A/N: Sorry the first chapter was so confusing. I have explained most of it in this one. Please telll your friends about this story because my feeling are hurt by the lack of comments. So please make me feel better or I wont write anymore. And I mean it!
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Dracula thought long and hard. About Anna and him. How Anna did Anna survive the attack? He wondered. "Because Van Helsing bit her before she had a chance to die. You should understand that." Satan answered knowingly, appearing before him. "Then why does she want to kill herself! She should be happy to be alive!" He screamed in frustration. "Because she is afraid." He said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Then he disappeared. He decided to treat her like a princess, so she would never be afraid again. "Eliza." He called. A servant girl appeared before him. She was pretty, but her hair was matted and her clothes were old. "Could you please clean yourself up and come back here, I need you to look presentable." He said carelessly. She walked out of the room.
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Eliza was very confused by her master's order but was grateful for it. If she cleaned herself up, she knew she would look lovely and maybe she will finally become Dracula's bride. She will finally have the man she has been lusting, ever since he first brought her here. She walked into the bathroom down the hall and washed herself until her skin and hair shined. Put on some of his brides old clothes and walked back to her master. "What took you so long?" He snapped in luscious voice. "You said you wanted me to look presentable and that does take some time." She said as sweetly as she could, but still she wondered what this was all about. "Tell the other servants to clean themselves and the castle. And make some breakfast and bring it here." He said, not even noticing how outstanding she looked. "Why?" She said obviously puzzled. "None of your business!" He snapped. Then she heard a noise and the sound of rustling sheets. She looked over at his and saw something she couldn't believe, a beautiful, raven haired woman rising sleepily from the bed. "What is going on here?" She said sluggishly and yawned. Dracula looked back at her affectionately. "Good morning, Anna. Welcome to my summer palace, again." He said, smirking. Eliza remembered the woman, Anna Valerious. She was last here when Dracula wanted to make her his bride. This made her angry. What! Now I have more competition. I think I am going to kill her before she becomes a real threat. She thought angrily. "Sleep now my love. I will awake you when your breakfast is here." He said, tenderly. With that she lied down and fell asleep. Dracula head snapped back to face her. "I heard what you were thinking. If you so much as lay one hand on Anna without my permission, you will feel my wrath." He said, coldly. "But, Master…." She said pain in her voice. "Eliza, I love her! My heart is hers. I will never love you. Now do what you are told!" He snapped. Tears burn her eyes, drowning her, overpowering her. She ran out of the room, hurt and confused. Hating this so called, Anna. She went to do what she was told, so she wouldn't have to take more verbal cruelty.
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Anna was very quiet. She had just pretended to sleep so she could hear the conversation. She could not, would not, believe what she had just heard. Dracula had just said he loved her. But that was impossible! Also, even if it was possible, she cannot love him. If she did, all her family would go to hell, she would be punished, and no one would ever forgive her. As she was thinking of all of this she fell asleep for real. "Welcome, Anna." Satan said welcoming her. "What, are you going to hurt me, again?" She asked trying not to act terrified, but not succeeding. Her eyes always gave her away. "No. That will come later. Right now all I want to do is talk."
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Dracula was very pissed off at the moment. His most loyal servant was plotting to kill his beloved Anna. Why does ever woman in his life, hate Anna? Is it because they are jealous? Well it certainlyseemed that way. Anna grunted behind him. He looked at her; her once peaceful face was creased with worry. He argued with himself but finally he came to the conclusion that if she wasn't going to tell him anything, then he would just have to go into her dreams. He hesitantly went into her dream. "It took me awhile Anna, but I think I have finally figured you out. You still afraid of what your father will think when he finds out you have fallen in love with my son. Well it doesn't matter he is dead!" Satan said, annoyed. "You don't know anything! If I fall for him, my family will never go to heaven! That is the only thing I care about!" She said. Dracula was disappointed at this, she was still thinking of her dead family. "You just never want to see your father again! Because you are afraid that he will beat you again! Well I can promise you that I can do ten times worse." He said, smirking evilly. "How can you do worse than that? I mean you can physically hurt me more, but you can never hurt me as emotionally as that did." She said, shuddering at the memory. "Well, why don't we watch that memory again? I bet you I can do worse than that." Hesaid. Then they were transported back in time.
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Anna had just gotten home from the extravagate ball her father put on for her for her sixteenth birthday party and so she could meet suitors to be her husband. Though she already knew who she wanted to be her husband, his name was Vladislaus. She knows she is in love with him and she wants to be his. She walks up to her father ready to tell him she has made her decision. "Father I have chosen a husband." She announced proudly. "Who." Her father asked curiously. "His name is Vladislaus." She said, loving the sound of his name; it's so mysterious, just like the person who owns it. "Do you love him?" Father asked, all the curiosity left his face, all that was left was shock, pure and utter shock. "I think so!" She said excitedly. He stood up angrily and grabbed her by the neck. "Vladislaus is Dracula's first name!" He screamed. Then he dropped her to the ground, and then with amazing speed he took off his belt lifted her shirt so that her back was showing. With all his might he brought the belt down upon her back. He repeated this until she collapsed. He picked her up and stood her up. She had a glimmer of hope, she thought the beating was over, but it had just begun. His arm moved back behind his head then in one thrust, it connected with her face and sent her flying backwards into the wall. She felt a stinging sensation from the wounds on her back. She fell to the ground and screamed out in agony. "How can you love that bastard, that monster? He will never love you!" He said taking pleasure in the lesson he was teaching her. He kept repeating that last sentence over and over, while he mercilessly kicked her in the chest as she lie on the ground bleeding. Each time he said it she was growing more and more convinced. Until finally she believed it was true. Satisfied he stopped and left the room leaving her on the ground battered and bruised. Her back was a mess of open wounds that were bleeding heavily, her chest was covered in large bruises, and she had a large black eye. She was so battered that she fell unconscious, until her brother found her and took her to the hospital. Saving her life.
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Dracula was astonished by the brutality of this memory. No wonder she was afraid of him, he caused this atrocious attack. No wonder she was afraid of her father. But one thing he didn't understand is how she could believe all the things her father had said. Though maybe she gave in out of fear and now she truly believes that he is a monster, even though the real monster is her father. He got out of her dream and found her sleeping peacefully, nightmare gone and hopefully forgotten but he knew she would never forget something as traumatic as that. Never.