Dracula's Munchkin.

FIVE.

Vlad POV.

The first hit hurt the worse, it made my heart stop, it made my world end, it made the whole earth stand still. But the other hits you take, they come slowly, they come painfully, they kill you but not in a fast or merciful death, it’s a long, painful torture, until there’s nothing left inside you.

Until I gave everything up, I gave my name up, I gave my tittle up, I gave my soul up, no correction, I lost my soul the day Milena died. But this new me, it lost it’s faith in the world, I became so desperate the monster inside me, the darkness, I wasn’t giving in except it was changing me, with every day that passed I lost another part of whom I really was.

Desperation it had the best of me, I decided to find her, there is no real science behind reincarnation, she could come back day later, years later, it could’ve been someone else. I had to search, for her, again and again, I had a new purpose on this earth, I had to find her, I knew I do.

I went around the world, looking for her grey eyes, I found no pattern, they weren’t always there, some were shy, others were bold. They all had her eyes, everywhere I went I searched for her, the world kept on changing, kept on moving until I finally had my end.

I couldn’t take that anymore, looking around, searching for someone, sometimes I’d find her, others I wouldn’t but every time I do try to change them they’d die. Some died right away, others die after the first day making me build hope before it crumbles underneath me.

Every time a girl would die, I’d lose hope until the next one came along, I’d have my dreams and hope built up yet again, it was a circle, I was stuck in the middle of this whole life, draining what’s left of my soul.

After many years of searching I decided to head back toward home, Milena was born and raised in Romania, if I’m ever going to find her reincarnation it’ll be there, in our mother land, the land we left away from the heart break.

That doesn’t mean I went back the same way I came in, I was a different person now, no longer riding horses, no longer wearing a knight clothes, but I had to go back, claim what’s mine yet again. Back to my castle, back to my land, where I belong, where I’m the king of my world, it’s my best bet on finding Milena again.

Going back wasn’t that easy, it took a big toll on me, on my already tired soul, when I made it there, my castle was still standing but it wasn’t empty like I left it, it wasn’t a standing up castle like I left it. My castle, my home, it was filled with some random intruders, people who took my home as theirs destroying my propriety, selling my things.

That got me extremely angry, I wasn’t one to forgive easily, I was the master of my home and I’m getting it back whether they like it or not. Asking nicely for them to leave didn’t work, I honestly tried to be nice my lord, but nice didn’t work.

I unleashed my anger, my furry on the intruders, I killed, I bite, I drank the blood of the unwanted guest, showing them who I really am, it didn’t go well with the humans around, they raged they tried to attack but I’ve lost all kind of remorse or humanity in me.

I didn’t let them get away with it, I killed even more, I showed the whole of Romania what kind of monster I became scaring them of me, now no one would dare touch me.

I took my castle back, I had my world back but I lost another part of me, I lost another part of my soul, this didn’t go unnoticed by me. I lost a part of me badly enough that even while asleep I couldn’t stand any kind of light, I needed the total darkness to be able to sleep.

My fangs they got even longer with the years, but after this whole procedure, it got even worse, my thirst for human blood, my thirst for my princess. I thought I was a monster before, but it was never as bad as now, Prince Vlad died yet again, what’s left is Dracula, spread the word and stay away from me and my castle.

I was happy to stay in my castle alone first, I was happy all alone. I was content for few decades until I felt the need to have her with me again, I saw her in every corner of the castle, I saw her phantom calling to me. I decided to search for her yet again but I wasn’t about to get out and search for her, I couldn’t do that, I couldn’t survive that, not again.

“I have an idea sir” Evan says, I look up at him, I’ve been sipping on my blood laced wine, enjoying the taste of wine still.

“Yes?” I say, when he doesn’t start talking right away.

“They are afraid of you, why not ask them for a girl” Evan says, the lack of human interaction made his sense of humor, crazy.

“You’re crazy my friend” I tell him, he’d lost it.

“Why not?” Evan asks, as if I need to explain these things up for him.

“What do I ask for a girl with grey eyes?” I say going with his craziness.

“Exactly” Evan says making me shake my head, he’s gone for sure.

The night went as usual, I was enjoying my book, books became a great companion along with Evan, the castle was back to it’s glory, we updated it to match our current time and style but it still held my taste of old things, antiques they call them now.

The next day, week, and even month was all normal until Evan made the new announcement of finding her, who’s the her he’s talking about, I had no idea about it. Maybe he found the love of his life finally, maybe it’s time he got settled down and find his soul mate.

“Should I say congrats?” I ask him?

“Well congrats for you sir, I found you a potential princess” Evan says making my heart miss a beat, even after I said no, even after all this time, the mention of a potential someone, it go my heart miss few beats, I want to see her, to meet her, to know if she’s the one for me.

“I see that got your attention sir” Evan says with a knowing smile, he knew I need this, I was okay going through this or any other option that might help me find her.

“Bring her in” I say, I didn’t care how I got her as long as I got her.

The girl who was brought later to my castle had the eyes, she had the grey color I missed so much, she was scared of me, of course she was, I was a monster, to everyone along the town and the whole of Romania.

I bit the girl, before I offered her my hand for some of my blood, she did take it like a good girl, my good girl, I sent her to a room to rest, she was okay. On day two she was still alive and good, we were talking together, until she headed to sleep, never waking up again.

That broke my heart yet again, I couldn’t help it, she was dead, every few years I’d ask Evan to get me a new girl with grey eyes. Sometimes every year, other every few years, I had no real need to see another girl die, until the emptiness inside me got too bad that I needed to have it again, to try and find her yet again.