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Disclaimer: I do not own NBC's Dracula but if I did there would be a season 2.

So without any more delay I give you chapter 2 of 'A second chance.'

Chapter 2: Were it all began… again

He opened his eyes to see were he was. It was too dark to see. He tried to move but the familiar sensation of steel piercing through his body. He hissed.

Well she said she would send him back to when all of this began didn't she? And it did begin here, in this thrice god forsaken metal box. He hated this box. He tried to move his hands and found that he couldn't. his body was weak once more. So weak he estimated he hadn't drank blood in 400 years. He realized that any years right now Van helsing would find him. All he had to was wait and have patience.

Patience was not a virtue he possessed. He counted the seconds and seconds turned into minutes. Minutes into hours. Hours into days. days into weeks. Weeks into months. Months into stupid years.

'I guess I can use this time to revise my plan.' He thought to himself. And he kept thinking. About the next twelve years to come

He heard sounds, someone was talking. Someone was digging, there were grunting and low breathing. "After all these long years." Someone said. He recognized the voice as Van helsing's. "How famished you must be." He continued. He wanted to sneer at the foolish doctor, 'feed me already.' He wanted to scream but this earlier body of his had not drank blood in more than 400 years!

"Oh sweet Jezebel, we rich." Exclaimed with a little laugh of joy. But his happiness was short lived however when his throat was slit to feed him.

"The blood is life." Said Van helsing, and he agreed, after 400 years of none of it blood is life.

The rich red liquid poured through the coffin and to his mouth. Finally his thirst slowly being satisfied, he twitched then started to move, now that he had his strength back he would play this out as close to the fist time as possible, it was time to employ his acting skills.

His body slowly levitated up high from that damn box he hated so much, he floated to the air and did what he did the first time… try to kill Van Helsing. And as what happened before Van helsing stopped him with the blades of santeligouse (the cross knives), stabbing his left foot with one.

"Surly you recognize the blades of santeligouse, exquisite aren't they?" he asked his voice still as annoying and full of over confidence, just as he remembered it the first time around, but this time it would be different. This time the minute he didn't need Van helsing no longer he would kill the pathetic wasted of skin. "Now then let me introduce myself. My name is Abraham Van helsing." He said.

Now it was time to play this the way he did it before, he looked at him with an expression of pure hatred and said it the same way he did it before.

"I will tare your heart out peasant!"

"And you are Vlad the third, prince of Valakia, second son of the house of Bathorap also known as Vlad Tepes Vlad the Impaler, Dracula." He looked at Van helsing, but he continued, "Soon the sun will take you and you will be no more, but at least in your case unlike my own there will be one that will deeply mourn your passing," he hissed at the man but he kept on with his monologue. To him this was a waste of time, he had heard all of this before, the first time around and now he had to hear it again. Why did Mother Nature have to send him hear? Couldn't have she sent him a little less into the past, like when he was already Alexander Grayson?

"For with you're passing so too will my last chance to obliterate the order of the Dragon pass."

"What is the order of Draco to you?" he asked in the confused and outraged voice he used the first time.

"They slaughtered my wife Adeline and my three children. They took away everything I've loved everything you have loved!"

He couldn't help it the screams of Ilona echoed in his mind as they burned her. He tried to push them out of his mind. He had Mina to see very soon, but the memories wouldn't go away. They never did.

"They burned her alive as they did my Adeline and if you die this day they will never face justice for these and all the other vile crimes they have committed in the lord's name."

That reminded him of what Mother Nature had told him before he was sent back in time to fix all of this.

'Do you think that the big man upstairs would approve of this.'

No, no he wouldn't. The big man upstairs as she phrased this would not. So he kept playing all of this out the way it happened before.

"No man can change that."

"True but you are far greater than any other man." Vlad hissed at him.

"Though I posses the means, you posses the power, the presence and the ruthlessness that only you and I together can destroy them." He finished his speech, he knew exactly what those means were, the solar serum.

"You say you have the means?" Van helsing nodded. Vlad grabbed the man by his vest the way he did before and said, "Then stop wasting my time remove this accursed blade before your confederate is reduced to ash." He then removed his slowly burning hand from the sunrays that were burning at his flesh, and screamed.

Van helsing removed the blade and Vlad proceeded to drink every last drop from the poor naïve dead man who had ended up his meal. This was were it began, and this was were it would start again, and this time, he will destroy them all. And there were new people on his hit list now:

Van Helsing: for giving him hope.

The Order: for turning him into this.

Harker: for neglecting and mistreating his Mina.

None of them knew what was to come. None of them except for him.

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