Day after day Michael and I stayed in the warehouse, alone and day after day Nelson returned to bring blood. I was beginning to doubt that anything could happen. We no longer have the other vampires on our side, it's us and us alone.
I heard the familiar sound of the large garage door opening in the loading dock area of the warehouse.
"Why's he coming back? He just brought blood an hour ago.", Michael asked confused.
I wondered the same and went to greet him, I swung around the corner and stopped. It wasn't Nelson. It was Jamie.
"Jamie! What the hell are you doing here? You have nothing to do with us, remember?", I snapped.
"Yes, I'm aware of my distaste for you two, but Marcus sent me here.", she answered.
"Why?", I said plainly.
"He thinks you're going to the elder.", she answered.
"But he is the elder-", she cut me off.
"Oh, you don't know. Nevermind.", she said turning to leave.
I went after her, grabbing her arm.
"Tell me what you're talking about right now.", I commanded.
"I don't have to tell you anything!"
I pressed my gun barrel against her forehead, a round clicked into the chamber.
"Don't you?", I smirked.
She pursed her lips, "If I tell you, Marcus would surely kill me."
"It's either him, or me.", I gave her the ultimatum.
"Okay fine.", she began, "Marcus and Victor are elders, yes, but the elder is the first vampire."
I thought for a moment, "Go on."
"Count Dracula."
My brow furrowed as I spoke, "Dracula? You're joking."
"That's the thing I'm not. It's true, all true. Dracula is the first vampire, to this day he resides in Transylvania. Present day Romania. He's nearly three thousand years old. He's the oldest and most powerful vampire to ever walk the Earth."
I let go of her and she fled the warehouse.
"That's it."
"That's what?", Michael asked.
"We go to Romania.", I answered.