Chapter Four: Old Friends

Knock. Knock. Knock.

'Who is it?'

'Ingrid just answer it.'

The door opened and Vi found herself face to face with someone she never thought she would.

'Ingrid, nice to see you' she started.

'I'm sure it's a pleasure' she replied.

'Delightful as always.'

'So what do we owe the pleasure?'

'I need to speak to The Count.'

'That's two people today, come'

She led her inside and to a room with a big throne and two men.

'Nice to see you again, what's happened since I last saw you?' she asked.

'Nothing much, a few near death experiences and a lot of lies' Vlad replied.

'So, same old, same old?'

'Yeah, pretty much'

Then, a tall, pretty woman walked in straight over to Vlad. Her hair was long and full of beautiful objects.

'You wanted to see me!' she asked Vlad.

'Yes, Talitha, meet Vi. We used to foster her. We were her first foster family. She grew up with me'

'Nice to meet you Vi' Talitha turned to her.

'You too' she replied.

Talitha and Vi shook hands. Vi could her her thoughts.

Grew up with him. Wait the Count fostered someone! He doesn't even care for his own children. Apart from Vlad. God Vlad is handsome. I can't wait for Transylvania in 2 weeks.

'Oooo, Transylvania. Vlad is this your girlfriend?' she asked without thinking.

'What!' she exclaimed, 'Can you read my mind?'

'Only your thoughts, when we touch' she replied, cursing her ignorance, she didn't want to seem weird in front of Vlad's girlfriend, 'You didn't answer my question'

'Yes, she is my girlfriend, isn't she amazing?' Vlad said.

'I think we will be great friends…'

'Why are you here?' Ingrid cut in.

'I turned 18, 2 months ago and I want to find my parents, I figured The Count might know something' she said.

'Wow, straight to the chase, someone's desperate' Ingrid teased.

'You would be if you didn't know who your parents were your whole life, you're lucky, you're a Dracula, you have parents who want to spend their eternity with you' she retaliated.

'Lucky? My father hates me, I'm a girl and even though I'm the oldest, I'm not the heir. Instead my stupid brother is, and he is the Chosen One and he isn't even a full vampire!' She screamed and ran out the room.

'Wait, not a full vampire?' she asked.

'Great Ingrid, thanks alot!' Vlad shouted to the other room.

'Huh? Vlad let me touch your hand'

'No', he darted around the table, 'don't you dare'

'Let's not play this game Vlad, you know I'm faster than you'

'That was before I came into my powers, now I'm fast too'

'I've had 18 years of practice, I can bet I'm faster'

'Bring it'

She grabbed him before he had a chance to move, 'Got ya!'

What she read, shocked her beyond science…