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All righty readers! My IFs are pretty pleased with this chapter and I think I am too. I hope I finally figured out how long to make these chapters. *crosses fingers* R&R. Thanks also to the followers (even if you're too shy to review) *smiles*

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Chapter Three

That night Mr. Masters decided he wanted steak again; usually he didn't like having the same thing twice in a row but steak just sounded swell. "Morris make me another steak tonight would you? Medium-rare again, good call me when it's done." A little while later his butler called up to tell him that dinner was ready. Vlad went down to his dining room and sat down and took a bite and almost spit it back out. It tasted like it had been burned but just by looking at it he could tell that it was done to where he usually loved it. He stared at the piece of meat and wondered if some of the poison was still inside him. But it couldn't be, it was cooked almost to the same perfection of what he had this morning and that had tasted nearly ideal. He finished the bite in his mouth with reluctance, and sat there wondering what he should do with the rest of it. "Is there a problem with the steak sir?" his butler asked worried. "No, no. I'm just a little tired tonight from being at Vladco all day. I do believe I'll turn in." He arose from the table and started towards his bedroom trying to convince himself that that's all it was.

He couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tried; finally Vlad crawled out of bed. On pure instinct he looked at the clock, two a.m. and he was still wide awake. He walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror, on a whim he turned into Plasmius and smiled. He jumped his red eyes widening in surprise, his fangs had grown longer. He was pretty used to his fangs by now but the added length shocked him. He stood there for a while until something clicked in the back of his mind; he had had these powers for twenty years now and they had been growing ever since, it made sense that the physical aspect of his ghost form would change too. He shrugged at his own ignorance, morphed and looked at the clock again. It now read two thirty a.m. He sighed and he wasn't any more tired than he had been before. He grabbed a book that was on his dresser, climbed into his bed and started to read. A while later he yawned, it was about time he felt drowsy; he stole a glance at the clock, six thirty, around dawn. He rolled his eyes, turned the lamp that was beside his bed off and turned over underneath his covers.

The next morning Mr. Masters almost shot his butler when Morris called to ask him what he wanted for breakfast. Vlad was usually awake by nine but today he had slept in for about an hour. It didn't matter how late he went to bed he was always up at that time, until today it seemed. He shook his head to clear the fog from it and slipped from the comfort of his blankets. He crossed his floor and opened his curtains and staggered back from the direct sunlight that was now causing him a tremendous headache. He waited until his eyes had grown accustomed to the bright light, he still had a bit of a headache but he was sure it was from lack of sleep; he got dressed and hurried downstairs to breakfast.

It seemed it didn't matter what was served to him every time he took a bite of food he would start gagging and choking on it. Luckily for Vlad his butler was nowhere near whenever he spat it back out. It would've offended Morris and his manservant had ways at retaliating even though technically Vlad was the master. As Mr. Masters went from company to company he pondered as to why this could be, he was hungry for something he just couldn't figure out what. It also didn't help that he kept trying to fall asleep during the meetings. Finally, around noon, he excused himself from the rest of the day's work telling them that he had something important at his castle to attend to. There were definitely some advantages to being the owner of the business. He was paying no attention to where he was going as he walked through his manor, and slammed right into Morris. The elderly man was sent backwards into a vase which crashed to the floor in a shower of shards. One of the shards cut the butler's forearm; fortunately it was only a shallow cut but enough to make it bleed. Vlad stared at the red liquid with wide eyes, his breathing grew heavier, and he felt suddenly very, very thirsty. He took a step towards the man on the ground and knelt down next to his butler his eyes fastened to the injury. In the back of Vlad Master's mind something screamed loud enough to make him remember himself; he would've stumbled backwards in distress at what he had been about to do but instead he kept his outer appearance calm. He extended his hand towards Morris and helped him to his feet "Morris, go clean yourself up while I take care of this mess." Vlad waited until the man was gone; vaporized the fragments and then leaned against the wall his head in his hands and trembled.

He had been going to drink his butler's blood; there was just no denying that fact. He, Vlad Masters or Plasmius had been infected by that thing in the cave; which he could now identify as a vampire. A week ago if he had been asked if there was such a thing he would have laughed in your face and told you to stop reading Dracula, but now…. Then, again twenty years ago if you had asked him if ghosts were real he would have rolled his eyes then too. He laughed bitterly, what was he now? A strange half-ghost with a taste for blood? He sighed, this changed things. Now he would have to go out about every night, just to sustain himself since he could no longer eat regular food. It had bothered him at first his being a vampire but it wouldn't be the first time he had taken stuff from humans. For example his ghost-half had allowed him to become one of the richest men in the planet. The only difference was this time it would be blood instead of money. He would have to do something about his butler though; he didn't want to prey on a man who had served him so loyally these past years. He pinched the bridge of his nose in thought and finally decided to send Morris on an extended vacation. Lord knows that it had been a while since he had gone on one! Mr. Masters headed down to his butler's room and knocked politely on the door. The man inside answered "Yes, sir?"

"Pack your bags Morris. It's time you went on holiday, pick wherever you want and be gone by tomorrow afternoon. You may take any of my private jets. I'll call you when I deem it is over."

"Thank you, sir." The surprised butler said, with that Vlad turned around and started for the stairs.

Good, Morris was gone. Vlad changed into Plasmius, turned intangible and invisible, and headed out into the night in search of food. He selected a random house in town and flew in, phasing through walls in search of someone to drink from. He stopped in front of a man who looked like he was in his early twenties and stared at him. How exactly was he to drink from a human? Was he supposed to bite their neck and suck? That thought disturbed him, while he would partake of blood he wouldn't act as a monster. An idea clicked in his mind and he departed from the house to go back to his mansion. A while later he returned with a needle, tube, a tourniquet, a cup, and alcohol. He poured alcohol onto a cotton ball and rubbed the man's arm with it, then taking the needle and praying that the man wouldn't wake up, he deftly pushed the needle in and took the rubber band thing off. The man jolted a bit and Plasmius watched anxiously until the man settled down again. The hybrid then attached the tube to the needle, dropping a bit of blood on the floor, and put the end of the tube into the cup he brought. He then settled against a chair that was in the room and waited. When the cup was filled he took the needle out and put a bandage on the man's arm. Vlad picked the glass up and gazed at it and then with a sigh he drank it. He choked a bit at the metallic taste but something from deep inside made him drink it all. Licking his lips he looked back at the man's arm, it would be SO easy to drink the man dry. He shook his head hurriedly and gathered his equipment up. He glanced back at the man and after thinking about it left a fifty dollar bill in payment. "For your unknowing service." He whispered and then teleported home.

Vlad didn't understand. He had drunk blood to sustain himself and now he was sicker than a dog. He was staring at the canopy over his bed and trying to puzzle it out. Maybe he had to bite the victim for the blood to take effect? That couldn't be it the blood had entered his body and it shouldn't matter regardless of how he took it. He lay there trying to mull through his hazy thoughts and also trying to resist the urge to sleep when he heard his doorbell ring. He groaned as he heaved himself out of bed, every part of him hurt and he didn't need the thermometer to tell that he had a fever. "Who could it possibly be?" His dizzy mind refused to tell him no matter how hard he tried to remember. He swayed as he stood up but through sheer determination stayed upright. He tried to change form so he could reach the door faster but the rings around his waist just fizzled out. He sighed and staggered towards the entrance of the manor. Vlad managed to catch sight of himself in one of the many mirrors lining a hall, or we should say that he didn't. He stared at his non-reflection, he waved at it hoping he could catch sight of something but nothing happened. "Of course." He thought dejectedly, his musings were interrupted by another ring from the door bell reminding him that he had unwanted visitors and he suddenly remembered his eyes widening. "Snicker doodles! The Fentons!"

Danny Fenton was sullen and ornery as he and his family made their way up to Mr. Masters's grand front door. He had been the whole trip here, and he watched unenthusiastically as his mom rung the door bell. Five minutes later Danny was starting to get edgy, "Where the heck was Vlad?" just as his mom was about to ring again the door opened and a startling sight met Danny's eyes. It was Vlad Masters, but yet it wasn't. The billionaire's once neat ponytail was ragged and looked like it hadn't been cared for in a while. Under the man's eyes were lines and he was sweating profusely. Danny's surprise turned into anger. Was that it? Was Vlad trying to make his mom sympathetic to him? If so it was working. "Good heavens Vlad what has happened to you?" she exclaimed. Vlad smiled sadly "I'm afraid I have fallen under the weather. It might be best if you head on home." Masters replied, hoping against hope that they would take his advice and go.

"But, we've already come all this way just to see you V-man," Jack pouted and then brightened "We'll just have to take care of you until you're better!"

"WHAT!" both Danny and Vlad both exclaimed. Danny vaguely wondered what his dad would think if he shot Vlad with his ectoplasm ray, while Vlad wondered what Jack would do if he bit him on the neck. They both decided against it; Danny for the fact that he wanted to keep his ghost half a secret, and Masters for the idea that it would probably make him sicker although how he wasn't quite sure. The older hybrid tried to protest but Jack just picked up the objecting man and carried him in the house with Maddie and a peeved Danny following. Mr. Fenton set his "friend" on a couch in the greeting room and he and his wife began to search the house for what they needed to "cure" Vlad. This left Danny and Vlad alone, the billionaire watched Danny nervously; the teen was probably expecting some battle, and he just wasn't up to it. "Well Plasmius the parents are gone so quit the act and fight." Act? Masters narrowed his eyes and propped himself up on one elbow "You think this an act Daniel? Well let me put your teenage fears to rest, this is no sham. I am sick and I would be a whole lot happier if you and your family would leave." This took the teen back a bit but he retorted "Really, like I'm going to believe that when your fangs are showing."

"I haven't transformed any part of me you little brat!" then the adolescent's words struck home "You mean my fangs are showing?" Danny couldn't understand what mind game the older hybrid was trying to play "Of course they are cheese head." Vlad ran his tongue over his teeth; sure enough pointed fangs greeted him. "BLAST!" Mr. Masters tried to control his breathing as the implications of this ran through his head. He groaned, he was tired and now he had a paranoid teenager and his family to deal with, Vlad lay back on the couch, closing his eyes. Danny was surprised, he hadn't heard Vlad sound this defeated ever "This really isn't an act is it?"

Vlad laughed bitterly "How I wish it was little badger." Just then Danny's parents walked in, Maddie holding a thermometer "Now Vlad let's see how high of a temperature you have."

"Uh oh" Vlad thought, even if his temperature was normal it would still alarm her not to mention the fact that now he had to find a way to hide his fangs "No no. Really Maddie, Jack just take Danny and go back to Amity Park."

"We can't leave you here all on your own Vladdie." Jack commented.

"Oh yes he could." Danny and Vlad both thought "If he only knew what he had done in the past."

"Vlad, will you do it for me?" Maddie asked when he continued to be stubborn. She knew how he felt for her after he had made it very clear to her in the Rockies. Vlad sighed; of course, he would do anything for her. He nodded in acquiesce and she smiled. Maddie gasped when she took it out "Here it comes" Vlad thought and braced himself for the impact. Instead of saying anything she showed it to Jack who in turned gasped and showed it to Danny who also took an intake of breath. All three stared at him and he suddenly felt embarrassed and annoyed, this was reminding him of memories he'd rather forget. "Do I get to know or are you all going to stand around gaping at me?" Wordlessly Danny handed it to him; Vlad read it and stared at it in shock. It read 105.

Somehow both Vlad and Danny talked the teen's parents out of taking Vlad to the hospital and when Danny had made sure that his parents were asleep later that day he morphed and went to go talk to Vlad. "What happened to you?" he asked when he reached him. Vlad stared up at the ghost teen from the couch where he was currently lying with a cold washcloth on his forehead "Do you really want to know?"

"I have to know. I mean, what if I catch whatever you've got?"

Vlad laughed bitterly "This is not something you just 'catch', Daniel."

"Okay, so you fought something and it made you like this. Let me know in case I ever have to fight it."

"Truthfully Daniel, I don't think you want to know. But if you're going to insist anyways..."

"I am." The boy interrupted.

"As I was saying," the man glared at Danny who just stared back, waiting "It is true that this is the result of one of my battles. I'm surprised your tiny teen mind could figure that out." The younger hybrid's eyes narrowed but Vlad ignored it "I was obtaining an object of infinite value in the ghost zone when its guardian attacked me."

"By obtaining you mean stealing, right?"

Vlad disregarded the boy's comment and continued "It seems that this sentinel was a..." the man stopped here he didn't want Danny to know what exactly he had fought "a monster with very dangerous poison." Danny's eyes grew wide "This is why you are so sick."

"Yes, but it's not yours nor your parents concern so convince your parents to leave me in peace. I can handle this on my own."

"Sure you can." Danny replied sarcastically "You can barely stand up and you've freaked my parents out with your fever. Even if I tried they wouldn't listen to me." Danny looked at Vlad and Vlad returned his stare. The older hybrid sighed and returned his gaze to the ceiling; Danny stared at his arch enemy with concern which surprised the young crossbreed I'm concerned for Vlad? "Vlad, are you okay?"

"No Daniel I am not. So please leave me alone or are you trying to torture me by making me endure your unwanted and unasked for company?"

"HEY! You're the one who invited my family here in the first place!"

"And you do not know HOW much I wish I could go back in time and rescind that invite." Vlad said shutting his eyes. "So unless you care for me that much I suggest you leave."

"I care nothing about you but even though I hate you and your motives, I would hate to see you…"

"Die? Wouldn't that insinuate that you do indeed care?"

"Maybe but that's only because you and me share the same blood basically!" THAT made Plasmius's head pop off his pillow and stare at the boy. "The same blood" he thought to himself that must be it! He had drunk blood from a NORMAL human when he himself was half ghost. In effect he had been poisoning himself by feeding on the wrong type of blood. What he needed was blood from…. from Danny. Well he no longer wanted the boy to leave; now he just had to find a way to make him stay short of tying the boy down and drinking. He looked at the boy and suppressed an urge from deep inside him to lunge at the boy and do just that to partake of the blood flowing through the boy's veins which he could now see with perfect clarity. Instead he said "Daniel, I need you to do something for me." Danny tensed not liking the way his enemy was looking at him "Uh, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"I need you to go find me a cup, a needle, a tube, cotton and alcohol. They should be in my lab."

"And if I don't want to? I'm not your butler you know."

"Then you could very well spend the rest of your summer vacation here with me while your parents are "looking after" me!" the man hissed, his eyes turning red. This made the teen glower at Vlad but he sank through the floor to go grab the objects. The vampire/ghost/human watched him go and wondered what to do next to convince Daniel to give his blood to him. Vlad chuckled; the boy was unlikely to be optimistic about being a food source. He couldn't force the young hybrid to hand over his precious fluid, not in this condition anyways. He would just have to wait until the teen slept, and then he would feast. Danny returned with the wanted items in his arms "Okay I have them cheese-head, what do you want me to do with them?" Vlad gestured towards the table that was next to the couch and the half-ghost set them down. "What do you need them for anyways?"

"It doesn't matter. Go to bed Daniel, I'm feeling rather exhausted from our little conversation." the vampire lied.

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Unless you want to stick around and watch me sleep, but then I'm afraid that it would be you who is a 'fruit loop'." The older hybrid chuckled as Danny scowled and shot away, that was all it had took to make the pest go away, now all he had to do was wait until he was certain Danny was asleep and then he could feast.

It was time. Vlad got to his feet, struggling with the effort of this once simple task. He held one hand to the wall to support himself and wondered how he was going to carry the supplies and keep upright. He went into his kitchen to go grab a bag but had to sit down when his head started to spin. "Blasted blood." Maybe he should've told Daniel that he was a vampire, maybe he would've helped him. He scoffed, "Unlikely" Daniel would sooner stub his toe than help him, especially if he knew he was about to provide Vlad with dinner. He grabbed his sack and carefully made his way back to the couch. He stuffed the instruments into the sack and took another break, cursing his feeble condition. When he felt he was ready he half walked half stumbled to the guest room where Danny was sleeping. He opened the door reflecting that it would be so much easier to just phase through it. Sadly in this state of weakness he couldn't even turn into Plasmius. He sighed quietly and snuck into the boy's room. He closed the door and leaned over the boy in the bed to make sure he was actually asleep. He smiled and took the objects out of the bag and laid them out on the floor. Luckily, the boy was asleep with his right arm stretched out so Vlad wouldn't have to rearrange Danny's body. He sanitized the younger half-ghost's arm and stuck the needle in it, all the while watching the boy to make sure he didn't wake up. Luck was on his side, the boy didn't stir. "For once I'm not annoyed with how deeply teens sleep." Soon the precious liquid was falling into the cup and Vlad had to force himself to be patient. Finally his cup was filled and the billionaire stopped the blood flow from Danny and then turned to his "drink". He picked it up and started to suck greedily. This tasted SO much better than normal human blood, the metallic taste was still there but it seemed to enhance the flavor. Vlad closed his eyes in ecstasy as an instant rush of energy filled his body and he suddenly felt better than he had for a while. He looked down at Danny and smiled "Thanks, little badger."

Hook: Watch carefully folks I might be showing up

Peterandhook:liar, don't listen to him he's just jelous that vlad is getting attention and he isn't. Till next chapter!