning to ash before his eyes. "You fool! You'll pay for your sins in time." He lunged at him only for him to lose his balance and fall to the ground. All he could see is the Count grinning at him as he dissipated into ash.

"Long live the king fufufu."

"Ahh. It's nice to meet you again mistress Rayla." She turned away from the battlefield that was happening outside the window and looked at the startouched elf. His snake-like smile and cat like eyes. "Please be alive when the Count comes back this time. I'd hate for you to die again a second time." She raised an eyebrow.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He waved at her.

"Oh nothing my moonshadow friend." He walked right next to her and his expression never changed. With each step he took towards her, she took one back. Before she could question him pain struck her from behind. She fell down to the ground. She looked up at the two copies of Aaravos and one word slipped from her lips.

"Why?"

"Why? Simple really there are Gods and servants that do the bidding of what the Gods want them to do. I'm that God and yet my people erased my work to help the Count's people. We both agreed that humanity suffered enough, but that mindless lizard stopped us. Now with him gone we are free to do what we want there's just one problem." He looked down at her. "That's where you come in. You see with you here the Count would stop this crusade and make peace, but what I want is to erase the future my people have created just like they did with mine. I truly didn't want to harm both of you both in the past and now." The sound of clapping filled the room.

"You know I never thought it would come to this my brother." A voice called out.

"I agree with you this time and nothing more." Two figures stepped out of the shadows to be the Count and Callum. One with a spear and the other with a shield and double-edged sword.

"Gentlemen what a pleasant surprise!" He walked towards the middle of the room as the two circle around him. "Fufufu. I'm sorry it has to be this way." Two lunged at the elf. The Count jabbed his spear at the upper part of Aaravos while Callum swept his legs; both attacks could've killed a normal being but the elf dissipated into smoke.

Both copies stayed still waiting for the elf to appear again. Only for him to appear behind the Count with Viren's staff raised high above ready to strike him down only to be bashed away by Callum's shield by which he threw. The elf was knocked back and was able to parry the Count's attack. He drew a rune in the air causing sparks jumping from it. A bolt of lightning jumped from the rune and struck Callum who was going towards the two.

Both copies stood before the startouched elf as he drew another sky rune and blows a gust of wind to push them back. As the wind stopped both combatants dropped down and stood up with their blades ready.

Aaravos smiled at the two copies and took apart his staff into two. The copies looked at each other and nodded. The Count dashed towards the elf's right-side and jumped in the air with his sword going for a downward slash. Aaravos dashed towards him with both pieces of his staff being dragged across the floor. The blades clashed and both opponents continued their momentum and clashed again.

Callum twirled his double blade and lunged at Aaravos. The elf continued his momentum and twirled around and locked blades with both copies with a smile on his face. The three combatants fought across the room until the Count and Aaravos made it to the balcony.

Their blades locked again while Aaravos was pressed against the railing which caused him to shoved the Count to one side of the balcony as Callum charged at the elf and shoved him off the balcony. Only for him to draw another sky rune and a gust of wind pushed the two off the balcony as well causing the three to fall down below.

Aaravos was the first to land while the Count landed on his right with Callum to the elf's left. Callum raised his blade high and struck at Aaravos. The elf moved back as the blade struck the ground. Aaravos lashed out at him only for Callum to pull the blade to the side and block both his blades. Aaravos pulled back one of his blades to block the Count's own and kicked him away.

The elf lunged at the Count only for him to jump back. Aaravos twirled one of his blades to cover his back to block Callum and shoved him away just in time to dodge the Count who was lunging at said elf.

The two copies circled the Aaravos. Soon Callum jumped over him while the Count lunged at Aaravos which caused him to block the attack and for the Count to punch him but he shoved him away with a backflip and kicked Callum away he looked towards the Count and groaned. He quickly drew another sky rune and a gust of wind shoved the Count into a wall.

Lost in rage Callum continued to attack the elf who kept dodging which caused the boy's rage to increase soon their blades locked. Aaravos kicked him away and lunged which caused Callum to block and pushed the blades down. Callum was starting to slow down as Aaravos continued to block and dodged.

The Count got back up to see Callum struggling against Aaravos and saw his two pieces turn into a spear that made the Count cautious but before she could do anything the spear pierced Callum's heart. The boy dropped his blade as Aaravos removed the spear from the boy's body, and drew another sky rune, and a gust of wind shoved the boy off the building. The Count ran past the elf towards Callum.

As the Count approached his other half the boy spoked. "My apologies, it seems that you'll always be better than me Dracula. I was never worthy of her love." The Count held the boy's hand tight but his body turned to ash before his eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry for these events my Lord, but you needed the push for what we have planned for so long. Yet you picked the girl over what we had planned. Now be a good toy and entertain me." The Count looked over his shoulder and glared at the elf. Said elf smiled at him. "Don't give me that look after all I know what's best for you." The Count turned towards Aaravos. "Even if it's death."

The Count's eyes started to darken as the night. "I see that you've found the spear of destiny. I'm impressed." He picked up Callum's weapon and gave it a twirl while circling Aaravos.

The elf stood still smiling while his eyes glowed white while cressing the spear. "The pleasures all mine. It took years and quite a fortune. Such resources that I have to offer." He looked back at the Count. "I will do what I must." He lunged at the Count swinging the spear to end the fight as quickly as possible.

The Count parried his attack and rushed the elf only for him to lift the end of the spear which was jammed in between the blades to stop them from slicing his head off. He kicked the Count away and dashed after him. Metal pierced flesh as both fighters stood still with the Count holding the shaft of the spear as it pierced his heart.

(Gore warning)

The young sorceress ripped into the flesh of another elf as its blood covered her form. Her dress was littered with tears and stained with the blood of her victims. Her thoughts were filled with the rush of battle that she didn't see another right behind her. "Get away from her!" A figure tackled the elf from killing her. As she turned around she saw Soren slaying the elf and looked towards her. "You alright?" Before she could answer he shoved her out of the way as an arrow lodged in his right eye. "Fuck!" He ripped the arrow out and glared at the elf who fired it. He looked down at his blade and threw it at the elf like a spear causing it to hit its target.

He looked around as best as he could and saw that the elves they were fighting against were slowly circling them. He looked down and picked up a fallen blade and placed a hand on Claudia's shoulder as they started to shrink the circle. "Hey Claudia." She looked at Soren. "I'll make it up to you." Before she could ask what he meant he headbutt her and threw her off in the distance.

His eyes looked at the group that surrounded him and started to grin. "Alright let's see how y'all dance." He dodged a chain whip as it tried to hit him before the elf pulled it back Soren grabbed it and pulled the elf towards him. His blade pierced the elf's chest causing him to release the weapon. As he picked up the chain whip with his left arm another wrapped around said arm. The chains dug into flesh as the elf pulled back causing blood to spill. "Fuck! You'll pay for that you fucker!" He looked at said arm to see it hanging on by a few pieces of flesh with bone peeking from it. He looked at the group and flicked his arm causing the remainder of flesh to tear, and said arm to hit the elf causing it to be knocked out.

He kicked some dirt in the eyes of another elf while blocking another. He used his wounded arm as a weapon catching his opponent off guard. Bone pricing flesh of the elf before he could remove his arm another blade cut his right arm. His rage was boiling; he swept the leg of his opponent continuing with the momentum he brought his foot around, and raised it into the air and brought it down on the elf. The sound of bones snapping silenced those around the area. The remaining group watched the boy as he stood above their fallen friend.

They watched the boy let out a voice of rage and disappeared from view. Only for him to appear behind one of them both wounded arms jabbed into the elf's back. He dashed at the elf that was beside him, his jaws clenching down on his throat the elf tried to throw the boy off, but it was too late as the boy violently pulled on his flesh. Before Soren could continue a chain whip wrapped around his injured left arm as well as his right arm. He tried to pull but more elves were at the ends of the whips. He looked at the elf that appeared before him and saw him drew a rune of fire as embers fell from it.

The boy started to consume his injured arms to break free like a desperate wild animal, as the flames consumed him. Soren continued to pull himself free as his flesh was burning away.

The boy wanted to be remembered for many things.. Soren the Great. Soren the strong. No… Soren the Damn was remembered.

(Gore warning over)

The explosion knocked her off her feet and her connection to the sun was weakened for a while before the battle. At this point she felt like giving up in this battle for she had nothing more to fight for as she laid there in the blood soaked earth. Yet her thoughts say otherwise.

"Weak." She looked around to see she was alone but as she blinked she found another version of herself before her except she had black eyes void of life.

"Be gone you fiend." It tilted its head.

"Why? So you can die? Pathetic for you I would say."

"You know nothing!" She snarled at the entity.

"Do you really think that? Cause I think otherwise." This caused her to raise an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" The entity chuckled.

"You're a fighter and yet you refuse to use me in battle. You must adapt like a true worrier! You feel it don't you? This is how she was able to escape the trial. Immerses yourself with me… us…" The entity dissipated and Janai saw a group of elves she wasn't familiar with approach her.

"Look what we have here boy's it seems like we've found the fallen knight."

"Never thought she'd fallen for a human of all things. Shame let's get this over with."

(Atempted rape and gore)

She could do nothing as they enclosed around her and began to remove her armor. "Not bad shame she's dying already." One elf said as he felt her breast through her clothing.

"I don't mind it, she's still breathing after all." Another said while he started to pull her lower uniform away and started to finger her. "Still warm and tight boys." He said as he unbuttoned his pants.

Here she was broken, weakened, and about to be raped by these fools and she was beyond enraged at all this until something snapped. She felt a power fill her more than she ever had with the sun. Her skin turned to a little lighter shade and lines of black marked her pale skin. Her eyes filled with blackness.

She threw a fists at the elf's lower jaw in front of her, causing his neck to snap back leaving him dead. The others were shocked when it happened as she sank her fangs into another member of their group. As they tried to run away she jumped on one and pulled his arms back until the bones snapped and flesh was ripped off. As she reached the last member she relentlessly punched him until his blood colored her skin. As the rush died down she looked up and saw her mistress looking at her with an amusement which caused her to grin. "Come my little blackbird."

(Warning over)

"Hmm it seems like you've forgotten one important flaw Aaravos."

"And prey tell what is it that I've forgotten my Lord." The Count could only grin as he tried to hold his laughter.

"Fufufu. Hahaha!" This caused the elf to lose his smile.

"What's so amusing about this?"

"Fufufu, this!" The Count kicked Aaravos away from him causing him to release the spear from the elf's grip.

As Aaravos stood up to speak he felt great pain that caused him to fall on his knees. He looked back at the Count. "What trickery is this?!"

"Fufufu. Simple really those who holds the spear of destiny cannot release it from their possession such actions results in death. Ironic isn't it a power that cannot kill only God but also it's owner. Fufufu. Good bye Aaravos." He grinned at the elf as he tried to remove the curse but his body started to turn to ash. "May God have mercy on your soul." The Count sat there as his undead life started to fade until a shadow loomed over him. He looked up and started to grin.

(Many years later)

"And that'll be all Callum, now run along now and you better stay out of detention young man."

"Of course professor Aaravos i'll see you tomorrow." Callum made his way off campus and towards home.

"Hey Callum buddy wait up!" He let his friend reach him. "Thanks, and sorry about getting you in detention again." The boy waved it off.

"It's fine Soren besides you're like an older brother to me." He ruffled Callum's hair.

"Whatever you say Cal. I better get going otherwise I'll be late for my date again." Callum rolled his eyes.

"I'm surprised that she hasn't left you yet." It was Soren who rolled his eyes.

"Thanks for the support Cal, but you're right. I'm also surprised she hasn't left me." He looked up at the sky. "I think she's the one."

"You're right about that you and Claudia are a bizarre couple in an interesting way."

"Whatever, you're just jealous. Anyway got to go see you around Cal. And stay out of trouble!" The boy just shook his head and continued to walk home.

As Callum made it to his room he was too tired to do anything else. As he let his tiredness consume him he was unaware of a shadow in his room. As the shadow started to get closer it took that of a feminine shape. A pale hand reached out and touched the side of his face.

"Still the same as always my sad prince of the night." Her grin revealed a pair of fangs as she reached closer to the boy's neck. Her fangs scraped against his skin as her violet eyes turned red.

End...

Author notes:

Thanks for reading. This was my first long fanfic so let me know what you think. Remember to place your answer for the next fanfic in the comments.

Song: Jekyll & Hyde - Confrontation.

Berder - a person or thing who is on the level below the devil and commits acts that the devil would consider evil.

The Spear of Destiny - the spear that pierced/stabbed Jesus. Whoever holds it shall control their destiny, but let go of it and you'll suffer a punishment of death.