Chapter 5: Trouble!
"Ingrid Dracula, what in the devil's name do you think you are doing to my son and heir? And my son and heir, what do you think you are doing being beaten up by a mere distraction? She is weak compared to you, you are grand high vampire now, you are strong! Why let her get away with attempted murder?" Dad hissed at his son and heir, who was lying on the floor.
"Well daddy, I think you might have to rethink those titles. Both of them- hang on how did you get out?" Ingrid stamped her foot, annoyed; he was supposed to be stuck in the sunlight cage! What the heck was he doing here?
"I got lucky. A breather came by and, er, lent a hand. And some blood," he smirked evilly, forgetting his precious son's aversion to blood and all things vampiric.
Vlad sat up, grimaced, and fell back down again. It was so funny; Ingrid had to laugh out loud. This didn't seem to please the count very much.
"Ingrid, you still haven't answered my question. What have you done to my son, and why hasn't he crushed you to a pulp!"
No one seemed to notice Robin or even acknowledge his existence but that was fine because he was still staring at Ingrid.
No one answered his question, Vlad stared at Ingrid with an apologetic expression and Ingrid returned it with one of pure hatred.
"I crushed him father, if you can call yourself a father. Didn't you get a hint when you saw him lying face down on the floor?" she snorted.
"Silence!" The count said, between peals of laughter, "You! Beat him! A girl! He's the grand high vampire for goodness sake not a toddler!" He rocked back and forwards with laughter, eventually stopping to look deadly serious.
"No, Vladdy my boy, what really happened? And don't be modest; describe to me every blow and exactly how you defeated your sister!" he sat waiting for an answer until Vlad gave him one.
"Well..." then he launched in to a full on lie version of what happened. Ingrid clenched her fists to stop herself punching him there and then. Eventually she could just not hold her tongue any longer.
"But dad! I defeated him! That's why he can't be grand high vampire, and you won't listen!" she exploded in fury.
"I told you Ingrid, shut up; he has already demonstrated his power to all of us. Now let me listen to his account. The right, account."
"But Dad!" Ingrid stomped her foot again and growled menacingly. The count seemed to have forgotten that she was a full vampire now and could do whatever she wanted.
Robin, sitting quietly in the corner, was still staring at Ingrid reverently. She wondered if he actually knew what was going on. Oh well, best he didn't. She still hadn't killed him yet.
"Fine! Alright! We'll settle this once and for all, Ingrid; I will prove to you that Vlad is strong and you are weak!"
Ingrid grimaced. It would just turn out to be some sorts of way were she couldn't possibly win.
"We will have a duel. A fight to the death you might say!"
Vlad gulped.
Ingrid smiled wickedly.