My history teacher is retarded, so instead of doing his homework, I will write fanfiction. Yay! :) lol because of that I started to write and realized Henry was being like really sassy, so I had to start over. Enjoy a Henry not influenced by my irritation at my history teacher.

Henry's POV

It has been a couple of days since the incident, and Vlad hasn't been in the best of moods. I wish I could do something, like talk to him about Joss, but he doesn't talk to anyone. Lying back on my bed, I open the blinds and let sunshine fall on me. I had almost forgotten how it felt. Warmth spread over my face and I smiled. I miss just sitting around in the grass in Vlad's front yard, just talking. Maybe about vampires and how the stories are different or maybe about school, video games, movies, what we were going to do that weekend or the next. We used to talk a lot, but only once did he ever tell me about the day his parents died. I remember it was the first time he cried in front of me and not like I-hurt-my-knee cried; I mean the I-feel-as-though-I'm-breaking-apart cried. It was the year anniversary of his parent's death. We were in his room because he didn't want to go to the ceremony and he started to tell me about that day.

When he explained it there was no emotion in his voice. It was flat and lifeless. Vlad told me about how he came home and how he first felt when he saw the room; when he realized his parents were dead. Then he just broke down and sobbed. That broke my heart. I held onto him and tried my best to tell him everything will be okay, but I couldn't. I couldn't imagine the pain he was in, but I could see it and I cried for him. I hated the brokenness he felt then, like he didn't know how he was supposed to live anymore.

My eyes drew heavy and I closed them. I'm such a hypocrite. I said I had hated the brokenness he felt, but in the end I had abandoned him. He must have been in so much pain; I was the last person he had left and I had abandoned him. I really didn't mean for it to happen though; I was just upset. I thought it was just going to be a fight. I didn't know that Nelly and Otis were dead then. I hate remembering what I did, but I know it coming back. Days like this it always does. When I miss Vlad so much it hurts; I always remind myself that it was my fault. Always…

"Henry, what are you saying?" Vlad looked at me his eyes angry and hurt.
"I'm saying I don't want to be your drudge anymore. I'm tired of it and- and-" I stopped and looked to the ground.
"You're tired of me." Vlad finished my sentence cold and harsh. The way he said it; it was horrible.
"That's not what I mean. It's just that….that…" I didn't what to say or how to explain it to him.
He ran his hand through his hair and sat down. "What is it Henry? Why! After all this time and now? Really now?"
He didn't understand how I felt. "You don't understand. I can't be around someone like you! Everything's been so screwed up and it because of you!"
"Don't you think I know that?! But I'm trying!" My world had been turned upside down from Vlad. He drug me into everything and I've had to choose family from friends. Why did he have to drag me into it? Why did he think I had some responsibility to go through all that too? My life was perfect.
"Just let me go Vlad! I don't want to be your drudge anymore! I never did! I didn't ask for any of this!"
"Neither did I!"
"But this is your problem, not mine!" I knew I was being unreasonable, but things had begun to change and I hated that. I even missed one of the most important parties and was broken up with again. These things just didn't happen to me.
Vlad slumped forward, "Fine just go."
"You have to bite me to fix it." Fix it, like it was a problem.
He sighed, "I will, okay? Just later, I've got things to do. Now get out." Just like that. He didn't even try to persuade me to stay. Whatever.
"Fine." I slammed the door behind me and drove off to my house.

I didn't know why I had said such a poor argument. I hated feeling inferior to him. I hated that everyone all of the sudden everyone had an interest in him. Those were the real reasons why, but I would never admit it. What was wrong with me? This would just be one of those hiccups; maybe later thing would go back to normal.

I saw him at school the next day. He looked cold, pissed at the world. Vladimir never even looked at me. That pissed me off. Fine if he wanted to be like that. Even at lunch while I was sitting at the popular table I couldn't even pay attention to their conversation. He didn't even look over here, not even for a second.
"Hey, you two get in a fight?"
I looked down at my food and stabbed it a couple of times, "It's whatever."
They all kind of nodded and looked like they didn't believe me, "Yeah, okay. Whatever you say Henry." "You should talk to him." It was Meredith. God, that annoyed me for some reason, especially coming from her. It's like just because she spent some time with him that now she just suddenly knows him.
"Look its nothing."
From across the lunch room, I saw Vlad get up sharply and throw his food away before pointedly walking by our table in a very pissed off manner. Everyone awkwardly poked at their food in the following silence.
Someone whistled and said, "Yep suuureee."
Ugh when the hell did Vlad get such an attitude? I pushed myself up from the table (a little harder than intended so it seemed as though I slammed down my hands) threw away my lunch (tray and all, oops.) and walked out of the cafeteria.

I remember how I had felt and now thinking back on it, I guess I wasn't as mature as I thought I was. It was all so stupid, but I grew up real fast. Vladimir made sure of that.

It's been about a week now and I've finally decided to confront Vlad about not letting me go yet. I spotted him in his usual corner in the lunch room and headed over.
"Vladimir."
He looked up at me, his eyes seemed hollow and his face was gaunt. "What."
I crossed my arms, "You still haven't let me go."
To my surprise he smiled and just chuckled like I had told him some joke. "Let. You. Go?" Vladimir clucked his tongue. Suddenly he slammed his hands down on the table pushing himself up to my level. The smile was gone and anger flashed violet in his eyes.
"You think you can just demand something from me?"
I was taken back. A chill went down my spine. This wasn't just a fight, I had missed something; something very important. I didn't realize that Vlad had yelled it at me until I noticed the entire cafeteria was silent and looking our way. But Vlad was too angry to care.
"How dare you! You don't demand anything from me! Don't you know?" He laughed loud and harshly."HaHa! None of you know?!" Vlad opened his arms wide gesturing to the whole student body. "No!" He grabbed his lunch tray and chunked it across the cafeteria where it shattered to pieces against the wall. "Of course not because all of you are fucking ignorant!"
Everyone, to say the least, was shocked. This episode had caught the attention of some teachers who thought it best to try and straighten Vladimir out.
"Vladimir Tod! What do you think you are d-" The teacher was cut off mid-sentence as Vlad's hand griped his throat.
"No, the question is, 'What do you think you are doing?' talking to me in such a way."
By now people knew that something was really wrong and tried to make for the door. Of course though, Vlad didn't put up with that. The doors slammed shut and melted together before anyone could get out.
"Hey!" It was Tom. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He was advancing on Vlad quickly, but just five feet before Vlad Tom stopped. "Wha-? What is going on I can't move!"
Vladimir dropped the teacher and laughed, "You are asking me what is wrong with me? Is that a serious question?"
"You are such a freak Tod!"
"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet." A broad grin spread across Vladimir's face and Tom started to scream. He fell to his knees and with loud cracking and popping. His back began to bend backwards until a sickening snap was heard. Gasps of horror sounded, but the sound that really stuck out was the clapping.

Every person turned towards the sound and out from the crowd stepped a man. He was tall and broad with dark hair and eyes. Beside him was a boy about the same age as me. He was shorter and the complete opposite with bright blonde hair and blue eyes. The older man was clapping and stopped when he came to mess that was once Tom.
"Congratulations Vladimir Tod. You have officially accepted your fate as the Master Pravus. Now all that is left is to make them bow to your superior power. Please accept my drudge, Jackson, and me, General Dante, as your humble servants."
Bewilderment filled the humans around me and I…..I felt as though I had just made the biggest mistake of my life. Why hadn't I seen this coming? Why hadn't at least considered something like this? The reality of the situation hit hard and I was the first one on my knees. It took mere seconds for fear to bring every single person in the room down on their knees.

"That certainly was easy." Vladimir smiled.
"Well of course it was, you are the Master." The blonde one piped up, "Now all you need to do is get your drudge."
My heart jumped. He never let me go…does that mean he'll take me with him?
But Vlad just looked confused, "My….drudge?" He brought a hand to his head and grimaced.
"Master Pravus are you all right?" Dante strode over to Vlad, but before he could touch him Vlad let out cry. The light flickered dangerously and one at a time they started shatter. I stood and when Vlad looked at me his eyes were a pulsing yellow. It wasn't his eyes. Then everything just exploded.

I remember when I awoke Bathory High wasn't even there anymore. All the kids inside were okay but were unconscious lying on the ground all around me. I was the first to wake up, both mentally and physically. It was happening. This is what everyone was afraid of and now it was happening. Right then and there I knew I had to find Vlad and apologize. In this war I was going to be on his side. Do I think what he is doing wrong? I'm not entirely sure, all I know is that maybe I could have prevented this. Thinking back I can recognize all the signs that he was breaking, but I chose to ignore them. In my mind I perceived Vladimir as acting pissed, when in reality it wasn't like that at all. Before that day he was just a sad ghost and it was my fault. But then I guess I just didn't want to feel the guilt. I ignored it.

After I woke up I finally was able to find Dante and Jackson. I told them that I was Vladimir's drudge and they took me with them. I've never even seen Bathory since. It turned out that there were an entire people waiting for the rise of the Pravus. It was an organization called Zero, its symbol a zero with a line slashed through it representing the sudden end of the routine life before the Master. They were extremely well developed and had everything in place just for the Pravus. This was the reason for the fast and easy overtaking of the United States. These people were everywhere (vampires and humans alike); CEOs of huge companies, government officials, and high officers in the military.

In the first couple of months I didn't even see Vladimir. Everything moved so fast it was almost unbelievable. It fully hit me when I was moved into a newly renovated White House. It was fit to match Vladimir's taste, so almost nothing was the same; plus the servant's quarters had to be extended. It's not even called the White House anymore, nor is it in Washington, D.C. Now it is the Dom Velitel'a in Mesto Vybralo. With translate to the House of the Master in the City of the Chosen. In Mesto Vybralo only those who were loyal (before and now) the Master are allowed to enter. It is much protected despite Vladimir's great power. After America, Mexico was taken, then Canada, important South American territories, and finally the United Kingdoms. Vladimir Tod was quite successfully taking over the world.

Sometimes I am confused. I think that if I had stayed with Vlad then he wouldn't be like this, but if he wasn't like this then he would not have this great success and power. In ways I am proud of him, but I still wish we were close like we used to be. I'm starting to think I'm still as selfish as I used to be, because all I really want is for Vlad to see me again. I don't really care whether he ruled the world or still sucked at video games; I just want him back.

"Henry. The Master is calling for you."
I opened my eyes to the face of a small mouse-like girl. I was confused. We didn't bring any maids with us.
"Excuse me, but who are you?"
"Hurry hurry." She turned and hurried out the room.
"Hey…" I got up and followed her. Maybe she was a maid at the hotel. She hurried down the hall and I briefly wondered why didn't stop at Vlad's room.
"Hey, where are you going?" But she didn't answer just frantically waved her hand for me to follow. The mouse-girl flitted down the stairs all the way to the basement.
"Here here." She whispered and nudged me into a room, when I turned to question her she was gone.
"Hello…?" The room was dark and my voice echoed back at me. It must be really large. I felt around for a light switch along the wall. Cold cement, cold cement, cold cement,…warm, soft. I jerked my hand back. What was that? I can't see anything and am afraid to touch the wall again.
"Here, allow me."
Suddenly light flickered and filled the room and there in the middle was Joss. But it wasn't Joss that caught my attention; it was the hundreds of bloodied bodies surrounding him. And if that wasn't enough I recognized them. All the people I passed in the hall, the ones I talked to, and the ones I was friends with. There, right in front of me was their dead bodies, eyes open and throats ripped out. They were even hanging on the walls and ceiling, just filling the room.
"It's disgusting, isn't it? All these people you thought Vladimir spared."
I shook my head, bile slowly rising in my throat. No way, I had seen myself they were definitely alive.
"After you left it was a massacre. The force Zero came and wiped them out; along with Bathory, its people have also disappeared. Did you think he would destroy the town but leave the people? It wasn't a warning; it was a punishing by your darling Master."
That's right, a punishing. He was treated wrong, and he punished them for it. I looked from face to face of those who I had once known. Things are different now, they have brought it upon themselves.
"Then it was a rightful punishment."
This seemed to leave Joss speechless. It also left me speechless. Did I really believe that? Those are my words, but do I really believe it?
"I thought you could be saved but it seems you're too far gone."
The floor opened up and swallowed me up with the bodies. I watched as Joss stood and stared down as I fell, offering no help. It might have been a trick of my imagination, but I think his eyes were glowing yellow.

Okay I know its short , but I really wanted to post a chapter since I haven't had time to write. So I hope you've enjoyed it and I promise the next chapter will be more developed and exist in actual reality

I wanted to do a flashback and introduce a foreshadowing hint ;) I think I might out in club scene? Yes , no? maybe? Review if you liked it or if you hated it or if there's something you didn't like tell me! Love you guys