Sorry it's been a while - here's an update! Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Obviously the show's not mine, even those writers aren't insane enough to kill off their main characters in the first chapter...
They'd done all they could, but it was still not yet midnight when the ground beneath them suddenly shook with the thud of several vampires touching down at once.
"Come out and talk to us, Dracula!" The Count glanced warily at his remaining children, but Ingrid nodded.
"We should probably see how many there are."
"Take Renfield with you," Malik suggested with a sneer, "you can use him as a distraction if you need it."
The Count seemed to notice for the first time that Jonno - currently trying to explain the situation to Wolfie - and Renfield were back in the entrance hall.
"Renfield! What did you do with the ashes?" Renfield beamed proudly.
"They're locked in the Blood Cellar, safe as houses." The Count rolled his eyes.
"Hardly fitting for the Chosen One, but I suppose it'll do for now, for the other one."
"DRACULA!"
"Dad, go."
The Count gulped and took a step outside the door to find himself face-to-face with the entire Vampire High Council.
"Can I help you?" His manner was that of a polite and generous host. The Council seemed somewhat taken aback.
"We've come to confirm the reports that your son is dust."
"Oh, charming." He scoffed. "You'd believe the word of a fangless traitor on such a preposterous-?"
"I didn't say who told us." The Councillor who'd spoken smiled. "So it's true. Vladimir Dracula is dead."
The Count reeled backwards as if he'd been slapped.
"Well, er, that is to say-" It seemed best to continue the motion and simply retreat behind closed doors.
It was Erin who asked the question; everyone else seemed to know from his face.
"Well, do they know?"
"Yes. But at least it's only-" There was a thud, and another, and another, and the ground shook like an earthquake. Fireballs were already flying at the school, even as more vampires landed and the ground shook further. Part of the ceiling came plummeting down, and Ingrid realised they would have to abandon all her efforts to fortify the school.
"Outside, now!"
Once they reached the steps of the school, the full horror of the situation became apparent. A veritable army of vampires, from almost every clan, were causing uproar outside the school.
"What's all this?" The Count tried, as if the Science block wasn't on fire.
"Your time of lording it over the rest of us is over, Dracula." Another fireball crashed in to land in front of him as still more vampires dropped out of the dark night sky.
Ingrid and Malik found themselves seized by great packs of vampires who'd been lying in wait, pressed against the walls behind the doors. Wolfie shrieked and ran, Jonno in pursuit, as Erin was shoved into another large group and Renfield was thrown to sprawl on the stone of the courtyard.
The ground shook as Ramanga's clan joined the rest, apparently determined to take their revenge and end their disgrace. Their leader appeared in front of them, stake in hand.
"Dracula's mine. You'll pay for what you did to me!" He stepped forward, to stand right in front of the Count. Everything seemed to fall silent as he raised the stake high above his head.
All seemed lost.
And then there was a sonic boom.
