OOC: Guys what do you prefer, somewhat sort, 3000 word long chapters, or six thouands-ten thousand long ones? Obiviously, the later will take longer, but I can write more detailed so I think it's better in the long run. Regardless, Merry Christmas!

BTW, Guiche duel is next.

Chapter 2: Settling in

I feel unclean...

The kiss lasted only moments, but being kissed by a girl who looked no older then thirteen, made the vampire very uncomfortable. Gabriel was many things, but never a child molester or, as he heard Alucard say, Pedofork. (Some sort of internet slang. The vampire prince didn't even know what the internet was, into his son had explained it to him. By the time he knew, it was already too late to experience. With the Apocalypse and all. No internet memes for him)

"Well?" He asked, Dracul's eyes glowed with fury. Partly out of real anger, but mostly from Dracul's attempt at intimidation. Going by the fact that the pink-haired girl was paralyzed in pure terror, The Vampire Lord knew it was working. Grinning, the vampire revealed his dagger-like fangs, which caused the young mage's hands to tremble. Eying his surroundings, Dracul glanced skyward, blocking the rays of light with his arm. The Prince of Darkness had an unusual resistance against the sun. Normally other vampires would perish in seconds, but Dracul has almost complete immunity against it. Still, The Dragon would take the comfort of the dark before it any day.

A horrible thought suddenly entered into his head. Quickly, Dracul checked to see if his skin was radiating red light. Nope. He wasn't sparkling.

Thank...god. He hesitated saying that, but in this case, he was truly thankful his arch-enemy had the decency not to turn him into one of those...nightmarish things , his son had told him about. Something about becoming a sparkling, pansy, fairy that preyed on young girls made any vampire proud that, no matter how monstrous you became, you would never be as damned as that. One day, Alucard had approached his father, with a large pile of books in hand. He had asked his father to burn them, with sanctified flame (While his son had the same resistance against holy objects Dracul possesed, they still caused him slight discomfort.) Dracul couldn't fathom what had his son so spooked but after reading through the tomes, The Dragon knew it was his duty as a proud creature of the Night to expunge the twisted novels, and damn them to the pits of Averus.

Getting up, Dracul dusted off his shoulders, briefly inspecting the crater in the ground, before examining the area, and the people around him. Young teenage girls and boys gathered around, catching quick glances at the vampire, some of the females, blushed vibrant red at the sight of the vampire prince. One in particular, a dark-skinned girl who wore her uniform in a way that exposed her cleavage, ogled him intensely with eyes filled with...what appeared to be pure, feral lust. It was almost disturbing.

These humans are strange-looking. The uniforms their wearing make them look like modern-day students, like in those dumb vampire manga's Alucard had shown him for a laugh, but those cloaks... There style of clothing was no doubt unusual. But apparently, even stranger, was there hair color. Many of them, had unnatural colors, pink, purple, blue, as if they had there hair dyed, which was a very modern technique. But those cloaks were so terribly old-fashioned, that they wouldn't look out of place when Gabriel was growing up.

Besides people, strange-looking creatures stood besides there , presumably, human masters. There's "Familiars", or so the young girl called them, ranged from small floating eyeballs, to large, reptilian beasts. Infact, Gabriel could have sword he saw a Blue Dragon among the crowd of monsters,

Well, it's always good to see kinsfolk.

Dracul himself had a wide arrange of Creatures of the Night beholden to him, and while he generally treated his servants,as long as they remained loyal to him, well, he had no qualms with throwing them away if it benefited him. This did not seem to be the case here, as the vampire noticed all kinds of affectionate actions being performed on the Familiars.

Odd

"He's so handsome..." A girl, holding a turtle like-creature in her arms managed to say, her cheeks becoming scarlet. "And so...manly..." A boy with brown hair, standing beside the girl with the turtle. Holding the girl's slim body firmly, a young looking man with golden hair, whom carried what seemed to be a rose in his free arm, nodded his head, "Quite. He must be nobility."

Ugh...

The older looking man with glasses, who seemed to be in-charge, approached Gabriel, putting his hand on the young girls shoulder, "Pardon me Louise." The girl, whose name was apparently, Louise, managed to stutter out, "Uh-Huh..." feeblishly, made way for the teacher. Going up to Gabriel, he asked, his voice, tinged with curiosity, "Excuse me, sir, but could I inspect your arm?" Gabriel appreciated politeness, but regardless, had still had an inherent mistrust for humans. He knew there true natural all too well. He nodded his head, but still trying to seem distant, he said sharply, "Be quick." The professor gently grabbed his wrist, and briefly examined the glowing red runes, which were now inscribed into his flesh. Going by the information he had gathered in his very brief time here, Dracul assumed these runes binded him to the young girl. Centuries ago, the vampires reaction of such insolent would to go on a brutal rampage and kill everyone in the vicinity, but the situation at hand called for a more...delicate approach.

Inspecting the runes, Dracul saw familiarity to them. They appeared to be, or were similar, to Ancient Nordic. Gandálfr, they said. Roughly translated to English, the rune read "Left-Hand of God". That phrase instantly caused Dracul to fill with rage, and disgust, more to do with how he knew, deep down, how fitting that title was in regards to him, then his grievances and hatred he felt for God.

Even here, I cant escape you.

The Professor's voice carried across the courtyard, as if he was amplifying it with a spell,

"Alright students, return to your rooms and spend the rest of the day with your new familiar's."

Later that day,

Dracul, stood by the closed wooden doorway into the young mage's, who he now knew as Louise, room. The professor, Jean Colbert, had explained quite a bit to Dracul, mostly about his situation. But he still knew dangerously little about this new world, Halkeginia. More importantly, Gabriel knew nothing about why he was summoned here as Louise's familiar, or the connection this had with the emergence of intelligent demons back in his world. The vampire would need to visit the school's library first, gathering as much knowledge as he could.

He would have already, if it wasn't for the annoying little girl,whom he was expected by everyone to call master from now on.

Louise Francoise Le Blanc De La Valliere sat crossed legged on her bed, eyeing the vampire with scorn and contempt. She hadn't said a word since the summoning, and seemed to be content with giving Dracul angry looks. To be honest, Gabriel was a little uneasy around her, even if he didn't show it. Crossing her arms, Louise shouted,

"How did I know your actually nobility? You could have just stolen those clothes!" Dracul rolled his eyes. Besides being the Prince of Darkness, Gabriel actually had (when he was human at least) noble blood in him, as he was the illegitimate son of Clavaus Cronqvist, a noblemen from England. Despite being, technically, a bastard, he was as much as noble, as any of these spoiled children. This entire experience had reminded him how much he hatred the upper nobility back on Earth. While he hated humanity in general, a portion of his wrath was reserved for the snooty elite. They always disliked people less fortunate then themselves, thinking they were somehow above the ones they labelled as "Peasants" or "Plebians". All men were equal in death, Dracul made sure to remind them that fact when he killed them back when he actively terrorized humanity. If he recalled correctly, back when he served in the Brotherhood, all those years ago, the sons of nobles always got better treatment, and looked down upon the rest of the monastery, even the teachers.

Blasted Nobles. They never change.

Speaking politely, and not wanting to cause any needless conflict, Dracul said,

"I can assure you, girl, I am no commoner." Besides, Dracul had better things to do then antagonize spoiled teenagers,

Louise was still unconvinced, so she eyed Dracul harshly. Not knowing, back on Earth, that would have been a death sentence. "I think your lying, I don't even know your name!"

Does my certain blood type matter so much to these people...

Obliviously not getting through to the girl, that, he was not in fact a peasant, he attempted a different approach. In a sudden flash of crimson mist, the vampire disappeared, taking his mist form. The girls eyes filled with shock, and surprise, as she quickly got off her bed, glancing in all directions. The vampire took physical form once more, right in front of her, eyeing her with his furious glowing eyes. The girl yelped in surprise, and she quickly jumped backwards in fear. Gabriel's voice was deep, and very menacing, a dragon's voice made manifest,

"Listen to me, girl. I have taken your disrespect quite well, don't you think? But there's only so much I can take, before I get angry." Dracul emphasized the final word, was something the girl, didn't want to see. "Understood?" The girl feenbishly nodded her head, her mothers way of Steel slowly leaving her. Gabriel smiled, revealing his vampiric fangs once more, causing the girl to shudder. She managed to stutter out,

"What...what...are you?" Gabriel coldly responded,

"I am the wolf among sheep. The shadow that stalks the night, preying on man. I am Dracul The Dragon" He bowed mockingly, "A vampire, girl." Her eyes became bewildered, as she starred at him in disbelief, "That's not possible, if you were a vampire, then...how can you be out during the day?"

"If you couldn't tell by my name, I am beyond a normal vampire, my dear." The girl was still too shocked to formulate a response, so she took the time to gaze at his muscular toso, which was exposed. Dracul tapped his feet impatiently, he really didn't have time to humor Louise. The girl's eyes grew angry, all of a sudden. She shouted, "Are you lying? Are you trying to make fun of me!?"

Angels above...

When reason failed, Dracul almost always resorted to violence. Unfortunately, hitting a young girl who could barely cast a spell didn't seem like an option at the time. So instead, he flared his nostrils, and appeared as pissed off as he could, it seemed to work, as Louise withdrew in fear a second time. "Listen, girl." His voice filled with rage, "What reason would I have to lie?" Dracul would have used crueler words if it was anyone else, but the girl's self-esteem seemed to be already in tatters, so he didn't want to kick a dead horse. Taking his leave of the room, Dracul only spared a second to glance back at the young mage, "I'm heading to the library, i'll see you in the morning. You can clean your own laundry. "

Outside, the beautiful moon casted it's rays of white moonlight down upon the world. Surprisingly, on this world, there seemed to be two moons, as a smaller, red moon stood beside its larger white neighbor. Even when he waged his unholy crusade upon all of gods creations, he always appreciated the comfort of the moon. The Prince of Darkness enjoyed the spectacle, standing tall and proud among the garden, which was filled with Snow White Lilly flowers. Sometimes, the moon reminded Dracul that there was always something bigger then him, beside his most hated foe, which brought a little bit of warmth.

A small pur echoed across the garden, which caused the vampire to turn around. Shyly backing away, was the blue dragon familiar he saw early. It was quick large, easily big enough to carry more then three people on it's back. The Dragon's head was armored with a natural thick ridge, and it's eye glowed luminous blow. The dragon's wings were folded behind it's back, and it walked towards the vampire lord on all fours.

He's clearly not the calamity of destruction that are so feared were i'm from. But a brother nonetheless,

Smiling warmly, Dracul asked, "Were is your master, little one?" The creature shook it's head. Gabriel could tell it was very intelligent, and seemed to understand the vampire. The dragon approached Dracul, it's head moving closer to the vampire arm. Gabriel patted it on the head, scratching underneath it's chin, which caused the dragon to gently rub his head against the vampire.

"She likes you."

A monotoned voice from behind, caused Dracul to glance back, hand still on the Dragon's head. A small, petite girl with short blue hair awaited him. She was smaller then even Louise, and wore thick, silver glasses. The blank expression on her voice showed that she was stoic. Nestled underneath her right arm, was a large tome. Dracula continued to rub the dragon's chin, asking,

Ah, so "he's" actually a "she"...

"What's her name?"

"Slyphid." The girl said, in a blank tone. Dracul scratched under the dragons ear, "Slyphid, huh? That's a majestic name." The small blue haired girl went closer to the pair, standing on the otherside of the dragon,

"Your not a normal vampire, are you?" Gabriel eyed the girl oddly, "Hmmmmm?" The blue haired girl, said plainly, "I saw your teeth during the familiar summoning. Vampires have fangs, don't they? She scratched her chin, "But then again, vampires burn in sunlight. Who, or what are you?"

Finally, someone who speaks sense,

Dracul nodded his head in acknowledgment, " Prince Dracul, at your service." The young girl's voice and face remained emotionless, "The Dragon?" Surprised, Gabriel said, "That's what it means. Your much more perceptive, then your classmates, girl. What's your name?"

"Tabitha." The girl said quietly. Dracul gazed upward back at the moon once again. Tabitha raised a question, "What are you planning to do with Louise?" Gabriel glanced back, saying, "What do you mean by that?" Tabitha, still speaking monotoned, continued, "Your a vampire, aren't you? Don't vampires suck blood?" Gabriel let out a hollow laugh, "My day's of preying on young virgins are long over, girl." Not that Dracula every singled out virgins to target. Most of Dracul's feeding came from the Brotherhood Knights that were sent out to kill him. Tabitha iron mask of indifference continued to impress the vampire, as she said,

"Dont hurt her."

Showing off his fangs, Dracul grinned, saying "What is Louise to you?" Unfazed by the attempt at intimation, the student kept her neutral face, saying simply "Nothing."

Confused, Dracul patted Slyphid on the head one more time, before leaving the Dragon and her master behind, heading back inside. The night was still young, and Gabriel needed to visit the library. Before leaving, he promised, "No harm shall befall Louise, from me, at least. That I swear."

Back inside, Gabriel was going down a hallway, when a servant girl ran into him. She was carrying a platter with tea biscuits, and a tea kettle. Surprised, the maid loudly yelped, "Kyhaaa!"

In a flash of supernatural speed, the vampire catched the servant girl in his arms, before she could fall down, using other hand to grab the platter, including it's contents. There faces inches apart, the maid's face suddenly became flustered. Not really concerned for her well-being, but still retaining an air of civility, Dracul asked,

"Are you alright?" The maid nodded her head, still blushing deeply. Dracul gave her an impatient look, and too the maids horror, realized she was gripping the strange looking man's wrist tightly. Blushing even more, the maid bowed her in shame, instantly letting go of the vampire. Gabriel handed the maid back her tray, careful not to cause the tea and biscuits to fall off.

"OH, i'm so sorry mi'lord..." Gabriel responded with a slight snarky smile, and "It's alright milady." To her shock, and bewilderment, the maid, realized the handsome man's breath-taking eyes. Blood red, they glowed and stared into the depths of her soul, making her speechless. She stuttered out, "Is...there...anything, I can do for...you?" The man nodded,

"Yes, in fact. Do you know were the nearest library is?" Gabriel, knowing how large and prestigious the academy was, assumed there were several libraries on the school grounds. The maid pointed her finger down the hallway to her right, "Go down that hallway, and take a left. The library is at the end of the corridor."Dracul let his head fall in thanks, giving the maid a kind smile,which caused her heart to race. Dracul always made an attempt to treat his servants with respect, and going by the way Louise was, Dracul had no doubt this girl wasn't treated fairly by the students belonging to rich, noble families. He gave her a kind smile, and bowed his head,

"I am in your debt. If you wouldn't mind, may I know your name?" The young maid cleared her throat, saying shyly. "Siesta, my lord." Putting up his hand, Gabriel told her, "Please, call me Dracul." Siesta glanced away, her face feeling like it was on fire, "Um-thank you...Drac-cul..." She struggled to pronounce his name. Giving her a final bow of his head, the Dragon turned away from the blushing maid, heading towards his destination.