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lovelyirony · 4 years ago

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@unfortunatelyevent a late birthday gift for you! special thanks to ava and peachy for giving me this idea :)

When Rhodey got accepted into MIT, he was fifteen, set to turn sixteen when he went there. His family held parties for it, his mama cried, and his dad called about every friend that he’d ever made to tell them the news that his boy was going to MIT.

Outwardly, you couldn’t tell that he was fazed by anything. He got registered for classes, signed up for a random roommate, and kept track of getting his textbooks. His dad bought him a crewneck, told him to start saving up for “the brass rat” ring, and said that he was so excited to help him move in.

Rhodey’s terrified. He doesn’t get sleep, has recurring nightmares about failing out, and he’s much younger than everyone else.

“You’re only two years younger, honey,” Mama says, her hand brushing away flour on his face as he helps her bake cookies. “It’s not gonna be that bad.”

It’s that bad.

Everyone knows more than him, no one talks to him, and he’s nervous as all hell.

He cries for two hours when his parents and his sister leave, telling him to remember to call or write. He thinks that’s the only thing that’ll keep him sane.

He’s one of the younger ones in his engineering class, and someone asked him why he’s taking such hard classes.

“Because this is...my major?” Rhodey answers, confusion written all over him.

“Oh, we thought you played basketball or something,” the other guy says, as if that’s all he can do.

Rhodey doesn’t say anything, doesn’t want them to know how much it burns to hear that, so he just nods and says his coordination is shit.

His roommate also hasn’t moved in yet. Or he has. He has. His name is Anthony, but Rhodey literally never sees him except for when he’s a blanket-burrito in his bed or when he traipses in from spending all night at a frat party or studying at the library.

They say hi to each other. Rhodey asks how things were. “Fine” is the usual response, followed by “I’m gonna go to bed.”

He’s never felt more alone.

He tries not to call his parents often. A lot of people get home-sick, right? But he doesn’t think that anyone else wants to call their parents every single day.

“So, what fun things have you been up to?” Dad asks over the phone. “My boy been partying out all night?”

“I’ve just been focusing on studying,” Rhodey mumbles. “Not a lot of time for parties.”

“Your roommate okay?” Mama asks. “What’s his name again...Anthony?”

“Yeah, he’s alright. I don’t see him much, he stays out late a lot.”

“Even on school nights?”

“Even then, mama,” Rhodey says. “Listen, I gotta head to lunch, but I’ll call you later this week?”

“Be sure it’s not on Friday, we’re headed to Jeanette’s band concert! We love you, Jim!”

“Love you too!” he responds, hoping to god they can’t tell how sad he is when their phone calls cut off. He misses his home, misses waking up to the smell of bacon and eggs in the morning, his mom kissing everyone’s foreheads as they rush out of the house to school or work.

He hates it here.

But he can’t leave.

His chest gets tight when he imagines calling his parents or telling them at a holiday party that he doesn’t want to go there anymore, he’s not ready.

Would his scholarship be guaranteed two years later? No. They would ask him why and he can’t tell them the real reason why. He can keep up with schoolwork no problem. In fact, that’s the least of his worries.

It’s just so goddamned lonely. His roommate isn’t anywhere, no one talks to him, and he doesn’t know anyone in Boston.

He walks back into the room, and Anthony’s sitting on his bed. It’s the first time he’s actually seen him.

His hair is everywhere, he’s looking at Rhodey for the first time and he looks so young. Just like him.

“Are you eighteen?” he blurts out. “You really don’t look like it.”

“I’m, um, sixteen,” Rhodey says. “And you...?”

“Fifteen,” he says quietly.

“You’re fifteen and you’ve been out every night?!”

“I’m mostly at the library!” Anthony defends. “Friday is for the partying, but mostly the library!”

“That’s good to know,” Rhodey says faintly.

“And you’re in college, why aren’t you going to parties with me?” Anthony asks.

“I don’t have time, Anthony!”

“No,” he says. “You are not calling me Anthony, that’s so stupid. Call me Tony, everyone does.”

“You know a lot of people at this school?”

“More like they know me,” Tony says with a shrug.

“How so?”

“What, you haven’t seen my dad on magazine covers or anything?”

“Uh...am I supposed to?” Rhodey asks. “He an actor or something?”

Tony snorts, pulling out a magazine that he’d obviously nabbed earlier on.

On the cover is Howard Stark.

Rhodey looks between Tony and the face on the cover.

“Oh. Shit.”

Tony cackles.

“Rhodey, I think I’m going to like you. How’d you get that nickname?”

“Wouldn’t stop following my older cousins around, they nicknamed me that as word-play off of ‘roadie’.”

Tony snorts.

“That’s so lame. I love it. Hey, listen. I gotta go get a book for one of my projects, you wanna come with me? I know that one of your classes needs a book, right?”

“Yeah, my writing class. Wants some biography.”

“Come on, let’s go.”

Tony...he’s a good conversationalist. For once since he’s gotten here, Rhodey isn’t letting the impending panic of being alone consume him. He walks easily instead of nearly on his toes around campus, and his eyes aren’t darting everywhere as Tony tells him about something stupid that happened in his early morning class.

“You know who you’re doing your biography assignment on?”

“Has to be someone who’s had a profound effect on your life. I don’t know who.”

“Scientist or what? What are you studying?”

“Aerospace engineering.”

“Holy shit, you’re smart,” Tony swears.

“Says the son of a genius billionaire.”

“Yeah but I don’t touch aerospace with a sixty foot pole,” Tony says. “Jesus, you’re incredible. How did you even know you wanted to do this?”

“I’ve always liked the myths and stuff behind space, and I liked how we discovered more and more over time,” Rhodey says. “The moon was cool as shit.”

“Or was it...faked?”

Rhodey shoots him a look, and Tony’s cackling.

“You did not.”

“Who knows? I come from a very rich families. Rich families buy politicians and also cover up every single scandal. Who knows what I know?”

Rhodey looks over at him, eyebrows raised.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Oh my dear,” Tony says, holding a hand to his chest. “You have so much more to learn about your new friend.”

Friend.

That makes him feel better.

He finds a book on Humphrey Bogart.

Bogart has not had a profound effect on his life at all. Ever. He’s never even seen a movie with the guy in it, although it’s the only book that he can find that looks remotely interesting and the library is about to close.

He reads about Bogart quite often. The guy’s...something. Grew up high society, his parents sucked, the typical Hollywood story.

Although he said exactly what was on his mind, which made him popular with the press and unpopular in the business.

It’s intriguing.

It kind of reminds him of Tony, honestly.

The paper itself isn’t due until the semester is over, and the book is over three hundred pages, so he has time to read it.

Tony and him become...closer. Tony hangs around the room more, and Rhodey stops being so lonely, although he still misses Philadelphia badly and calls his parents every week and occasionally talks to his sister.

He always gets a strange look from his roommate, but it never lasts for very long.

Finally, he gets a question from him.

“Why do you always call your parents?”

Rhodey looks at him in surprise.

“I...miss them?”

“Why?”

“They’re my parents. I love them. What, do you not like your parents?”

Tony blinks.

“Uh, no I love them. I guess. They’re just...busy a lot.”

Rhodey doesn’t say anything to that, doesn’t have time as Tony charges forth and asks if he wants to help him present a rocket for one of his clubs.

Halloween comes upon them quickly, and Rhodey has a gigantic test to study for the night of. Tony’s been trying to convince him to come to a costume party with him for the better part of a week, and he was so close until the professor sent out a letter that essentially said, “Surprise! Oops!”

So Tony does something unanticipated: he stays home.

Tony, the life of the party who wouldn’t miss one for the world. Tony, the one who has been talking about how much he loves Halloween parties. He misses it.

“Like you said, I probably don’t need to be at parties all the time,” Tony says. “And I can make you watch Dracula with me. You’re gonna like Lugosi.”

“Who the hell is Lugosi?”

“Oh my god, I’m making you do a monster-movie-marathon. I’ll rent every movie I can find.”

Rhodey shakes his head.

“Okay, but I probably won’t be paying attention tonight. I have to know the difference between a robust and gracile australopithecine.”

“One begins with ‘r’ and one begins with ‘g’, now come on and make the popcorn.”

Tony’s...the best part about him is that he’s himself. He’s loud and sometimes annoying and by god sometimes Rhodey wants to launch him out of a window, but Tony’s also incredibly kind and far more insightful than he ever wants to admit.

They fall asleep surrounded by candy wrappers and a blanket that was definitely too small slung over (mostly) Rhodey.

They get into a good routine, Tony and Rhodey. Rhodey brews the coffee, and Tony doctors it to his heart’s content. It involves a lot of syrups, creams, and sugars. The occasional terrible one, although everyone in Rhodey’s morning lab are jealous when they can smell his coffee.

They go to lunch together, and Rhodey gets the salads and fruits while Tony gets the slices of pizza or hamburgers that they’re so fond of. They argue about philosophy and call each other idiots while stealing the popcorn chicken off of each other’s plates and coexist peacefully.

It’s not until Tony has to leave for some conference that his parents want him at that Rhodey realizes just how much Tony has affected his life. He makes two coffees, almost calls out and asks if they’re still going to get takeout from that should-be-shut-down pizza parlor five blocks off, and realizes he’s all alone.

Again.

So he reads about Humphrey Bogart.

He’s kind of annoying, all things considered. Guy got steady work being the villain/bad-guy type and wants more. It’s steady, what more is there to want?

(His mind whispers that he just views it that way because he has no idea what he’s going to be doing in the future.)

Back to Bogart.

The guy is...kind of interesting. Kind of. He’s still not sure what he has in common with him. He’ll figure it out later. Maybe he can ask Tony for help.

Tony comes back in a whirlwind of emotion, almost all of it rage at his father.

Rhodey sends him a look.

“Shut up about how much your dad sucks and come with me to get food for the week. I had to survive off of hummus.”

“My hummus?!” Tony shrieks. “The garlic?!”

“Yes, I’ll get you more you gigantic baby,” Rhodey says. “Also, what do you think Humphrey Bogart and I have in common?”

“An h, an o, an e, and a y,” Tony answers quickly.

“Besides the letters,” Rhodey scowls.

“Well I’d say you go to different barbers.”

“No shit.”

Tony looks at him, and really looks at him. Rhodey tries to forget how much he loves his eyes, the kindness that’s in them.

"You both like important things,” Tony says. “And you commit to something when you decide you’re going to do it. Just think of the Great Burrito Event of ‘89.”

“We’re still in ‘89, genius.”

“Exactly, still important and still making history as we’re currently living it a day at a time,” Tony says. “Now come on, I need more hummus since you were a monster and attacked the fridge. What, you wanted to be Godzilla for a day?”

"Not Godzilla, just have a power dynamic. Come on, grab the keys. Missed you this weekend.”

“Aw, you do care!” Tony cheers.

“I always care about you,” Rhodey answers.

He misses Tony stilling at the door, feeling the words circle his head like a damned message from Cupid.

(Yeah, he was going to marry Rhodey.)

The holiday season and finals season coexist, which Rhodey thinks is a cruel joke played by God in order to let mortals know where their influence lies.

He’s currently on his fifth cup of coffee in five hours which is most likely dangerous, unsure of if he’s actually seeing the correct numbers on his study guide, and about to blow a gasket if he looks at one more problem. But he has to.

Tony doesn’t study.

He’s of the rare sort that just...remembers, at least when it comes to his important classes. Out of everything he’s had to study, Tony actually had to study something about wine cellars in France, which he hated.

“I’m making you come with me to get ice cream.”

“I don’t have time.”

He’s about to tear his hair out. Everything is riding on these exams, it seems. If he doesn’t do well on these, what are Mama and Dad gonna say when he comes home? What are they going to tell people? He made it to MIT, but he has to make it count.

Tony is looking at him in that way that lets him know that he will get his way.

“You’ve been studying for six hours straight. You’re not gonna learn anything new, and you’re about to cry because you hate stats so much.”

“You’re wrong.”

“You literally have a tear streaming down your face,” Tony deadpans. He crosses the room, wipes it away with his thumb. “Your coat is at the table towards the front, I’m giving you five minutes. And for the love of god, please put on your cologne. You smell like anxiety and anger.”

“Those have scents?”

“Apparently so.”

The cold breeze is a refreshing slap to the face as he walks, hat tugged low.

“It’s cold enough, why do you need ice cream?” Rhodey asks, teeth chattering.

“Never too cold for ice cream.”

“Says the boy who vacations in Malibu for Christmas.”

“Told you that you could come. Not like Howard would notice.”

“I’d rather not take that chance. Besides, I’d miss a Philadelphia Christmas.”

“That a movie or something?”

“No, it’s where I live you son of a bitch,” Rhodey teases.

“I hate you,” Tony says, no real heat clipped to his tone. It’s a back-and-forth they have, all this name-calling and accusatory behavior. “I’m going to request a new roommate next year.”

“Like they’d stick you with anyone else. Or would anyone else cover for the seven fires you’ve nearly started this year?”

“Six out of seven wouldn’t have been fires.”

“They would’ve.”

“Says the man who doesn’t work at all with fire, but with graph paper. Do want your Christmas gift to be a pocket-protector, by the way?”

“Oh fuck you.”

“You wish,” Tony says, winking.

He gets peanut butter chocolate.

When they get home, he makes a bowl for Rhodey.

“Your tests aren’t until noon tomorrow. Get some sleep, babe.”

“And what, you’re going to get some too, honey?”

(Pet names are also a thing. And also more favorable to both, although neither knows the other’s thoughts on this subject.)

Tony grins.

“You want both of us to sleep?”

Rhodey and Tony have figured out a nifty trick: soap operas or Seinfeld. Whichever one is on, they’ll watch that and fall asleep on the futon, which should be as uncomfortable as any futon is.

(They both think the temporary backaches are worth it to be in each other’s arms.)

Tony drifts to sleep, although he makes sure that Rhodey’s first. He pulls him over to his side, head resting on his thigh.

“You this forward with every guy you bring home?”

"Only the cute ones,” Tony grins. “Come on, get comfy. You’re gonna get sleepy.”

“Like hell I am,” Rhodey says. “You’re gonna fall asleep...first.”

Rhodey falls asleep first. Mouth slightly agape, eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks.

“Like hell you are,” Tony murmurs, adjusting the blankets. (They’ve upgraded to fancy hotel ones that Tony may or may not have stolen.)

Rhodey will be okay. He just has to convince himself first.

#i saw a post that was like 'we never get to see rhodey panic about college and so here it is #rhodey #this drew HEAVILY from my freshman year of college #god what an experience #lovelyirony writes #also my dear i am so sorry that this is coming to you so late #time and inspiration got away from me #rhodeytony #tony stark #mit era #rhodey and tony at mit #college au #unfortunatelyevent

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bard-of-worlds · 4 years ago

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The Beginning in Kalos CH1

"We must tell the master we've found them!" A voice cried as two figures in black robes ran down a hallway lit by torches. The one is the lead was older than the other, with a look of fierce concentration as he carried a printout. At last we found them, after all those years of nothing and finally, we found them! The older man thought as he ran a look of fanatic pride on his face.

“Old man wait, let’s think this through if you’re wrong…” The younger one trailed as the one leading the way stopped and spun to face him. Old fool! He’s going to get us both killed at this rate! The chance that he’s right is so small that I don’t want to tell the master and have him kills us, him for being wrong and me for not stopping him! The younger thought before stopping as the older man turned to glare at him.

“I was here when the young lord was born. I saw her face as she held him to our master. I was here when we were attacked by those bastards and the queen and the young master disappeared, when that whore interrupted the lady’s teleport and stole them from their rightful place. I KNOW their faces! This is them!” He snarled as the younger back away in fear.

“Fine, on your head is it if you’re wrong.” He said he put his hands up to calm his older comrade down.

"To think this happened because of one single report." The younger man mused to himself as they rounded a corner and rushed down the hallway.

"And for what reason have you two fools decided to bother our lord?" A sensual voice purred as a pale woman dressed in a red dress that showed off her hourglass figure, twin slits on her dress exposing long white stocking clad legs and high heels who intercepted them. Her lips were painted a blood red, a bang of her blond hair covering her left eye while the rest of it stops at the small of her back. Her right eye blazed red in the gloom, the crimson eye shadow on her eyelids enhance her glare. On her ears were pure black diamonds; while around her neck was a Keystone on a black metal rose. While a pitch black Tyranitar stood by her right, a Houndoom with a crown with red stones on it and a collar with a black stone in it stood to her left; both had a sneer on their faces as they faced down the two men.

"We've found the young master and his mother Lady Camilla. We literally found them while seeing if the current champion would be a problem in the future." The Elder said with emotions and a hint of madness in his eyes.

“So you think you found them this time old one?” Camilla said softly with a hint of exasperation in her voice as her two Pokémon trading looks with each other. They had thought they had found those they lost before, always one thing would lead to a disappointments and failure before, but both hoped that their trainer’s sister had been found with her son.

“May I die the death of traitors and fools if I’m wrong about this, but by the Creator this is them!” The elder cried with a look of madness about him. Camilla looked at him and turned towards the younger man who looked at her with an apologetic look and an expression that said he didn’t believe what his comrade had found.

“If you’re wrong I might send you to the hospital for a mental reevaluation, but let’s see your proof first before I do anything.” Camilla said with a sigh and a look was shared with her Tyranitar as she rolled her eyes, she and her team had dealt with many fanatics both within their forces and without, but if this fool was wrong and bothered their master, he might be killed, especially since it was so close to the anniversary of the Invasion.

With a deranged smile on his face he showed her the printout, a boy with a Pikachu on his shoulder, a Mr. Mime and a brown haired woman walking out of a restaurant. When Camilla saw the face of the woman her face lost what color she had. That’s Delia… that has to be her, after so long we found them! She thought as she got control of her emotions and turning her head she gestured to her Tyranitar to open the doors behind her, before she led the two of them and her Pokémon through the doors.

They entered into a touch lite throne room, paintings in lining the walls of a two teenagers, a man and woman together the man dressed in formal suit, the face of the woman was covered by shadows but the painting showed her wearing a dress which complimented her figure, on her shoulder was a white Zubat and a Poochyena sat next to the man, a grin on its face. At the end of the throne room a man in a fine suit sat upon the throne, his face in shadows with a Mightyena curled up next to the him with its eyes closed while a white Crobat was hanging above an empty throne next to the man

"Why have you disturbed my rest?" A voice echoed from the throne, the dark type opened its eyes to glare at the party as they dropped to their knees before its master.

"We might have finally found your family my lord." Camilla said, her voice caring not a trace of her emotions. As soon as she finished speaking a wave of force seemed to press down upon them as the man's eyes focused all his attention upon the figures before him.

"You have found my son and my queen?" The voice spoke slowly with a hint of anger and rage if they were lying to him. Camilla glared at the two behind her and older one moved forward and began to speak.

"My lord; awhile back while checking the results of the previous Kanto Tournaments I discovered an… incident accrued during one of them, one of the trainers had been kidnapped and barely made it to his match, sadly he lost the match because his Pokémon were exhausted before the battle could even begin. Wanting to find out if THEY were involved I took it upon myself to look into both trainers bios, the victor’s was nothing out of the ordinary, nothing that led to any of them, so I put his opponent on a low priority and only received the report a few days later, an average trainer at his first league tournament but checking his legal history, I saw something that concerned me. He came into being a few months after the attack; his place of birth was recorded as unknown in all the record the agents I sent could find. Thinking that he was one of the enemy’s agents who took a dive for some reason, I sent agents to find out more about him. My lord, what he has done, his accomplishments were such that I thought to mark him as either a possible recruit or a massive threat to your goals, but that changed when I discovered he and his mother had a part in the mass Unown incident in Johto. I was finally able to track down footage of the event and finally saw his face, both his and his mothers’. Final research leaves no doubt in my mind; they are your missing family. Please m’lord, you must only see their faces…" The man reached out holding the printout and the Crobat swooped down, grabbed the picture and dropped it into the hands of the man on the throne who looked at it and the pressure disappeared, releasing the people before the throne.

"And what name has my beloved answered to these long years?" The figure said as he stood up and walked toward the doors the Crobat gliding to rest on his shoulder as the Mightyena walked behind him as his masters followers hurried after them.

"Ketchum, my lord, your Queen and son have live under the name Ketchum. And the impact he has made without his abilities is… remarkable is the only word that could be used. He rode and saved the Beast of the Sea, he saved the Master of the Sky and this was only what we could find proof of. It is amazing that one person could have such an impact on the world without more people knowing." The older man said as he hurried to match his lords’ stride.

"Not to mention the number of hearts he charmed." The younger one muttered under his breath not noticing that his master had stopped and turned and looked at him until he heard the Mightyena’s growl at him.

"How many young ladies are after my son?" His master enquired as the two Pokémon he was with glared at the fool for his comment. The young fool began to sweet as he saw the looks the Elder and Lady Camilla and her Pokémon were sending him he knew he had to tread carefully, what he didn’t need was for his superiors to be too mad at him.

"Many my lord. From Kanto to Sinnoh your child has charmed and drawn to him the love of many maidens though from what the report says, and he even has a modest fan club. Through he seems to not notice what they feel for him." He trailed off as he saw his master's expression start to darken and his eyes to grow hard.

"Camilla, at your discretion you are to redirect any assets in Kanto to my beloveds current residence. They are to send back a detailed report on her daily activities, her Pokémon and her health. Find where my son is and send Lilith to follow him." Their mastered command as he resumed his walk, prompting the three beings to share a look between themselves before following him.

"Lilith my lord? Out of all the people in your command, you wish to send my apprentice? Her age alone; not to mention her lack of experience off our land..." Camilla trailed off as she followed along behind him when the Mightyena looked at her over its shoulder.

"She is to scan my son to see if he anything beyond his natural abilities as my son were taken from him. She is to be sent because her team will let her play whatever role she will need to interact with him. She is to be sent because she is young, loyal and your best student in recent years. And have a Mystic meet the assets before they move to my love’s town; I want to know everything so I may regain those who were taking from me. Camilla, call the other Elites to the castle, all fast reaction squads are on standby for deployment as needed, all patrols are to be doubled for the foreseeable future." He ordered as he walked onto a balcony and the Mightyena came to a halt at the doors while the Crobat landed on the railings before him.

"By your will and command, Lord Dracula!" His followers uttered as they left to carry out his orders. Camellia stayed behind for a few seconds, not moving until her master spoke.

“Is there something you need to say Camellia?” He asked as he looked at the moon.

“My lord….Vlad. This doesn’t make sense, why would they let her go without someone watching her, why let Ashura travel, why take him in the first place?” Camellia asked as Vlad gripped the railing.

“All things that went through my mind, nothing that I can think of is good.” Vlad said. Camellia sighed and nodded her head.

“Could the intelligence we’ve gotten over the years be truth, they are divided?” Camellia asked as Vlad sighed. If that is true then what plan are those two a part of to let them move about, what are they after? He thought as he looked at the moon.

“Look into that, but for now just do what I ordered, if you find out anything….well you know what to do.” Vlad said prompting Camellia to bow and walk away; leaving him with his Crobat who cooed at him. Smiling at it Vlad rubbed its head, causing it to smile at its trainer before Vlad looked up at the moon overhead.

"My beloved, soon after so long, you and our son will be with me again, and then they will know the rage of the old, the wraith of those it sought to destroy and condemn to oblivion. My son I swear" He uttered as he looked down upon both Pokémon and humanoids battling or training in his courtyard, his army readying for war.

Where could that girl be, I have to find her soon. Still it was lucky that I already had a few people in Kanto near Pallet, within hours we’ll know what to do about the Prince. Camila thought as she walked out the castle, a clock around her to guard her from the cold. Lilith had not been in the chambers her student/apprenticeship status gave her, given that she hadn’t gone on a Quest or an expedition for a new Pokémon or a competition earlier in the day, so she was probably with her friends. The children of Aura might be powerful but when they wanted to play, they were quite excessive about it. Swiftly moving through the town she noticed a few fliers for a party at a restaurant, a celebration in honor of the Founding Day, knowing Lilith she would have been dragged there by that cousin of hers to find someone. At the edge of the street that led to the restaurant she stopped for a minute, memories flowing before her eyes.

“Come on Cammy, Mrs. Lunaras said she’d finally teach us how to get that spice mix right today!”

“Delia, didn’t you say you’d drag your brother instead of me next time Mrs. Luaras has a new class!?”

“I WAS! BUT THAT LITTLE BRAT FINISHED HIS SHOCKER SEAL!”

“SO I WAS YOUR SECOND CHOICE?!?” A brown haired female teenage in a black shirt and tights pulled a blond girl with a scowl on her face in the same outfit down the street.

A smile formed on her face as the memories faded. That had led to the events where the two of them had gotten their partner’s eggs, showing that once again D had started a chain of events that ended with an adventure and danger, their teenage years together in a nutshell. But if not for those adventures, she wouldn’t be who she was and D wouldn’t have fallen in love with him.

“Don’t worry D, you’ll be home soon.” Camilla said as a blood tear dropped down her face as she walked into the restaurant. Letting her eyes scan the crowded room, she finally noticed a table in the corner, a Lycanroc Midnight form with sunglass on, Lilith’s cousin’s partner. Time to breakup this party, time to give her student her marching orders, take her to the gate to the plane she had ordered ready when she left the castle, time to take a chance.

A girl with red and white streaks in her black hair in a modest black dress with purple lipstick and eye shadow leaned back and pushed out her breasts and smiled at a male survivor who walked away with a blush on his face as her a red humanoid wolf like Pokémon giggled. It had red fur on its body with the section of its face which was white with a mane of fur over its back and shoulders sweeping forward to form a crescent moon over its face with two claw shaped rocks pocking out of the mane just below its shoulders on both sides of its body. Next to them a figure in a concealing cloak just shook their head.

“Felicity, do you have to flirt with every waiter here?” The figure asked as Felicity smirked at them as the Lycanroc grinned and chuckled.

“What can I say cousin, if ya got it work it! And besides, not everyone have boys throwing themselves at them.” Felicity said only for the cloaked figure to laugh darkly as they shook their head.

“If you know anyway to take him for yourself please, but I know you won’t like it to long.” The figure said as Camellia walked towards them from behind them. Felicity put a finger on her cheek and thought for a few seconds before she nodded at her cousin.

“You know you might be right. Want to think up a way to get someone else onto his radar?” Felicity asked before Camellia cleared her throat.

“That conversation can happen at a later date girls; I need to talk to my apprentice.” Camellia cut in causing all three people and Pokémon to turn and saw her, a smile on Felicity’s face as they saw Camellia.

“Teacher, what’s wrong?” The figure asked as Camellia sat down at the table.

“Yeah Milady, what’s up? It’s Founding Day, what’s the worst that you could need my cuzz for?” Felicity asked as Camellia handed a letter and to the cloaked figure.

“You need to head to the airport now; you can get what you need there if you need anything at all. Once you’re there and ready Flight 003 will take you where you need to go, the details are in the envelope, only open it once you’re airborne.” Camellia said as Felicity whistled as the cloaked figure got up.

“This is that important teacher that the mission needs this level of secrecy?” The figure asked as Camellia nodded her head.

“If she needs back up or someone to send a message I’m it, got it Lady Camellia?” Felicity said as Camellia turned and sighed before nodding. “Great! Good luck cousin, hope I’ll see you when you come back!” Felicity said as the cloaked got up and hugged her before moving through the restaurant towards the street.

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Ash opened his eyes and tried to remember where he was. He stood up looked around, wondering where he was and how he had gotten there. He seemed to be in a castle of some kind, and it was night, the moon was shining through a window to his right. The last thing he remembered was going towards his home; he had just gotten back from Unova and could see his mom in the distance. He moved his arm and went still, what the hell was he wearing!? He had on a black suit and pants, his sword, shield and Pokeballs were missing and he couldn’t see Pikachu and anywhere around him. He saw a light in the distance and walked towards it. Well here I go again, knocked out and lost with no weapon and none of my team, I wonder what the story behind this is. And of course there’s a light for me to go to, a trap but I so love to break them and make those idiots that try to hold me down curse their life choices. At least I might learn where I am and hopeful where my Pokémon are. He thought as he started walking until he reached the open door the light came from and walked through onto the right side of the top of a two sided grand staircase at the end of an entrance hall with statues of knights in full armor holding shields and upright spears. Ash walked down the stairs when suddenly he stopped when he reach the landing, he wasn’t alone. He noticed a shadow falling out of the door on the top left side of the stairs and wondered if this person was who had brought him where ever he was.

“All right, who’s there? I might not have my weapon or partner, but I won’t go down easy!” He called out to the figure casting the shadow. He was met with a laugh that sounded feminine, had an edge that made him feel warm, strange and sounded familiar. Where have I heard this voice, wait that’s! Ash thought as he went still and realized just from who he had heard that a laugh like that before.

“Misty, Misty is that you?!” Ash cried as he ran up the stairs towards the shadow, only to see it disappear. He ran through the doorway and notices a door closing farther down the hallway. How had she run that fast, I know she was in good shape but when did she get that fast. Ash thought as he approached the doorway he had seen. He opened the door and walked into a colossal library that took up three levels. He looked at the book cases and saw the section he had entered near was titled ‘Legends of The World’. He walked towards the books and ran a hand over the titles, marveling at the collection he was before. Looking around he saw rows of books from every subject from History to Zoology. Looking through the ‘Legends’ section he saw everything from books on ancient cities lost to time to folklore from varies regions.

“This is amazing, texts from every region, all grouped by subject matter. This is just….Wow, just wow. The size of this collection, this is just amazing, the number of books and subjects. Man, May would love this.” Ash marveled as he looked around. Ever since she hatched Manaphy, she’s been looking into this stuff whenever we hit a Center, and she took on quite a few quests to get access to tomes like this, I wonder just how many you’d have to do just to learn about half of this. Ash thought as he walked towards a railing next to a spiral staircase. A book was on a table near a chair that was and he looked at it and noticed that Dr. Eve had written it, its title was ‘A Discovered History of Pokémopolis’. I remember that, the first time I fought something that wasn’t alive. Wished it was the last through.

“You know I loved Dr. Eve’s tome on Pokémopolis, it was amazing and she had left a dedication to a ‘Trainer with a Pikachu who saved my life’, that wouldn’t have been you was it Ash?” A voice purred from below made him stop cold, she sounded different but that was May, why was she here too?!

“May? May what the hell are you doing here?!” Ash called as he ran down the stairs, a melodies laugh was his only replay until he noticed a shadow passing through a doorway deeper into the castle. He paused before moving after the shadow, his thoughts racing as he stood there. May’s here too?! And what was wrong with her voice, it sounded different then the last time I heard from her. And the way she said my name, I I liked how she said it, what’s wrong with me? Ash shook his head and moved towards the door and followed after his friend, hoping to find out what was happening here.

Ash left the library and entered a hallway that had a single doorway at the opposite end. He walked through the darkened corridor and stopped at the doorway, he looked around, trying to find any other way to go then the one he had been led down, seeing nowhere else he could go, he opened the door and entered the room beyond.

He came into what looks like a design studio of some kind; manikins of both humans and Pokémon were all around with a half-finished dress on a Buneary manikin and a black dress on a human manikin. He saw the dress showed off the top of the manikin’s breasts and had a slit on the right side from the thigh to the bottom. Ash walked to the human manikin and compared the shade of the dress with what he was wearing, frowning as he saw the shade matched. What does this mean; is there a connection to these cloths and why I’m here? Is this like that time in Kanto when May was kidnapped by that scumbag? But why was I left in that hallway alone? It would make more sense if it was a dungeon or a jail of some kind and a recording for the scum to gloat. So what is this?

“You know Ash, since I met my sister and we talked about our interests and skills, the two of us decided to work together and make a brand. And how do you feel about us wearing our designs for the ceremony?” A feminine voice from the right caused Ash to turn sharply and move straight towards where the voice had come, hoping he would catch his friend this time.

“Dawn! Dawn where are you!? And what ceremony?!” Ash screamed as he charged through the door the voice had come from. This time it’s Dawn! Who do I run into next, Iris?! And what sister?! She’s an only child! Ash’s thoughts ran around in circles as he looked about for any signs of where she had gone he turned and saw a door was open farther down from where he was. He looked around the hallway, noticing closed door ways and an opened door that led into an Olympic size swimming pool with a waterfall feeding into the pool with a staircase leading to the top of the falls. Ash looked around and started to get confused. Okay Ash, think this through, So far you ‘found’ May in library that she would love, a design studio for fashion for Pokémon and humans where you heard Dawn and nearby you find a pool that Misty would love. What is this place, a dream home for my friends? Ash said as he walked along the pools edge, looking for anything that would give him a clue where to search next. He looked at the pool and noticed a trail of water leading towards a door and nodded, he would follow the water for now.

He followed the water through the door and down a hallway, stopping at a staircase. He looked around and with a sigh he walked up the stairs thinking he was ready for anything. The room he came into had a small space with a training dummy, a TV in front of a large couch and a glass door to a balcony which bathed the room in moonlight. Books on tactics, Pokémon, history and law were on a bookcase while a small table with six chairs with a few plates with food on them and glasses full of a red liquid. When Ash moved into the room an incredible aroma assaulted his noise, sniffing he tracked to the glasses and walked to the table where he robotically picked up one of the glasses. As he drank what was in the glass an incredible sweet flavor assaulted his tongue as he drank the liquid, Ash shock as the liquid hit his stomach. He dropped the cup which shattered on the floor and put his hands on the table and closed his eyes as a wave of contentment and heat rushed through his body, old aches he had lived with for years disappearing as his body shock. After about a minute his body stopped shaking and he opened his eyes as he panted and tried to center himself.

“What the hell was that; I feel incredible, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt so good before….wait, when were the lights turned on. They’re not.” Ash said as he looked around noticing that there wasn’t a source of light but suddenly he able to see as if the sun was out at noon. He suddenly noticed scents that led into the next room, for some reason the scents made him think of his friends. A cold watery scent that screamed Misty, a hot scent that made images of books and knowledge that seemed to be May, a scent of sweet and fabric that made him think of Dawn and two more scents that he couldn’t quite place. He followed them with his noise and looked at a door to the next room. He walked towards the door quietly and was just about to enter it when a feminine hand grabbed him and pulled him into the room and he crashed against a female body, Ash tried to react but before he could open his eyes he heard a voice.

“We were wondering when you’d get here Ash.” A seductive yet familiar sounding voice said as arms encircled him.

“May?” He asked as he tried to look towards the voice and was shocked when someone kissed him, a tongue being forced into his mouth. Ash pushed himself back and felt two pairs of arms grab his arms, blushing he felt two girls breasts pressed against his arms.

“Oh sister don’t keep Ash all to yourself sister, don’t forget to share.” Ash heard a seductive voice next to him speak as someone seemed to rub their face against his. Ash pushed back against the person holding him and opened his eyes, staring at what he saw. May and Dawn stood there both wearing a red and blue set of lacy bra and panties, both had crimson lipstick on and were looking at him with a look of hunger in their eyes that caused him to feel light headed as he felt his body react to what he was seeing.

“Like what you see Ash?” Dawn purred seductively as she and May moved towards him as he tried to get away.

“Dawn, May what are you two wearing?” Ash asked before he stared and felt a flash of heat as a May and Dawn giggled with a musical tone to it.

“Oh Ash, what matters is that we’ve finally been honest about how we feel about you and each other.” May said with a sensual purr to her voice as she speed her pace and moved to his side causing Ash to move to the right away from her as May and Dawn moved towards him with seductive grins on their faces.

Ash walked backwards and bumped into someone else who hugged him from behind. before he could react he heard giggles from the figure behind him, giggles that sounded like….!

“Don’t scare our Ash off so soon, our other sisters aren’t here yet.” Misty said as Ash turned and she locked their lips together and forced her tongue into his mouth. Ash pushed her off him and looked at her face, noticing her lips were painted a deep crimson and she looked at him with eyes that were filled with…desire? “Misty, where are we, what is this, what are you all doing?” Ash demanded, only for Misty to laugh, a laugh that caused a strange feeling of….desire to shoot through him as May and Dawn joined in.

“Why would it matter where we are?” May asked with a seductive purr to her voice from Misty’s right side.

“What this is it’s the fact that all of us have stopped lying to ourselves.” Dawn purred from Misty’s left side.

“What we are doing Ash, is being honest in the fact that all of us love you.” Misty declared as May and Dawn nodded as all three looked at him with a look of hunger in their eyes

“But where are we, this place what is it!” Ash demanded as he swallowed as he felt his heart beat faster as he listened to what they were saying.

“Don’t question it Ash, just enjoy the fact that we’re here and that we love you.” Misty murmured seductively before she kissed him on the lips before darting back as she moved one of her hands around his chest as she moved her head closer to his. “If you’ve ever felt anything for us, any feeling of love at all, then please kiss me my beloved.”

Ash’s eyes went wide at Misty’s declaration. This can’t be real, it can’t. but if it is then….! He thought before he closed his eyes pressed his body against Misty and kissed her back with force causing her to moan before she pulled away from him, her arms moving to hold the back of his neck, and he saw that Misty had on a ruby lacy bra and panties like May and Dawn. He was transfixed so much that he stared at her as May and Dawn came to his sides and hugged him, both of them planting kisses on his checks. Ash let himself be led towards a bed and Misty pushed him onto it as the girls climbed after him. As Dawn and May kissed him Misty looked towards the door Ash had been pulled through and smiled.

“Ahhhh sisters, there you are.” Misty’s words caused Ash to look towards the door, only able to see a flash of white and honey colored hair all he could see before his vision darkened and the room faded out.

“GAHH!!” Ash Ketchum cried as he woke from a…dream that he forgot as soon as his eyes opened but he remembered a feeling of…love and pleasure? He had been having dreams he couldn’t remember for a while now, they had started after the……Incident at the Tree of Beginnings when he had used his Aura. He had been feeling differently for a while now, he seemed to be able to think faster, and the headaches he had when he concentrated and tried to remember things he had tried to learn about seemed to be a lot easier to handle since then and he was begging to…notice the figures of his female acquaintances, sometimes he would dream of them in variances of Dawn’s outfit at the Wallace Coup still haunted some of his dreams. And whenever one of those dreams did happen…

Don’t tell me. Ash thought as he winced. He went still for a few seconds before he looked down his bed and saw the stains on it and sighed, so it had been one of those dreams, better clean it up, he was leaving for Kalos today anyway and putting his bedding away would help his mother, anything he could do to help around here was good as far as he was concurred.

“Pika?” His partner asked sleepily as Ash gathered up his blankets from where he slept on a pillow on the floor, after the second time Pikachu had fallen off the bed when they had returned to Pallet he had started to sleep on the ground.

“Just doing some light housework before we leave buddy, its’ still early so you can go back to sleep for another hour if you want. I’ll make sure you’re up for breakfast when it’s ready.” Ash reassured his Pokémon as he left his room. As he walked thought his house he tried to remember what he had dreamed about, he stopped abruptly when the last part of it flashed through his mind and he blushed and walked on.

“Like that would ever happen, like they would even have feelings for me with how childish I’ve acted.” Ash thought as he walked towards the laundry room.

After he put his laundry in the wash he walked down a hallway and stopped before the kitchen, putting his hand next to a picture of him and his mom at his first day of school. For years it had just been the two of them, but he wondered about his father, but he never found the answer. He remember what he knew of his mothers’ past, they had stumbled into Pallet with nothing but the clothes on her back and him in a carrier a few months old, barely past when he needed mother’s milk. People had decided after nothing had been found nearby that the they had been attacked by a frenzied Psychic type and her memories were shredded beyond the point of recovery, she had barely remembered their first names let alone where they had come from, and when no missing person or wreckage had been found anywhere nearby it was assumed that the frenzied Pokémon had hit them with a teleport as she tried to get them away from it after it had taken her memories. Thankfully old man Port had taken them in and they had discovered that she was a great cook, taking over the restaurant after he retired, and under her management it became one of the best in the region, restaurant chains trying for years to either get her to work or train their chiefs to her level or to steal her secrets.

Dad, where in the world are you, where do mom and I come from? He thought to himself as a tear went down his face. His mother’s memory problem had been a plague on their lives for years; the pain it caused her was something he hated with all his being. Sure she acted happy and upbeat most of the time, but whenever one of Pallet’s little traditions came around, she had such a look of hurt and regret that she had such a void of her own. They had tried to regain her memories by sessions with Psychics, both human and Pokémon, even Sabrina of the Saffron Gym had tried to help her as a favor for the help Ash had giving her, but to her complete surprise she had no luck unraveling a single memory. Sabrina had been apologetic about her failure, wondering as she left if a rabid Pokémon hadn’t attack them do to the way the mindscape had felt to her. Ash had been worried about that, so he had delayed his journey through the Unova region for a few days to spend them ‘training and studying’ when he had really done a quite circle of Pallet, using some tricks Jackie, a Pokémon Ranger he had befriended had showed him after the mess with Manaphy to see if anyone had been observing the town and his mom, he found nothing so he decided to head out again after telling Mr. Mime to be vigilant, but had been sidetracked with an Emergency Quest for trainers by the local police. He wondered sometime what had happened to them, what kind of life he could have been leading if his father was around, if his mother had her memories, if they were where she had started to make a life with his father. With a sigh he moves on, a bit further down the hall he saw the lights were on in the kitchen, she was probably awake then.

“Getting an early start Ash?” his mother smiled at him when he walked into the room and got the plates they would need down as she finished up, her job as the owner of Pallet House showing in her cooking.

“Eh, yeah I guess I’m a bit anxious to meet Alexa at the airport.” Ash said as he blushed as he set the table. I don’t want to tell mom anything about the dreams I’ve been having, the talk she gave me before I left the first time was nightmare inducing enough on its own, and then there’s what she says about the girls! I don’t need to give her any ammo to tease me! Ash thought as he looked anyway but at his mother. He saw Mr. Mime leave in the direction of his room with a nod to him, signaling that he was going for Pikachu, giving him a few minutes alone with his mother.

“Anything new happening at Pallet House mom? Any new hires or spies?” He enquired as she brought the food to the table and sat down across from him.

“Well Joan went on vacation about a week ago so she should be back in a few days from the Orange Islands, I asked her to stop by the farm there we get our oranges from to look over a few things and deliver some paperwork, much cheaper and more reliable than having to hire someone to do it. We took on a new girl an about your age named Albia, I think she wants to learn how to ‘cook from the best’ but she’s been edgy and skittish, she might be running from someone so I’m a bit worried. There is a new pretty boy whose been coming to the restaurant every day I’m on server duty for the last three weeks, I think he’s from Hoenn given his accent, maybe either trying to seduce me or spy, I haven’t decided if I act like he’s having any luck or act completely oblivious about it.” Delia giggled as she winked at Ash who sighed in exasperation at how his mother dealt with those people.

“And the last guy who tried to seduce you, has he gotten out of that Mental Institution yet? “ Ash asked with a smirk on his face as memories played behind his eyes.

“Poor Benny, who knew those Beedrills love onions so much, and that someone put onion extract into that shampoo and for his car to break down right next to the colony and wake them all up, that poor, poor man. But then maybe he shouldn’t have insulted the son of his employer.” Delia laughed as Ash joined her before putting some food in Pikachu’s dish as Mr. Mime led him in as they started their meal and put the local news on.

A few hours after the meal ended Ash finished his laundry, got his belongs together, grabbed his bag and walked toward the door with a confident walk. Each League he had challenged he had gotten farther than the one before. But then as long as he trained his team and kept his trust in them, they would always give it their best together.

His mother was waiting for him at the door, a proud smile on her face. Even though it had just been the two of them for years and yes, it had been hard, but they had created lives they could be proud of. Her son was such a good and loyal young man, always helping people even if he just met them. And he was so brave, jumping into danger to help people or Pokémon in need; he was just like his father when… As soon as that thought hit her she slumped against the wall as a terrible migraine hit her as her hands wrapped around her head.

“MOM!”

“PIKA PIKA!” Ash and Pikachu both cried as they ran for her. Ash grabbed her and led to a chair as Mr. Mime got a glass of water and her medicine; she gulped it down and moaned as she clutched her head.

“My book, I need my book.” She whimpered as she rubbed her forehead. Ash spared a look with Pikachu before he went to her room and returned with a journal that the local doctor had suggested she kept to write down what she could remember from her episodes, a way to keep hope. Opening to a page mark ‘V Husband’ she wrote down “brave and helps others“. She looked the book over after she had finished writing and rubbed ‘V Husband’. A single letter and still no idea of where he was, not a single thought about where she had come from beyond the words “Sea of”, “Moon’s Shadow” and “Time of Love”. But she didn’t keep those words in this book, awhile back she discovered that the book she wrote in didn’t have the invisible ink drawing she had doodled on the back. She had had gotten a few different invisible pens and over the years made marks on the back cover when no one was around, not even Mimmy or Ash knew about it, something that she felt was for the best for a reason she couldn’t explain or even think about without a triggering one of her bad attack.

“You know mom, I could stay a few days, and I could call Alexa and tell her I couldn’t make it. It wouldn’t affect my journey that much to hit it alone without an introduction to her sister. The airlines would let me change my flight to a latter one without too much trouble.” Ash began before his mother shook her head,

“Ash, no. I’ve dealt with attacks while you were gone before and Ginny is due back later today, I’ll be fine, I’m not on schedule for cooking or waitressing for a few days, I will be fine and Mimey will call Ginny and the Professor if anything happens.” Delia said as she smiled at her son, he always tried to take such care of her.

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At the edge of Pallet town in the trees a Weavile wearing a belt finished placing a long range camera pointing toward the Ketchum’s house. With a smirk on its face it finished tying it to the tree so it would have an unobstructed view of the front and path, everyone who came to visit would be seen and logged. The Weavile quickly climbed down the tree and knocked on the wood, signaling a nearby waiting Luxray and Zoroark wearing a collar around its neck with a camera on it that pointed in the direction of its head. Nodding to the Zoroark the Luxray took off into the shadows of the forests, dashing through the shade of the trees as the Zoroark formed an illusion around itself as it moved toward the road, heading down wind, ready to shadow Ash when he left. With a grin on its face the Weavile climbed back up to the tree, stopping when it reached a waiting Noctowl and a Haunter that were watching the house, the Weavil flashed them a smirk that was answered by a nod from the Noctowl and a chuckle from the Haunter before the Weavile climbed into a hollow in the tree where it closed its eyes to rest and wait for the signal for the next stage of the operation.

The Luxray ran through the shadows, dodging the local Pokémon until it reached a cabin at the edge of the wood where a man was sitting at a table, waiting for it. It stopped next to him; he had black hair and was wearing black slacks, a grey shirt with a camera around his neck. With a grin on his face, the man reached down and rubbed the Luxray under its chin before he reached for a laptop and checked the feed from the camera.

“Camera 1 is operational, we’ll know where the prince is going soon and once we have eyes and ears inside in a few days we’ll have the beginnings of a report for the boss thanks to this plan; you two have a nice lunch and bring me something nice.” He said as two women left the house behind him.

“Yeah ‘bro’, keep your shirt on, we’ll bring you back something, maybe some pasta?” The speaker was a woman with black hair in a ponytail that reached the small of her back, she wore a white tank top and black slacks with black flats on her feet, and she gave off an air of observation, like she knew everything about everything around her.

“See you later ‘daddy’.” A woman said with a sensual purr to her voice as she followed the first woman. She wore a tight strapless blue dress that went to her knees that complimented her figure and wore dark blue high heeled boots. She had on red lipstick and purple eye shadow above her blue eyes. She had an air of sophistication that seemed to be at odds with the woodlands, looking like she would be more at home an upper class ball.

“Shouldn’t you change before you call me that young lady?” The man said dryly as he looked at her, causing her to look down and give a small laugh as she sweet dropped. She snapped her right fingers and a black sphere covered her, when it faded a young girl under ten in a red dress that reached her knees with red boots stood in her place.

“Can I have spaghetti for lunch ‘Aunty Rachel’?” The false girl asked with a scratchy voice as she grabbed the ‘older’ woman hand and they walked to Pallet Town’s ‘downtown’.

“Well you have been a good girl lately for ‘daddy Tom’, Saph.” Rachel said with a laugh as she walked with a smirk on her face.

RWS Tom talking to Zor, seeing Ash leave and order to follow and

Tom watched them go and sighed

“Goodbye Mom, take care of yourself and please, go easy today.”

“Good luck Ash, don’t take to many risks! Well off we go Mimmey.”

Two voices echoed over the empty road and the hidden Zoroark smiled as it created an illusion of a shiny Pidgey landing on the roof of the house before it followed Ash. Within the forest the Noctowl saw the ‘Pidgey” land and gave a cry, which caused the Haunter to turn invisible and fly toward the house and the Weaviel to get out of the hollow. As the Noctowl took off, the Weavile jumped off the branch and grabbed the Flying-Type’s legs as the Owl Pokémon glided to the house as the Haunter reached the building and slipped inside. As the Noctowl started to hover out of sight of the road the Haunter appeared through the wall of the house and signaled to the chimney as the insertion point for the next stage of the operation. The Noctowl flew above it and dropped the Weavile onto the roof before it nodded to its partner, signaled it to keep watch and climbed down into the house. With the Haunters help it was simple to set up audio recorders far enough in the vents that they wouldn’t be seen and to slip hidden cameras in the kitchen, the living room and outside her bedroom, no need to get the boss mad about what was being recorded after all. Its job done, the Sharp Claw Pokémon climbed back up the chimney with the Haunter following, when they reached the roof the Weavile smirked at its flying partner, the job was done and went perfectly, time to get out and back to their base.

Zoroark paused when Ash stopped just beyond the hill, just far enough that they could no longer see Ash’s home over the horizon. Looking around to make sure no one was watching him he put two of his fingers into his mouth and made a sharp whistling sound that echoed off the trees. Zoroark was wondering when a sudden wind storm buffeted the area! Zoroak hunkered down and watched as a powerful looking large Pidgeot landed and Ash reached out and rubbed its throat as it purred.

“Hey girl, how’s the flock? Those bullies leaving you alone or have you had to throw that Fearow out of the air a few more times?” Ash asked as Pikachu grinned at its teammate.

“Pidgeot geot!” Pidgeot cried with a look of superiority as it looked down at its trainer, none of them noticing Zoroak watching from the tall grass.

“You’ve been handling it, great! Listen I know I usually stop in to check on you before I hit a new region but this time there’s more. The news said a hurricane was forming and it might come up the coast. Viridian is shielded by the mountains but Professor Oak’s will have all his barns open for the wild Pokémon as usual so I thought I should warn you first. Anyhow, how’s the watch been, nothing happening to my mom I should know about but she won’t tell me?” Ash asked as the Pidgeot shook its head and looked at its trainer. Ash hummed as he looked down and tried to think about everything.

“Good I guess. Then it’s the same as always, make sure that Mom and Mr. Mime don’t notice the lookouts you have watching the house and only intervene if you have too. Stay alive and keep flying and I’ll tell you all about how the region goes and the next time a tournament is near Pallet I’ll use you guys and we blow them away.” Ash promised as Pidgeot screeched in agreement before it took off. Ash watched it go and smiled before walking off, neither noticine the Zoroark following them. The as it moved quietly through the grass, the Zoroark pressed a button on its collar to transmit the data back to its trainer, its target was more then he appeared, this might be fun after all. Ash had been moving at a modest pace but it was easy to keep up and stay out of sight as long as it stayed downwind. All it had to do was stay close enough to get a look at where Ash went and get away without anyone noticing, with its skills it was so easy. When Ash reached the airport a copy of the man at the cabin stepped in after him quietly. Following Ash through the building, it noted that he was heading for the long distance travel section, was he going to Alola or Univa? It stopped when it saw Ash walk up to a woman in a chair by a door to the tarmac, and slowly move closer to eavesdrop on them.

“I was starting to worry you wouldn’t make it on time Ash.” The woman said as she smiled at him as a yellow lizard Pokémon looked on from a chair next to her.

“Alexa, hi. Sorry I’m a bit late; I had to take care of something that happened at home.” Ash said as he rubbed the back of his head with a small smile on his face.

“Well they had a little trouble here earlier, so boarding was delayed, so we’re not in trouble.” Alexa said as she grabbed a camera bag that was next to her.

“Trouble?” Ash inquired as he looked around, as the Zoroark paid more attention to the surroundings, both of them noticed the signs of a Pokémon battle or attack.

“What happened here?” Ash wondered out loud as he looked around, seeing cuts in the walls, holes in the ground and a few windows were broken open.

“They called themselves Team Gaia and…” Alexa started before Ash groaned and face palmed

“Not those idiots again! I thought that we had been taken care of them already!” Ash said as he rubbed his face.

“Let me guess, they attacked the planes because the noise is damaging to Pokémon? The airport’s on the burial grounds of a nomadic Pokémon group or something equally as stupid.” Ash moaned as Alexa looked at him in surprise at what he was saying.

“I’m guessing that you’ve met them before?” Alexa deadpanned as Ash sank into a chair and held his face.

“The number of Quests I’ve done in Pallet and Viridian that were the fault of those idiots is mind boggling. Eco-warriors; the Noble defenders of Pokémon? Ha, more like brain-dead fools who just want to be noticed! They caused so much trouble that about a year ago the local police chief finally had enough of them, gathered all the local trainers and set a bounty on them! I was part of the team called in and I helped the local Jenny on a raid on one of their ‘churches’, their leader started to monolog but Pikachu just shocked ‘em and knocked them out. For all their passion they were surprisingly easy to beat, I almost felt I had to pay Jenny for the Quest, not the other way around when everything was done.” Ash said as the call for boarding sounded over the speakers in the hallway.

“How about you tell me everything you know about them, I know a paper back home that would kill for an article like this. It’s one whose main following are law enforcement, so letting people know about them might be a good thing.” Alexa said as the two of them walked toward the airplane through the doors.

“Just call me Unknown Trained in the article and I would love to, I don’t want any of those fools to attack mom’s restaurant in retaliation to what I know about them.”

“Wait, your mom runs Pallet House?” Ash and Alexa conversed as they boarded the plane, never notice the ‘person’ who had been listening to their conversation.

The ‘man’ following Ash noted the plane’s company and number and slipped back out the front doors, slipped into the tall and within minutes a Zoroark, leaping into the trees, using the forest’s shadows and its illusions to mask its travel as it went to the cabin its trained had rented with her comrades.

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Back at the cabin Tom’s mouth was opened, staring at the screen in shock as he tried to get what he had just witnessed out of his head. This kid, he’s got a pack of wild Pokémon to protect his mother. I…. don’t know just how he got em but man do I have to give him props for that! He thought as he looked over the record from the camera feed from Zoroark and just shook his head as he tried to process what he just saw.

“I mean I’ve heard stories about the boss’s grandfather making alliances with wild packs, but this? I can’t even begin to understand how.” Tom said to himself as he shook himself to try and get his mind off what he had seen. He looked at the other cameras he had his team set up and sighed as he saw that so far nothing more then what he had seen over the last day was on them. So that explains the powerful Pidgy flock, still if he raised that Pidgeot to be that powerful then I can see why he’s a War Potential, somebody that strong has to be investigated so that we don’t have any troubles from him. He thought as he leaned back. “And to think I thought that nice cushy job in Saffron would be how I would spend the next few months.”

He got up when he heard the sounds of his Pokemon returning and smiled. “Give me a minutes gents, after all that work you did I think I’ll give you all a good meal. I really, really, hope the girls bring me back something.” He muttered as he walked towards the door to let them in, mentally going over the supplies of Pokémon food that they had.

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“This is delicious! You guys are so getting a 5 star rating from me.” The ‘young girl’ said with a grin as she ate the food before her. She and her aunt had entered the restaurant and after being led to a booth the waitress had asked if they were new comers to the area, since it was their first visit to the restaurant. They stuck to the cover story they had created; their party was a brother and sister with the brother’s daughter. He was a Pokémon Photographer and she was a writer, they were in the area to get some pictures of the local wild Pokémon for a book she was writing about the affect small towns have on wild Pokémon populations. Since it was the height of summer they decided to take his daughter with them, his wife might stop by from her job in Viridian City now and again for a date with her husband while they were in Pallet for the next month or two, depending on how lucky they were with the photos and her observations. After that the waitress had made small talk while she took their orders and left Rachel and Seph alone to let them watch the restaurant as they masked it with small talk about their ‘time apart’. The food was the important thing, the combination of spices used tasted like a home cooked meal in the Homeland, either their target was who Lady Camilla hoped or this was the biggest coincidence she had even tasted. After a while a woman with brown hair in a pink top with a purple long skirt trailed by a Mr. Mime walked in to greetings from both the staff and customers, their primary target had arrived.

“Afternoon Delia, you’re a bit later than normal and you’re a bit pale, you okay boss?” The greater asked as the two walked in.

“Everything is fine Amanda, I just saw Ash off but I had another of my attacks before he left.” Delia admitted with a weak smile.

“What attacks?” A female teen with brown hair in a bun dressed in a grey shirt skirt combo asked with a frown on her face as she carried a serving tray under her arm as she walked away from the outdoor tables.

“Remember the ‘medical’ problem we told you to watch out for with Delia, Albia?” Amanda said as she scowled.

“Problems our boss knows she could stay home and rest, we can handle this place without her here.” She continued as she looked at Delia with a scowl, Delia only laughed and smiled with her eyes closed as the others scowled at her.

“Amanda is making a bigger deal out of it then it is. Every so often I get migraines, they’re not too bad and I only get them once every few months. Oh, Ginny said she would stop by when she returns to the town, let her by when she comes in. Mimmy we made it so please head back home.” Delia said as she moved into the kitchen the girl following after her. The Mr. Mime shoot a sharp look at Amanda and left the building, no one notice that Saph’s eyes had flashed a solid black when Delia had entered, or that her grip on the table had tightened after and that she shoot a worried look at her ‘aunt’.

“Aunty didn’t you promise to bring back something for daddy?” Saph said as Rachel nodded at her.

“Yeah, and since tonight’s super is basically leftovers back at the house, how about we grab a few appetizers to make it nicer.” Rachel said as she smiled at her ‘niece’ who smiled back. The two of them didn’t notice the guarded looks Albia sent them before she went into the kitchen, the same look she had been giving them since they had come into the restaurant.

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Tom smiled as a Zoroark walked through the open door; with it back everyone deployed had accomplished their mission. With a smirk on its face letters formed before it, the information of the flight Ash had boarded.

“Okay, lets’ see where the ‘prince’ is going? Johto? Nay, he could have walked there or taken a bus. Unova then, its gotta be.” Tom muttered as he checked the airport’s webpage for the destination. When he found it, he jolted in his seat before he started too sweet. The girls are so gonna not like this, I just know it. He thought as he looked at his screen. Of all places it had to be that region. With a click and a few minutes to type up a report; he sent the information back home, the jet waiting would get the operative to the target’s destination ahead of him, but it had to be one of the “New Worlds”. Getting up he started to feed the pokemon, giving them a few treats for a job well done to get him mind off the data he had found.

Tom had just finished feeding the Pokémon and was checking the feed from the remote cameras when Rachel walked in holding a bag with Saph who returned to her older form and started to stalk around as her hands seemed to squeeze something in the air.

“I can’t believe it! No self-respecting student of Aura casting would ever create something so, so….so wrong!” Sapphire ranted as she walked back and forth. Rachel shared a look with Tom, seeing the worry she had reflected back at her as he shrugged.

“SAPPHIRE! You will control yourself and tell us what you saw.” Rachel said as she grabbed Sapphire’s arm to stop her. Sapphire looked back at the others looking around her and sighed, trying to get her emotions back under control before she started to explain.

“There are aura seals on her, from what I saw they are holding back her memories, if they hold back specific memories assorted either by word or years I couldn’t say, but they were only starting to break recently, the records show lady Delia was a power Caster so her abilities are probably fighting back against them, however the seals wouldn’t have lasted a month on a beginner, yet alone all these years! I can’t understand how they’re still active! I thought it was a drug that was affecting her, but seals like this?” Sapphire ranted as she sat down. Tom was worried, this seemed. A beep turned their attention to Tom’s laptop, with a clicks Tom had the camera in question on the screen to reveal a woman walking up to the Mr. Mime sweeping the front step.

“Woah, woah, who the hell are you lady?!” Tom cut in form where he was checked his laptop, noticing a figure walking toward the Ketchum residence.

“We got somebody coming into the Queen’s house, female, she’s commanding the Mime, tall, and she’s got auburn hair.” Tom said as the three of them and their Pokémon crowded around the laptop to watch the camera feed. The Mime Pokémon let in a woman in traveler’s cloths with auburn hair in a ponytail with a scar under her right eye walked to a small table and picked up a journal.

“That’s her! She was the bitch who attacked the Queen all those years ago during the Invasion! That scar on her check was from Lady Camilla’s whip when the tart escaped!” Sapphire spat as they saw the woman page through the journal, and upon finding the newest entry give a small chuckle.

“Those seals have to be strengthened to last so long? It has to be done by a caster, right? This bitch is a caster, right?” Tom said in a flat voice as the party watched the woman take out her own book and make a few notes before putting the journal back from where she picked it up before she left, walking into Pallet. Oh man oh man, if I’m right then this is what their using to control the Queen, but the prince wouldn’t have any of her training so maybe something to hold back his heritage….but Aura can activate easier in people born of those who can use it so something to hold it back, but how? He thought as he tried to think of the why and came up empty.

“Yes. Did you send off the report about where the prince is going?” Sapphire answered just as flatly as they watched the woman give commands to the Mime pokemon. That that woman was here and in their target’s house and the seals on her had eliminated all doubt in her mind about who they were.

“He’s heading to Kalos.” Tom said softly before both of the women starred at him before they exploded.

“KALOS!!! Out of all the places, he’s going where one of the THEM has a position of power?!” Sapphire spat out as she grabbed her head.

“It has to be the one place we don’t have roaming forces!” Rachel said with a scowl on her face as she glared at Tom who chuckled.

“Yeah but our prince is something else, he’s got one of his Pokémon watching over his mom, a pretty powerful Flying type from what I saw.” Tom said as he called up an image of Ash together with his Pidgeot as the girls looked at the laptop’s screen. Rachel and Sapphire only looked at the video before she chuckled.

“Wild Pokémon to watch over her, I’m betting they are who we think they are from this alone. So we stay until we get any more orders or if someone attacks us, right?” Sapphire asked as the others nodded and she walked away, a swing in her steps. “Great, I’ve got first shower then!”

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Albia sighed as she finished delivering the last of her orders for her tables. Her first weak was over and today was payday, her Pokémon had helped her by scrounging in the forests outside of town to feed itself but some real food was just what the Zapdos ordered for them both. Ever since she had been chased out of her home in Johto she had been chased, she had only planned to stay and do some Trainer Quests in this town as a cover, to find a Pokémon to train to carry her over the seas, a Lapras, a Pidgey, a Spearow even a Magikarp would eventually give her something to help her escape, in the meantime this place was just what the doctor ordered. The Quest to work at Pallet House was from what she had overheard during her shift, was one that was available in bulk in the busy summer months, but sometimes it led to a permanent job being offered. And Miss Ketchum hadn’t looked at her story too hard, then again what her coworkers had told her about her boss’s past, than maybe she was waiting until she built trust between them to ask about it? But there was something about her, an echo of safety, someone who would fight the whole the world alone for her loved ones.

If she had truly thrown off them off, then maybe she could make a new life for herself, at least for a little while. But there was those two who were here earlier, the younger girl felt like that old woman who had given her the necklace she wore under her shirt. She had told her that her powers were the result of being born able to tap into her Aura and having an active Element, whatever that was, they hadn’t had long to talk. The old woman and her team had fished her and her Pokémon out of that river and during a meal an hour later the people hunting her had found them, the woman had thrown a necklace at her, told her it would hide her and not to trust the League. When the two of them had gotten away she had examined it and discovered a golden stone within a locket, but she could feel something different when she wore it. As she was debating going to the League after all in Viridian City, she had seen Karen of the Kanto Elite 4 talking with some of her pursers, she had run so fast in the other direction she hadn’t even stopped before she had reached Pallet Town.

And this entire town was perfect; no long standing feuds between gangs, no Quests to beat back raiding Pokémon beyond the basics in a wilderness town. It was different then her old city, but different was what she needed. The feelings that those people gave off wasn’t what that child from earlier felt like, so maybe she was safe, but that girl. If the girl was like her, then maybe she should talk to the child’s father, but only after she had an exit strategy ready. If she was in a position to help someone hid away from those bastards, so much the better, the way they treated their Pokémon, their ‘holy duty’, all of it was just wrong.

Suddenly she went dead still, there coming toward the restaurant; there was one of THEM, she could feel it, that other sense that had caused them to hunt her, the feel those among of one of those of them who had abilities like hers was walking toward the door. She went quite as a mouse as a woman with black hair in in a traveler’s clock over her cloths with a scar under her right eye walked past Amanda into the restaurant heading toward the kitchen.

“Hi Amanda, Delia’s in her office, right? I came into Pallet near her house and Mimey flagged me down, so after a good game of ‘Guess that Problem’, he was able to ‘tell’ me what happened earlier, so I rushed over here as fast as I could.” The woman said with a smile on her face as she walked through the doorway and past Amanda, not noticing the look Amanda had on her face as she passed her. Not noticing the shell shocked look Albia had on her face when she walked in.

Amanda merely looked at her as she walked through the restaurant, a look in her eyes that held back emotions were being held back by force of will. Albia went white as her eyes widened, one THEM was in Pallet, and she was friends with Miss Delia?!? Did that mean Delia’s attacks had more to them than people thought?

“Maybe Pallet isn’t as perfect I thought it was.” Albia muttered under her breath as she walked over to Amanda for her paycheck, problems aside; she and her partner need some real food. But this is the best what for me to live to see a tomorrow. She thought as she went back towards the kitchen for another plat of food.

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Well this is it, chapter end. I hope you all enjoyed my first chapter on my project. Read and review please, I so want to know what you think of it please. And after each chapter I will drop a few explanations for Original Content that exists in this branch timeline. On another note chapter 2 is almost done, I just have to finish one scene before and look over it to make sure it’s right, I’m think a weak after this so read, review and leave me some comments, hope to see you people in a weak

Founding Day: Holiday that celebrates the discovery and first settlement of what will be called Homeland by its inhabitants, usually in a two day party where the region parties hard,

Emergency Quest: Protocol used by police in Kanto region that calls on all nearby Trainers in emergency situations. Considered last resort option in the face of total failure

Trainer Quests: Small part time jobs usual lasting a day or a short amount of time. Way to allow Trainers to make money on their journey. Payout is based on Star Level, based on difficulty, time to complete and Pokémon involved, their levels, the number involved. EXAMP Star 1 Rattata raiding farms: Mob 1-5/LV 1-5 Payout $10 per Pokémon defeated; surcharge X2 for stronger Pokémon

Team Gaia: A gang who use Normal and Grass types mainly. Primarily they were active around the Pallet Town - Viridian City area. Believed to be idiots who just want to be heard after defeat by local police with assistance of Trainers in area returned one year later as attack on the Viridian/ Pallet Airport has shown that a new force is rising that uses this as their name.

Aura Caster: Person who uses Aura Energy to cast ‘spells’. Multiple Disciplines exist, only difference being how Aura is channeled for effect

Sealing: Discipline of Aura channeling to create a ‘seal’ on a medium that when fed Aura Energy can cause near unlimited effects based on shape and medium used, multiple seals can be combined, combined seal needs increased Aura energy to activate based on seals combined

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My top 15 love interests for romantic incarnations of Dracula (No, they’re not all Mina)

If I was to do a list of favorite love interests for Dracula it would be...

Keep reading for a full list...

16. Bonus: Lydia from Dark Prince: the true Story of Dracula.

I list this one here because she’s technically an historic figure and the rest are fictional so I am not sure if she should count or not. The historic Dracula’s first wife’s name has been lost to history even though the river tributary under Poenari Castle was named for her. The film Dark Prince: The true Story of Dracula starring Ruldolf Martin names her Lydia.

Though this film is mostly historic the ending implies that the two are both vampires and walking together through eternity.

Vladislaus Drakuyla AKA Vlad III of Wallachia, AKA Vlad Tepes (The Impaler)’s first wife died by suicide and the film hinted that this might have been enough to enable her to come back as a vampire.

Right before Vlad’s assassination in 1776 or early 1777 (at age forty-five or forty six) in the movie we hear her voice, which suggests she’s either waiting for him or has set into motion turning him into a vampire to be with her.

15. Sir Integra Hellsing from the Hellsing.

In the manga and anime Hellsing (and Hellsing Ultimate OVA), instead of having been destroyed by Doctor Abraham Van Helsing after the events of the Dracula novel, Dracula was instead captured and through arcane means bound to serve the Van Helsing bloodline for eternity. The family founded the Hellsing organization for fighting monstrous threats. Dracula took on the name Alucard (his own name spelt backward) and may have gone slightly crazy...

He became fiercely loyal to Integra Hellsing, the most recent descendant of Abraham van Helsing to become his Master. It is a very strange relationship to say the least...

14. Xander Harris from Buffy The Vampire Slayer.

In Buffy The Vampire Slayer season 5 we have Buffy encounter Dracula for the very first time. Here he is played by Rudolf Martin, the same actor who played Dracula in Dark Prince: The True Story of Dracula. In the episode Dracula takes Xander to be his Renfield-like henchman. At the end of the story Xander is free from Dracula’s spell however the story of their relationship is not over yet.

According to the Buffy: The Vampire Slayer season 8 comics Xander and Dracula have formed an unusual relationship. Xander taught Dracula about modern fun and pleasures and Dracula became more and more protective of Xander. When Buffy came and retrieved Xander (again) from Dracula, this time Dracula fell into a deep depression. Refusing to feed or take care of himself Dracula’s hair and claws grew and he deteriorated into his elderly form. When he found out that Xander was coming to pay him a visit, he hastily made himself presentable and de-aged to a more attractive / youthful appearance.

Now the two bicker like long time lovers. I ship it.

Oh, and Xander still calls him master, despite himself.

Further note on this one: Dracula is actually smart for NOT getting a smartphone. All cellphones can be traced via GPS. Do you really want a tracking device in your pocket while hunting human prey? You just made Blade and Buffy’s jobs a little too easy there. A practical vampire would not carry such a device while hunting.

Unfortunately this comic retconned a few important aspects of the TV show version of Dracula and even claimed he doesn’t actually conjure storms, but senses them coming (contradicting the beach scene from the Buffy vs. Dracula episode.) I wish people would stop de-powering Dracula.

13. Jonathan Harker (Multiple versions):

Dario Argento said that his version of Dracula was attracted to Jonathan Harker. And in Frank Wildhorn’s Dracula The Musical (Particularly the German production called Dracula das Musical) the scene “Fresh Blood” (Blut) is very errotic.

Fresh Blood (Blut) now featured Jonathan Harker being tied to a bed and his shirt removed as he’s fed upon by Dracula. But first by Dracula’s brides and grooms of the castle.

Also one of the lyrics in the English language version of the song indicates he wants Jonathan AND Mina as his and plans to make them both vampires. Thus reaffirming the polyamorous version of Dracula.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=slZps47LgKQ

Dracula gets particularly “grabby” with him during his de-aging sequence.

The relationship is pretty one sided...

12. Renfield (multiple versions).

The German production of Frank Wildhorn’s Dracula the musical (Dracula das Musical) has Dracula with brides and grooms as opposed to just brides. Despite this change toward bi or panasexuality, this particular relationship is very one sided.

Renfield is very much in love with Dracula in many depictions of the character. This mad man is obsessed with “The Master” and in the Frank Wildhorn Dracula musical he sings a song about how much he loves The Master and how wonderful he is. The reprise version looks as if Dracula is about to kiss him as they sing a slowed duet version of the refrain but this is where Dracula, instead, snaps his neck.

Here is the English language version of The Master’s song (Not the slowed reprise duet.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-v1O-asrHg

There is a deleted scene from Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) where Renfield laments that he has lost Dracula “to the pretty woman.”

In Love at First bite, and some other films Dracula actually does give Renfield immortality however. I suspect the Love at First Bite version is a half-vampire since he can go in the sun (this version of Dracula burns in daylight) and he still needs glasses for his nearsightedness but he has apparently worked for Dracula for at least a century so he was clearly granted immortality even if he can’t turn into a bat or hypnotize.

11. Carmilla Karnstein from The Batman vs. Dracula.

Carmilla is an odd one because in her original novel she’s portrayed as a lesbian. She is a vampire whose novel predates Dracula’s own novel. Her prey of choice are young virginal women. And she can turn into a large grey or black cat. She is powerful and independant and in The Batman vs. Dracula she somehow ended up Dracula’s wife. So I will assume this version is bisexual and they’re probably polyamorous and not at all monogamous.

The version of Dracula in Fred Saberhagen’s Dracula books, and the 1979 Dracula movie starring Frank Langella are also polyamorous though he claims Mina (Lucy in the 1979 film) is above the others. Poly-Romantic / Pan-Romantic / and Demi seem to be recurring traits for romantic versions of Dracula.

Dracula spends part of The Batman vs. Dracula trying to bring Carmilla back from the dead, using the very life essence and soul of VickI Vale to fuel the spell. Unfortunately things don’t quite go as planned.

10. Dracula’s mysterious male lover from Marvel comics, Avengers issue 016 (2019).

Marvel’s Dracula has been confirmed as having had male and female lovers. This is not the only bisexual or panasexual Dracula in pop culture. The German production of the Frank Wildhorn Dracula the Musical (Dracula das Musical) gives him brides and grooms in his castle, Dario Argento has said his version of Dracula is bisexual, and Marvel has now confirmed that their version of Dracula has had male and female lovers.

I don’t know much about this pretty elfish, semi-androgynous character. Identified as a male vampire lover of Dracula’s from Marvel’s War of the Vampires storyline, Dracula wept blood tears when this unnamed character was killed. And he (the lover) was clearly willing to die for Dracula. So this spot is for you, you poor, unnamed elfish male vampire lover!

I don’t know his name so I am going to call him Samuel. And in my mind he was the pretty castle librarian whom Dracula became infatuated with. There. Headcanon achieved.

Further note: Usually if you make Dracula cry, it means he’ll take brutal and violent revenge. This is a universal truth with all versions of Dacula. Never make him cry.

I would put him at a MUCH better spot on this list but he doesn’t get a lot of time in the comic and we don’t know much about him. If we only knew more about him he would have a far better spot on this list. Look how adorable and tragic he is! He could easily be one of my favorites but all we know is that his death brought Dracula to tears and that yes, they were lovers. I seriously considered moving this one up the list but I’m bias for this sweet, androgynous, vampire-boy.

Seriously, I want to know this guy’s story. Dracula cries for him! In front of his enemies, he weeps for him! Give us this story, Marvel! Who is he???

9. Amy Peterson from Fright Night (original 1985 version).

This one is a bit dubious because the vampire is Jerry Dandridge but the 1985 novelization of the film suggested that Jerry is actually count Dracula. Fright Night played with popular vampire tropes and a few were homages to the 1960s soap opera, Dark Shadows. In Dark Shadows the vampire, Barnabas Collins, discovered that the young waitress (and later governess) Maggie Evans, was the uncanny look-a-like of his lost love, Josette. Because of the physical similarity he was convinced she was the reincarnation of his lost love even though with reincarnations you could literally end up looking like anyone or even being another gender after reincarnation. Barnabas had a painting of Josette that showed the physical similarity.

In Fright Night Jerry Dandridge meets Amy and becomes obsessed when he realizes how much she resembles a woman he, too, has lost and is pining for. When Jerry is finally destroyed by the has-been horror actor turned real vampire hunter, Peter Vincent, and also by Amy’s boyfriend, Charley Brewster, his last words are crying out for Amy.

Though this relationship is very one sided and Amy is clearly under age, when you’re a teenager (as I was) we can’t help but find ourselves fantasizing about being Amy in Jerry’s arms during the nightclub dance scene or the “Come to Me” scene. Because of problematic aspects of this relationship and because Jerry was never officially revealed as being Dracula in the film, that’s why this is at spot number 8.

The Jerry Dandridge / Dracula character is apparently in a polyamorous relationship as he has a live-in (apparent boyfriend) Billy Cole. Billy does not exist in the 2011. Fright Night remake, which removed all romantic aspects of the character.

8. Evan Barrington-Cabot from the Graphic novel Series Dracula: The Company of Monsters.

In Dracula: The Company of Monsters graphic novel (published in 2011) an evil corporate executive known as Conrad orchestrates raising Dracula from the dead in the hope of using and exploiting him. Conrad’s nephew, Evan comes to understand and respect Dracula and Dracula’s code of honor. The two respect each other. And like with most stories where Dracula falls in love with the protagonist he decides to stalk him and declare him his.

When Dracula takes his revenge on his captors, Evan is the only one that he spares.

He even watches the young man sleep, the way Dracula is often depicted doing to female love interests. And he makes it very clear he plans on making him a vampire down the line.

This relationship is kept somewhat ambiguous otherwise I might consider putting it at a better spot on the list.

7. Ericka Van Helsing from Hotel Transylvania 3.

A direct descendant of Abraham Van Helsing (the famous monster hunter) Ericka has a cruise ship for monsters with the sole purpose of luring Count Dracula, whom falls in love with her. He “Zings.” Monsters supposedly can only zing once so there is a fan theory that she is the reincarnation of Mavis’ mother. This is likely true since reincarnation or look-a-like of a first love (or both) is a popular trope in vampire fiction started by Dan Curtis for his TV show Dark Shadows and later carried over into his Dracula movie starring Jack Palance.

Ericka ultimately realizes she loves Dracula too and the cruise ship captain and hotel owner end up together. Dracula proposes to her at the end of the film and she says yes.

Also though Dracula is several hundred years old in Hotel Transylvania he is physically in his forties, I suspect Ericka (as a mortal) is biologically older than him, which is a clever touch since Dracula is usually going after young girls in pop culture. It’s good to see him with an older (well, in appearance) woman. (”When you’re six hundred years old there’s no such thing as a cougar.” - The Emo Vampire Song.) Hotel Transylvania 3 is actually my favorite of the franchise and is a sweet film.

6. Cindy from Love at First bite.

Love at First Bite is a comedy from 1979. Think of Coming to America meets Splash in that a supernatural character, a proverbial fish-out-of-water comes to New York looking for love.

Dracula believes Cindy to be the reincarnation Mina (“But I lost her in that damn London Fog!”). He knows her from magazine pictures and interviews and after communists drive him out of his castle he moves to New York where he plans to seduce her. This consists of licking her ankles while in dog-form, telling her that she is more than merely her appearance, that he understands her and her anxieties. And dancing to “I love the Night Life”. The two ultimately fall in love and knowing the truth about Dracula, Cindy opts to spend eternity with him as his vampire queen. The ending has them fly off together, in bat form, to Jamaica.

5. Lucy from Dracula (1979).

In the 1979 version of Dracula, Frank Langella plays Count Dracula. Though technically a remake and based on the same play the Bela Lugosi Dracula was based on, there are some distinct changes. For starters in this version the character we mostly know as Mina in most adaptations is named Lucy and the Lucy character is named Mina. The names are swapped.

Not only that but in this version it’s Dracula who is initially seduced. Though engaged to Jonathan Harker in Edwardian England (set roughly twenty years after most versions of Dracula, which are usually set in 1891) Dracula arrives for dinner at the home of his new neighbors. Here he offers to hypnotize the sickly Mina to relieve her of a headache (that he very likely induced). Lucy protests, showing her dislike and distrust of such methods and the manipulation of the will of others. This bold reaction delights Dracula as he is not used to conflict from women.

The next step in the possibly-accidental seduction of Dracula comes when Lucy turns on a phonograph record player and asks him to dance with her, improperly, right in front of her fiance.

And later after some tragedies, when the rest of the household is unable to uphold an invitation to Dracula’s house for supper, Lucy goes alone.

I like this one because in this one it’s mostly Dacula who gets seduced. Lucy wants him and she gets him. She knows what she’s doing. Also Dracula isn’t a whining, brooding, emo vampire. He is lonely but he LIKES what he is. He’s proud of what he is. He’s fierce and predatory and has all of his traditional powers, including being able to turn into a bat, and wolf, and conjure storms. So few adaptations remember the wolf form these days.

This was the first truly empowered version of the Mina character (though named Lucy). And she is not some look-a-like or reincarnation of a previous love. No. He simply falls in love with her for who she is.

It is very likely this version of Dracula is demi (falling in love with personality before any physical attraction) which is also true of the Castlevania version of Dracula and the version in Fred Saberhagen’s Dracula books.

Also based on the last dialogue from Dracula to Lucy (that he would return to her once they stopped hunting him) I choose to believe he faked his death in this version, especially by the wolf howl at the very end and the cryptic smile on Lucy’s face before the end credits. Long live The Count and Lucy!

4. Mina from Fred Saberhagen’s Dracula books.

Very similar to Lucy in the 1979 Dracula starring Frank Langella, this is a romantic interest where Dracula sees the person as his equal.

This Mina is not the reincarnation of a lost love, nor does she resemble a lost love. When we first see this version of Mina it’s in the novel The Dracula Tape (retelling of Dracula from Dracula’s point of view.) Dracula shows up at her door to deceive her and try to manipulate her into getting the heroes to leave him be but she doesn’t fall for it. And she wrings the truth out of him. She’s clever and also manipulative and the two become lovers.

And in the contemporary world of the later books, though Dracula is having affairs with Mina’s own descendants (It’s a bit weird, I know but at least he’s honest about it.) he still seeks her for comfort and guidance. And constantly refers to her as his greatest love. It’s creepy yet sweet.

In this continuity he fakes his death at the end of the Dracula Tape. And when Mina finally dies of apparent old age she comes back as a vampire because his blood is in her system. As his kind of vampire can change their age based on how heavily they feed, she (like Dracula) can look any age she chooses. (Dracula usually looks roughly forty-five-years-old since that’s about the age he was when he died in his mortal life but sometimes he deliberately abstains from feeding to look older or even elderly.)

And with Mina to guide him, Dracula becomes the protector (and casual seducer...) of her mortal descendants.

Mostly the relationship and personality (as well as powers) are very similar to that of the 1979 Dracula film starring Frank Langella.

Another reason I like this version of Dracula is the cause of how he became a vampire is sort of ambiguous. He dies as the historic figure dies but in the Fred Saberhagen novel “A Matter of taste” (Book six of his Dracula novels) it’s revealed that loyalists stole his body and severed head and left a look-a-like in his place.

They prepared him for burial where candles kept going out and the wounds started to heal (including his head apparently re-attaching itself) so they hastily buried him. He rose as a vampire and insisted that it was a “transition of will” that he refused to die. In other words he has no idea how or why he came back as a vampire.

Considering most vampires in the Fred Saberhagen Dracula novels are created by a mortal drinking the blood of a vampire, after having been fed on, this made Dracula very unique and mysterious. I really like this origin. It’s my favorite origin for Dracula since it explains nothing while explaining everything.

It’s a lot better than someone renouncing God and drinking blood from a stone cross...

This one could easily be my favorite female love interest for Dracula, tied with the one I have listed for number 1 but I put two others between this and the number one spot because of their significance to pop culture and my love of some musicals.

3. Mina from Frank Wildhorn’s Dracula the Musical.

This is essentially the musical adaptation of the 1992 Bram Stoker’s Dracula movie. The biggest difference is there is no mention of Dracula’s mortal life’s wife and no suggestion that Mina resembles (or is the reincarnation of) an old love. The only problem is there is little explanation given as to why he falls in love with her other than that he seemed to have a mysterious psychic link with her all along.

Still, the songs are beautiful and the relationship is sweet and this version of Mina is very likable.

2. Mina from Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992 film):

Before I proceed with this one, yes. Yes, I know Dracula and Mina are not actually lovers in the original Dracula novel. I know that when he makes her drink his blood in the novel that it’s more of a rape. But this version plays with the love story Dan Curtis created for his Barnabas Collins and later carried over into Dracula.

Dracula is seeking the reincarnation of his deceased mortal-life wife. And not only was he lucky enough to find her in a look-a-like body but she’s also the age the first wife was when she died (by total coincidence!). At first it seems like he just thinks she looks like his dead wife and he can seduce her but he seems shocked when she starts to actually remember details of his home. (watch his expression as she starts to talk about his homeland. He’s genuinely surprised).

The two begin a consensual love affair that sadly ends with Mina putting him out of his misery.

A least it’s implied he was forgiven and got to go to Heaven despite the things he had done (Much like in Stoker’s original novel. No, really, that’s in there.)

I like the Frank Wildhorn musical adaptation of this version of Dracula slightly better than the original non-musical movie because in the musical you don’t get the weird bleeding cross / renouncing God origin for Dracula’s vampirism. and 2. Mina doesn’t seem to be anyone’s reincarnation or look-a-like. They’re just in love (Even though yes, I know that is not in Bram Stoker’s novel.) But I do have a soft spot for this one because most of it does follow the novel and the musical probably would not exist if not for this movie.

1. Lisa Țepeș from Castlevania.

Lisa fast became one of my favorite love interests for Dracula. She went to Dracula’s castle seeking knowledge and bravely stood up to the antisocial vampire.

Much like Lucy from the 1979 Dracula film she talked back to him. She was bold and brave. She wanted to learn and she wanted the ability to save lives and damn it, she would risk her own life to do it. Dracula fell in love with this personality almost instantly. It was her personality, not her physical beauty that he became infatuated with.

And they were both happily nerdy together. She humanized Dracula and reminded him that there is good in the world. Dracula married her and the two had a son together.

For her sake he learned to trust and love. But it was for that love that he was driven to madness by her death...

Lisa was only forty-five-years-old when she was burned at the stake as a witch while simply trying to help people as a medical doctor.

This version of Dracula was a good man deep inside but pushed to madness and governed by his vampiric instincts he couldn’t bear to be without her. And when she was murdered he blamed almost all of humanity (save for a select few) for it.

And so Dracula began a subconscious quest to be destroyed by going through the motions of wanting to destroy the world. This is not the only plot where Dracula plans to destroy the world and the protagonist catches on that it’s an elaborate and “world’s longest suicide note”. This was also done in the Hammer horror film The Satanic Rites of Dracula. But here it was for heartbreak of a deeply lonely man.

#Count Dracula #Lisa Tepes #Castlevania #Hotel Transylvania #Love at first Bite #Mina Harker #Bram Stoker's Dracula #Carmilla #Renfield #Ericka Van Helsing

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Dracula: The Originals

(Finale) Chapter 3 - Twisted Ties

Warnings: I do not own the original content to “The Originals”, “The Vampire Diaries” or “Legacies” or any of the characters from the television shows.

15 plus, displays of Violence, Gore, Torture, M/M, F/M, F/F.

New Orleans, 1722

It had been twenty four hours since Dracula had seen or heard anything from his brunette bride Zsofia Benedek and he had begun to worry about the first woman he had married fearing her plan to awaken Kol had been discovered before she had a chance to get him on side but in this rare moment Dracula wasn’t thinking about his schemes he was thinking about the first woman he ever loved.

Zsofia was the first siphoner witch Dracula had met other than himself and she was born on the same day as him both being delivered just miles apart from each other and whereas Dracula was born into wealth and loyalty Zsofia was born into a poor but proud coven who were far from happy to discover she was an abomination to witch kind.

Dracula never left his castle often but he went for a long stroll one night the same night the townsfolk who had watched Zsofia grow into a young woman planned to burn the witch with some ridiculous notion the flames would purify her magic in the afterlife.

Dracula was no stranger to burning witches but he seen something in Zsofia in that moment as she refused to scream or fight for her life something he recognized from deep within himself and decided to save the troubled witch draining magic from the very witches who planned to burn her to stop the flames and kill the treacherous coven members before disappearing out of sight with the brunette beauty.

He often told Zsofia that the two of them were born to be together two of a kind and it was his destiny to save her from the flames and her destiny to pull him out of the darkness but it quickly became clear to the newly betrothed that love in the common sense was not on the cards for them but a love far greater would take its place: friendship.

Dracula wasn’t the family kind having killed every last blood relative of his own but he considered his brides as his chosen family bounded together non conventionally by vows similar to marriage but out of all three of his brides Zsofia Benedek was who he believed to be his kindred spirit.

“We found her,” Wilhelmina revealed reluctantly as she vamp sped into the living room of the home in which Dracula and his brides have found themselves residing in. “It seems she was successful in awakening the youngest Mikaelson brother however…”

“No,” Dracula snapped at his redheaded bride. “Don’t tell me what I believe you’re going to tell me.”

“She served you until the very end my betrothed,” Wilhelmina admitted as tears formed in her eyes. “She was a faithful and loving bride until the very end.”

“No!” Dracula screamed as he fell to his knees struck with grief as he began sobbing to himself. “She can’t be dead you must be wrong we have come to far fought too hard for her to be dead.”

“I warned you no good would come on declaring war with the Mikaelson’s.” She cried. “Poor Zsofia would still be alive if you hadn’t chosen to play these silly games with Niklaus you knew the risks when you and her forced us to this city her blood is as much on your hands as it is on theirs.”

“Don’t you think I know that Wilhelmina?” Dracula admitted as tears continued to flow down his cheeks. “I’ve underestimated my enemies, but I won’t make that mistake again.”

“What does that mean?” Wilhelmina asked her husband as she continued to cry for her fallen friend.

“As Zsofia Benedek herself would say blood for blood.” Dracula replied as he dried his tears and a cold emotionless look came across his face as he rose back to his feet. “Whoever killed my bride will pay for their actions even if it is Niklaus Mikaelson himself.”

Evike Arvay walked into the living room of Dracula’s New Orleans residence to find a freshly changed Wilhelmina Helsing sat on a chair drinking from a chalet looking into thin air with a sense of sadness surrounding her.

“I forgot how delightful Elijah Mikaelson was although to be fair last time I seen him our concentration was on his brother.” Evike said to the redheaded bride. “What is wrong with you Wilhelmina?”

“Zsofia’s dead I found her lifeless body in the very same cellar I led her towards her body just left there like she was nothing.” Wilhelmina admitted while taking another drink from her chalet. “Dracula is out burying her body now.”

“Excellent,” Evike replied with a sinister smile. “I never did like her anyways I guess this means I’m the favorite bride now.”

“Do you seriously have no remorse for our fallen sister?” Wilhelmina asked as she stood up to face the blonde-haired bride.

“She demanded too much of my husband’s attention consider myself a petty bride.” Evike admitted. “I guess this means our plans to tear the Mikaelson family apart is about to get a lot bloodier my poor betrothed must be seething.”

“Zsofia Benedek was an extraordinary woman and now she’s gone and all you can think about is a man incapable of ever loving you.” Wilhelmina snapped. “Of course, we will get our revenge Dracula always gets his revenge.”

“I’m sorry for your loss Wilhelmina I’m sorry because it pains you so, but I will not shed a tear over a woman I never liked.” Evike said sincerely. “I know what Zsofia meant to you and Dracula and we will avenge her but maybe after that you should think about your next move.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Wilhelmina asked.

“You were never truly Dracula’s bride you were more hers and now she’s gone...” Evike began to say before Dracula vamp sped into the living room.

“Wilhelmina is as much my bride as you are Evike.” Dracula said to his blonde-haired bride. “Those vows we made mean more than simple marriage it means we are family tied together for all of eternity and even after.”

“Rebekah’s ready to betray her brother I didn’t get to mention it earlier.” Wilhelmina said to her husband with a genuine smile, touched by his words.

“I knew you would do me well Wilhelmina Helsing your cunning is what drew me to you all those years ago.” Dracula replied to his redheaded bride.

“I practically already have Elijah hanging on to my every word,” Evike boasted. “I think he’s got quite the fancy for me.”

“Of course, he does,” Count Dracula said with a smile as he pulled his two brides in for a hug “Nobody can resist me or my brides.”

Klaus Mikaelson was never pleased when anyone had the audacity to wager a war against him however he found himself impressed by Dracula’s boldness, intrigued by his darkness and lustful for the time they spent together but that doesn’t mean he was foolish enough to trust him or would hesitate when the time came to kill the heretic.

He returned home shocked to find Kol on his doorstep freed from the coffin he had put him in and covered in blood that was most definitely wasn’t his brother’s.

“Please tell me which sibling is responsible for your release so I can put them in a coffin next to you once your returned to your own.” Klaus said as he continued to walk towards his younger brother.

“A heretic is responsible not a sibling a heretic brunette bride to be precise.” Kol revealed. “The blood staining my clothing is hers she wanted me to align myself with a certain Count of course I went along with it long enough to seduce the beautiful woman but upon satisfaction I ripped out her heart quite literally.”

“I’m surprised by your sudden sense of loyalty.” Klaus surprised. “Tell me what the cause of the change of events is?”

“Oh, trust me brother when I say I will have my revenge but for now I want to take care of Dracula and his remaining brides.” Kol admitted to his older brother. “It’s quite clear their plan is to divide and conquer us which would work if Rebekah and Elijah weren’t in the equation but for some reason those siblings don’t entirely loathe you despite how many times you’ve committed acts against them.”

“So, your telling me your choosing my side because of your love for our siblings?” Klaus asked him.

“Come on Niklaus you are far smarter than that,” Kol scoffed. “I choose you because together we have outrun our father for seven centuries our father who is a far greater foe than some self-proclaimed prince of darkness and a tendency to collect wives although I do admire his taste in brides.”

“In that case Kol I may not have to dagger you again so soon after all,” Klaus replied with a smile as he placed his arm around his brother and hugged him. “Let’s go indoors to discuss our scheming, debauchery and the multiple murders.”

Dracula didn’t know it then but he was well and truly in over his head as he decided to go to war with the Mikaelson’s believing his mastermind would match Klaus’ foolishly underestimating in the process just how cruel and cunning each Mikaelson sibling could be alone never mind together as he soon learned his plots to divide and conquer would be turned against him.

“So, your biggest master plan to take out Dracula is quite literally to use his own plan against him to his own downfall?” Rebekah asked Klaus as she, him, Elijah and Kol stood in the living room of their family home.

“It’s rather simple and yet effective at the same time which works perfectly fine for me.” Elijah admitted. “Besides the sooner we deal with this problem the soon we can move on to the next.”

“I hope you are not referring to me now brother.” Kol replied to Elijah mockingly.

“Well not you precisely but now that you mention it.” Elijah said with a smug smile aimed at his youngest brother.

“I’m simply saying we do exactly what Kol has already begun for us,” Klaus told his siblings. “Dracula can divide us all he likes we’ll just use the division as a quick way of disposing of him and whatever brides still remain.”

“So, Dracula is meeting a grizzly end too then Niklaus?” Rebekah quizzed her brother. “After all the centuries over obsessing about him and you’re just going to end him without any hesitation.”

“One less enemy to on the list means one less enemy for me to obsess over with the intense sense of paranoia that you are all so bloody convinced drives my every decision.” Klaus moaned at his sister while making it clear to his siblings that Dracula’s days were numbered.

Dracula’s blonde-haired bride was the first to fall victim to the Mikaelson’s family team work as she arranged to meet with Elijah out in the bayou where she wouldn’t be seen not realizing a remote location made it almost too easy for the not so noble Mikaelson who had very sinister intentions planned for Evike Arvay.

“You never told me about involving the former witch regent in our meetings how do you know she can be trusted?” Evike asked as she vamp sped into the woods within the bayou shocked to see Elijah stood there next to Gabrielle LaRue.

“Current regent witch under the circumstances I’ve decided not to surrender my title to your husband especially since learning the truth.” Gabrielle replied to her as Evike realized in that moment Kol must’ve spilled all.

Evike try to vamp speed away but didn’t get far before Gabrielle raised her hand magically snapping the heretic’s neck causing the blonde bride to fall to the ground unconscious as Elijah smiles at Gabrielle.

“So, does this mean we get a more fitting location within New Orleans to call home like my brother Niklaus requests?” Elijah asked her.

“Well considering you’ve just handed the witches of New Orleans a rechargeable supply of magic I’m sure our worries about your family will be slightly more appeased.” Gabrielle reluctantly agreed. “Besides I’d rather deal with monsters for my people than let a monster kill every last one of us so in this case you and your siblings really are the best of the worst.”

“I’ve got to say I’m intrigued to what you’re going to do with her.” Elijah admitted.

“Let’s just say her death will serve a purpose to my kind filling us all with a well of magic that will make us all powerful foes for anyone who dares cross us again.” Gabrielle revealed to the Mikaelson sibling. “Of course, we wouldn’t say no to the other bride I’ve heard one was already disposed of or I’d ask for all three.”

The redheaded bride Wilhelmina Helsing was the next on the Mikaelson hit-list although she was more prepared for potential backlash than Evike as she walked into the now completely empty Rousseau's bar only for Rebekah to vamp speed her way in after her standing in front of her redheaded enemy.

“So, I had time to think over your proposition of taking over this city and I’ve got to say I’m afraid I’m going to have to reject your proposal.” Rebekah said to her wasting no time to get straight to the point.

“You see that doesn’t surprise me considering Zsofia has already fallen victim to one of your siblings I gathered you would be on to our scheming.” Wilhelmina replied. “For what it’s worth Rebekah I do reckon you would’ve been a befitting Queen however your family crossed a line when you took her from me.”

Rebekah vamp sped her way over to Wilhelmina but before she had chance of touching Dracula’s bride Wilhelmina had raised her hand and magically snapped Rebekah’s neck causing for the original female vampires to fall to the bar floor unconscious.

“I was always the brains of Dracula’s schemes and now it’s time for me to fly solo from now on.” Wilhelmina revealed as she knelled before Rebekah’s unconscious body. “But before I leave, I need something of a guarantee if I ever meet you or your siblings again.”

Wilhelmina pulls a blade from out of her dress as she began chanting in Croatian clearly casting a sinister spell on Rebekah Mikaelson.

Dracula vamp sped into the hallway of the Mikaelson family home eager to have it out with Klaus Mikaelson who was more than ready to get head to head with his two-time lover following recent reveals made by both.

“I knew you were a crazed man but to think you could play Mikaelson against Mikaelson like we were pawns on your chess board proves you really are truly insane.” Klaus snapped as he vamp sped into the hallway.

“I wanted to test you test us I wanted to see if you were the right choice for me and you took her from me!” Dracula shouted furiously at him. “I thought you would finally be the one to match my darkness but I’m beginning to realize your far more of a monster than I could ever be.”

“I hope you know as we speak my sister Rebekah is killing Evike and Wilhelmina too so I’m afraid you’re going to be left without any bride.” Klaus replied smugly before walking towards Dracula. “I’ve got to admit I did actually quite like you, but I knew from the moment we met your death would happen by my hands.”

“You seriously think I give a dam about Evike or Wilhelmina if anything you did me a favour.” Dracula laughed causing Klaus to be refused by his reaction. “Zsofia wanted the brides I amused her she even wanted Evike amused by her endless devotion to me. To be honest with you Niklaus after leaving New Orleans I’d have killed them myself.”

“I had a feeling you lured those women into being loyal to you but you would’ve never returned the favour in fact I must admit I’m rather offended by the notion you thought I’d be as foolish as them.” Klaus send before launching his hand into Dracula’s chest grabbing at his bloody heart. “You should’ve never tried to cross me.”

“It was different with you.” Dracula claimed in between coughing off blood and his groans of agonizing pain before Klaus removed his heart causing Dracula to quickly desiccate and fall to the ground lifeless as Klaus dropped his ripped-out heart on top of his corpse.

“You’re right it was because I’d never be foolish enough to fall for foolish affection.” Klaus said as he looked at Dracula’s corpse with both a smug and somewhat broken look.

One Hour Earlier

Dracula stood alone in the living room of the home he had found himself living in during his stay in New Orleans drinking from a vile while looking at the flames of the fire burning in his fireplace looking lost in thought.

“Zsofia I must admit I’ve been foolish I thought with my heart instead of my head just like you taught me, and it cost you your life just like it will not doubt cost me mine.” Dracula talked to himself. “All I wanted was for to find that all-consuming love and I believe he was my answer but instead he will be my all-consuming death.”

“Well I wouldn’t count yourself out just yet from what I’ve heard of you you’re never one to quit.” Kol said as he vamp sped into the living room.

“I wold say remind me to travel with at least one human from now on to stop unwanted guests but I assume your already here to kill me.” Dracula replied as he turned around to face Kol and finished drinking from his chalet.

“My brother Niklaus wants to do the displeasure of killing you and I can’t blame you for your truly amateur attempts at diving and conquering us.” Kol revealed to him before pulling a potion vile from out of his pocket. “However, I see some potential in you not so much your brides but you.”

“What is that your holding?” Dracula asked him.

“Your way out you drink this and if you are killed you will be brought back the potion only works once so make sure when you die the first time to get the hell out of sight as quickly as possible.” Kol explained to him.

“Why on earth would you want to spare my life?” Dracula quizzed the youngest Mikaelson brother.

“I saw your operations in Transylvania clearly you have some intelligence even if it’s not for the master-plans and I reckon having you owe me a favour will come in handy for the future.” Kol admitted to the prince of darkness. “Now what do you say do you want to go into partnership with a Mikaelson?”

Klaus was fooled into thinking that was the last he’d see of Dracula, but little did he know this was no ending to their tales as they were tales were only just starting to truly begin.

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