Dracula's Munchkin.

TWO.

Vlad POV.

A real war it turned out to be deaths on our side and theirs, we weren’t meant for this big of wars, some of mine were scared, they were afraid of the fight. The death was getting too much, I decided to send my little princess to a convent on our land it’s a bit away from the castle, the convent was on higher land, even higher than castle Dracul, it’s a safe place for my princess.

They don’t hit a convent, if they did the brothers there knows to take her and run, to keep her safe no matter what, it’s been over a month now, I haven’t seen or felt my princess. She’s in my head, in my imagination, and dreams.

It was another day in war, I was busy in the field, fighting, planning, talking, keeping the mans spirit up, until the news came in, it didn’t come by an pigeon like it usually does, this one was delivered to us in person.

Brother Evan was here, his clothes were filled with blood all over, he even had some wounds on his face, looking at him with worried eyes, he’s the most trusted brother in the coven, the one I trust the most Melina.

“Where’s she?” I ask him right away worried about her.

Evan just shakes his head not meeting my eyes, I try to shake him, to ask again where’s my princess, that’s when Evan eyes tear up, he never cries, he looks at me shaking his head again, his eyes pleading me to understand and not make him say the words, but he needed to say them, I needed to know!

“She’s…she’s…the princess is gone” Evan says making me scream in agony, I screamed, my soul was just tore in half, I lost my princess, the one who kept me sane, the one who I promised to keep her safe but failed to, I screamed my pain.

Hot tears went down my face, I was now on my knees, I had no idea how I came down here, but I did, I was feeling searing pain, but the death of my beloved wouldn’t go like this, wouldn’t go un-revenged.

“Evan I need to revenge her” I tell him, I need to find a way to have my revenge!

“Sir” Evan says, I wasn’t strong enough, we’re losing the fight but I wasn’t letting this pass, I wouldn’t, I couldn’t.

“Find me a way Evan! I need to avenge her Evan!” I yelled at my friend, Evan is someone I trust, someone who I count as a friend even if he’s just a brother in a coven while I’m a prince.

“My lord, it’s impossible, the thing you’re asking for” Evan says, but I wasn’t letting this go.

“Any price Evan, I’ll pay any price. I need my revenge” I say, I had no limit to my price, I’ll do anything.

“My lord” Evan says again but I stop him, I need a solution, I know he’s the one who can find me that solution.

Evan left me in the field and went to search me a solution, I waited for him, he’ll find it for me, one way or another, I waited, I screamed, I cursed, the enemies were too afraid of my screaming, of my pained howls. They knew I was going crazy, it’s either a crazy suicide mission or giving up, that’s what they thought, fools, I’ll never give up.

Two hours later I was still on the floor mourning my princess death, mourning the loss of my soul, mourning our love. That’s when Evan came back, that’s when he had my solution, his face was set in a firm scold, he was trying to change my mind but I wouldn’t.

“My lord, this isn’t the solution” he starts but I wasn’t listening to him.

“The solution Evan” I reply in firm voice.

“Summon a demon, ask for his power, pay the price” Evan says.

“How?” I ask right away.

“The price could be anything my lord” Evan says trying to hold me back.

“I don’t care” I reply, the need for revenge blinding my eyes.

“They could ask for your soul!” Evan says.

“I already lost it! I don’t care anymore Evan! Answer me!” I yell at him, I had enough with his rambling about my soul and other nonsense.

“You’ll have to summon it then, ask for the help and hope it doesn’t kill us all” Evan says with a sad face, it wasn’t the time for this, I didn’t care about his sad face.

“How” I ask, I never summoned a demon, nor have I ever bothered to try, I just to know how.

“You have to wait till the dark, burn a fire, offer you own blood and call his name” Evan says against his will.

The night wasn’t that far away, the sun is almost setting most of the day passed with me mourning and screaming, it’s a sad day in our land tonight, there’s no laugh, no happy smile nothing. We weren’t just in war anymore we are in war, mourning the loss of our princess and me losing my last brain cell.

When the time was there, I got the fire going on, I stood in front of the fire, my people have abandoned me, scared I’ve lost it after the death of the princess. I cut my own hand with my knife, offering the demon my blood, I had to call the name, it was a hard Latin name, I called for the demon and he answered.

Instead of the settle fire that was in front of me now stood a massive fire with smoke that looks like a shape of a creature with horns and a tail, the shape turned to me before a deep voice could be heard. It said some words, gibberish words, I couldn’t understand them, the figure looked at me again but this time talked in English.

“Vlad, house of Dracul, son of the devil” the voice says, it called me the wrong name but I no longer am the protector of the weak.

“You’re wish shall be granted, the strength of a million man, the speed of a hundred horse, you’ll become undefeatable but there’s a cost” the voice says.

“The price?” I ask ready to give everything now.

“The sun shall be forbidden for you, the thirst for human blood” the voice says, a small price to pay, I was about to agree.

“A curse, whoever falls in love with you shall die, you’ll forever live to search for her, but she’ll die” the voice says, joke on them, she already did.

“I agree” I say before I felt searing pain go through my body, through my veins and bones, until my heart stopped beating, until I stopped breathing and fell on the floor dead, before I rose again.

I could hear everything, the wind, the animals, the whisper of the night, looking up I can see everything too. I wasn’t a normal man anymore, walking on my feet felt different I was light and fast, I could sneak on anyone. My strength wasn’t normal anymore, I could break rocks with my bear hands, and my wounds healed. All of them old and new, the wounds healed, I stood up a new man bored to this world.

I no longer am, Prince Vlad, house of Dracul.

I’m Dracula, son of the devil, and I’m here to take my revenge from the one who hurt me and hurt my little princess. I would know no rest until Melina is avenged, the one who hurt her shall die a painful death.

Sometimes the world doesn’t a hero, it needs a monster.