Count MacGrady

By RichieD.

(A/N and Disclaimer: Don't own Arthur or anything associated to him. Work is just a bit of fanfiction that just came to me on a whim, so love if for what it is…or not. Enjoy the show, also thanks to those on correcting me on the school's name.)

"George…George…wake up now George."

"Hmm…just five more minutes."

Someone chuckled at that "No am afraid not, the master will soon command us to move. Beside you don't want to miss out on all that delicious blood now do you?"

George soon opened his eyes to find that he was in a rather dark and cramped place that seemed to be rather dusty. In fact the whole surroundings was nothing but dirt, his clothes completely covered in the stuff. Normally if one would be in this position they would be screaming they heads off trying to figure out what was going on. However, George didn't, he somehow knew what was going on from the beginning. In fact, to him, this actually felt natural.

"Okay…don't want to upset the master." He said then raised one of his hands to the ceiling of dirt. They suddenly turning into claws before he begin to dig upward. Some of the clumps hitting his face, but he paid it no mind and kept going and going. Till he eventually broke through the surface finding himself at the cemetery from before only now it was much darker, the day turning into evening.

"Hsssss." Geroge growled, his eyes now showing the telltale sigh of vampirism. "Wonderful."

"Isn't it?" A voice called to him and he turned to see Paige was standing on one of the tombstones. "The darkness feels so grand on this corpse of mine. Should make the feeding all the more succulent."

George grinned at that then perked up as did Paige, the two turning toward a bat that was flapping their way. "The master approaches."

George put his hand to the ground and pulled out the rest of his body then floated next to Paige as the bat grew in form. Its wings expanded into arms and the claws on it turned into legs and feet. The flaps on the wings covering the figure and turning into a red robe with a white strip down the middle of it, all of which was connected to the figure of Mrs. MacGrady as she walked to the two vampires.

"Master." Paige and George said at once bowing before her. MacGrady nodded in kind

"George nice to see you again, I was only expecting to meet Paige here."

"My human self followed after her earlier today and she fed on me." He told her "Though during my sleep, I understood all there was to know of the undead and will help you in converting my fellow classmates."

Mrs. MacGrady grinned at that. "Very good, then come let us venture out on our first night of feeding." She levitated into the air and into the night sky, Paige and George not too far behind her.

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"Thank you officer, we appreciate your help. I know you will continue keep us posted. Alright, once again thank you." Mr. Lundgren then hung up the phone "They've checked all the hospitals and other police stations honey. But there no reports of a George Lundgren being brought in and of course there the 2-Day wait for a Missing Persons alert."

Mrs. Lundgren sighed in worry once she heard that "I know, I know. But still you think they can do something to find my Georgie." Her voice began to break at that signaling that she was about to cry.

"There there" Mr. Lundgren said comforting her "We'll find him, I promise you."

It was at that point the doorbell rang which Mr. Lundgren left to go answer and was met with a pleasant surprise.

"Hi dad" George said, standing there with Paige.

The shock stunned Mr. Lundgren for a bit but it quickly work off. "George!" He yelled hugging him. This also bringing his wife attention, to which she ran to the front and upon seeing her soon, does so as well albeit fiercely.

"Oh thank goodness" She said nearly in tears before she took a firm tone "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG MAN?!"

"Oh I can answer that." Paige intervened "He had came to the library to return a book, I had shown him a new one in the series and left him be. I kinda lost track of time doing my duties but just when I was about to leave there he was still at it." She chuckled a bit "Say the least he was just as panicked as am sure you were about the hour. So I decided to walk him home on my way to my own. Please don't be mad at him, it my fault for losing track."

"Oh well we certainly appreciate that Ms. Turner" Mr. Lundgren told her as he watched his wife hug George.

"Still don't ever do that to me again you hear me?" She told her son "I don't know what could've happen to you. In fact your terribly cold, were you near the air conditioner or something?"

Her eyes suddenly widen while her slack on her son begin to slip, choking sound coming from her throat. Mrs. Lundgren's eyes beginning to roll into the back of her head.

"Dear what the matter?' Mr. Lundgren said noticing her condition "George let her go, I think there something wrong with you mother." However George continued to hold fast "George, did you hear me?!' George still did not respond prompting his father to put a hand on his shoulder. "GEORGE!"

Its was on this that George finally turned to him, letting out an unearthly growl from his throat. Blood dripping from his fangs and mouth as he glared at his father who was backed up in horror. Both from seeing his son in this monstrous state and noticing his wife now limp form with two holes in her neck.

"George…what…what is this?!"

A clawed hand soon clamped onto Mr. Lundgren's shoulder causing him to winch. Slowly he turned his head to face the owner of which soon meeting her pale face, red eyes and fangs.

"Thank you for the hospitality." Paige told him "Please let me return it."

She suddenly grabbed him by the collar, hefted him up, then with a roar, inhumanly threw him across the room into the living room. Mr. Lundgren crashing into furniture plus breaking his ribs during the impact. He tried to get back to his feet but Paige was already on him, pinning him to the ground and craning his neck to the side.

"Blood!" She roared before she, after giving him a minute to scream, dove into his neck.

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"Crazy Bus Crazy Bus driving all over the town driven by a silly clown…"

"-Sigh- D.W. I know how you like this song and all. But can we please give it a rest, you'll wear out the CD like this."

"Aww c'mon Dad, just one more time. The seventh time is always the best." The young aardvark cheered. Though her dad, David Read, just groaned in response. It was just the two of them in the car coming back home from the groceries after picking up a few ingredients for his dishes. D.W. had insisted on coming along after she said Arthur was getting that look in his eye citing he was about to destroy her CD…or worse.

Course Arthur denied this, having found out the power of cotton swaps in the easr. Still D.W persisted to come along which David saw no reason too. However, he was now regretting that a bit as the replay on the CD kicked in and "Crazy Bus" started up again. Thankfully for him, he knew of a shortcut back to his house though the woods and where only a minute away from home. Everything seemed to going fine when the car started to lurch.

"Huh what going on dad" D.W. asked feeling this, David looking around for the problem before he noticed the gauge.

"Looks like engine trouble, honey." He told her "This old girl gets them every now and then."

"This car a girl?" D.W. asked which got a little laugh out of her dad.

"Figure of speech, D.W." He said before stopping the car and cutting the engine. "No worries though just a quick check through and we should be home in no time." With a wink he got out of the car and opened the hood looking inside.

"Huh" He said to himself whild doing so. "Never realized how dark this park is at night. If it wasn't for the moonlight I'd really be in trouble."

Not too far from his location however, on top of or rather hanging upside down from one of the trees.

"My my seem the two had car trouble." Mrs. MacGrady grinned, her red eyes glowing in the night. "Wouldn't be neighborly of me if I don't…help them."