Chapter 4
Vlad woke up about 3 hours before sunrise, to a knock on his door. He opened his grey eyes, then like every morning banged his head of the roof of his coffin. “Ow.” He murmured as the lid lifted. “Come in,” he grumbled, “the doors unlocked.” He quickly sat up wiping the sleep out of his eyes. The door slowly opened revealing a gloomy-looking Bertrand. He slowly walked over to the chair and fell back onto it, placing his head in his hands.
Vlad climbed out of his coffin and stood by him placing a hand on his shoulder. “Where is she?” Bertrand asked quietly.
“Erin’s room.” Vlad answered.
“The slayer’s room?” He asked slightly surprised.
“You weren’t back and she broke down in tears last night. It was the room nearest mine incase she needed me.” He said sighing.
“Thanks, Vlad.” Bertrand replied before leaving the room and leaving the door open. Vlad shook his head surprised, that was the first time he had heard Bertrand say Thank You.
Bertrand lightly knocked on Venus’s door hesitantly . “Come in.” He heard her softly say. He gently pushed the door open to see Venus sat on the trunk next to the mirror, just staring at it. No one reflected in it. She looked a bit of a mess. Her red wavy hair was tangled and knotted, her white skin looked see through from dehydration and tear stains were clear down her face.
Bertrand carefully placed a rucksack from his shoulder onto the floor. “Hey, erm…I brought you some clothes and stuff from the manor.” He said awkwardly. He placed his arm around her shoulder. “Thanks.” she said starring off into the mirror. “You’ll be staying her with me, erm, I’ll be looking after you, I’m your guardian now, so erm yeah.” Bertrand explained not knowing what to say or do. He removed his arm before escaping to the door just before he saw the silent tears shed down her face, again.
Venus looked at the door knowing its not Bertrand’s fault. He had hardly any experience with girls or teenagers. Venus wiped away the tears before pacing to the rucksack on the floor. Wondering what Bertrand had brought her, she pulled open the bag. She removed some of her possessions, mainly the necessities. Hair brush, toothbrush, clothes, some jewellery, underwear ect. After removing the essentials, she released he hadn’t packed her any bras. Sighing, she knew he wouldn’t go anywhere near private things, she knew she’d have to go back to the manor. Sighing once again she got ready and changed it a pair of grey skinny jeans, red and black high top converse and a red t-shirt and her leather jacket.
Walking out of the door, she was bumped into by a small cute boy. “Hi. Who are you?” he said confidently.
“Erm…I’m Venus, Venus Godric…..” she said not sure what to say.
“I’m Wolfie.” he said placing his small hand in Venus’s, shaking it, then running off again. Venus shook her head a little surprised. Carrying on down the corridor wondering what was going to happened next.
Suddenly realising she had know idea where she was going, she decided to turn back and go and see Vlad. She gently knocked on the door and walked in when she heard him shout come in. Shutting the door behind her, she turned to see him sat in his coffin with a book in hand, Aramaic written on the cover. Looking up from his, he jumped a little when he saw Venus standing there, awkwardly. “Hello.” He squeaked, he quickly coughed to clear his throat before trying to give a manly ’Hey’.
Venus giggled a little as her hand covered her mouth, trying not to let it out. Vlad smiled at the sound of it. He looked her over, then realised he shouldn’t have. He couldn’t help but awe at her beauty.
‘Pull yourself together,’ he thought, ’ Your so weak when it comes to pretty girls.’ Pulling himself together, he quickly put down his book. “I was wondering if you could show me around, I don’t know my way. I mean, you don’t have to if your busy. I mean looked like you were really concentrating on that book. I could always find Bertrand. He’ll show me around if you want.” Venus stopped her nervous rambling noticing the amused look on Vlad face. “Sure, but you only had to ask.” he said seeing the embarrassed look on her face. He jumped out of the coffin and opened the door. “Ladies first.”
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They had nearly finished looking around the school, Venus had seen every room but two. The main room and the training room. They had gone past the training room but Venus wasn’t allowed in on Bertrand’s orders. Venus respected Vlad that he follows orders wisely. They were just outside the main room as the sun began to rise. Stood side by side, they gazed out of the window watching the dawn break. “I loved the sun. Me and Lucius would always go outside. Mother and father would just watch out of the window to make sure we were safe.” Venus said sighing. “Was Lucius your brother?” Vlad asked.
“Yes, he was only 12 years old. Took after Bertrand. They looked exactly a like, but little Lucius had my mother’s spirit and personality and father’s brains.” she answered.
“I’m sorry.” he simply repiled.
“It’s okay, I got to start getting over it. I need to be stronger. Anyway what about you?”
“Well, I loved the sunshine too. We first lived in Transleyvania, the whole family. Me, Ingrid, Mum and Dad. Then mum ran away with some werewolf. Then we got chanced out by slayer and moved to Stokely, down south. I liked my life there. I only had one best friend, his name was Robin and we went to school together and stuff. He was normal, well not exactly normal. He was a breather that was in love with the idea of becoming a vampire, were as I was a vampire and hated the idea. Anyway lots of stuff happened, lots of trouble and mishap. And then, one day-” Vlad was cut off to a sound coming from inside the main room.
“What was that?” Venus asked curiously.
“Dad, he must be back. Come on time for you to meet the famous Count Dracula.” he said miserably gently pushing her to the door
“What!?! Wait, what if he doesn’t like me?” she shout-whispered.
“Well, he’ll accept you better than he did Erin.”
“Erin, who’s Erin?” she said.
“I’ll explain later.” Vlad sighed opening the door, his hand laying on the small of her back. Tingles ran down her spin, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. ‘Wow,’ she thought, ‘his hand is touching your back lightly and your already feeling things. Calm yourself down girl. This is not the time.’ She pushed her feelings away and glanced around the room.
It was a very gothic room with colours of black and red, typical vampire colours, just like her manor. Her gaze was pulled to a tall throne at the end of the room. On the throne sat Count Dracula himself.
This man was known across the world as the prince of darkness. This man was the centre of thousands of nightmares every night. This man caused some full grown men to shiver at the sound of his name. This man was known as evil. But from were she stood, this man didn’t live up to his name. He looked weak and frail, he was deathly pale, had wrinkly skin and straight thin black hair. He was tiredly stretched out on his throne, legs throw over the side, head back and eyes closed looking very tired.
“Dad-” his eyes snapped open, “this is Venus, Venus Godric. Bertrand’s niece.” Vlad explained.
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