Return of the Vampire King
Summary: D's father, Dracula, has been resurrected somehow and the legendary hunter, who killed Dracula twice, hunts him yet again. What will D do about all of this? And who is this legendary hunter? Warning: Yaoi! Lots of blood, violence...all the good stuff...
Author's Notes: Sorry ya'll had to wait so long! My Microsoft word got deleted and I couldn't get it back, but I found something that will upload my stories anyways, so don't fear. Ok, like I said, this chapter is all about Dracula and may be a little short. The next chapter should be about D and Gabriel and should be longer. I hope you enjoy…
Warnings: R, AU Crossover, Yaoi, Violence, Songfic, Sexual situations, Blood and Gore, Possibly Incest (will warn in the chapter if it happens), Death, Angst, some humor and etc. I will warn in the following chapters if there are warnings that I have not mentioned...
Disclaimers: I don't own any of these characters from Van Helsing, Vampire Hunter D, or the other show. I have the right and the Freedom of Speech to write these fanfics. No one has stated that this is not allowed and this is America and we have rights. If you don't like it, then go elsewhere. I don't like a lot of things, too, hun, but I have to deal with it without complaining because I am mature and smart enough to just ignore it and do other things.
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TOO IMMATURE, YOUNG, OR HOMOPHOBIC.
Chapter 6: "Vlad's Lament of Insanity & New Bride"
The day died away, taken by the night, it's counterpart. It was now time for the creatures of the night to awaken and enjoy the darkness, with exception to the pale moonlight. Even so, some of the so-called creatures of the night found the darkness to be a lonely, cold, and bitter Hell. It would remind the vampire king that his existence was nothing but folly.
He was hollow, or so he claimed. Centuries of pining for things he could never have drove him to the brink of the insanity that had festered inside of his being for many centuries. He was not weak, but he was a wreck, in his own way. Hell, even when he was once human, long ago, he was the most sadistic and demented son-of-a-bitch prince in all of Romanian history.
His memory wasn't jaded or fractured; he just preferred not to remember the time when Van Helsing was not Van Helsing. When the man was just...Gabriel. Just Gabriel. Not God's Left Hand.
He refused to remember, for that was the main cause of his insanity.
Insane. He was insane.
And he did not care. He did not give a damn, anymore.
He would make Gabriel, no, Van Helsing pay for killing his Gabriel.
And for killing him twice, too, of course.
Van Helsing would pay, and not just with the loss of his life.
Death would be too kind.
Dracula stood on his expansive balcony and watched a bat glide and flap through the air as if on a mission. A slow, sly, but sadistic smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he watched the bat slam into, and tear apart a bird. It reminded him of what he wanted to do to you-know-who.
He slid his tongue against his fangs slowly, tasting his own blood, which aroused his own blood lust.
"I wonder what you taste like, Gabriel..."
He quickly turned away and marched back into his room, his long, black hair fluttering behind him. He exited his chambers and strode into the hallway quickly, almost giving the impression of a marching nazi. As he walked madly, he searched for whom he was frantically searching for. He could smell him and his scent made his own lust for blood increase dramatically.
"Where are you? Do not make me find you, or else you will wake up quite dead..." Dracula snarled. He was getting angrier, most likely because he had thought of Van Helsing earlier that night. And not to mention his new...play toy defied him whenever he could. That was just adding insult to injury, for Gabriel defied him as well.
"You are going to kill me soon, eventually." Spoke a young man's monotone emotionless voice, which was devoid of any emotion. Even fear.
"Its not so bad being dead..." Dracula purred, walking much slower now.
A tall, but young Japanese man stepped out of the shadows. The man bore shoulder length black hair, cold black eyes, and smooth, pale skin. He looked somewhat like Dracula; black and pale. One might even believe him to be a vampire race, as well. He wore a black trench coat, black gloves, hell, everything was black about him except for his skin.
"I beg to differ." The young man of twenty-five retorted inpassionately. He stared at Dracula, his handsome face void of any expression, except for narrowed ebony eyes. His arms hung limply at his sides, although they looked strong, despite the trench coat's generous length. Some would think of him as an ominous being, but he was not. He never hurt anybody, ever.
"You are mine, now. You will be succumbed to my fate, whether you like it or not, human."
"..." The gothic human turned away in a lifeless manner. He was tired and drained of his much needed energy. No doubt his captor would want more of his life force, tonight.
"Where are you going?" Dracula purred, suddenly in front of the man.
The man in black didn't appear fazed by Dracula's sudden appearance. He had grown used to it, these past few weeks. He mentally berated himself again, for if he hadn't been out hunting witches on that fateful night, he would not have been subject to this ironic fate.
It was ironic because he already felt as he was dead inside.
"..." He didn't even feel as if he had the energy to talk, not that he was one to talk much anyway. He was quite the antisocial.
"Who was that young girl that was with you?" Dracula asked, getting closer.
"No one important. She's just on the team. That's all."
"What did she mean to you, this young…girl?"
"She was my partner." The young man glared at Dracula, as if daring him to attack the girl he spoke of.
"Do not worry. I'm not interested in women anymore."
"…" The human looked away and unconsciously looked for his gun, but it was gone. Of course it would be.
"Do you want to know why I chose you? Why I only want a man and not a woman?"
The young man tried to ignore him, even though he was curious. He had often wondered why this vampire thing had chosen him. He knew vampires would capture humans and take them away to the devil-knows-where, but Dracula had never even tried to drink his blood…yet.
"I used to have three brides, did you know?"
"No."
"They were beautiful, but they whined a lot, much to my distaste. They wanted children very badly and I went through everything just to give them want they wanted. I do not want to go through all that again. I do not want any children. Its natural for any woman to long for children and I don't want that. They feared me, my own brides. Even though I told them no to, they still feared me. I don't want that."
"Hn."
"You don't fear me. Your heartbeat is always slow and steady. And I never see any fear in your eyes. Just anger. But that will change, soon. You will see."
"You didn't answer why, yet."
"Oh, yes. Well, you just happened to be in Transylvania at the time of my revival, didn't you? I believe it is Fate, not God, that sent you towards my path. When I saw you, I saw right through you. Already have you seen the darkness, the misery, the pain…and you hold no fear. No fear of even Death. You are a mystery, even though I saw right into you. You still hide things from me. But no matter, I have all eternity to figure them out."
"Let me get this straight, you want me to be your little bride, be partners for all eternity, and become one of the undead?"
"You are correct…"
"You are aware that brides are females?"
"I am, but that is the term of God. My term for bride is life partner, male or female."
"Whether I'm willing or not, you will force me?"
"I think of it as a challenge. Usually women can and do not resist me, but it would seem you are not taken by my thrall at all."
"Thank God."
Dracula twitched and his teeth clenched. He glared at the young human. Foolish human…
"Never again say HIS name in my presence!" Dracula hissed, his fingers twitched. This time, he had controlled himself enough not to yell or be PMSive. Yet, his hiss had been severe enough to make most shiver or tremble.
Of course, the young man was not a part of those most.
"I take it you do not like Him much."
"I despise Him almost as much as…" Dracula trailed off, but kept his dark eyes locked on the man. He reached out and caressed the side of the young man's side gently.
"It does not matter now. Come, we have important tasks to do."
"Important tasks?" The man pushed Dracula's hand away.
"It involves you, my hostile bride. Its time to get ready…"
"For what?"
"Some guests should be coming in a week or so, and I thought I should prepare you…"
"I hardly believe you have any so-called guests. They must be hostile."
"Ah, do not ruin my fun. I will have to punish you…."
"Me being here is punishment enough. For what, I don't know."
"Soon, you will disagree with that. You will become a part of me, a part of the very darkness that tempts you so. Like I said, its not so bad."
"Let me be the judge of that."
TBC
Challenge: Guess who Dracula's to-be-bride is! No, he's not an original character like I planned to make, but I changed my mind. I put some hints in the fic as to who he really is. He's from a recently new series, but I won't tell you what. You have to guess on your own, but he's not from any movie. The hints should be enough for you to know who it is, but I'll give you one more hint: he's from an anime/manga.
Thanks for Reviewing:
Muted Faith-You've been a help to me in your own way and I like talking to you, not to mention I like your reviews, thank you! Because of you, I'm tempted to write a Van Helsing ficcy!
Agar-I'm glad I'm not the only one who's pissed at those weasels who tattle tale! Snitches are so damn annoying! I mean, you do one little mistake and they shove a boot up your ass! -.- I'm glad you understand. It would make sense to put a crossover fic in two places, but for some damned reason, that bothers them. Doesn't make sense. Well, thanks for R&R and understanding!
Jane Silver-I do believe you are right. Dracula doesn't like to share and D has never had a lover, so of course, when he gets Gabriel, he's not gonna wanna share. I do believe this is some form of demented little devious love triangle. Thanks!
Ashley Sinstar-Ah, you had caught me on a bad day. I did not mean to bite like that, its just, my dumbass hates being told what to do. I apologize. I had a bad day and not to mention someone else is annoying the hell out of me. I mean, the person is such a retard! I won't get into it or anything. -- But, I don't mind if you comment on stuff, just be mild about it. I'm oversensitive, unfortunately and I'm trying to get rid of that trait. Thanks for reading and reviewing, though. I'm trying…
May Neuma-I know, thanks for feeling sorry for me. As long as it isn't pity! Ah, no worries, I am currently working on COTS fic! Naraku seems the stalker/possessive type, so I did that. Well, sorry you had to wait, but hey, shite happens. Arigato! Btw, I'm writing another sess/nara that you may like. Its AU, in modern time…
Limpet666-Yeah, he sure does PMS like there's no tomorrow! I know D isn't usually touchy like that, but I wanted to make D open up a bit. Background stories are cool. They give you more knowledge of the characters. If you know too little about a character, that's not too great, now is it? Well, thanks again!
Chibi Hunter-Haste is not good, for haste would screw the ficcy up, but I tried. I'm glad you enjoy this enough to want me to update it quickly! Thanks!
Strigoi-Oh, of course you can suggest things! I just don't want to be told what to do or flamed. You know, I wrote a little funny fic for you about those pink elephants. If you want to read it, let me know and I'll e-mail it to you, ok? Thanks again! Red Death. You know, I really like that name! You are forgiven. LMAO! You is a funny person. I won't bite…hard, I promise. Well, yesh, Draccy is creepy. o.o