A/N: Well, there are a lot of impatient people who want this story updated! I will update whenever I can, okays?
Katie woke up in a sweat. She had been dreaming, dreaming of vampires and gargoyles chasing after her, cornering her, and finally Dracula in all his black clad glory, ripping her clothes to shreds and then, biting deep into her neck. She found herself, after a bout of screaming in the imagined pain that throbbed for an instance on her neck, in a bed, a nice white sheeted bed. The entire room was the pale shades of gloomy grey and off white, with shining metal ornaments lining the edge of the room, buttressed with scallop flowery designs. The curtains were white and transparent, tied back with silver ribbons, and around her was a white painted wardrobe, book shelf with all her books and trinkets from home, and a nice light wooden desk and white satin plush chairs. Everything was either a pale ghostly white or dusky gray, with silver accents throughout the room. The light was thus procured for her to see not by the cinders of the small fireplace, but by the glow from the multitudes of candles everywhere, casting the light to add shadows to the dismal but white-bright colors of the room. She was certainly scared by the atmosphere that was out of place with such a pure room.
After addressing the situation around herself, she turned down her eyes to look at herself. She was sweaty, and had her silk white nightgown, with a low v-neck and no sleeves at all, except for the ruffle of lace that trimmed everything. The clothing was soaked, and see-through enough to see the plain intricate design all over her bra. She, like Elizabeth, then pulled the soft white sheets up around her, in disgust and fear at the translucently of her bed clothes were, and then had the memory of last night come into her mind.
No…Dracula! He really is real! Oh my, this can't be real, it can't be! She said in her mind, her eyes wide in fear. She presently got out of the large bed, and stood on the bare floor, looking around to find, well enough, on the chair a lovely white dress with fancy trailing silver ribbons, and a fine plain drawstring corset. It was marvelous to look at, but then she had to turn her head to look behind her, as she saw the owner of two piercing blue eyes that were staring into her back.
"Good morning, my darling." Dracula said, stepping from the shadows of the room and placing his hands on her waist. Katie involuntarily shuddered.
"So it is true, then. You really are Dracula, the same Dracula that has plagued my thoughts, filling me with terror." She sighed, fear throughout her body, her mind trying to quell the rising feeling of hopelessness that was filling her system, while Dracula's grip pulled her closer to him, her body resting against his cold form.
"Yes it is, my dear innocent Katie. I am here to make your life living Hell. For you never have wanted me, never wanted immortality, and always dreamed of my enemy Gabriel. You are the perfect victim." He hissed in her ear, moving his hands up and down her sides, while she struggled not to moan.
"But I am not worthy of your attention. Please, don't kill me." Katie said, trying to move out of the chilling, paralyzing grip.
"You are beautiful, Katie. You are under the wrong path, the path to light. Since Marishka left me, I have longed for someone with the radiant skin such as yours…" He turned her around and kissed her forehead. "Your shining, golden hair like the sun I shall never see again…" He trailed his fingers in her hair, the chill that was touching her scalp making her uneasy and fidget. "But most of all, your heavenly nature that I wish for, that I wish to torture." He growled, his hands moving up her front and over her curves grasping her shoulders while Katie squealed and moved away. She ran to the other end of the room, moving her hands on her body at the places he touched. They left her with terrible feelings. Feelings, of pleasure and total fear. He merely stood in the middle of the room, chuckling loudly.
"There are plenty of girls with the virtues you seek that would like to become a vampire and love with you. I don't want this fate, please." Katie stammered, trapped in the corner.
"I will tell you the other reason why I want both of you, my dearest. Later, after you are dressed and I escort you to dinner. You both need to know a few things. Now, wear that if you please." He pointed towards the dress, backing away just enough to let Katie comfortably move at a safe distance and grab the dress, going over briskly to the changing screen.
She couldn't believe she was doing this! But she had no choice, seeing that she expected that Dracula would try to dress her if she refused. So she sighed, sighed a heavy sad sigh of hopelessness and tears welled in her eyes while she got into the shimmering white outfit. I look like a bride about to be taken on her wedding night. She thought, while tears flowed evenly down her face as she stepped out from the screen. Dracula was on the bed, open mouthed at her beautiful form that stood before him. He stood up and kissed her hand lightly, the hand trembling from the mere touch of his cold lips.
"You look positively gorgeous, my little swan. Now, it is time for your breakfast. Allow me to escort you." Katie had no choice but to let him hold her hand and lead her out into the dark, gothic hallways of the castle. Down the halls of spider webs, bats' hanging from the ceiling, a scamper was heard occasionally of a few rats in the corners, and the sight of a stray Dwergi unnerved her. It was not as scary however as your hand freezing from the cold, iron grip of Dracula by your side leading you down these hallways of death, and then opening the door to a lavish banquet, filled with a multitude of foods in a candle-lit room. A romantic atmosphere prevailed, an atmosphere of life in a lifeless castle.
She made no sound at this, only the faint whisper of a gasp. She realized how famished she was, and was almost drooling at the food. But, manners prevailed, and perhaps that it was a bit disrespectful and out of character to show how she enjoyed the food when in the presence of the famous blood drinker count Dracula. She let herself be led and sit in a white painted metal chair, with the plush of cotton gray fabric for comfort. Across from her was an ornamented brown wood chair with red velvet, and next to it was a black chair with fine black leather for padding, and at the end of the table, where she was next too, a large gargoyle-etched black stone chair, tall and high, where now Dracula seated himself and poured a glass of red liquid from a black bottle. Katie began wondering where Elizabeth was.
"Count Dracula, where is Elizabeth?" Katie said cautiously, where Dracula was somewhat annoyed for the first minute.
"She is safe in her room, but my Dwergi should have escorted her here by now. She must have done something. Excuse me for a few moments, but I must take Elizabeth down here. In the mean time, you can talk with my only bride. I am sure you will be good friends." He smirked devilishly, snickering while he left the room. As soon as he closed the door, another door opened quite slowly.
What Katie saw was what she had never expected to see in her entire life.
A/N: Well, what did Katie see:O