Backstory: So I originally set up a separate account for my Dracula stories because I wanted to create a ton of Dracula stories and just have them all on that one account. Of course, that never happened, so I'm going to leave the original story where it is, but keep writing new stuff from my main account.
This will be an entirely separate story, but will focus on a similar path I did in the original story. I really want to dig in and explore the rules and world I had in my head during the original story, but never talked about explicitly in the original, only alluded to its effects. The original story is posted here: s/3625690/1/Dreams-and-Desires You don't have to read this story to enjoy or understand this new story. They are totally separate, although based on a similar internal headcanon.
Chapter 1
"Oh my god, you've been bitten."
The last thing Anna Valerious remembered was Aleera's fist coming out of nowhere and knocking her to the ground. Then being wrenched up by her ankle before the blood rushing to her head caused her to pass out.
Her next instant of hazy awareness was of walking into a brilliantly lit, but macabre ballroom full of gorgeously dressed dancers. A man was carefully escorting her through the doors as servants bowed low before him. Then her mind seemed to fall back to sleep again, though her feet continued to move forward of their own accord.
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Princess Anna was certainly a well-trained warrior with a naturally stubborn mind. It had been quite a chore for Dracula to keep her constantly unconscious or in his thrall ever since the human woman had been unceremoniously dumped at his feet more than a day ago. Aleera had preened at him like a cat expecting praise for laying dead rodents at her master's feet. But Dracula was indeed very pleased Aleera hadn't killed her… because the princess would make excellent bait for luring Van Helsing into his trap and securing the Frankenstein monster for his progeny. It also gave Dracula a little time to play with his food and have some fun before finally killing them all. Nothing sweetened ultimate victory better than a little time to gloat and rub some salt into the wounds of his enemies. His most ancient enemies, Gabriel Van Helsing and the very last descendant of Valerious the Elder, would both die tonight, and then his victory over the entire human race would be assured for all eternity.
Smirking lightly to himself, he slightly relaxed his numbing hold on the young woman's mind.
"How does it feel to be a puppet on my string?"
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Anna awoke slightly from her dreamy haze when the man tugged roughly on her, forcing her body to slam into his. Then she felt the touch of sensuous and soft lips upon her own. He kissed her roughly and insistently, with a dominating force. A low heat blossomed in her lower belly, but then she finally realized who she was kissing, and tried to struggle, only to find her body was not at her command. The count dipped her back roughly, as punishment for her brief defiance. Anna quickly put two-and-two together as Dracula waltzed her gracefully through the other dancers in the frigid ballroom.
"I won't let you trade me, Count." she vowed to him in a low voice.
"I have no intention of trading you." Dracula smiled at her, and paused in front of the mirror.
Anna gasped in horror as she realized she alone in the ballroom had a reflection in the gigantic mirror.
"Do you really think you or Van Helsing will make it out of here alive tonight?" Dracula purred with satisfaction.
Dracula's pleasure deepened when he felt the presence of two human minds enter his domain. It was absurd and ludicrous that humans thought they could hide their presence from vampires. Both their human scent and the feeling of their mortal minds gave them away instantly. But Dracula had already instructed all of his people to play dumb for now. The game had finally begun.
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Van Helsing spotted Anna immediately. Dracula had dressed her in a bright, blood red dress, in direct contrast to all of the dark colors the other dancers were wearing. Clearly, Dracula was mocking him by making his target so obvious, daring him to try to steal the Princess from the arms of the Evil Beast himself. Van Helsing eyed the flying trapeze artists. He was determined to skewer the evil bastard and rescue Anna quickly before Dracula hurt her.
Dracula felt Van Helsing's approach and dipped Anna. He wanted to kill Anna quickly and swiftly in front of Gabriel. Let that death sit on Gabriel's overblown conscience for awhile. Let him gloat over her dead body. Then he would slay Gabriel himself once and for all.
Dracula's fangs punctured Anna's neck and he began to drink her dry. Carl, realizing what was happening, shoved a fire-eater at Dracula. Dracula's cloak caught fire and Van Helsing lunged forward with a silver sword soaked in holy water. Anna lay near-death on the ground, but as Van Helsing sliced into Dracula, his hot vampiric blood splashed across her dress and face.
Wasting no time on a howling Dracula caught on fire, Van Helsing scooped up Anna and bolted for the doors, with Carl at his heels. Still holding true to their Master's orders, the other guests did nothing to stop him.
But it wasn't long before Dracula sent the entire ballroom after them. Thankfully, Carl's fiery device killed them all, but Dracula fled with his prize, the Frankenstein monster, to his castle.
Van Helsing was left to care for a bleeding and dying Anna. He took her to the first healer he could find.
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