Disclaimer: I don't own Young Dracula and or any of its characters, plots or settings.

Asan doesn't exist in this version and the threat of Ramanga is non-existent

CHAPTER 1- An old friend returns… with baggage?!

Bertrand POV

The surrounding buildings of the stone courtyard, closed in on him as he crossed his old home. The pavement shone in the moonlight, and the sound of heavy soled boots could be heard trailing behind him. One thing was for sure, Vlad would be less than impressed when he found out they were here.

Vlad POV

"Ingrid, why are you and Malik so chummy all of a sudden"? I asked, this was not normal considering she literally tried to rip his throat out the moment he arrived. Dad, of course, decided that Malik was forgiven and allowed him to stay. Probably because he ditched Erin in Paris. Dad never liked Erin so the fact that Malik ditched her made him very forgiving of Malik.

"Oh, no reason it's just that I realised that I need to get out more so Malik's just showing me around the town, no biting I promise" she replied.

I narrowed my eyes.

Suddenly I heard a knock at the door and as if on cue Dad yelled, "Renfield, get the door"!

It was 1:00 am in the morning and we weren't expecting guests so naturally I followed Renfield to the door. If Dad has arranged another vampire bride I will personally stake myself. Renfield scuttled to the door and fumbled with his ring of keys. When he finally opened the door a most surprising sight awaited them. Kneeling on the door step in black cloaks with the hoods back, was Bertrand and….? A random girl. I was the first to speak.

"Bertrand? Ok first things first, how on Earth are you alive, and oh right, you may rise". The pair of them rose to look at Vlad with a calculating gaze.

"Well, the VHC decided that they needed to resurrect me because only I have the knowledge of Vampire history over the ages, they have also assigned me as your bodyguard and tutor" said Bertrand.

"Ok well good on them, I guess I'm kind of sorry for staking you, also whose the girl?"

It was at this point that Bertrand's travelling companion looked up and I could take a real look at her. She had long hair that was half-pinned back by a small clip and slightly oriental features, her cloak was long and bore a clan emblem of which I was not familiar, but I could just see underneath, she was wearing a long black skirt and dark blue blouse all of which looked like they were breather-made. She spoke with a voice that could cut air,

"I am Emily of the Elementi clan and I have been assigned to teach you the ways of Earth from which we feed"

I could hardly answer, she seemed so cold, so monumental, so evil.

"Right, well then Bertrand, Emily come in" I said meekly.

The pair walked stepped over the threshold and Emily snapped her fingers, making the door slam shut. I flinched as I heard it crack.

"Bertrand you can have your old quarters back and Emily you may stay in Erin's- I mean one of the rooms down the corridor"

As Bertrand was about to make his way to his room Emily grabbed his cloak and looked up at him. He nodded before the pair of them whooshed off. I wonder what that was all about.

Emily POV

The chosen one is weak, I thought as I followed Bertrand to my room. When we arrived I thanked him and stepped inside. Immediately I was overwhelmed by the scent of a breather, and yet the air was also tainted with a slight hint of half-fang. I wondered who had stayed in this room last. I began to unpack my items in an orderly fashion, making use of the little amount of space there was in the cupboards. When I was done I began to craft my coffin, the ice rose from the ground in small wisps at first but eventually began to take a solid form. As the spikes and lid began to form I heard footsteps approaching my room. I immediately finished my coffin and jumped inside, snapping my fingers as it closed.

"Hello? Emily?" I heard a voice call, it sounded like the chosen ones.

Vlad POV

I called for her from outside the room but I don't think she heard. Maybe she's with Bertrand in the training room, I questioned. No, she isn't I was just there and I didn't see her. I decided to take a peek inside. A soon as I opened the door I took in the transformation of the room. The dust was cleaned off the cabinets and the cupboards looked like they had been filled with clothes. However the most stunning feature of the room was the frosted ice coffin in the centre. It had intricate carvings of the same emblem I saw on her cloak, with small spikes just long enough to dust anyone who tried to intrude. It seemed that the spikes would slide down to reveal the coffin interior. I clicked my fingers however the coffin didn't open, this was unusual as my powers were usually strong enough to open any coffin.

Suddenly I heard the snap of fingers from inside the coffin and the spikes slowly slid down to reveal a person sitting inside.

Emily POV

I sat up from in my coffin baring my fangs at the intruder. When I realised it was the chosen one I flashed out of my coffin and knelt to the ground ashamed at even showing my fangs to our ruler,

"Please forgive me I didn't realise that it was my Lord outside my coffin. Please do not dust me" I said while retracting my fangs.

"Ok wow that was thoroughly scary um you can get up now I won't dust you" he replied.

I rose from the ground and sped out of the room.