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CHAPTER 14 - Zing never dies
Mavis awoke. She was in her room and her father was sitting next to her.
"Mavis, my honey! You finally woke up. The doctor said you had a heart attack; you remained in a coma for three days! You almost died!"
Mavis looked at him a moment, then shifted her gaze to nowhere.
"Why do I seem to be the only person who doesn't care about my life?"
These words were like a punch in the stomach to her father.
"Honey-claw, you mustn't think of these things..."
"Stop calling me by these stupid nicknames!" The girl interrupted her father's speech in a bad way.
"As you wish... Mavis." Dracula's voice was full of bitterness.
This bad experience had caused his beloved child to grow in a way that he never wanted.
Her sweet blue eyes, bright and shiny, full of curiosity and love were now gloomy and dry to the point of seeming gray. The only thing they were able to express was the sadness and loneliness of a life not worth living anymore.
"Dad, erase my mind, NOW!"
"But, Mavis, there are also memories that I don't want you to lose. Would you give up your 118th birthday party and your first kiss? Also, I can delete the memories, but not the emotions, so you would forever feel emptiness inside you that you could not quench in any way."
"I do not care, Jonny is dead, and now I don't care for anything or anybody, I just want to stop suffering."
"You will forget him, but not the love that you still feel, you would feel lonely and incomplete without even knowing why, and that would make you suffer even more."
"Then, leave me alone."
"No, I won't leave you alone..."
"That was not a request, I told you to go away!"
"And I've already answered you!"
Mavis looked up to her father, she was angry, and Dracula was taken by a mysterious force and violently thrown against the wall, then he fell to the floor. The girl looked at her hands startled, she never had telekinetic powers. Meanwhile her father, who was also startled, would have wanted to ask more questions, but chose to leave her alone. He left the room without saying anything to not make it clear to his daughter he was going to cry.
"I hate you! Jonny is dead because I obeyed you! It's all your fault!" Mavis yelled while Dracula closed the door, he tried to pretend nothing was wrong, but those words broke his heart.
Mavis stood sitting on the bed for a moment, but the memories of times spent with Jonathan were not leaving her mind, so she turned into a bat bandaged like a mummy, and flew away, limping a little, towards the roof, the place where for the first time she realized her love for Jonathan.
She returned to human form and sat down on the tiles. The wound of the arrow began to hurt her and on the white robe a red stain began to grow, but Mavis did not care.
She lay down and looked at the white and bright half-moon, surrounded by a myriad of twinkling stars.
"Jonny, you made me discover the sunrise, but the Moon is just as wonderful ... how I wish to share it with you..."
Then the vampiress heard a chatter coming from the back yard of the castle. She stood up and walked limping to the other side of the roof, sat down on the edge and looked down.
In the yard was her father sitting on the edge of a huge fountain with a white marble statue of a triton, a big man with legs covered by scales, brandishing a long bronze Trident pointed at the sky and rode a Leviathan. Along the outer perimeter of the fountain was placed a long line of trout which spit water from the mouth to the large central figure.
The vampire had his hands on his face and crying, while his closest friends were trying to console him.
Mavis sat on the edge of the roof, with her bare feet swinging by the wind and her elbows resting on her knees, trying to overhear what Dracula said.
"It's my fault... Mavis hates me and I'm starting to think she's right..."
"Drac, your daughter loves you, but she's still upset about what happened to her." Wayne tried to calm the vampire.
"It's true, do not lose heart! We will find that bastard who did this and kick his ass." continued Griffin.
"She hates me... so much that her anger is tearing her soul... her powers have increased, her glance was enough to throw me against a wall, and I couldn't counteract it. I'm afraid she's let herself go."
"She's let herself go?!" Wayne, Griffin, Murray, and Frank all said worried in unison.
"Yes, I'm afraid so and I do not know what I can do. I'm scared... really scared... on the one hand a monster hunter the other hand Mavis who could become a violent and uncontrollable vampire."
"Mavis..." That damned soft voice in the girl's mind came again.
"I can't believe it, you again!"
"Where is your Zing now?"
"You bastard!"
"If you had listened to me, now he'd be alive..."
"I hate you, I hate everything!"
"No, little vampire, you hate only yourself because you are weak..."
"You're wrong, I hate only you!"
"But I AM you!"
"Go away!"
"Why don't you fly away and reach a human city? Devour a couple and you'll be fine as you've never been before, you know?"
"I don't listen to inconsistent voices like you, you don't scare me!"
"How strange, the last time you saw me you seemed quite scared, huh little cat?"
Mavis remembered a flash of that yellow eye and the mysterious woman who she had dreamed about few days ago.
"It was you in that dream?"
"You were not dreaming, let's say that your soul has got too close to my spirit, and so we met in person, ha ha ha!"
"I'm no longer afraid of you, now I'm no longer afraid of anything."
That said Mavis stood up on the ledge; she turned and dropped herself back into the void with open arms, as she often liked to do from the window of her room.
The big eyes of the girl, though only visible from the two openings in the bandage, reflecting the moon making them seem even more magical. The tears that were released into the air left a bright trail like shooting stars and this light was in contrast with the black of the hair that danced in the wind.
"Drac, your daughter is the one who is falling down?" Frank said, looking at the sky.
Dracula turned.
"Mavis? Are you crazy? You know you're still recovering, you shouldn't force yourself!" Dracula yelled worried when he stood up to his feet, but she took no notice.
She continued to fall, but this time was different from what everyone expected, there was no flash of pink light, no smoke, no transformation.
Mavis stood motionless in the air in general disbelief.
Her clenched hand opened dropping a crumpled piece of paper that came to rest on the water; it was the sepia postcard of Paradise.
It was able to float until that it was struck by one... two... three drops of blood which made it too heavy causing it to sink.
Mavis was in mid-air as if she were still free falling, but from her chest protruded the tips of the trident that had pierced her back and broke her heart.
The unexpected and extreme act of Mavis left all present speechless, even Dracula who was too shocked to speak, but was the only one to have the courage to approach the girl's body.
He walked on the surface of the water, now completely red, and then floated to reach the girl. The sudden death had left her wide open mouth dripping with blood and eyes now empty, so the vampire closed them with a gentle caress of his hand, then slid the bandages that hid her face, making visible the long gash sewed up in a bad way. Finally he took her in his arms and carried her to the ground where he lay her.
The vampire leaned over to tighten his daughter in a last warm hug, while the mantle wrapped them both.
No tears gleamed across the face of Dracula and when he looked up at the other monsters, his eyes turned yellow, full of rage and revenge. He had never been so scary, even during the times when he was called Vlad the Impaler.
His soul was abandoned, for the second time, to be corrupted by darkness.
The sky became suddenly dark due to a thick blanket of black clouds that produced a blinding and deafening lightning that unloaded on the east side of the castle collapsing a part of it on the pool.
Friends of Dracula began to get frightened, they could not understand what was happening, and the only one to remain calm and impassive was the count.
Hotel Transylvania is no longer required. There are too many things that were taken away by humans, from now on it will be those nasty bugs that will have to hide from us." Said the vampire with a solemn tone as he stood up to his feet.
The other monsters were about to refute the words of Dracula, but they did not have time because Dracula raised a hand to his friends and some on them began to form black flames, like they were made by shadow.
The pain they felt was the worst they had ever felt, but it did not last long. These dark flames burned all their good sentiments leaving their evilness and bloodlust that characterized the monsters a few centuries earlier.
"As monsters do not need a soul, let me get rid of it!"
Throughout the castle screams, roars, growls and monstrous voices of all kinds began to resonate.
The vampire was already walking on the bridge and behind him appeared all the creatures of the hotel. They were no longer peaceful monsters but violent beasts. The darkness that Dracula had released had subjugated all the other monsters.
Behind them, the castle began to collapse, swallowing all the memories of those 114 years passed in peace and tranquility, and the bodies of two lovers that death has separated and that, maybe, death brought together once again.
"The era of Vlad the Impaler is going to rise again! Burn the houses and kill the children first! I want their parents; before they die they will suffer like I have suffered! At sunrise I want the city's squares to run red of blood and their impaled heads to shine under the sun! Ha ha ha ha ha!"
END...?
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