Fortune Zyne: It gets even worse.

Haunting Whispers: Yup, i know, but i'm not gonna kill her so easily.

Ebony Night: Know what? I don't even have a boyfriend, heck, never even been kissed before. So thanks for the compliment!

XtheXpowerXofXmusicX: you're gonna hate me sooo much... but i need her death as a catalyst, so yup, she ain't gonna die so quickly.

Shero: He will, but there's a twist.

Velfin: So you know, Shadow's not only a minor character. I'll explain when this fic's done. grins and ya, definitely dracoc. i wouldn't just throw poor Noriko in there would i?

i'm so gonna be hated... x3

The moment he landed inside his bedroom, Vladislaus Dracula knew that something was wrong. Noriko wasn't there. He couldn't hear her or smell her. The only scent that lingered was that on the bedsheets and Aleera's scent. Angered, he teleported himself to Aleera's coffin instead. She was definitely the one behind his Noriko's disappearance, no one else would be capable of that. He dragged Aleera out of her coffin. "Did you!" He roared."No sire! No! Aleera wouldn't do things to displease sire… " she whined, collasping at his feet.

White hot fire burned through his veins as he flew out into the night sky, in his hell-beast form. He followed the scent through the forest, other smells invading his nose. But unfortunately for him, he was following a false trail. Vladislaus! He heard her scream in his mind. He flew even faster, swooping down, havingspied that shimmery silvery hair of hers.Two young men were holding her down as one prepared to enter her. She was writhing, refusing to beg for mercy, bound and gagged. It was with an unholy roar that he impaled the human on his talons.

Noriko watched in fear at the swooping creature. What was it? It looked a tad familar... It couldn't be... Fear washed over her, turning her churning insides to ice. Although she had always dreamed aboutinjuring those who hurt her, the sight of that flying swooping creature tearing the man apart was definitely not what she wanted to see. Her eyes closed, refusing to open as she heard screams of "The Lord save us!" and screams of pain and terror slicing through the night sky. She focused all her senses on Shadow, hearing him whine comfortingly. Andshe felt her furs being pulled up to cover her body. "Noriko..." Her bonds were quickly removed. And she staggered back, refusing to look into his eyes. A vice-like grip grabbed her chin, forcing her to meet the eyes of Vladislaus Dracula. It scared her immensely,HE scared her. His gaze, angry. She backed away like a frightened deer,rushing to Shadow's side and releasing him. Her chin trembled as she facedDracula. Hiseyes weren't so frightening anymore and he held his arms out, beckoning her like he did a few days ago... She fought back a tide of tears and collapsed in his arms, against his chest, feeling safe again, in comfortable territory. And she didn't realise that he had teleported, bringing only her with him and not Shadow as well.

He replayed the scene in his head, where she almost lost her virginity... It will not happen! Nobody else would be her first, except him! She was looking at him out offearful eyes, backing away as he stepped closer. Noriko moved backwards. He was holding her a few minutes ago, but now he had this predatory gait in his step, cornering her. Her heart beat faster as she willed herself to become emotionless, cold, detached. She tripped and fell backwards on his bed, the silky sheets making her movements to crawl back almost futile. He grabbed her across the waist as he removed her furs withswift movements. She struggled, kicked.An arm reached out to grab a bedside lamp. Struggle, struggle almost there, it was only a few centimetres from her reach... But he pulled her away from it. She managed to slide out and run for the door, her hands on the knob as he carried her kicking and flailing body and dumped her back on the bed.

She was kicking and struggling her flailing arm reaching out to grab a lamp. as she managed to get out from under him and ran for the door. He grabbed her again and hypnotized her, her body became limp and he drove within her, rage burning in him. He would be her first. HER FIRST!

When he stopped, he realized that she had already come out from under his hypnosis. She was emotionlessly staring at the ceiling, it was like she had become just a pretty doll, lying there in all her splendour and glory. Was she really still Noriko? Her eyes, wide, unblinking and blank scared him and he was overwhelmed by a sense of shame as he left her.

Am I going to die… it hurts so much… will I die? Was it all a lie then? What happened to the Vlad that I liked…? Sweet, caring, concerned Vladislaus... Was it all a lie… a lie to have his way with me… Nanna, Shadow, how are you… I miss you all…

He stood in the shower, watching the virgin's blood seep down the drain. Even though they were in different rooms, he still could not get the two contrasting pictures out of his mind. The one just a few days ago… The one where she smiled so happily and ventured to give him her first kiss from her to him on his nose, the sweet cherry cheeked blush that made her look so innocent…..To the current picture, the blankness of those dark purple eyes, a lifeless doll. He had never seen her like that before, in fact, her eyes always betrayed her emotions. She scared him. He turned and left the shower, all clean and fresh, but inside, he felt dirty.

She didn't notice it at first, but soon she realized that Vlad was in the room, looking at her and her torn clothes. She felt dirty, oh so dirty, why wouldn't he just let her rot, shrivel up and die alone. Rot. Rot. Rot. Rot. But it wasn't working.

His sweet sweet dryad refused to look him in the eye. He so badly wanted to make up for it, to tell her he was sorry, but it was hard to do so,simply put, he had never apologised before, not sincerely anyway.Her virginal blood stained both the white sheets and her inner thighs. He covered her trembling body with his damp one, the smell of sweat, blood and tears all mingled with her scent.

He was on her again. She couldn't take it anymore… silent sobs could be heard as she fought hard to remain emotionless and detached, but the pain existent in her heart overwhelmed all senses. She could feel pain start shooting up her body as he thrusted and moved inside her sore and raw body.

It was very simple.

Question: Was he still the Vlad she knew?

Answer: Pain

Question: Was it only a lie?

Answer: Pain

Question: Would he stop doing this to her? She was not a toy, even if... even if she loved him...

Answer: Pain

Pain

Pain

Pain

Pain, that was all she knew, the pain, physically, emotionally. The tight clenching of her heart, like someone was using a clamp to squeeze it.

Squeeze. Pain. Squeeze. Pain. Squeeze squeeze. Pain pain.

And she sank into the blissful darkness…

you guys could drop a note telling me how much you hate me. ive never received hate mail before...