Disclaimer: I don't not own the work of Young Dracula. I am a fan trying to put more fanfics in the fandom and do not make money off this!^_^
Warnings: Homosexuality? My own characters. BLOOD AND GORE.
+4 months I know.:sigh:I apologize for the long wait, but when your not inspired your just not inspired. Thankyou for all the reviews!^^ even though there is not a lot, I notice the traffic!XD lol This chapter title means "Arrival". Now for the madness with Boris to insue!:evillaugh:
~Sosire~
-Boris-
Boris sat on his coffin. The finished brown oak was comfortable inside and out. He still didn't like the thought of being a vampire. That's what was keeping him up. He's been dreading this week since the time he turned 15. He knew one day that he was going to be turned into a vampire but he still wasn't happy about it. He watched out the corner of his eye the trees blurring together as his dad's train sped toward Stokely. He rubbed a had over his face and sighed. He wondered how his vampire cousins were. He'd been hearing stories from his dad about how him and Uncle Dracula had did during the Dark Ages. Would they be totally goth and vampirelike like his Uncle? Probably so. Boris thought.
-Vlad-
"That idiot." Vlad breathed out as he descended the stairs. He was at the bottom of the winding staircase when he met face to face with his best friend.
"Robin I told you to stay away today." Vlad hissed. He really wasn't mad though. Seeing his best friend never made him mad. They both turned into the dinning room.
"There you are Vladimir! Come we must hurry to the platform." The Count looked at Robin. "I suppose you can go too." He went out the door in a flurry of capes and a angry looking Ingrid.
"Looks like there is no choice then." Vlad and Robin jogged to catch up and piled into the hearse. Renfield drove from the castle.
"Move over Branaugh." Ingrid elbowed Robin in the side. The poor boy tried to move over but he was already squishing Vlad. Soon after arguing all the way there, they reached the train platform. Vlad tried to ignore the chill that went down his spine and the alluring aroma of Robin's blood beside him.
"You really shouldn't of come Robin." Vlad whispered. His fangs were starting to poke out.
Robbin rubbed his side. "Oh, what's the worst that can happen beside mayber Ingrid hurting me?" He chuckled alittle bit. Vlad on the other had thought differently.
I could end up hurting you now. Vlad snapped his attention to the rails as red lightning appeared. "Is that Uncle Ivan?"
"See what did I tell you?" The Count laughed with joy. He hadn't seen his brother in centuries and it looked like they could enjoy some brotherly bonding over blood. "He's just as evil as ever it seems. You can sense his dreadful presence a twenty miles away."
Vlad glared at Robin to stay behind him as they went closer. Begrudgingly Robin did as the train sped to a stop and steam came out from the chimney. The door opened and he and Vlad held their breath as a foot came out.
"What in a vampire's name?" Robin whispered to Vlad's ear as a suntanned man came out in a khaki suit.
"Ah brother!" Ivan grinned. Count Dracula looked more shocked than if he caught Ingrid wearing pink.
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Playlist:
Do Me More
Girl Talk
by Namie Amuro
Only You Can Save Me by The 69 Eyes
Taion by the GazettE
Chizuru by the GazettE
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