Hello folks, I'm back. Yeah I haven't been very active lately (exams, work and all) AND I've torn down all the existing chapters of Nosferatu to Vampire. I know that deserves some scolding, but I have returned, and I'll try to update more often this time around. So please don't kill me?

Disclaimer: The above may contain empty promises.

So yeah, I am rewriting the entirety of Nosferatu to Vampire. And whilst most of the events will remain the same, some parts will be replaced.

1476 AD

The once beautiful landscape of Wallachia had been turned into a valley of death and despair. Bodies lay strewn across the battlefield, one of which the scale of destruction had never been witnessed before in the world of man. Bodies of men lay next to those of witches, those of dwarves next to those of giants, those of vampires next to Nosferatu.

In the middle of this scene of destruction stood 4 figures and a deformed monster, tied to the Earth by bonds unseen, unheard and unknown to the human eye, ear and mind.

"I am sorry Vladimir, even though you are my brother, I cannot have you destroy this world in a quest for revenge." a woman with pink hair said.

The monster slowly reshaped itself into a man with long black hair. The man was looking at the ground, blood was running from his mouth and nose.

"I never expected you of all people, my own sister, a Tepes, to betray me." he said as he coughed out more of his blood.

"We did what we needed to do." a tall man with pointed ears said.

"So did I!" Vladimir shouted as he lashed out the man, only to be stopped by the invisible chains.

"It's useless Alucard, you cannot escape this technique" another man told him.

"How dare you mock my name Shuzen! You incompent son of a whore!" Vladimir shouted, revealing his rows of sharp teeth. "My name is Dracula!". Part of his body deformed again and from his shoulder appeared a hound that charged at the one called Shuzen, only to be cut off by the man with pointed ears. Vladimir gasped for air, as another part of his body was torn off.

"How long are we going to keep doing this? It's getting mighty boring." the man with the ears said.

"I agree with Touhou Fuhai, this is becoming rather annoying." said a man covered in robes like a priest.

"I understand." said the woman. "Lock him up dear." she said to Shuzen.

"We're not going to kill him?" Shuzen asked her.

"We won't be able to." she replied. Shuzen let out a laugh.

"She's right, no matter how many times you strike me down, I will keep coming back until all that is left of you is a bunch of rotting corpses." Vladimir said with a smile.

"So be it." replied Shuzen as he and the other men started chanting a spell that would lock away this evil vampire forever. Slowly Alucard was being sucked into the ground beneath him, but instead of fearing his demise, he started laughing.

"What's so funny brother? It's not like you'll ever escape this place" the woman said.

"Mark my words, the blood of the Nosferatu will come for the both of you." Vladimir said as his face was finally pulled underground and the hole above him was sealed and a marker appeared on the ground.

In the decades following the battle, the valley of death became a valley of construction as a huge castle, bearing the mark of the vampire was erected above the burial spot of the Nosferatu. The marker was placed under heavy guard from vampires, man and other monsters. This man could never be released again.

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The spring break was over and Kurumu found herself in her old dormitory room again. Her vacation hadn't been as relaxing as she had hoped. Nights and days had she spent yearning for Tsukune, only to have to be contempt with the possibility of seeing him again once school started again. The problems didn't end there, once her mother heard of Kurumu's failure to win the heart of her beloved Tsukune she immediately scheduled every day of the vacation for Kurumu to practise her seduction skills.

Her mother also found it important for a girl like Kurumu to be able to dance properly so she forced Kurumu to attend Foxtrot and Tango lessons. In the relatively short period she attended the lessons she had managed to reach quite a high level. The classes also proved to be the perfect testing grounds for her newly developed seduction skills. This year she would most make Tsukune hers, and no one, not Moka or Mizore or flat chested Yukari would be getting in her way.

After leisurely unpacking her bags and taking a shower, Kurumu found herself running towards the school. Despite the fact that on the first day classes didn't start until quarter past twelve in the afternoon, as to give students some time to settle in properly, Kurumu still managed to be late. As fate would have it, her home room teacher was Miss Nekonome, the uncertain cat teacher that could impossibly punish someone, except for scratching someone in the face should that person dare comment on her appearance.A quick lecture was all Kurumu had to endure before she was allowed to sit down on her familiar seat in the back of the class.

Kurumu briefly looked around the classroom, hoping to catch a glimpse of Tsukune, but she only saw Mizore in the back. Her morale sank to the point of depression. How could she possibly manage a whole year without Tsukune? She sat down without the slightest noise and buried her head in her arms, trying to conceal her depressed face. As soon as her forehead touched the sleeve of her shirt did she hear the door slide open. Quickly she shot upright again, full of hope. This time her hope was justified. Tsukune and Moka were standing in the doorway. Tsukune looked incredibly pale and seemed to be wobbling on his legs. The cause of this was clear. Kurumu stood up and pointed her finger at Moka. She scolded her as she had done so often during the last year.

The commotion that came from the accusations led to little good and less to anything useful. It wasn't until Kurumu got flash-frozen by Mizore that the discussion came to an abrupt end. Kurumu was defrosted again and sat down, shaking. She was glad though, Moka wouldn't dare drink Tsukune's blood again for the rest of the day.

As soon as the argument had ended did Miss Nekonome start making announcements. Most of the announcements were absolutely useless and were the very reason why the first lesson of the year was so boring. Nothing but announcements for an hour. Luckily, the rest of day would be spent on club activities, which meant that she could finally spend some prime time with Tsukune again, should she be able to separate him from the rest of the harem that was also part of the newspaper club.

Her fantasies came to an abrupt end as the door opened and a new student entered the classroom. The student was exceptionally tall and had reasonably long hair for a guy.

"Excuse me. I am Martin Ardacul, it's a pleasure to meet you." he said in poor Japanese.

"Great, a foreigner." one of the boys said, earning a annoyed glance from Martin.

Miss Nekonome pointed him towards the only remaining seat in the classroom, the one right behind Kurumu. Without saying anything else, Martin marched towards his seat.

No one spoke, and no one noticed Moka's suspicious look.