The Ball

Anna felt herself floating. She was being held by something. Someone. A man. This man was good to her. He cared for her and loved her. She belonged to him. No she told herself. The man kissed her and she awoke from the nightmare. She was in the arms of the Devil's spawn.

"How does it feel to be a puppet on my string?"

"I won't let you trade me Count."

"Oh I have no intention of trading you. If I know Van Helsing, which I do, he has no intention either. Neither of us have settled for half."

With that said he dipped her. She felt defenseless. With each turn, her dress bloomed and opened. With every dip, she felt exposed. Her dress. She looked at herself. She had a red dress it was very pretty save for the very low cut v-neckline. The cleavage was too much. She sighed with hesitation.

"Oh Count."

He smiled at the reaction he caused. He kept dancing with her and the more she struggled, the more he tortured her with his words and hands.

"I'm looking for a new bride, Anna."

He dipped her, and they twirled across the floor and in front of a large looking glass. It was large enough to see both full-body reflections of the couple, if he had one. It looked like she was dancing with a ghost, an invisible man working her on strings.

"Don't we make a lovely couple?" he chuckled.

"Oh my God."

The Count positioned himself behind her and let his seductive hands rest below her breast and the other on her hip. He placed his mouth on her neck and kissed and licked it lovingly.

Anna then knew it was the end, that she would belong to the Count.

"You make my skin crawl."

"That's not all I could do with your skin."

Her head tilted back, revealing her neck even further. Dracula wanted to bite her right there. He was growing tired of this game and wanted her more than ever. He dipped her again, and pulled her up. He leaned in for a kiss but she had enough strength to pull away.

"Just one moment of pain and we can be together forever."

He let her down onto his thigh nice and slow then let his inner-vampire take over. His canines grew drastically and his irises becoming a luminescent icy blue. He leaned down to sink his fangs into her neck when immense heat on his back. He came back up and Anna stood there, in a trance. Vladislaus screamed and threw the fire-eater. He looked up and saw Van Helsing. He was coming fast and swinging towards Anna. The Count unbuttoned his cape and dropped it, He quickly grabbed Anna and twirled her out of the way. He spotted Carl and placed him in her place. Van Helsing grabbed Carl and saw Carl in his arms instead of Anna.

"Damn you Count!"

Dracula laughed at the stupidity of the human. He had the woman he's always wanted, now he just needed the monster and his life would be perfect.