A/N: I am going to black mail you now!!!! REVIEW OR ELSE!!!!!
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Anna felt as if she is floating in emptiness. Everything was white. "So, Dracula must have killed me." She said. "No, you are not dead, you are just dreaming." Said a booming voice, coming from absolutely nothing. "Who are you?" She asked, puzzled. Who could possibly be in her dreams? "Let's see, there are so many names for me…." Said, the voice, breaking her train of thought. Then a man appeared right before her eyes. He was middle aged, wearing a sleek black suit. He looks a lot like an older Dracula would look. "Lucifer, Satan, Devil, but you can call me, father." He smirked.
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Dracula watched as Anna was sleeping like the angel she is. His angel. He thought. Suddenly her beautiful face became creased with worry and her beautiful lips began to frown. Maybe he could go into her dreams, so he can get rid of the problem. Even though it is invading her privacy, she needs her rest and he doesn't want her waking up, just because of a bad nightmare. So he jumps down from his spot and lands right next to her on the bed. The change in pressure doesn't seem to wake her which means it is probably a worse nightmare than he thought. He puts his cold hand to her damp forehead, and going into her dream.
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"What do you want?" She whispered, paralyzed with fear. "I only want what best for my son and that seems to be you." He said. "Let's stop talking about me and let's talk about you. What do you want, Anna?" He asked even though he already knows. "To kill Dracula, of course." She said, somewhat unsurely. "No, that is what your family wants, but what do you want, Anna?" He asked, angry because she won't admit the feeling he knows she has for Dracula. "Does it really matter? Most of my family dead at the hands of Dracula." She said trying to show no emotion, but her beautiful eyes always deceived her, she as an open book to mind readers such as the Devil and Dracula. "No, most of your family died of old age and ignorance." He said. "What about my brother and father?" She asked, but already knew the answer. "That bastard, Van Helsing, killed your brother, as for your father, he was killed by Aleera, who in my opinion was a better bride, than you will ever be." He said, insulting her. "I will never be his bride! I will never become his plaything, for him to dispose of once he has found someone new!" She screamed pain and hurt clear in her voice. "Oh…. But you want be his bride, you want to be his only one, which is why you were always jealous of his brides, you love him and you know it." He said. "NO! I DON'T LOVE HIM!" She screamed in reply. "Anna, look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love him!" She looked away. "See, you can't! Anna do you love him?!" He yelled, pissed off. "NO!" She screamed to the heavens. "DO YOU!" He yells even louder. "Yes." She whispers. "But does it matter, he will never love me back, he has no heart…." She sighed it is true; she loved him but she is afraid…. Afraid that he will never feel the same way. "So, he hasn't told you yet, has he?" He said. "Told me what?" She asked curious. "Excuse me, but I have to go talk to my son…." He said, sounding so distant it was as if he was already gone.Then in a flash he was gone. Then she woke up….and Dracula was beside her.