Hello everyone and welcome to my very-first Mature Count Duckula fan-fic.

1) This is what Mein Guilt was originaly supposed to be like, but I then realized it was too dark.

2) Rated Mature for violence and religious themes. There is a scene or two that might be quite unsettling for some readers as well.

3) This story is set twenty-three years before the series. The sequel will be set after the series.

4) Five o'clock in the morning is the song that was sung by the Village People. I was listening to that song when I wrote chapter 3. Just imagine the love they were talking about as the love between father and son.

Dr. Von Goosewing, Duckula, Heinrich (c) Cosgrove Hall Other characters, story (c) to me, Steffie

Enjoy ^_^

Mein Spiral Into Insanity part 1: Innocence Tarnished

*Twenty-three years ago*

Austria, home of the world's great Vampire Rester: Professor Erich Reginard Von Goosewing. The duty of a Vampire Rester is quite a daunting one. They must kill the poor victims of vampires before they become creatures of the night. But, he can't just kill them any way he pleases. He must destroy them according to what was written in their Wills. The professor was famous for always having nerves of steel, no matter what the situation.

But, one situation would be proven too much for the poor gander to handle...

*Meanwhile inside of the cottages of the village*

"Professor Goosewing, I am so glad you heff made it." The blonde swan smiled sadly as she greeted the gander. She cocked her head in confusion when she noticed a gander (who couldn't be older than fifteen) that had long head feathers, thick-rimmed spectacles, wore an outfit similar to Goosewing but with the clothes being blue instead.
"Oh, zhis iz Heinrich Von Goosewing, mein kind und assistant. He iz a wampire rester in training. Oh ja, vhere iz zhe poor wictim?" "She iz in her bedroom; und here iz her vill und testament. Brother Jacques is also in zhe bedroom vaiting for you." the swan smiled sadly.
"Danke. I shall go be doing zhe resting now."

The professor waddled towards the bedroom, his son in tow. The moment he opened the bedroom door, the horrible stench of rotting flesh filled the air. Heinrich couldn't help but puke when the smell became way too much for him to bear. His father, on the other hand, was so used to the stench that it didn't affect him anymore.
"Papa, standing outside I vill. Being sorry I am, but I khan't handle zhis." Heinrich whispered as his hand covered his beak. He ran as quickly as he could outside, to inhale the fresh air his body craves.

Goosewing waddled towards the foot of the bed, holding the stake and hammer in his hands. He quietly waited until Brother Jacques finished praying that the ten-year old's soul shall forever rest in peace. The gander felt his stomach twist in a knot when he noticed the girl's body is rotting so quickly that one side of her body's just bone while the other side is rotting flesh. The professor knew all too well that whenever someone got bitten by a vampire, their body painfully rots away until they're literally just bone. After all the flesh is gone, their new powers shall help them form a new body that will be able to handle their new abilities and needs.

"...in zhe name of zhe Holy Father, zhe Holy Son und zhe Holy Spirit. Amen." Brother Jacques finished his prayer, clutching the bible close to his heart as he clenched his eyes shut. The peacock winced when he heard the young swan screech in pain as the gander plunged the stake through her heart. He slowly opened his eyes and noticed Goosewing closed his eyes as he sat down on his knees to pray. The peacock knew all too well what it meant: the gander's praying for forgiveness for the merciful murder. After the prayer, both fowls decided to give the poor mother the news.

Brother Jacques felt a giant lump in his throat when heart wrenching sobs escaped from the swan's throat. But, Goosewing still wore his stone-cold expression although, his eyes proved otherwise. When he believed the coast was clear, Heinrich entered the cottage. Three hours later, the two ganders and the peacock left the cottage. The three bid farewell, as the Goosewings must travel to London to put more victims of vampire bites to rest. Little did the professor know, this would've been the last time he'll ever see his friend ever again...

Farewell...for now!

To be continued...