AGH- he didn't make it in time...

So, what 's happening with Terra? Is she under the Hungarian vampire's spell? Will she kill Dracula?

WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON BACK IN PARIS?!

GAHHHH

Enjoy.

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Chapter 16: Eleric

Dracula felt like he'd been kicked in the head; staring at Terra's pitch black eyes as she gazed at him, no emotion visible in her pale face.

Her dark red hair hung in tangles to her mid-back, draping over her shoulders and allowing her pale body to show through.

She was half turned, her body no longer human.

He waited for the wings on her back to unfold, then her eyes suddenly closed, and she sat back heavily, dark silk sleeveless dress draped over her body.

When her eyes swung up again, they were green, but they were a strange, strange green now. A pure emerald, glowing like cat's eyes.

Her mouth parted slightly, and he saw the just-there points of her canines.

Vampyre.

She had become what she had sworn never to be a part of.

The other pale man in the room stepped triumphantly towards her. She stared dazedly up at him.

Dracula fancied he saw a fierce glint in her eye but he must have been mistaken as her eyes were glazed as Eleric pulled her to him.

She did not resist, allowing herself to hang limp in his grasp. Her nudity hardly affected him now as he stared at her, enrapt by her pale limbs.

Eleric turned back to the Count who was still frozen to the spot.

The corners of his mouth lifted in an all too satisfied smirk.

"Hello, Count," he drawled with that all too familiar simpering, pathetic voice.

His talons dug into his white skin as his eyes darkened.

"I'm so glad you've come... I'd like very much for you to meet my bride... Terra."

The air left the room and his heart wrenched so violentely he thought it might explode.

Eleric laughed as he ran a pale, thin finger over Terra's naked chest. Dracula 's fangs grew in rage.

Terra's head tilted, her curls creating a screen from Eleric as their eyes met. For a moment, he felt the full brunt of her anger, then it softened. Her green eyes glowed as they communicated silently, ignoring the hysteric Eleric.

(A/N Weeee it RHYMESSS!!! You can tell I'm on crack here... (dude that was a fricking joke I'm clean!))

Terra?

Yes.

Why- how -

Don't talk so much. You'll waste what time we have.

Then you're not-

No you idiot. He never managed to 'complete' the right, as it were. Her green eyes crinkled and her mouth twisted.

I would have ripped it off if he'd tried to.

I'm glad - never mind. I'm just glad you're - well you're not exactly all right then are you?

The hell I am. Vampyre. Never on my list of things to do in life. Not that it matters. I have eternity now.

What will you do with it?

Well, first things first- I'm going to castrate this bastard.

Be careful. You are newly awoken. No matter how weak and stupid he may be, he will not be taken down by you- now.

When damn it. I'm going to rip his throat if he laughs much more.

He hid a smile, his eyes moving briefly to Eleric, who was wiping his eyes and chuckling still.

I'll take care of it. Just act the part. Oh, and don't forget to fawn and call him 'master'.

Fuck you. No wait- fuck him. Screw that, He can fuck himself.

He laughed then, out loud.

Eleric turned sharply to the Count, a smirk twitching his pallid mouth again. He pulled Terra flush against him and her eyes sparkled as her long hand slipped around his neck.

"Master," she purred in his ear.

He smirked, but did not respond, his burning red eyes fixed on the Count.

"You see, Count? Not all prizes are meant to be yours. This one has chosen me, as you can quite clearly see."

He smiled, shaking his head ruefully. Dracula suddenly felt a wave of unease wash over him.

"Don't you see? You've lost. Your reign is finally over, and now I can take what is rightfully mine."

Piercing whistles, streaks of silver.

Dracula writhed, screeching as pure silver buried into his flesh, chains wrapping around him as his knees buckled.

Terra nearly lost her facade then, screaming for him in her mind.

Eleric didn't notice. He was too busy laughing as Dracula restrained tears of furious pain. "I will break you," he whispered to the dark figure on the floor, his red eyes glowing with malice.

He swept past, dragging Terra behind him. Dracula watched as she turned her face back, her eyes huge and black; swimming with tears. I'm sorry, she mouthed, then followed Eleric from the room.

He let his head drop for a minute as he looked at his bindings. Long, thick chains, silver thorns embedded in them. All of silver. His skin burned icey fire.

Gleaming red eyes sought him in the dark, dozens of pairs, all advancing on him. In the pale claws of one, a vial containing a vile stench and horrible burning in the air.

His mind sealed as the venom dripped over his body, and he fought the thundering spears of pain lancing his body.

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And yes, I do like to fuck the story lines up.

HA.

omg I am SO SO SOOO sorry for not updating.

All my faithful reviewers, I offer my sincerest apologies.

I totally didn't mean to leave it this long, but a mild case of writer's block and impending school work often still one's mind from the proper writing state.

So anyways, hoped you liked, and review please.

Even if I've been evil and not updated.

Love,

Hadasah.