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(Vlad's P.O.V)

I wake up and finally have the strength to push down some for of the darkness but it's left a permanent stain on me no matter how much I try and force it away from me.

Last night makes me feel sick. I thought it would be better if I knew the person I killed but it is so much worse. Yes I hated Jamie and Jess but the fact I knew them at all means that I got to know them and it feels like I've killed them for being just who they are and if I'm honest with my self I know that's exactly what I did.

I still make my self go to school though knowing the kind of rumours that can spread through a school.

Every one looks so sad and depressed which would be good for me because I prefer acting that way but not today.

I live for art at this school it's the only thing I actually enjoy doing when I'm here. No one seems to be blaming me which is I high point and I really don't know why I'm so anxious about it there is nothing that can trace it back to me. The doctors have put a guess to it and decided that it's a cereal killer going around.

That cereal killer is probably made up of my family and I know I'm going to have to tell them to fly to other countries and I need to never go hunting again.

I'm going to go flying again because I love it and nothing's going to stop me from that. I'm just going to have to be careful. I don't want to give up the feeling of the wind whipping around me and it helps clear my head.

"Vlad, Vlad! Hey wait up!" A girl who's name I think is Rose makes me stop thinking and I stop to let her catch me up.

She's small and petite and normally shy especially around me.

"I bet your really beat up about Jess right Vlad? You two were getting on quite well."

I don't need to fake looking sad because I've been frowning all day already so that bits ok. I have to be care full around Rose because she has a big down side. She's a massive gossip and people tell her things because they think she will keep them with her shy nature. Apparently not.

"Yes of course I'd just like a little time to my self today if you don't mind. I don't really want to talk about it."

She shoots off like a shot obviously noticing some kind of danger in my voice.

I go to art again, this time at the end of school and I'm told to sit at the front in accordance of miss McCauley who covers our lesson today. She tell me that this is where i should sit in every class. What kind of trouble does she really think I can make?

We are told to draw an inanimate object so I draw a fireplace. It's full of fire and bursts with light but there's no room to make warm, the space around it is dark and lonely.

I lean over my drawing, focusing on it so deeply, trying to make the flames look like they're dancing around the coal. Only as I feel I've done it justice do I look to the side to see some of the others drawings and realise that everyone's completely frozen.

I slowly look up and see a man surveying me closely.

His dark eyes watch my every move as I place the pencil down, sit back and cross my arms. I decide to watch him right back. He wears clothes that are from many centuries back but looks, I would say, only a few years older than me. It's just another clue to the the huge pile of obvious things that make him a vampire.

"Vladimir Dracula, supposed chosen one." He walks towards me.

"How do you know my name?" No other vampire is supposed to know where we are. "Wait. Supposed?" Who does this guy think he is? "Who are you?"

I lean forward palms face down on my desk.

"Bertrand Du Fortunesa." He pronounces annoyingly. "You've claimed you are the chosen one and I'm here to see if you are telling the truth."

"Why would I lie?"

"Many have why should you be any different?"

"Why should it be any of your business."

"For four hundred years I have travelled the world chasing every vampire who has claimed to be the chosen one. I want to find the true one and train him."

"Right and why do you think your right for that job?" I raise an eyebrow.

"I've been training all my life for the moment I find him."

I stand finally interested. "Then I guess it's your lucky day."

"Prove it."

I walk towards him so were shoe to shoe. "And how do you suppose I do that."

"Prove it." This time he lets his teeth down and hisses it.

I let down mine too and see his eyes round but he doesn't defer in his now crouched stance.

"Is this good enough for you?" I lift my lips so he can see the teeth clearly.

"Do you know what happens to the liars? Their whole family gets staked." He completely ignores me.

"It's a good thing I'm not lying then isn't it?"

"And if I thought you were?" He challenges.

"Then you'd run off in your little quest again." I taunt him and he pounces at me.

I press forwards with my hand out and don't move as he bounds in to me. I don't fall at all or move an inch and he's the one that ends up on the floor. He starts to get up but my fingers tingle and some kind of what seems like electricity sprouts from my fingers to him.

"It really is you." He laughs when the pain recedes.

"Would you like to see any more?" I question and he shakes his head quickly.

He gets on one knee in front of me and I start to walk back wondering what the hell he's doing. "Vladimir Dracula, 'the chosen one' I am here to show you my ways and teach you how to fight for real. I will help you manage the powers you have and support you in your endeavours. Hopefully I can see what you can do and advance them to my ability. I know they are definitely more powerful than any I've seen judging by tonight but I can help you find new and old things, myths that you can learn. I have seen many things that can prepare you for when you become Grand High Vampire, and then when you do at eighteen you can decide what to do with me. I will make you the best and strongest vampire that has ever walked this earth, the dominance of our species."

I don't know what to do, weather to except the offer or not. I look around the room at all the frozen people, I haven't even tried that yet, no matter if I feel like know the power I have which I'm now not sure of any more I still have no idea about what I'm able to do.

This man believes I'm stronger and more powerful than him and any over. I want to be known as that by my people.

This man I can tell is respected in the vampire society so having him by my side will make me more respected. Even more if I can actually do all the things he believes I can.

(Bertrand's P.O.V)

I kneel on the floor waiting for the chosen ones answer. I'm amazed already by what he can do. I was truthful in my speech.

"I agree, I've been yearning to train but I don't trust easily like I used to as a child. I've learned that it can be dangerous. You will have to earn that trust sometime. I want you to be very sceptical as to what you tell my family about my abilities. I want to be infinite, I want to know everything that is needed and gain respect from vampires across the globe. I except you as my trainer Bertrand."

Everything Vlad has done and said while I've been here so far has surprised me. Any one who's ever mentioned him to me, all there comments of him being a soft vampire who loves breathers as if they are his friends stands against this. I guess though no one who has said anything has known him since he's become a vampire. They haven't been able to because the Dracula family have all been in hiding.

"Thank you Vladimir." I stand and bow to him.

"Let's go, I suppose you will be staying with us?"

"Yes that would be very gracious of you if you allowed me to."

"Then I will show you too your quarters."

"Vlad? Will these breathers not realise your gone?" I raise an eyebrow and move my hand around the room.

"I don't really care but I suppose so." He turns and hypnotises three people at once, the teacher and the two students either side of his desk. He does it so effortlessly and easily, it's something few can do. "You all saw me go. I have a family member coming who non of us have seen in ten years. He's staying with us so I need it go help my family settle him in."

I nod in approval and we walk out the door. I click my fingers and the class carries on unbothered.

He looks at me and sees that I'm still lost in thought, still shocked.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Vlad you shouldn't be able to just hypnotise that many people at once with out practice or training as you said you haven't."

"Does that mean I may be able to to do that to more than three? I just found that really easy."

"We will see but if you can by if so that's one thing no other vampire has ever done."

We walk into what I suppose is the main room of their small hide out. It's gothic, full of spiderwebs and candles. To say its over a school it's quite a good place for a vampire to live.

"Bertrand will you teach me the clicky freezy thing some time?" Vlad stops me staring at the place by rounding on me.

"Vlad I promise I will teach you everything I know." I repeat.

In the shadows I see something move on a throne. Count Dracula. He stands and emerges from the shadows coming towards us and looking between his son and I.

"Vlad who is this?"

"This is my new trainer and mentor Bertrand Du Fortunesa, he's come from..." Vlad looks quizzically at me. "Where are you from?"

I look at them both and they seem be reflecting anger at each other for some reason. "You could say I am from the council as it's who I work for."

The count chuckles. "Of course you are. Vlad get him out, I don't want a spy in my home."

I start to turn knowing the safest thing to do in the presence of this man is to just agree with what he says. Fighting and losing over It won't make the problem better. I knew before I came I would need permission from him over all and Vlad can not contradict him.

Suddenly though an arm restrains me.

"He is staying whether you like it or not. I am not a child any more and if I am going to become The Grand High Vampire then I need this training and you know it." Vlad again goes against what I believed, seen and heard.

Count Dracula looks at Vlad and I expect thunder to clap out side but the count, a vampire who is in thousands of vampires nightmares bows his head to agree with Vlad. His own son can manipulate him, I wonder what else he can do.

The count turns to me. "Fine you can stay but do not think of me as weak for backing down. Soon you will realise it is best not to annoy Vlad he's better than all and always has a way of surprising you." I nod my head like he expects me to. "Renfield will show you a room and get you a coffin. Do not cause trouble for me or my family."

As soon as we are out the door Vlad's anger recedes and he looks quite proud of himself. Other than that he acts like nothing has happened.

"Ok when do we start?" I wonder what he's talking about for a moment but then I realise that it's the training.

"I need to settle first and get things done."

He suddenly looks serious. "Do not take long I don't want a slacker training me as I'm sure you don't want me to be a slacker of a student. I do understand though. Un pack, get things prepared and then meet me in the blood cellar so we can talk about things."

"You drink blood? But they said...?"

"That I am a spineless wimp who hates the sight of blood. I suppose I used to be like that but I assure you that I've changed. I don't go hunting... Normally." I wonder what he means by normally but I don't question it. "You will have to tell me where your going before you take off to hunt as I've asked the rest of the family to. I had a few from the school a few days ago." He coughs and looks strange for a second but sorts him self out. "That means no one in or around here for a while. I went to Ireland with my sister for some as well so not there either." He starts to talk to himself for a second. "That reminds me. I need to tell Ingrid I'm not going to night though I think she already probably knows." He looks back at me and smiles a little. "My sisters called Ingrid I think you'll like her. Don't forget the blood cellar I'm getting thirsty already so be quick. We have much to discuss."

Already he acts like a leader and I'm really not sure what I can teach him but confidence in that compartment. It will be easier to actually think of him as a real vampire now I know he drinks blood. It's just the fact that he doesn't really hunt that may be a problem.

"Thank you Vlad. I will see you later." I start to walk off and I'm stopped again.

"One last thing. You can drink Renfield, a human servant, if you want I doubt any of us would care that much or him for that matter. Bear in mind though the only reason he hasn't been drained when one of us, especially dad is in a rage and we have a low supply of blood is because dad tested him the once and apparently it's like drinking sower milk. I think you can tell that just by the smell of him really though." He warns.

I cringe and Vlad laughs. "I'll bear that in mind." And it's the truth the though of drinking Renfield and having that taste in my mouth makes me shiver with repulsion.

Renfield has already brought up a coffin and it isn't grandure but it will suffice. If I'm honest I'm lucky to get as far as I already am so there is nothing to moan about really.

When all my clothes and precessions are safely tucked away in the small wardrobe and wall cupboard I slip out my door only to bump into someone.

That someone is a girl and I suppose it's Vlad's sister Ingrid. As I look down at her she looks up and I know Vlad left something out. That she is so beautiful.

I cough embarrassed but after years of practice I know I look composed. I easily step away from her.

"Sorry." I sound indifferent. "Ingrid isn't it?"

"Yes as if it's your business." She snaps. "I guess your off to meet Vlad."

"And your off to hunt."

A kind of awkwardness fills the air.

"Well. Don't leave my little brother waiting. I need to go, next time make sure to watch where you step." Her eyes glare into me but I see her smirk as she turns into a bat and flies out the window."

I flit to the cellar finding it with my nose as no one actually told me where it was. It's not hard to guess though really as it is called the cellar.

I see as I walk in that I have in fact kept Vlad waiting. He sits at the table spinning his family's emblem between his fingers. When he hears me enter the room he turns to look at me dropping the emblem back to his chest.

"I heard that little conversation." He raises his eyebrows and looks amused.

"That's another weird thing. You shouldn't be able to hear that far unless it was through wood and you really tried. But you don't look like you've done any hard work and the ceilings and floors are made of stone."

He waves a hand in the air. "I worked that one out as soon as I was changed."

I go sit in one of the hard wooden chairs and he gets up. "Here is a tip Bertrand. You and my sister seem to have a thing for each other if you look between the lines. Don't hurt her if you know what's best for you. And I don't mean that because I'll come after you, which I will, but because she will first and she won't hold back. Oh and if you two do ever actually get together treat her as an equal. If you treat her like other male vampires treat women then she will probably kill you."

"Thanks but I only just met her."

"Of course, of course." He quickly dismisses the subject after his long speech. "Now what's your favourite blood type?"

Now this subject interests me. "It's B+"

He looks surprised. "Really I didn't think it would be. I tried two slayers like that and even with the delicious slayer blood I found it bitter."

I nod. "Well I am quite bitter."

He chuckles under an un needed breath. "Ahh so that's the secret behind favourite blood types then? Your own personality."

"I believe so." I confirm.

"See. I'm learning already." He starts to survey the racks of bottles. "I think you'll like this." He pulls out a bottle that lies on the top of a tower of them. He then pulls one that's in the middle of the tower and blows the dust of. He smirks happily. "And I'll like this."

He passes me a goblet and my chosen bottle. I pull out the cork and survey the bottle at the same time Vlad looks at me waiting for my reaction.

"Wow... French." I exclaim.

"Yeah that's one of dad's favourites he likes B+ too."

It's a French soldier, one that fought in the first world war. "Rémy Begnaud." I pronounce with perfect pronunciation."

"Show off." He scoffs but not maliciously.

I smell Vlad's bottle from where I sit and nod approvingly. "O, a good type that is. I find that tasteful but full of power, must be why you like it I guess. It matches."

He nods and starts drinking so a silence follows. I decide to start up the conversation again.

"What do you want to start with in training?"

I instantly see excitement cloud him and I can tell he can't wait to find out what he can do. He's been hiding things that he needs to be let out and he hasn't let him self go to his max or any where close.

"Well I think I need some training in physical defence because I'm always using my powers and I have actually no Idea of how to use my strength in a fight. I then need mind defence. After that I think it would be a good idea to go back to basics as I haven't even gone through through the easiest things a vampire can do. I don't know the start of what I can do."

I nod my head letting him continue.

"Finally I need information. Battle strategies, family weaknesses. Anything you think will give an advantage to me."

"No matter how good this plan is Vlad, we need to form it."

He pounces into describing it and I animatedly banter back giving him the pros and cons.

After a while though Vlad adds alcohol to our already amazing drinks, and we drink and drink until we are almost pink in the face.

I don't know whether you all like Bertrand so you'll have to tell me. I'm not sure whether I've written him right or any one for that matter but I have tried. This has taken me longer but I don't really think it's been as long as some authors take so...
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