Sorry for the delay. Here's the final chapter! Thank you guys for the kind reviews and have a Happy Halloween!

Chapter 4: The End

The numbers were narrowing down more and more. It seemed more beneficial to have the turned countries do his dirty work. The unturned countries seemed less inclined to attack allies than they would attack him. Switzerland shooting him twice was a big indicator of this.

He peered into the window that was Italy's house. Spain had a freshly turned Romano squirming underneath him as the Spaniard kissed his way down his abdomen. Somehow…he knew Spain couldn't be relied upon any further than this.

But it didn't matter. The turned countries now outnumbered the unturned ones. It was only a matter of time before everyone was a vampire.

October 31, 2011

Germany rubbed a hand over his face as he looked at the book in his lap. "We can rule out an alp—those are male vampires that prey upon women only. These vampires don't discriminate based on gender." And they'll take blood from any section of the body, UNLIKE an alp, he added quietly.

"Hmm…" he flipped a couple of pages. "Not a bluatsauger…definitely not a dockele—"

He hissed sharply as pain shot up his arm. He nursed the bandage on his left arm. "Scheiße!"

"Doitsu!" Italy hurried over to his side and held his hurt arm. "Are you okay?"

"It just stings now." Germany shook his head. "It's probably not a good idea to be around me, Italy. I really might turn, even with a bite. Romano called some time ago, didn't he? Does he need help?"

"How should I know?" Italy huffed. "He hung up on me right when I answered! And his phone keeps going to voicemail!"

Germany stiffened. Did something happen to Romano? Was he attacked while he was home alone?

…Hardly. This is EXACTLY the sort of thing Romano would do. He's angry with Italy for choosing to help me instead of him!

Germany shrugged. "He should be fine. But let's check my bite and see if it's becoming infected."

Italy carefully peeled back the gauze to reveal the puncture wounds. His skin was bruised around the teeth marks, but it was scabbing. It didn't look like it was infected. "Okay. It looks like I'm still good for the time being."

"Yay!" Italy cheered, putting it back.

"Your injury does look clean," Hungary said, holding her frying pan in her lap. "But don't worry. We'll get this solved before anything else happens."

"Ja." Germany looked up at her. "Are you okay?"

Hungary smiled. "I've survived worse, Germany."

"Let me see…" Germany flipped another page in the book. He read the page and made a face. "I…don't think these vampires are doppelsaugers."

"South Korea might be," Hungary laughed.

"What's a doppelsauger?" Italy asked obliviously.

Germany flushed and looked away. "UH—"

"Maybe they're lidérc," Hungary said thoughtfully. "When we fled the World Conference building, several of the countries were getting frisky with each other."

"But Aniki bit me," Germany said. "I don't think he would get…frisky with me." Germany shuddered slightly.

"But Roderich was—" Hungary paused and shook her head. "Never mind."

"What about Mr. Austria?" Italy asked.

"But you make a point," Hungary said. "Denmark turned Faroe and Greenland and those are his siblings."

Germany's front door suddenly slammed open, smacking into the wall. "GUYS!"

Germany, Italy, and Hungary quickly jumped up as America rushed into the house. The hyperactive country had something slung over his shoulder. "Dude, I caught one!" he cheered.

"Caught what?" Germany asked.

"A vampire!" America kneeled over to set down the burden on his shoulder. "I caught one! Now we can find out where this came from!"

"That's excellent!" Hungary cheered. "Then we'll be able to find…" she trailed off as she looked at the unconscious vampire in question.

America tied the vampire's hand behind his back and then to a table leg. He looked up at them. "What?"

"America," Germany said. "Isn't that Canada?"

America wiped his hands on his pants as he stood. "Yeah. So?"

"Canada's a vampire?" Hungary asked. "When did that happen?"

America shrugged. "Dunno. While I was researching at my house he suddenly called me. I went to his house and he tried to bite me. I whacked him on the head and he's been unconscious ever since."

"W-Wait a minute," Germany said. "He's was just turned, right? Then how does he have all the answers?"

"There's only one way to find out!" America declared. He shook Canada by his shoulder. "Oi, Mattie! Wake up!"

"Maybe the vampires have all the answers when they turn?" Italy wondered out loud.

Hungary sighed. "Well, Canada's the only one we've been able to catch so far. If he can tell us what's going on, then we'll be able to set everything right again."

"Maaaaaattie!" America shook the unconscious Canada harder. "I know you're awake, so open your eyes!"

"Just…how did you knock him unconscious?" Germany asked warily.

"I whacked him over the head with the butt of my gun a few times. But he'll be okay; he's a vampire!" America shook Canada so hard that his head flopped around on his shoulders. "Come on, wake up!"

"Hopefully you didn't accidentally kill him with that blow," Germany sighed.

"He's a vampire!" America said, as if that explained everything.

Canada finally groaned in pain, and his eyes fluttered open. His bright blue eyes blazed red, and he hissed in shock when he took in his surroundings. "W-What—" he tugged on his hands, but they refused to move from the binds behind his back. "What is this?"

"We're asking the questions now, Canada," America said sternly. "And you'd better answer them honestly."

"Uhhhhh…" Canada looked at the four countries standing over him warily. "Hi?"

"Where do the vampires come from, Canada?" Germany asked.

Canada blinked and shook his head. "I don't know."

"What's their weakness?" Hungary asked. "How do we turn everybody back to normal without hurting them?"

"I don't know."

"Mattie!" America snapped, punching the floor. "Don't make me water-board you! Stop covering for the vampires and TELL US how to stop them!"

"I-I honest don't know," Canada said, scooting away from America as much as he could.

"Do you crave blood right now?" Germany asked, giving America a dirty look.

Canada seemed to think about it for a minute. "Y…Yes."

"Do you want to be like this forever?" America asked. "Don't you want some pancakes, or something?"

"Of course I want pancakes. I wouldn't…" Canada trailed off slowly. His face suddenly twisted up in pain. "No. I don't desire pancakes at all! Just thinking about them makes me physically ill!"

"So the vampirism destroys all desire for human food," German said. "But this is surprising. The vampires we encountered are evil, but it looks like Canada still has his personality."

"Maybe it was the whacks on the head America gave him?" Hungary wondered.

"How can we stop the vampires?" Italy asked. "What rule do we have to follow?"

"W-Why do you guys think I have all the answers?" Canada demanded.

Germany sighed heavily. "I guess these type of vampires aren't bestowed with all knowledge when they change…"

"Where do you come from?" America demanded again, not even hearing what Germany said.

"I don't know!" Canada wailed in frustration. "I just became a vampire! One minute I'm going home to figure out how to stop these guys, the next thing I know I wake up with a sore butt and I'm a vampire!"

Germany frowned. "What does a sore butt have to do with being a vampire?"

Canada's pale face turned bright red. "Uh…um…" he ducked his head.

"Hmm." America tilted his head so he could see Canada's face. "Hey Mattie."

"W…What?"

"Does Prussia's blood taste like beer and cereal too?"

Canada's head shot up. "H-How did you—" he shook his head. "I-I mean, I don't know what you're talking about!"

"A-Aniki?" Germany sputtered. "Aniki turned Canada?"

"…Now I'm faintly horrified," Hungary said.

"Hey."

Everyone jumped and turned. Prussia was hissing from the doorway, crouched as if ready to pounce. "That's not nice of you to tie Mattie up, West!"

"Fattyú!" Hungary shouted, lunging at Prussia.

Germany looked astonished as Hungary proceeded to kick Prussia's ass. "D-Did…did Aniki molest Canada?"

America shrugged. "I don't think it's molesting if the recipient wants it. Right, Canada?"

"Right," Canada responded before he flushed again. "I-I-I-I mean, I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Let's ask him where the vampires come from!" Hungary huffed, dragging Prussia's bruised and bleeding body into the center of the room.

Being careful, Germany knelt beside his brother. "Aniki, am I going to turn from this bite alone? Or do I need to drink vampire blood for a full-conversion?"

"I dun know," Prussia groaned. His face was a bloody, black and purple mess. His cheeks had swollen to the size of cantaloupes and he couldn't talk properly.

"Where do the vampires come from?" Germany demanded.

"I dun know! I'm dot the first, West!"

"W-Who made you, Prussia?" Italy asked hopefully. "Which country changed you?"

"I don't think that'll be helpful," America said.

"I dun know!" Prussia whined. "I opened dat front door and I dee a corpse!"

Germany started slightly, and looked at Hungary. "…A corpse?"

"Ja! He was dressed weird and attacked de! I fought him but he beat de!"

"Wait a minute," Hungary said slowly, looking at everyone. "When Austria and I fled to Switzerland's house, there was corpse wandering around on his property. I-I mean, it's only countries that have turned, right? But this…thing wasn't a country and it was most certainly a vampire!"

"H-Has anyone seen this thing since then?" Germany asked.

"I could ask Nii-san," Italy said. He dialed on his cell phone and made a face. "He's still ignoring me!"

"…Can you guys let me go now?" Canada asked quietly.

Everyone's cell phones suddenly buzzed, including Prussia's and Canada's. "It must be another mass-text," America said, checking his phone.

Sealand (Mobile)

"Everyone, get to Romania immediately! We need to meet up with real vampires in order to stop these vampires!"

Hungary made a face as she read the text. "Romania? I'm not going near those accursed siblings!"

"They might be able to he—" Germany began.

"They AREN'T vampires!" Hungary said hotly.

"But won't the vampires go to Romania now?" Italy asked fearfully.

"It's worth a shot!" America said, standing up. "And we have a major break about this corpse who's also a vampire! You see, I can figure out anything!"

"…You didn't do anything," Germany said.

Prussia wiggled across the floor towards his brother. "Can I dave a little blood, West? Just a little—"

Hungary smashed her frying pan on top of his head, knocking him unconscious. "Then…let's get there quickly before the other vampires show up!"

Netherlands hated that he was given this task. But it was just how things went, he supposed.

He knocked sharply on the library door. "Spain!" he called out sharply. He received no answer, so he knocked harder. "Spain! Did you get the mass-text? Everyone's going to Romania's house!"

He still didn't receive an answer, but he heard shuffling on the other side of the door. Quickly growing irritated, Netherlands pounded harder. "Spain, I know you can hear me! We have to get going NOW!"

Netherlands still didn't receive an answer. Cursing under his breath, he shoved open the door. "Spa—WAUGH!"

Spain was currently…engaged with Romano on the library's couch. Netherlands didn't dare to wait and see if they saw him and slammed the door shut. "STRONT!" he scrubbed both hands over his face and seethed in disgust. "I thinking I'm going blind!"

"What's the matter?" Belgium wandered over to him.

Netherlands shook his head and stormed passed her. "You go and get them!"

"Hmm?" Belgium watched her brother storm down the hall. She slowly cracked the library door opened and peeked inside. After a moment she giggled and closed it. "If Hungary were here, she'd take pictures…"

He read Denmark's phone again. So the remaining unturned countries were fleeing to Romania to try and figure out how to stop all of them.

He closed the cell phone and sighed irritably. As amusing as it was to send out vampiric countries to turn the others, it was starting to become bothersome. He was willing to put up with Spain focusing only on turning Romano just to seduce him.

But…he kept finding other vampires doing the same thing. The three-way he caught France having with South Korea and Portugal had been disturbing to say the least.

A loud bout of yelling came from the bedroom upstairs. DENMARK certainly hadn't quit, either.

He sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. There was no way about it. If the other countries were more intent on having sex with each other than finishing up with turning other countries, then he would have no choice but to handle the rest of them himself.

Transylvania only looked mildly surprised by the massive group of countries standing on his porch. "…Hello," he said slowly.

"Can we come in?" Hungary asked sharply. Without waiting for an answer she brushed past Transylvania and stormed into the house. "This is seriously getting out of control!"

"Hi guys!" Sealand called out, waving to the other countries as they came in. He sat in the living room with Moldova and Wallachia, along with Åland, Turkey, Georgia, Azerbaijan, England, Wales, Scotland, and a host of other countries who remained unchanged.

America walked into the room and yelped, pulling out his gun. "W-W-What's Greece doing in here?"

"He's harmless," Japan said. "He's not taken anyone's blood."

Greece shrugged as he snuggled a kitten to his chest. "I…just don't feel like it."

Wallachia smirked and slowly stood up. "Elisabetha. It's been a long time since you've been an uninvited guest in my house!"

"Can it!" Hungary snapped, glaring at her. "We might be the last of the countries that haven't turned vampire!"

"So that's what's been going on?" Moldova said thoughtfully. "I knew something weird was up, but I thought it was because of Halloween!"

"Oh shit, it IS Halloween!" America wailed. "I won't be able to go Trick-or-Treating!"

"Never mind Trick-or-Treating!" England snapped. "We have to figure out how to stop the vampires before all of us are turned!"

Transylvania looked around the room. "…So all of you came to us, then?"

"You guys are bona-fide vampires, right?" Sealand asked, standing up. "Would you be able to tell us how to stop these new vampires?"

"But I thought none of you believed in such nonsense," Wallachia said snidely.

"We have no other option, aru!" China pleaded. "Can you please help us?"

"Excuse me." Germany held his arm out to Wallachia. "I was bit by one of the vampires. Am I going to turn?"

"What does the bite look like?" Transylvania asked, coming over to Germany.

"More importantly, when were you bitten?" Wallachia asked, carefully removing the gauze.

"Yesterday," Germany said.

The siblings examined his bite very carefully. "It's not infected," Wallachia said. "Generally a severe infection would imply a change with a bite."

Germany sighed in relief. "That's good to know…"

"But we have to know what kind of vampire did this to you," Transylvania said. "Because infection or not, you might still be at risk of changing."

"Oh, no!" Italy cried out, pressing his hands to his cheeks.

"We don't know what kind of vampire did this," Hungary said harshly. "That's why we all came here in the first place!"

Wallachia grinned evilly at Hungary. "You are acknowledging my vampirism once and for all, Elisabetha? How very kind of you!"

"I'm not acknowledging anything!" Hungary shot back. "But I want this insanity to end once and for all!"

"What are the vampires like?" Transylvania asked.

"Their personalities get warped and they become evil," England said. "Well…except Russia. He turned good."

"Their eyes turn red, and their pupils slit like a cat's," Sealand added. "And they're repelled by Christian symbols, like crosses."

"They can go out into sunlight," Japan said. "But they can't enter a home uninvited. We don't know how to kill them."

"Who was the first vampire turned?" Moldova asked, standing up. "Which country was it? Once we know who it was, then we can narrow the field down to that country's rules."

"It was either Denmark or Norway," Iceland said. "We haven't gotten a concise answer from Norway's troll about it…"

"It's a draugr," Transylvania said bluntly.

Iceland blinked. "B-But I just said we don't know—"

"If it originated in Scandinavia, then the vampire is a draugr. That legend exists in every Scandinavian country."

"Det var Norge," the green troll reported, materializing into the room.

"Why didn't you just say so?" Iceland demanded.

"But Bocchan said draugrs are reanimated corpses, like a zombie," Turkey said. "These are vampires, not zombies."

"Draugrs are brought back to life via magic," Wallachia said. "Generally they would be zombies, but they can be conditioned to only take in certain foods. It depends on what the original vampire had contact with. If it was blood, then it would crave only blood and be vampire."

"That means," Transylvania said, looking at Germany. "You're still at risk from turning."

"W-What?" Italy cried out, rushing to Germany's side.

"What we're dealing with is a zombie-vampire," Transylvania said. "Which means a bite would suffice to cause a conversion."

"That would explain why I still changed after Cyprus bit me," Greece said thoughtfully.

"Why didn't you just SAY SO?" Turkey demanded.

Greece shrugged. "You didn't ask."

"So it IS zombies!" America cheered.

"WHY do you sound happy?" England demanded.

"So the vampires are zombies as well," Japan said. "Then how do we stop them?"

"This is all the work of magic," Moldova said. "Destroying the root of the spell will negate the spell and make everything normal again."

"…Meaning?" Hong Kong asked.

"You kill the original vampire," Wallachia said. "The one who started this whole mess. Once you kill the original vampire, all the other vampires will turn back to normal."

"How the hell do we know what the original vampire is?" America asked.

"Wait," Germany said, trying to ignore Italy, who was crying against his chest. "Aniki said he was turned by a corpse and not a country."

"Igen!" Hungary cried out, pointing. "At Switzerland's house we saw a corpse! Its skin was gray and he wore withered, dated clothing!"

"That must be the original vampire," Wallachia said. "Norway may have summoned him accidentally and was the vampire's first victim. So, you guys just need to find the draugr and stake it, and that'll set everything right."

"A-A stake to the heart will really stop it?" Germany asked.

"Shooting it didn't do anything," Hungary said.

"Staking it will stop it," Transylvania agreed. "It's just a matter of finding this draugr. He seems to have left all of the dirty work up to the countries he's turned."

"So he might be in hiding," England sighed. "We just have to lure him out!"

Germany nursed his arm as he looked at the other countries. "I'll be the bait."

"Doitsu!" Italy cried out, tugging on his arm. "Don't do it!"

Germany shrugged stiffly. "I'm going to turn regardless, right? I've already been bitten, so he'll probably be drawn to me. I'll put myself up as bait and then we can trap him."

"Doitsu…" Italy sniffled mournfully.

"Hey." Germany patted him on the head and forced a smile. "I'm going to be okay. We just have to kill this vampire quickly, and then I won't turn at all!"

"O-kay!" America cheered, clapping his hands together. "Germany will be the bait, and once the zombie-vampire comes out I'll unleashed a nuke—"

"You're NOT dropping a warhead in my borders!" Transylvania snapped dangerously.

America's shoulders drooped in disappointment. "Okay…"

"You have a bag full of stakes, right?" England asked, digging through America's bag. "We can use one or all of these!"

"I sent out a mass-text to come here," Sealand said. "So maybe the vampires will all come here? Including the draugr?"

"Oh great," Moldova groaned, rubbing a hand over his face.

"But it's not like the vampires can do anything to us," Wallachia reminded him playfully.

"Let's just end this insanity!" Hungary fumed. "Before all of us get turned!"

"Woooow!" America gushed, clutching his hands to his chest as they looked up at the white castle before them. "This is the real-life Castlevania!"

"…Nu," Transylvania said coldly. "This is Bran's castle. But most people know it as Dracula's Castle."

"It looks much cozier than I thought it would look," Japan said.

"So Germany's going to sit here," America said, indicating a patch of grass. "And call a few cell phones to see if any of the vampires are with the original one."

"And if he's able to get the original vampire here," England said. "Then we can—Turkey, WHAT are you doing?"

Turkey was standing over a sleeping Greece, stake poised and ready to strike. He looked at the other countries innocently. "Ne?"

"Oji-san, we have to stake the original vampire, not the vampire countries!" Iceland insisted.

Turkey scoffed, but moved away from Greece. "All right…"

"I'm going to try calling Norway first, since he was the first turned," Germany said. Using Iceland's message book he dialed the number.

It immediately went to voicemail. "It's Norway. Leave a message and I'll call you back…if I care…"

Germany hung up and dialed again. "Denmark, next…"

"He was second, right?" Sealand asked.

"Shh!" England scolded him.

The phone rang for three times before it picked up. "Hallo?"

"Ja, Denmark?" Germany asked, but his brow knitted in confusion. This didn't sound like Denmark at all! He shrugged his shoulders in confusion at the other countries to indicate he didn't recognize this voice.

"…Ja. Jeg er Danmark," the stranger said. "Hvem er dette?"

Germany pressed speakerphone on his phone. "H-Hello? Denmark?" he asked. "I-It sounds like you're speaking Norwegian!"

"Jeg er Danmark," the stranger repeated himself.

"Norwegian," Iceland hissed into Germany's ear.

"Hva var det?"

"It's Germany!" Germany sputtered. "You're fluent in German, ja? I have a problem and I need help!"

"…Hva er galt?" the stranger made no attempts to speak anything but Norwegian.

Iceland quickly wrote a note to Germany. 'He's asking what's wrong.'

"Aniki has gone crazy," Germany said. "He bit me right on the arm and I'm all alone and I need help!"

"Du ble bitt?" the stranger sounded excited now.

"Ja!" Germany said eagerly to Iceland's translation. "And I'm all alone! Can you…rescue me?" his pride took a blow speaking so pleadingly.

"Hvor er du?"

"Dracula's Castle in Transylvania," Germany said.

There was silence on the other end for a long moment before the stranger said, "…Jeg skal være der i tjue minutter." Then the line disconnected.

Germany looked at his phone. "Eh?"

"Twenty minutes," Iceland said, shaking his head. "He's coming in twenty minutes!"

"Bloody hell, but we haven't set up any traps!" England exclaimed.

"…Maybe you should've done that before calling him?" Wallachia offered.

"Okay, okay, okay," America said. "Why don't we do this? We're surrounded by trees! So why don't we all hide up in the trees with stakes and tackle him when he arrives?"

"That's a good idea," Japan said. "Ah, do all of us hide in the trees or just some of us?"

"Uhh…" England floundered for a moment. "China, America, Turkey, Iceland, and the Romanian siblings will hide in the trees. Hungary, take the rest of them into Dracula's Castle! You'll be our second line of defense!"

"Got it!" Hungary cheered, waving her frying pan.

"But I want to fight the vampire!" Sealand whined.

"Just do as I say! Go and protect Åland, or something!"

"Jag saknar Mamma," Åland asked mournfully.

"…want to fight too," Sealand grumbled, but he grabbed a stake for himself.

Italy gave Germany a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. "We'll stop this vampire, Germany! Then you won't have to worry about changing!"

Germany forced a smile. "Danke."

The remaining countries took off running for Dracula's Castle, while Sealand dragged his feet. The Romanian siblings looked a bit uncomfortable handling the stakes, but they armed themselves. "Let's get into position," Transylvania. "When the draugr shows up, we'll all jump on it and stake the hell out of it!"

"All right!" America cheered, waving two stakes. "We get to kill a vampire!"

"Hurry up and get up into a tree, git!" England barked.

Germany slowly sat on the grass, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. Around him, the other countries quickly climbed trees and hid themselves from view. Hopefully the vampire would suspect nothing.

Please let there not be a vampire-army coming at us! he pleaded.

They waited in silence, the rustling of the trees being the only sound they heard. Twenty minutes later, they all heard footsteps breaking through the grass. Germany slowly stood up. He wasn't armed because he was the bait, so he wouldn't need to rely on his physical strength to subdue the vampire if he had to.

"He's coming, aru," China breathed. His hand tightened around the stake.

Germany unclenched his hands as a stranger came into view. His skin was gray and it looked translucent. He was shambling like a zombie, but he didn't look rotted. His clothes were rotted, though. The only bit of color in this person was his eyes, which blazed bright red.

From the trees, Iceland sucked in a sharp breath. He grabbed Turkey by his arm. "Oji-san."

"What's wrong?" Turkey asked.

"That vampire is a Viking."

Turkey blinked. "…What?"

Iceland glanced at him. "I can tell by his clothes. Since the vampirism started in Norway, then this guy must definitely be the original vampire."

"Hmmm." Turkey turned his head towards the other countries. "Guys!" he hissed. "That vampire's a Viking!"

"Shh!" England snapped.

"A Viking-draugr," Transylvania said. "If this is the case, he's going to be hard to kill."

"Holy shit, I get to fight a VIKING!" America cheered quietly. "Can you guys summon a vampire or zombie-Spartan next time, too?"

"SHH!" everyone hissed.

The Viking-draugr came to a slow-stop in front of Germany. "Hei, Tyskland. Vis meg din bite."

Germany carefully took a step back. "Denmark's not with you?"

The Viking-draugr narrowed his eyes. "Du har allerede visste at jeg ikke var Danmark. Nå viser meg bite."

Germany felt the hidden compulsion in his words, and his fingers reached for his gauze. He yanked his hand down. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice a little shaky. "Why have you turned the others into vampires?"

The Viking-draugr slowly shrugged. "Jeg ble vekket og jeg smakte blod. Nå har jeg bare lyst på blod. Da jeg tok Norge blod innså jeg at jeg kunne forandre verden bare ved å endre land. Det er alt, egentlig."

"What the hell is he saying?" Turkey whispered to Iceland.

"He tasted blood when he was revived and that's why he's a vampire," Iceland hissed back. "He's changing countries because he believes he can change the entire world faster that way."

"Hmm." Turkey turned back to the scene. "I can imagine it's pretty crazy in the turned countries right now."

Kom til meg." The Viking-draugr gestured to Germany. "Når jeg slår deg, Tyskland, deretter hele Tyskland vil være vampyr."

Germany felt his legs twitch and he nearly moved forward. He quickly shook his head. "You must stop this! What you're doing could destroy the world!"

"Hva bryr jeg hva som skjer med verden?" the Viking-draugr asked bluntly. "Jeg er allerede død."

"He doesn't care what happens to the world," Iceland hissed. "Because he's already dead!"

"That BASTARD!" America shouted.

The Viking-draugr quickly looked up. "Eh?"

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

"America!" England hissed.

Too late. America launched out of the trees, stake raised high. "Eat wood, you BLOODSUCKER!"

The Viking-draugr calmly side-stepped, leaving America to land roughly on the ground. Then he pounced on America.

"HEY!" Germany shouted, jumping on the Viking-draugr.

England cursed profusely as the rest of them jumped out of the trees to save America and Germany. Except Wallachia, who was laughing. "Now it's more interesting!"

The Viking-draugr proved to be as strong as Transylvania expected. The countries dog-piled on the draugr, each of them trying to stake him without getting bit. China managed to drive a stake through the Viking-draugr's shoulder, but the draugr kept throwing them all off. He was specifically targeting Germany, because of his previous bite. Snapping his teeth, he tried to latch onto the blonde-haired country.

"Bil med bror! Gi meg blod!"

America slammed his stake into the small of the Viking-draugr's back "GOT YOU!"

"America, aim for his HEART!" England snapped as the Viking-draugr screamed in pain.

"Oops!" America laughed, wiping at his brow. "Wow, this is the greatest Halloween ever!"

"HOW?" Turkey demanded.

"Blod…" The Viking-draugr cradled his grave injuries as China poised over him to stake him. He suddenly lifted his head, his eyes blazing in anger. "JEG FǺR BLOD!"

He suddenly took off, knocking down Iceland and England, and jumped high into the air.

Towards Dracula's Castle.

"SHIT!" England shouted. "Everyone else is inside!"

"The final vampire battle will be inside Dracula's Castle on HALLOWEEN?" America gushed. He began giggling uncontrollably. "This is TOTALLY AWESOME!"

"…Your priorities seem a bit askew," Moldova pointed out.

"Hey."

The other countries turned. A vampire Netherlands was advancing on them, Belgium and Luxembourg close behind as well as some other countries. "We're here to stop you," he hissed.

Wallachia craned her neck. "Huh. I was expecting more of you."

Netherlands shrugged. "Most of the vampires are at France's house taking part in an orgy—"

"SHÉNME?" China screamed, clutching his hands to his face. "Even TAIWAN, ARU?"

"Brother…" Taiwan slowly slithered up to China from his left. "I'm hungry, Brother…"

China saw her and nearly fell over in relief. "Aiya…that scared me for a min—WAH!" Taiwan abruptly tackled him.

"Well, the trap fell through," Transylvania observed blandly as the vampire advanced upon them.

"Yuánliàng wǒ!" China hissed, kicking Taiwan away. "Forget these guys! Let's get to the castle and stop the main one, aru!"

"YEAH!" America cheered.

Tourists were quietly milling around Dracula's Castle, taking in the artwork and the architecture.

Sealand tapped his foot impatiently. "Are they done yet?"

"I haven't heard anything," Hungary said, still holding her frying pan. "But I haven't seen any other vampires, either."

"This is getting boring," Wales complained.

There was a sudden uproar of screaming. Tourists suddenly began running all over the place. The countries stood up and Hungary rushed to the front of the group. "He's here!" she shouted.

The Viking-draugr abruptly stormed into the room. It was wounded, but it was also angry. "GI MEG BLOD!"

Åland screamed and immediately began crying, grabbing for Sealand. Italy yelped and waved a white flag. "N-No! Don't change me!"

"That's the vampire?" Sealand exclaimed.

"Well…it does look like a corpse," Scotland said.

Hungary threw herself at the Viking-draugr, but it swatted her away like a fly. As she slammed into a nearby wall, he grabbed her by her throat.

"K-Kami-sama!" Japan sputtered. "What should we do?"

"This looks…bad," Greece said slowly.

"No shit!" Georgia snapped.

"HOLD IT!"

Before the Viking-draugr could bite Hungary, the other countries ran into the room. They were immediately followed by the other vampire-countries.

The reaction in the tourists varied between screaming and running, and transfixed horror as the turned and unturned countries fought each other furiously.

"Don't wreck the paintings!" Transylvania had time to shout, as America and the Netherlands slammed into the wall beside a painting.

"…This looks like a barroom brawl," Greece said, observing the chaos from a corner.

"Help us, you idiot!" Netherlands snapped at him.

"Åh, min Gud!" Åland wailed, hanging onto Sealand's sleeve. "Vad ska vi göra? Jag vill Mamma!"

"Åland, let me go! I'm trying to think of something!" Sealand floundered for a moment before his face lit up. "I got it!"

"Bloody—!" England had Belgium in a headlock. "This is getting us nowhere! We have to stop that cadaver!"

"Evet!" Turkey shouted. Then he promptly kicked Greece in the face.

"…Why did you do that?" Japan asked slowly.

"It's necessary!" Turkey insisted, and then rushed off to pull Luxembourg off Azerbaijan.

"Scheiße!" Germany cried out. He clutched at his arm and slammed back into the wall. "Ugh…I feel sick!"

"Doitsu!" Italy rushed to his side. "Please hang in there!"

"Italy, I'm probably changing!" Germany tried to shove him away. "Get away before I turn, or I might attack you!"

"I'm not leaving your side!" Italy said firmly, hanging onto his uninjured arm. "I'll stay with you even if it means I get turned too!"

"Well, someone changed their tune," Hong Kong observed.

Germany looked a little more flattered though. "Italy…"

"Du vil ALLE snu!" the Viking-draugr shouted. He punched England in the face and roughly shoved him away. "Ingen av dere stå en sjanse mot vampyrer! Du setter pris på dem for mye! Jeg vil triumfere fordi ingen av dere er sterke—"

The Viking-draugr suddenly stiffened. He let out a lurching noise and jerked his body back.

Everyone gaped as blood burst out of his chest and sprayed all over the floor. He convulsed violently as something protruded through his chest, where his heart was, from his back. After a couple of seconds he stilled, and fell forward and face-down upon the floor.

Standing behind the draugr, panting heavily, was Sealand. He then cheered and punched the air. "I AM THE FEARLESS VAMPIRE KILLER!"

"S-Sealand!" America sputtered, standing up. "You did it! How?"

Sealand shrugged triumphantly. "He was distracted, so I snuck up behind him!"

Netherlands's eyes suddenly cleared; the red fading back to green, before he collapsed onto the floor. All around them, the other vampire-countries collapsed as well.

"It looks like they're coming back," England breathed slowly.

"Hopefully it's the same for everyone else," Japan said.

Canada openly his eyes slowly and blinked with delirium. "Wha…" he looked down at himself. "Why am I tied up?"

A heavily bruised Prussia sat up beside him, looking down at the floor. "Why are five of my teeth on the floor?"

Norway looked at a naked Denmark sprawled beside him in bed, fast asleep. He looked down at himself and saw that he was also naked. And his body was incredibly sore. He pressed a hand to his face and groaned. "W-What the hell did I drink last night?"

His cell phone rang and he snatched it up. "Ja?" he snapped irritably.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, NORWAY!" someone shouted on the other line. "WE'LL NEVER LET YOU IN THE EUROPEAN UNION NOW!"

The person hung up the phone and Norway stared at it in confusion. "…Hva?"

"…Su-san?"

"Hmm?" Sweden lifted his head and looked at Finland. "What is it?"

"Ah…" Finland laughed nervously. "I can't remember anything until this moment. Can you?"

Sweden thought about it for a moment before shaking his head. "…It looks like we were having sex."

"K-Kyllä, it appears that way…" Finland looked at their surroundings. "Where are we?"

Sweden looked as well. "…This looks like Denmark's house."

France helped himself to some wine, chuckling as he eyed the numerous countries naked and unconscious in his bed. "It looks like many fantasies came true for me!" he drank some wine and sighed sadly. "Mon dieu…I cannot remember a thing!"

Austria looked down at himself in confusion. "…Why am I naked? And alone?" he looked up at the sign above him and hissed sharply. "And why am I in Fucking?"

"A-Ah…" Lithuania sat up. He saw Poland curled up at his left side. Naked. "F-Feliks?" he took in his surroundings in confusion. "Wha—AH!"

Estonia and Latvia were on his right side, also naked. He was lying in a large bed, and various other countries, like South Korea, were in said bed. All of them naked. "W-W-W-W-What—" he pressed a hand to his forehead in confusion. "What IS this?"

"The aftermath of a fun night, it would appear!" a clothed France cheered from the other side of the room, raising a wine glass to Lithuania.

Lithuania only gaped back at him in horror.

"Nii-san!" Liechtenstein cheered, waving her cell phone. "Sealand just texted me! They stopped the vampires!"

Switzerland looked up briefly from his newspaper. "That's nice." He went back to reading it.

Russia laughed as he rubbed at his head. "I feel quite strange!"

"I feel sick," Armenia complained, hugging his stomach.

"Bozhe miy̆…" Ukraine slowly sat up, ruffling her own hair. "What on Earth happened? I can't remember anything!"

Russia shrugged. "I have a lingering feeling of happiness. I must have caused a lot of suffering, da!"

"Big Brother." Russia stiffened violently as Belarus pressed up against him. "I taste your blood in my mouth."

"Y-You can tell blood flavors apart then?" Armenia asked, his voice full of disgust.

Russia's face twisted up in pain. "How can I be happy if you drank my blood?"

"We shared with each other." Belarus pressed closer. "We need to share more."

Russia suddenly more miserable than he ever felt.

Greenland gagged softly. "My mouth tastes like a bag of pennies…"

Faroe sat up on the floor. "W-Where are we? The last thing I remember is walking in on Denmark and Norway…"

Greenland shrugged. "This looks like Norway's house."

"C-CHE CAZZO?"

Spain blinked as he saw Romano beneath him. They were lying on a couch. He quickly noticed that both of them were naked. And they seemed to be…

"W-What is this?" Romano hollered. He shoved up on Spain's shoulders. "Get off me, you fucking pervert!"

Spain laughed lightly. "It looks like we're quite engaged, mi tomate!"

Romano shook his head furiously and glared up at him. "I can't remember ANYTHING before this exact moment! Did you give me a roofie, or something?"

Spain slowly looked up as he thought about it. "Ah…Lovino, I remember nothing as well. I was making dinner at home, and…" he took in his surroundings. "Ah, now I'm at your house!"

Romano blinked. "Wait, what? You don't remember anything, either?" he pressed a hand to his head. "I remember reading or something—and Veneziano pissed me off! But nothing else!"

Spain laughed again. "It doesn't appear we were drugged, because we are quite excited at the moment!"

"SHUT UP!" Romano hit him on the head. "Just hurry up and—" he was caught off by a sudden movement Spain made, and he sucked in a sharp breath. "W-Wait…"

"Romano…" Spain nuzzled his neck with his nose and mouth. "No matter the circumstances, we seem to have placed ourselves in a most uncomfortable position. So before we try to figure things out, why don't we take care of this first?"

Romano let out a torrent of swear words, but he knew Spain was right. His brain felt foggy, and not just because of this sudden amnesia. "Just hurry up and get it over with!"

Spain laughed again, but it sounded husky and sensual. "I would think you would know me better than that, Lovino…"

"YOU'RE THE BEST! AROUND! NUTHIN'S GONNA EVER KEEP YOU DOWN! YOU'RE THE BEST! AROUND!"

Sealand danced around the room with Åland, singing at the tops of his lungs. England was kneeling beside Netherlands, poking him in the head. "Hey. Are you okay?"

"This place is AWESOME!" America hollered, raiding the nearest gift shop.

"My bite is gone," Germany said, looking at his now smooth arm.

"Yay!" Italy cheered, hugging him tightly.

"—Igen, we stopped them!" Hungary said into her cell phone. She was talking to Austria. "Ah—wait, what are you doing in Fucking?"

"Anoo, what are we going to do about him?" Japan asked, motioning to the dead Viking-draugr on the floor.

"We'll take care of it," Transylvania said. Moldova and him knelt on either side of the corpse and prepared to lift it. "We have to burn him to ashes so he'll never arise again."

"Good idea, aru," China said. Hong Kong and him were checking on Taiwan.

"Thanks for all the help," Iceland said slowly. "My brother might have caused this, but I'm glad it's over with."

"It's no problem," Wallachia said, winking. The Romanian siblings then departed, carting off the Viking-draugr with them.

"We persevered again, Bocchan!" Turkey shouted, hugging Iceland from behind.

"Lillebror," the green troll teased, materializing into the room. "Hvordan føles det å bli omfavnet av elskeren din igjen?"

Iceland flushed with embarrassment and anger. "Thanks for NOT helping us in that fight! Go check on Norway! You owe him after not saving him from this thing!"

"Ja, ja." Then the troll was gone.

"Ughhh…" Netherlands was finally waking up. He groaned as he slowly sat up. His green eyes remained as he looked around the room. "Wat?"

"Are you okay?" England asked. "Are you still a vampire?"

Netherlands's brow furrowed. "What kind of idiotic joke is that?" he looked around himself once more. "Where am I?"

"Dracula's Castle," Hong Kong said.

"And why am I here?"

Japan blinked. "Don't you remember anything?"

Netherlands almost spoke. Then he looked confused. "…Niet."

"Mmm…" Belgium sat up and nudged Luxembourg. "Wake up. We…" she looked up at everyone. "Wait a minute, what's going on?"

"Ah…" Taiwan was holding her head as she woke up. "I feel so dizzy…"

"…Why am I bleeding?" Greece asked, nursing his bruised nose.

"Do none of you guys remember anything that happened?" America demanded. "You guys all got turned into vampires!"

"And I saved the day!" Sealand cheered.

"That's ridiculous," Netherlands said harshly. "How can countries be turned into vampires?"

"I don't want to think about it," Taiwan complained. "I just want to go home…"

"Roderich doesn't remember anything, either," Hungary said, hanging up the phone.

"There's a possibility that none of the turned countries remember being vampires," Germany said.

"Then…" England gestured with both hands. "Then let's leave it alone."

"What?" America asked.

"W-WHAT?" Sealand cried out.

"If they can't remember, then there's no use dwelling on it. I'm sure most of them were turned under terrible circumstances." England quickly nodded his head. "This was all some Halloween prank, okay? It didn't happen."

"NO!" Sealand shouted, punching the wall. "You are not doing this again! I'm not about to let my world-saving be passed over a SECOND TIME! It did happen! We all saw it!"

"I agree with England, aru," China said, looking at Taiwan. "I'd rather believe this was just a joke than reality."

"…You guys are acting weird," Belgium said quietly.

Sealand gaped as the other countries agreed with England. "No! NO! This isn't happening! I went through that hell! I'm not denying it like you poofs!"

"Look at the time!" America shouted, checking his watch. "It's about time to go Trick-or-Treating! I have to get going!"

"Wait a minute!" Sealand cried out.

"I have to check on Aniki," Germany said, letting Italy help him stand up.

"I'll go with you," Italy said, smiling. "Then we can check on Nii-san!"

"It DID HAPPEN!" Sealand shouted. "Everybody turned into vampires! And I SAVED THE WORLD! AGAIN!"

"Let me take you home, Greece-san," Japan said, helping the other country stand. "I'll help you patch up your wound."

Greece smiled at him. "And I'll return the favor. Several times."

Japan flushed from his words and slowly let him go.

"Hey! HEY!" Sealand screamed. "Where is everyone going? This isn't over yet!"

"I'll take you both home," England said to Sealand and Åland, ignoring Sealand's words. "Sweden and Finland must be worried."

"This is bullshit!" Sealand hollered in frustration again as the other countries departed. "I saved the world AGAIN and you all are pretending it didn't happen AGAIN! You can all go to buggery for all I care!"

"Tack för att rädda världen, Bror Sealand!" Åland cheered.

"For the last time Åland, I DON'T SPEAK SWEDISH!"

Here are some more minor notes about the vampire myths here:

- An alp is a creature similar to an incubus. It's a male vampire who targets women for the most part, but will attack men and children if it has no other choice. The way an alp takes blood is interesting too, as they will suck it from their victim's nipples. o.O

- A bluatsauger is a vampire gross in appearance, with a hairy body, big eyes, and no skeleton. The way a bluatsauger will turn another into a vampire is unique; the victim must eat the dirt from the bluatsauger's tomb and then they will turn.

- A dockele is a cat-vampire that lives in the Alps.

- A doppelsauger is another vampire who drains its victim's blood by drinking and eating their breasts. This vampire story was intended to be a "warning story" for mothers to not nurse their children after they were weaned, or else they would turn.

- Lidérc is Hungarian vampires that are actually more similar to incubi. They are known to literally "love" their victims to death.

- Sealand is singing You're the Best by Joe Eposito at the end. This song is most famous for being used in the finale of the original Karate Kid movie.

Thanks for reading!