Crimson Moon

Sadistic Prince

(Nyctdonia, Transylvania)

Dark skies surrounded by a thick fog of mist formed across the dark woods of Elmwood as a lightning rages along with it. A medieval-styled castle can be seen from beyond the thick trees of the forest hidden from the human eye. No one dares to venture the Dracula Castle where the dark prince resides with his two muses, Margaux and Margareth. For centuries, the castle remained standing while being shrouded by rumors and mystery. As the humankind progressed with their technology, Vladimir 'Vladislaus' Dracula's tale became obsolete and unbelievable until it was then regarded as a myth.

Feeling light-headed, Liliana woke up from her sleep and found herself waking up in a strange room which looks like an interior of a medieval castle. The bed she laid on was soft and warm. The fabric was made of silk and fine cotton. 'Where am I? What happened last night?' She held her hand against her face and then suddenly remembered a distinct scene which made her sprout out in horror. She touched her arm. She was certain that it was completely gnawed by a large wolf and was about to rip off but suprisingly, her arm was completely healed and the wound's trace was completely healed.

'What exactly happened after I passed out? I vaguely remember that... Someone came and... Something's coming...'

Liliana sensed a strong entity coming from outside the window. The windows of the room flung open from a strong howl of wind and from the outside, a mysterious figure of a man flew and landed in front of her.

"Greetings human... I am the master of this castle and the prince of darkness, ruler of all vampires in Transylvania. I am Count Vladimir 'Vladislaus' Dracula the one who had saved your life."

Liliana was suprised. The stranger sounded like a normal 20 year old person but there was one exception... It wasn't human... Vladimir stepped towards the bed and leaned himself while holding Liliana's chin.

"You sure look calm and composed after hearing that I'm a vampire. You're not afraid of me? Tell me, what's your name little girl?"

"I... I- I'm Liliana... Liliana Van Helsing."

Hearing Liliana's full name, Vladimir took his hand away and chuckled in amusement then afterwards forced Liliana on the bed with his body on top of her.

"Van Helsing huh... No wonder you're not afraid of me. You're a Van Helsing. Were you pretending to die back there in order to kill me?"

Vladimir's voice became distorted and his hands transmorphed into a monster-like form which dugged on both of Liliana's arms. Blood was spilling from her wound and Vladimir felt ecstatic wanting to suck the blood from her.

"I... I'm not from Transylvania..."

Snap. Vladimir snapped out of it. Van Helsings were usually from Transylvania and was dedicated to vampire hunting wanting to kill him for centuries but this woman. 'Is she telling the truth? There is one way to find out.'

Vladimir leaned even closer to her his breath made Liliana's skin crawl. Liliana could do nothing but accept her fate being a vampire's meal for breakfast. She closed her eyes as she felt Vladimir's fangs sink on her neck.

Vladimir felt new ecstacy. Something jolted inside of him that made him want to suck her blood more. 500 years ago, he vowed to stop drinking blood directly from the humans after falling in love deeply with a human girl. But it changes now. Liliana's blood turned his bloodlust on. While sucking her blood, Liliana's memories filled his head. It was some sort of a timeline but he confirmed that she was really not from Transylvania. By the end of the memory, something strange revealed itself. Two hands holding under the cursed blood moon... 'The fate has been decided... Two cursed ones will walk the path of darkness never to return to the light.' Seeing the revelation, Vladimir restrained himself and stopped drinking her blood. Liliana's face were turning beet red. She had never felt this new sensation before.

Vladimir sat up straight in the bed slowly licking off the remaining blood from the side of his mouth.

"You're delectable." he said as he showed his evil grin.

"It hurts... Vladimir..."

Liliana fainted as Vladimir caught her in his arms. The aroma of blood still lingers from her wound so he took initiative to use his ability to regenerate the wound as if it wasn't ever bitten. Vladimir has this ability. As the prince of darkness, he have acquired various knowledge about applying his regenerative ability to others.

He held her close towards his body while caressing her hair. Vladimir smelled it and was stunned. 'My thing is swelling up... Wait... I should've not been turned up right now. My libido... It's returning back.'

After tucking Liliana on the bed, he got up and rushed outside her room up to the living room. The two muses, Margareth and Margaux then greeted him with glee.

"Greetings, my lord."

Vladimir just waved his hand and the muses then rose up.

"Muses, I have a news to make."

"Surely it's a good news my lord."

"My libido returned."

The muses gasped. No female vampire ever turned on the prince of darkness. 500 years. It has been 500 years that it was sealed off and now it returned.

"But my lord, no vampire ever turned you on!"-Margareth

"It is impossible, my lord. We thought it'd be sealed forever. We waited 500 years." -Margaux

"It isn't returned by a vampire. I drank a blood of a human... A Van Helsing."

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(Council of Vampires, Sibiu Transylvania)

A person with a black cloak with a covered face walked straight into the hallways of a castle-like fortress. In the outside, humans perceived it as a ruined castle awaiting for collapse and was regarded as a danger zone but actually it is the base for the Council of Vampires in Sibiu, Transylvania.

The hooded man then entered a courtroom where the council of vampires seated in a calm manner.

From the right, Faustina Carrion, Balder Faust, Vivienne Scythe, Orlov Dravitski, the four principal members of the vampiric court.

The hooded man then presented himself in front of the Council and removed the hood covering his face.

"Narius Valentin. We demand your observation from Nyctdonia."-Vivienne

"There have been no unusual activities made by the dark lord however, last night during the blood moon, he saved a human apparently attacked by ravaging rebellious werewolves."-Narius

"Ridiculous! Those foul beasts never enter our territory, they dare enter our protected lands?"-Balder

"Rest assured Lord Balder, the matter had been already taken care of Lord Vladimir himself." -Narius

"He took the human by his wing? What does the lord want to do with the feeble human?"-Orlov

"Apparently he took a liking to that human when he learned that she's one of the Van Helsing's."-Narius

"Even more preposterous! How dare he take an archenemy under his wing!"-Faustina

"He is not protecting the human. He is feeding from her blood."-Narius

"Feeding. That sounds like him. He is truly the dark lord to be reckoned with."-Vivienne

"All hail lord Vladimir! All hail the name of Dracula!"

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(Nyctdonia, Transylvania)

"Please enjoy the feast. The lord wouldn't be joining you this morning since he has decided to sleep."-Margareth

A delicious feast of roast turkey, beef and other delicacies has been laid in front of Liliana. It's the first feast that she was about to have since arriving at Transylvania but compared to his grandmother's clam chowder, the chowder tastes better. She slowly chowed down on the food while tears started streaming from her eyes. She remembered the horrendous things that had happened with her the other day. It was terrifying and skin-crawling. She remembered her grandmother. She was certain that her grandmother had already died but she was grateful that she was still alive. If that vampire didn't save her, she would've been eaten by those wolves.

"Tell the lord I said thanks when he wakes up."-Liliana

Leaving the table, Liliana headed for her room. She reached for her pocket and found out that her phone wasn't there. 'Crap, I've left it at grandma's house.' She thought long and hard how to get an audience with the vampire that saved him.

'Maybe I should ask an audience with him... But it's difficult! Maybe he'll request drinking my blood or worst! Ah!!! I'm still not ready for it!'

Earlier she realized how she was turning beet red after being sucked by Vladimir. She felt embarrassed by it.

'Oh well... I'll just directly ask him when he wakes up.'

The sun had already descended and the sky glowed from peach to indigo until it was fully covered in darkness. A coffin laid still on a room lit with the light emanating from the candles. A while later, the coffin opens up and Vladimir sprang up from inside it and was surprised to see Liliana waiting for him sitting on the bed.

"Were you waiting for me to wake up?"-Vladimir

"Yes, actually... I want to ask an audience from you." -Liliana

"We're already having an audience aren't we? Tell me, what do you want?" -Vladimir

"I want to go back to the house and get my things. I don't want to wear these revealing clothes anymore. I want to wear something casual and comfortable."-Liliana

"Why? You're wearing them fine. With you big breas-"-Vladimir

"Please I don't want to hear about it. Let me just get my things."-Liliana

"I'll go with you. It's dangerous considering that rebellious werewolves are still on the vicinity. But first, let me have a taste..."-Vladimir