A/N: YAY. I'm incredibly sorry it's taken me so long to update...I've just over come quite possibly the worst writer's block I've ever experienced. It's not like I haven't tried to write this chapter, it was just that whenever I got to a certain point I'd immediately hate it and just delete the entire thing.It was dreadful, really. Plus I hate forcing myself to write causeitalways comes out socrappy and Ididn't want tomake a crappy chapter!. Anyways. ENJOY.

A/N: Oh, and I would like to dedicate this chapter to my good friend and editor,Kerry. She kind of compelled me to finish writing this chapter, so applaud her!

ONE MORE A/N: Ignore any of the grammar errors and whatnot; I was just so excited about posting this chapter that I only did a quick spell check. ;P

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A/N: I'm starting over. I don't like what I've written but I might just keep it. I'm going for more of a funny chapter this time instead of sad sad everyone's dead. :D

Amira woke with a start, drenched with sweat. She had dreamed she had died in the arms of Dracula, but that couldn't be right. She tried to stand up, but her head started to spin so she lay back down. Her head felt like it was about to split in two. When she trusted herself to be able to stand up, she got slowly out of bed and walked unsteadily to a mirror. Her face was as pale as death. Am I a vampire? A momentary panic took over her body before looked out her window and realized that the sun was just setting now; she would have been dead long ago from the exposure to sunlight if she had been turned into a vampire. Wait, I'm back in Dracula's castle! How the hell did I get here? Panic overtook her body once more. Dracula must have captured me. And that means that The Night Stalkers must have been killed. A sense of despair caused her sit down on the floor as everything rushed back to her. She wept openly for the loss of her protectors; though she only knew them for a short period of time, she felt terrible knowing that it was her fault they were dead. Amira remembered the gash on her stomach and lifted up her shirt. She gasped in surprise; her stomach was as flawless as it ever was. Nothing remained of the terrible wound she had received. How did it heal? She had no recollection of drinking Dracula's blood and the thought of it just healing as if by magic disconcerted her. She was pulling her shirt back on when she heard a sudden 'pop!' directly behind her.

"Good morning sunshine!" Amira jumped and whipped around to find Zane standing before her.

"Zane!" Amira exclaimed, her glee apparent. "You're alive!" She wrapped her arms around his waist and gave him a back breaking hug. Zane struggled for breath as he patted her awkwardly on the back. When she finally let go he stood there for a moment trying to catch his breath.

"Pleased to see you too, Amira."

"Are the Night Stalkers alright?" Amira asked anxiously.

"Oh yes they're fine. None of them were injured too badly, though Talon brokehis rightarm. It should heal soon enough though."

"Thank god! I was so worried about them!"

"I assumed you were."

Amira suddenly changed topics and began questioning Zane."What are you doing here? What am I doing here? What happened?" Zane stopped her stream of questions by raising his hand.

"Err...well you see...the thing is..." He began wringing his hands with a very guilty look on his face.

"Spit it out, Zane!"

"Unfortunately I can't exactly tell you what's going on. The ah...Powers That Be have forbidden me to talk about it."

"The Powers That Be." Amira crossed her arms under her breasts and stared at Zane.

"Now don't get me wrong, I would certainly tell you if I could, but I'm afraid I can't. You'll find out about it soon enough though! In fact, we only have a few minutes."

"What the hell are you talking about Zane?" Amira adopted a stern expression as she continued to stare at him.

"Look, I got in a bit of trouble for attempting to meddle with the future, meaning when I helped you escape Dracula's clutches. So The Powers That Be forced me to come down here and start a bit of a...rumor about you and Dracula so things will go out as planned. I swear I wouldn't have done it if I had had a choice!"

"What do you mean, a rumor?" Amira began to feel a growing sense of dread in the pit of her stomach.

"I can't reveal this to you. I shouldn't even be here right now, really! I just thought you deserved a bit of a warning before you had to face Dracula."

"This isn't much of a warning Zane. It doesn't even make any sense!"

"I truly am terribly sorry about the inconveniences you're going to have to face until the wedding, but never fear! I believe that all shall end in your favor in the end." He gave her a hearty wink. He glances down at his wrist. "Oh my, look at the time! I really must be getting off!"

"Hey wait Zane! You don't even have a watch on!" Amira reached out to grab his arm but he was gone with another faint pop before she could latch hold to him.

A moment later the door to her bedroom opened and Dracula entered the room, fury painted plain across his face. "Where is he?" He shouted.

Amira took a step back and held up her hands as if to protect herself. "Who?" She asked innocently.

"Zane!" He roared. "I'm going to kill that bastard!" He began searching Amira's room from head to toe for Zane, but couldn't find him anywhere.

"He's not here, you know." Amira told him, her arms once again folded under her breasts. "Why are you so angry with him?"

"For spreading lies, that's why!" His Romanian accent became so thick from anger she could barely understand him. He suddenly stopped searching for Zane and began pacing the room back and forth, his hands clasped behind his back. He began muttering to himself as if Amira weren't even there. Amira could just make out the words 'affection and Zane and torture'. "You!" He suddenly spun around and pointed at Amira. "Come with me! We have things to discuss." Without another word Dracula left the room with Amira right behind him, too bewildered to disobey.

They soon came to his study. The doors flew open before Dracula even touched them, as if they were afraid to face his wrath if they did not open right away. "Sit." He ordered coldly. He pointed at a red velvet chair in front of his desk. He took the large leather chair from across his desk.

"What happened?" Amira demanded.

"What happened? WHAT HAPPENED? Affection happened! That's what!" Dracula began to grow a bit hysterical when he reached the word affection. "I showed affection towards you after you were injured by that insolent fool. Now Zane has been creating rumors and they've been spreading like wildfire! I'm losing my respect in the underworld because of you and your inability to refrain from doing stupid things like running off with Zane!" Amira did not dare interrupt him whilst he was ranting, so she just sat there with a cool and calm expression on her face. "You foolish, inconsiderate woman! What possessed you to believe that you could escape from me? And now look at the damage you've caused! Do you even realize what you've done to me?" Amira wisely refrained from pointing out that it was he who kidnapped her in the first place.

Instead, she said, "Could you please explain exactly what is going on?"

Dracula sighed and placed his head in his hands and rested there for a few minutes. Amira began to think he wouldn't answer when he twitched and brought his head up.

"After you were hurt by that vampire during the battle is showed affection towards you. I allowed you to drink my blood so you could survive from the fatal wound you had received." Amira attempted to interrupt when he told her about the blood drinking but Dracula just raised his voice to a sort of a half yell." The entire room saw it and Zane has been spreading rumors around. It has put me in a very strange light. According to Zane, I saved your life so I could ah..." he took a deep breath, "force you into submission and to become my..." he hesitated once again, "pet." Amira choked on air and began coughing loudly.

"Excuse me!" She gasped in between coughs. "Your PET!" Her voice became very high pitched. She waved her arms in front of her and began shaking her head frantically. "Oh no no no no no. I may have lost my freedom to you, but I will NOT lose what little dignity I have left just because that son of a bitch has been spreading rumors about!"

"Unfortunately for you, you have no say in the manner. I will not allow you to force me to lose what little respect I have left in the underworld because of your foolish sense of pride. You will become my...pet...and that is final!" Amira stomped up her foot against the floor.

"No, no, no, NO!" She shrieked. "I will NOT." Amira squeaked as she was suddenly thrown off her feet. She landed with a loud thump on the floor.

"Yes, you will." Dracula ordered softly in a dangerous tone. "Or I will inflict a lot more pain upon you." He grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. "I'm sorry you will have to go through this, but in a few weeks time we shall be married and I will be able to end this silly idea of you being my pet." If that was supposed to make her feel better, Dracula failed miserably. Amira ground her teeth and shook with fury from being reminded that she was still going to marry Dracula.

"I hate you." She whispered quietly.

"I know." Dracula smiled sweetly at her.

"What's this about me drinking your blood? I don't remember doing it."

"Well I had to keep you alive so I let you drink my blood." He turned his back on her before adding, "I don't know what the problem is, you seemed to enjoy it."

Amira snorted and shook her head angrily. "I think I'm going to be sick."

"No you won't!" Dracula shouted so loudly it made Amira jump. "This carpet is priceless and I will notallow it tohave a stain on it merely because you can't handle the fact that you drank my blood and you enjoyed it."

"Now, back to business!" He returned back behind his desk. "I have already employed a young vampire who will be teaching you the proper manners of a...pet." He fumbled over the word 'pet'. "Your training shall begin later this evening.

"Training for what?"

"I shall be holding a ball next week and I want you to be ready to act like a humble pet by then."

"Whatever. This is just another way to make my life even more miserable than it already is." Amira turned and began to walk to the door when Dracula called her back.

"Wait! I have something for you." Amira turned around and slowly walked back to his desk. She was hesitant to receive any gifts from Dracula, seeing how the last on he gave her had a tracking device in it.

"What is it?" Amira asked cautiously.

"A very special gift." He smiled, which did absolutely nothing to calm Amira's nerves.

"Come closer..." He crooked his pointer finger at her. Amira was soon directly across from him. The only thing separating them was the desk. Before Amira even had time to react, Dracula leapt over his desk and attached something to her neck. Amira jumped back the moment the something latched to her neck. At first she thought it was another necklace, but soon to her utter horror and disgust she realized that it was not a necklace, but a collar. She slowly reached behind her neck for the clasp, but as soon as she touched it, it melded together, making it impossible to take off. She tugged at it furiously, but to no avail.

"There. Now you look much more like a pet." Dracula smiled gleefully. His smile was soon wiped off his face when Amira slapped him as hard as she could. Dracula was startled for a moment, but as she swung her hand again Dracula caught her wrist. He yanked her forward until they were mere inches apart. Dracula towered over her as he whispered in quiet fury," You will not hit your master!" He let go and walked behind his desk once more. "You may go." Amira was too dumbfounded by the look on his face to even think about disobeying. She walked quietly out of the room.

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A/N: HOLY MOTHER OF PEARL I'M GONNA MAKE THE CHAPTER LONGER.

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When Amira finally returned to her room she examined her collar. It was actually quite beautiful, though the fact that it's attached to my neck ruins its beauty, she thought furiously. It had tiny diamonds studded in intricate patterns all around the collar. The collar itself seemed to be made of some sort of silvery flexible mesh material. No matter which way she stretched her neck it always fit perfectly comfortably. She turned away from the mirror and threw herself on her bed.

"I hate Dracula. I hate life. I hate Zane. I hate being a pet." She kept up this odd chant of things she hated until the servant girl Aida came in with food.

"Good evening miss!" She called cheerfully, as if she didn't have a care in the world. Amira was disgusted by her cheerfulness. And now I hate this servant girl. "I thought you might be hungry after all that yelling, so I brought you some food." She held up a silver tray with a large bowl of vegetable soap and a loaf of bread as if she thought Amira hadn't already seen it. Aida set it down on Amira's bedside table and stood there staring at her. "You have to eat, miss! You'll surely become thin and gaunt if you don't." Amira picked up the steaming bowl of soup and began eating it. It burnt her throat but Amira didn't mind; she hadn't realized how hungry she was.

"Thank you." Amira said in between mouthfuls of soup. "This is delicious."

Aida beamed with happiness and pride. "You're so kind, miss! I have to go take care of master Dracula now. Bye bye!" She skipped out the door.

After Amira was finished she felt considerably more cheerful. She stood up and took a random book off the bookshelf and began to read. (A/N: I don't remember if there was a bookshelf in her room or not, but there is now!)Amira curled up in her armchair and read for about an hour before Aida came back.

"Master Dracula wants me to inform you that you that your tutor has arrived. Please come with me!" Amira followed her out the door and down to the library. "Masters Dracula and Vasilios are waiting for you inside." Without another word Aida scurried off.

Amira opened the door. Dracula and this Vasilios were conversing quietly in the center of the room. Both of them turned when they heard the door open. Vasilios bowed politely while Dracula just stood there. Amira cocked her head to one side as Vasilios straightened. He had long, beautiful shining hair that tumbled down to the small of his back. Though he looked young, his hair was snow white. As he strode forward Amira noticed that he was quite handsome, he looked like he was about twenty years old. His skin was pale as a ghost, but it seemed to suithim.He looked to be a few inches taller than six feet. His eyes were bright gold, giving him a wolfish appearance. Amira decided instantly that he was incredibly gorgeous, and that she would enjoy being taught by him.

"Pleasure to meet you, Lady Amira." His voice was deep and smooth. "My name is Vasilios." Amira smiled as she felt herself practically melt on the inside. Oh yes, this will be very enjoyable.

He took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips. The kiss was soft and very polite, but it also had analmost a sensual feel to it.

"Pleasure to meet you to, Vasilios." My god he's beautiful.

The moment was broken when Dracula coughed loudly and deliberately. Amira hadn't even noticed thathe had moved right next to her. "I shall be in my study if youneed me." Dracula sounded jealous.Amiraforced herself to keep a straightface as he strode very stiffly out of the room.It was obvious that he hadn't thought the two wouldhit it off immediately.

"Shall we sit down? I don't really want to start training today; I was thinking we could just chat." He smiled winningly at her. Amira noticed almost immediately that he hadtwosharp fangs. Vampire.

"Alright." Amira followedVasiliosto the plush armchairs andsat down.They began talking right away, the topics changing at random. They didn't wander into the territory of each other's backgrounds, which was perfectly fine for Amira. She didn't really feel like explaining how she had been kidnapped by Dracula. They talked late into the night, Amira didn't even know what time it was, nor did she care. Quite suddenly, Vasilios stopped talking and looked out the window.

"It will be dawn soon. Regrettably I must retire." He stood up and held an elegant hand for her to take. "Shall Iaccompany you back to your room?" They walked back together side by side in comfortable silence. All too soon they were standing at her doorway. "Until this evening." He bowed once again and disappeared in a flash of white light.

Amira walked into her room and sank onto her bed. "I love life." She stated simply.

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A/N: Interesting plot twist, eh? It came into my mind while I was in the car on my way to Disney World. I had been thinking of the fanfics I had read recently and I remembered this fanfic where some guy kept calling this girl 'my pet' to get her pissed off and then this idea popped into my head. Unfortunately I can't even remember what the fanfic was about so I'm unable to give credit to my inspiration! I feel pretty bad about it. -sigh- Oh well.

I was thinking about making Vasilios, which by the way means 'of royal blood' in errr...Greek I think,in the next chapter. But I decided that you guys deserved an extra long chapter for the extra long wait. Doesn't he sound absolutely lovely?

NOW! I expect MANY MANY LOVELY AND LONG REVIEWS FROM EVERYONE. REVIEWREVIEWREVIEWREVIEW!