(What you 'see' in this chapter is made-up… at least to my knowledge… I doubt it's in the comics (but I don't know for sure))
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Chapter 32: Much Easier
(In Dracula's castle, the day before All Hallows Eve)
The Council of Elders (with some help from a wise newborn) had unanimously decided to cease the plans to take control of the planet. Plans were being made to fix all that had happened in the past few weeks. It wouldn't be simple, but the vampire nation would try to heal old wounds and make peace with humanity.
(In Peter's 'temporary chambers')
Peter is currently fixing his Spider-Man costume. It had been damaged for some time and the newborn wasn't able to fix it since he'd 'arrived' at the fortress. But he's in a cheerful mood. He'd convinced the lord of vampires and his council of elders to try to make peace with humanity.
(Thank goodness my story worked. I'm glad their revenge has been put behind them. I know it's hard to forget, but it's for the greater good.)
Dracula had testified to Peter's story, to prove the newborn was telling the truth. This was unexpected, but vital to Peter's plea to the council.
'Hopefully all will be set right now… And I can see everyone again… and tell Ava…' Peter thought to himself.
The newborn blushed at the memory of the girl. He'd finally realized his love for her; he just hoped she would feel the same. After some time, Peter finally finished the costume.
(Just like old times… had to rebuild this thing from... well you get the idea.)
Then Peter remembered that Dracula was planning on readying the compelled villains for lock up/transport. The newborn had volunteered to help him.
'I'll leave this here for now.' Peter mused in his mind before exiting the room.
After a few minutes Peter walked into the room where Dracula had the villains creating weapons and armor. Several vampire soldiers are preparing cells and restraints for the villains. Peter looked around but couldn't find the lord of vampires. He scratched his head in confusion.
"Has anyone seen… his majesty?" Peter awkwardly asked. "No, we don't know where the king is at. The council might, they're in the barracks." A vampire answered as he worked on one of the cells. "Thanks!" Peter said, before walking off.
(In the barracks)
The Council of Elders are talking with one another about the situation ahead. They are most nervous about what laid before them.
"I am most concerned about our efforts to make peace. The humans will not be happy with our sudden appearance." Samuel said. "Mungkin dengan kembalinya dan bantuan murni mereka, mereka akan lebih menerima damai kami (Perhaps with the return and help of their purest, they will be accepting of our peace)." Budi reasoned. "Ich bin mir nicht ganz überzeugt, sie haben uns mit der Annahme, getäuscht werden könnten und dann zu schlagen (I'm not completely convinced, they might mislead us with acceptance and then strike)." Eornost replied, rubbing his wiry beard. "It won't be easy my friend, but we must try." Samuel said. "Ciao bellezza (Hello handsome)." Paula chuckled as she saw someone walk into the barracks.
The other council members looked to see Peter walk into the room.
"Spider-Man, is something wrong?" Samuel asked. "Where is the king?" The newborn asked. "His majesty?.. I'm not sure; we haven't seen him since the meeting. He said he had to cut loose ends." Samuel answered. "Hmm…" Peter mumbled, rubbing his chin in wonder.
(In Dracula's throne room)
The vampire king sat upon the same seat where he talked with the mystery man so long ago. He now awaited his arrival. They needed to talk, for there was much to discuss.
'After so many years… It is finally ending… This war, the bloodshed, all the senseless death… I have Mr. Parker to thank for that…' Dracula mused in his mind.
For the moment he is alone with his thoughts. Centuries of hatred and fear caused both vampire and human to come into conflict. Thousands were lost on both sides: women, children, and men. Their screams of fear still echoed in the memories of those remember them. Hopefully, with a peace created… they could all rest in peace. They had a human (well… mutant like human) to thank for their new perspective.
'Maybe… I could have my peace… But… I still miss Maria… Perhaps I could bring her back and live together once again.' Dracula thought to himself. "Your majesty." A familiar voice called.
Dracula looked up to see the mystery man standing before his throne. He bowed and stood back up. His wardrobe had changed from what they first met. The entirety of his 'look' is snow white: suit jacket, tie, dress shirt, dress pants, and dress shoes. His dirty blonde hair is combed back, clean and pristine as his clothes. The man's ice blue eyes intense, and the expression on his face unreadable.
"Thank you for coming. We have much to talk about." Dracula said. "About what, my lord?" The mystery man asked. "The plans… to conquer humanity… well… I've decided to discard them." Dracula answered. "Were my plans not good enough my lord?" The man asked, a hint of irritation in his voice. "No... they were well thought out I admit… But the council and I have decided on a new course of action." The lord of vampires replied. "Can I be of any service? What is your plan, may I ask?" The man said. "Perhaps… Peace with humanity." Dracula answered. "Well planned my lord. Deceive them into believing you want peace… and when they least expect it… you strike." The man replied, relief in his voice.
Dracula raised an eyebrow.
'What is this?...' Dracula thought to himself. "No deception… this war is going to end… in peace, no blood shed. The time of the vampire and human war is over. Millennia of endless death is finally going to end." Dracula said. "W-What?... But I thought you wanted to conquer humans?!" The man cried. "… Originally yes… But not anymore… I see the true path to the end of my kind's suffering." The vampire king replied. 'No…' The man hissed in his mind.
Dracula got off his throne and walked halfway down the room and stopped.
"Spider-Man has helped me realize the truth… that peace not conquering is what my species needs to survive in this world." Dracula said, not looking at the man. "Are you sure my lord?" the man asked. "Yes, maybe our two species could truly co-exist; vampires and humans living together in harmony and serenity." The vampire king replied. "Are you sure my lord?" The man asked, irritation thick in his voice. "I'm never been more sure in my long life." Dracula answered. 'DAMN IT!' The man screeched in his thoughts.
Dracula had been most surprised by the man's demeanor. When they first met, the man was nervous and afraid… but now… he's upset and annoyed.
"What is…" Dracula said as he turned to look at the man, but saw him holding something and fell silent. "Very well than…" The man snarled at the vampire king. 'It can't be…' Dracula gasped in his mind as his facial expression turned into one of horror.
The man held a strange object in his left hand. He held a round object twice the size of a silver dollar. It has a design of vampire's fangs in red coloring on its silver 'material'. On the rim of the object is the swirling, scarlet depiction of blood dripping. The look on the man's face is a mix of anger and amusement.
"Is that…" Dracula couldn't finish as the man interjected, "The Syphon Talisman? Indeed it is!"
Dracula had heard of the object, but hoped it wasn't real. He couldn't believe this man had it in his possession the entire time.
"Time to start things off." The man said.
The mystery man said something in a foreign language, and then instantly something that looked like a red bolt of lightning shot at the vampire king. It darted into the vampire, and what looked like an aura of red, static electricity surrounded the lord of vampires. Dracula let out a pained scream which echoed like a gail.
'Perfect.' The man chuckled.
Then, in a matter of moments, every vampire and compelled villain rushed into the room. The vampires gasped at the sight of their king being attacked.
"Stop him!" Peter cried.
Before any of them could move, the man said a few words in the same foreign language he used before. And then the same, but several more shots of energy shot out at all gathered in the room; this caused the same effect it did on Dracula. They all cried in pain and agony at the feeling.
"This will make things much easier." The mystery man chuckled.
Peter could feel it: the thirst. All of them could. The thirst for blood filled them, but intensified 100x. The mystery man laughed with wicked glee as the vampires let out snake-like hisses and leopard-like snarls which filled the castle's changed atmosphere.
To be continued...