Transylvania - 1477
In a part of the Transylvanian forest, there was a camp for little vampires called "WinnePacaca". Several little vampires were running around and doing other daily training. One of these little vampires was the future famous Count Dracula. He was hunting a mouse in the form of a wolf, until he caught it and started biting and swinging it to kill it quickly. The other little vampires were surprised, others were amazed, and others were envious. The teacher approached with the clipboard to talk about the vampire.
- Very good, Dracula. - The teacher began to write on the clipboard. - Very fast, excellent transformation, exceptional bite. You got an A.
Dracula transformed into a vampire, with pale skin, eyes, a white shirt, a black sleeveless jacket, long black pants, and his hair slicked back. He smiled proudly at his score.
- Thank you, teacher. - Dracula said proudly to himself.
The vampire approached the others, smiling at one of the vampires who was his rival, who looked at him angrily.
At the children's lunch time, Dracula was sitting on a tree trunk, drinking blood from a can of blood that he always carried. One of the vampires who was jealous of Dracula watched him from afar. The vampire was whiter, wore a black robe, and was bald. He looked at Dracula with an evil smile, until he picked up a stone and threw it at him.
At the same moment, Dracula opened his eyes, raised his hand, and with his powers stopped the stone in time. He stopped drinking his blood and looked at the other vampire.
– When will you learn, Nosferatu? - Dracula looked at the vampire with a smile. – I will always be stronger than you.
– You think you're too much! - The vampire called Nosferatu said, approaching. – Just because you're Count Vladimir's son, that doesn't mean anything!
– Exactly. I'm going to be better than my father. - Dracula said, smiling proudly.
Nosferatu left there angry, and Dracula laughed and went back to drinking his blood.
At the end of the camp, each vampire went straight to their parents. Dracula came out and saw his father, Vlad, with his older sister, Lydia, inside the car. The vampire sighed in defeat and approached his father.
- How are your grades? - Vlad asked with an upright posture.
- Well, like every year. - Dracula handed Vlad his report card.
- Very good. As the future Lord of Darkness, that's what I want for you. - Vlad said, handing him his report card.
- Okay, Dad, and me? What am I going to be? The Lord's nanny brings Darkness? - Lydia said indignantly.
- You'll be the lady of the little children, Lydia.
- How boring.
"Hey, Dracote!"
Dracula and his family looked at the owner of the voice and saw Nosferatu next to his father, who was just a shadow, and a werewolf with dark brown fur, with his lower teeth showing.
– I got a werewolf of my own! - Nosferatu said laughing, and his werewolf laughed right after.
Dracula was surprised by that. He looked around, seeing that all the little vampires had a werewolf, except him. He couldn't believe it.
– Let's go home. - Vlad said to his children.
All three of them turned into bats, and flew back to their castle. Dracula had his head down, looking down and seeing all the other little vampires happy with their werewolves licking their faces happily. This made Dracula feel three feelings. Sad, angry and jealous.
Arriving at the castle, the bats turned into vampires and entered the castle. Dracula kept his head down until he took a deep breath and broke the silence.
- Father. Can I have a werewolf?
Vlad stopped walking, surprised by the question, and Lydia looked at him as if she had seen a flying stake.
- Werewolf? - Lydia asked.
- Why do you want one now? Just because that other vampire has one? - Vlad asked, looking at him.
- Yes. - Dracula began to speak, showing anger and envy. - I want to have a strong, big, and dangerous werewolf, so he can see that I am the strongest vampire in the world!
Hearing that, Vlad was quite surprised by the way Dracula spoke.
- So you just want a werewolf to rub in your enemies' faces?
- Exactly.
Vlad looked at her with a suspicious expression, until…
– Okay. We're going to the pack of a werewolf friend of mine tomorrow. - Vlad said, leaving.
– Wait! Are you serious!? - Lydia said, not believing it.
– That 's right! I'm going to have my own werewolf! - Dracula started celebrating.
Lydia, irritated, approached and came face to face with Dracula, who stopped dancing.
– Listen, if I see any paw stains, fur, or dog drool in my room, I swear I'll rip off all your werewolf's legs, making him unable to walk. - Lydia threatened and then left the room, irritated, straight to her room.
Dracula rolled his eyes, not caring about his sister's threat, and then began to smile evilly, thinking about how he would throw it in Nosferatu's face that he had a werewolf.
In the werewolf pack.
Dracula and Vlad, bats, were flying towards a pack that was near the forest. The two turned into vampires again when they landed on the ground. Vlad looked at the forest, whistling, and at the same moment, he and Dracula felt something approaching. From the darkness of the forest, a werewolf with black fur appeared running towards them, until it stopped in front of the two vampires. Dracula hid behind his father's cloak, and Vlad put his hand on his head to calm the little vampire down.
– Be brave, Dracula. - Vlad looked at the werewolf. – How are you Wolfram?
– Count Vladimir. I thought I would never see you again. - The werewolf said, crossing his arms and standing up straight, showing that he was taller than Vlad.
Suddenly, black smoke appeared around the werewolf named Wolfram, and he shrank in size, being a little shorter than Vlad. Dracula stepped out from behind his father's cloak, looking at the werewolf with a raised eyebrow.
– Wolfram, this is my son, Dracula. - Vlad said, looking at the little vampire.
Dracula smiled at the werewolf, waving his hand and smiling nervously. Wolfram nodded, and then looked at Vlad.
– How can I help?
– My son wants a werewolf. And since I only trust your pack, I think you can help. ‐ Vlad told him.
– Sure. Follow me. - Wolfram started walking ahead.
Dracula stepped out from behind his father, and he and Vlad started walking and following the black-furred werewolf.