FRANCO

PROLOGUE

"I am going to die if you decide to keep me here, you have to let me go" Alaska cried weakly.

"Do you think I care little one? You were brought here for my amusement and I would be damned before I let you deceive me into letting you go" Franco smiled at her

"You think I am lying? I am cursed and if I don't find my true love before I turn 24, I would really die"

"Then die you shall, I have seen kingdoms come and go and you think your death is going to mean anything to me?"

"I wonder if it won't seeing you haven't killed me yet, I must be important to you"

"Kid yourself not, dear girl. You are merely a thing for my pleasure and as soon as you are well, you shall start to earn your keep."

"what are you going to do to me?" Alaska asked swallowing.

"Well little one, your body has been teasing me since you arrived in this palace. I might just explore it as I should have done weeks ago"

Alaska felt her already hot body heat up even more as she lay in his bed feeling very vulnerable.

"You don't look scared, my little whore. Have you been anticipating that moment?"

"Yes" Alaska whispered looking up at him all the love she felt for him radiating in her green eyes.

"You shall get what you want then" He said and lowered himself reaching for her neck he bit her

"Ouch, what was that?" Alaska asked her hand flying up to her neck

"I just marked you Alaska, you are mine forever" The devil smiled at her

EPISODE ONE

"is Franco still in his room?" The king and Lord Vampyre, Vlad asked

"Yes father, he has not come out in days and the screams of his newest prey is echoing throughout the hallway, the maids are scared to knock on his door or to even serve his food. You have to do something about him father, he is getting out of hand." One of Franco's brothers Leon said.

"Leave him be, allow him his indulgences. He would outgrow it soon enough" King Vlad said sighing

"He started with torturing animals and now humans, women who make the fatal mistake of having red hair. It is almost like he is torturing mother, over and over again."

"Silence Leon, never speak of your brother's indulgence that way" Lord Vlad's voice echoed in the throne room.

"You know I speak the truth father, Our mother died when he was born and since then he had not been the same. I blame it on the fact that he is the one in the prophesy."

"You are not sure he is the one in the prophesy, keep your voice down, you seem to have forgotten that every one that matters in this Palace have sharp hearing abilities."

"I have not forgotten that, I just need you to caution your son or I will do it myself" Leon said hotly excusing himself.

He hated that his father was too weak to talk to their little brother about what he was doing. There were vampyres, the oldest and most noble of the sire lines and he was sullying their image both in the eyes of the people and the workers in the palace.

The news have travelled far and wide about a son of the king, the one who had killed his mother torturing women with red hair just like the queen's. Fathers have gone ahead to dye the hairs on their Children and mothers no longer allow their girls within one inch of the palace.

Leon was fed up with having to go far in order to get a proper feed as he did not like feeding from the workers in their Palace, that was one rule that was put in place by their father and also the rule that His brother, Franco broke every-time.

Any maid assigned to his pavilion was always found dead the next day, drained of blood, his other brother Vicktor have met their father to complain about the disrespectful behavior of their brother Franco.

"HE NEEDS TO BE TAMED. You are letting him have free reins over everything and he is misusing it." They had told their father.

"He is your brother and I did not see any of you getting to know him when he was born. You all threw him away because your mother died birthing him. Whenever he came to play, you all left the arena, you have to admit you have a hand in his behavior today."

"We were but kids who had lost their mother to the hand of death, we were lashing out." Vicktor had said.

"And now he is lashing out, deal with it."

And they had dealt with it, burying bodies after bodies and having to explain to families with lies why their children will not be returning from the palace. Franco could not be killed by a wooden stake to the heart, Vicktor had tried and had lost an eye because of it.

It had to do with something in the prophesy about a child that would be born who will bring death to all witches. The witches were the only enemies of the Vampyres, they had been for years because of their ability to weaken a Vampyre thereby giving them a chance to stab and disintegrate him.

Before the witches were totally banished from their kingdom, their uncle Vadmos had fallen in love with and married a witch who managed to kill him and wipe out the entirety of his sire line.

It was then that witches were banished from the kingdom and any witch caught within the boundaries of the kingdom must be put to death, this law had stayed for generations with everyone scared to go against them until their brother Franco had decided to be a savage.

Now the people of the kingdom have started going behind their backs to consult witches and to get potions used to weaken Vampyres. An uprising had started courtesy of their little brother who right now was oblivious to the catastrophe he was causing in the kingdom.

Leon was of the mind that they consult a witch and find a way to kill their not so innocent little brother for good but according to the prophesy he cannot be killed until he has fulfilled the reason for his whole existence.

Leon sighed feeling every bit his 150 years of age, he had been in the human world from the beginning of time and have seen everything there was to see until his brother came along and now he was up and about trying desperately to stop the disaster headed their way. Maybe he could not be killed by stakes but his family could and not that he cared too much about them, he had stopped speaking to them for years now and even stopped acknowledging they existed.

The only time they see him is when he is on the hunt for another red haired prey, another woman to put his trauma on. Leon knew they are part of the reason he was that way but he also knew that if he did not stop what he was doing to humans and start fulfilling the damned prophesy there will be no Vampyre to save from the witches anymore including him

.....

Franco watched the woman writhe in pain shaking his head slowly, humans were such weak and boring creatures. Their pain tolerance could hardly hold a candle to a infant Vampyre's and it was sickening to watch. He had compelled her to be quiet as he was tired of listening to her scream, his ears were super sensitive to loud noises

He fingered the knife in his hand slowly and began using it to sharpen his bloodied fangs waiting for her to stop writhing so he could inflict more pain.

The pain his mother deserved for leaving him alone in a world filled with self loathing brothers, how dare she leave when he needed her the most.

Well that was all in the past for he was sending this girls to her as a punishment, her punishment.

Franco glided on the balls of his feet to where the girl lay as though dead, he could hear the tiny thump of her hear indicating she was still alive but barely.

"Rise" he commanded

She rose as one entranced and stared at him tears in her eyes.

"You have questions don't you?"

"Yes" she breathed.

"Why you, Isn't it?"

"Yes" she breathed again

"It's your hair" Franco said raising his fingers to brush it along her scalp, feeling her shuddering a surge of desire shot through him

"Your hair is the reason you are going to die today but not to worry, I will calm you. Now look deep into my eyes."

The girl drew herself closer and looked deep into his eyes.

"You are going to deliver a message to my mother, tell her I hate her and I will destroy her. Is that understood?"

"Yes"

"Good, now close your eyes"

The girl's eyelids dropped off their own Accord, Franco's sharpened fangs glistened in the dark and as he dug into her neck, her blood going down his throat, they danced as he drank like they were involved in a parody of sex.

...….

King Vlad was on his way to his son's room when he saw them bring out another body, another red haired woman unfortunate enough to have been in his son's path and sighed visibly. He had gone from not caring about what his youngest son was up to, to caring extremely about how what he was doing was affecting his kingdom and his family.

Vlad knocked lightly quite sure his son definitely heard him as they were vampyres and had a very good hearing sense.

"Come on in Father" Franco answered.

Vlad opened the door and side stepped the pool of blood by the door.

"We need to talk son" He began as he watched Franco pick his fangs.

"I am all ears" Franco said his voice lowering dangerously

"You need to stop what you are doing"

"And what is that, dear Father"

"Do not use that tone of voice with me Franco, you know damn well what I am talking about."

"I cannot stop Father" Franco said simply

"Even if I ask you to"

"Even if you ask me to" Franco clarified still sharpening his teeth and observing his father with his mismatched eyes, he had been born that way. One red and one green, the eyes of the devil.

"At least be discreet about it, you are scaring the people of this palace and they are in turn scaring the humans outside."

"you have to understand Father that I do not care about anybody but myself"

"Why are you doing this?" King Vlad asked exasperated.

"Hmmmphh" Franco scoffed without answering.

His father left his room, shoulders bent. He knew that if he did not do something soon about his son's behavior, the people will seek to overthrow them. It has been long since the humans and Vampyres went to war and that was what Franco was aiming for with his behavior.

Vlad wished his wife was still alive, she would have known how to handle the boy for she raised the other children properly, he knew Franco's anger was stemming from the fact that he was never going to meet his mother alive. Vlad was sad about his wife's death also and for a moment he had lashed out at his youngest son driving him away forever and now he could do nothing as the boy spiraled out of control with his brother's looking for ways to kill him.

"What did he say?" Leon met his father on the way back to his Chambers.

"I am afraid we have to consult the witch on this, he has to be put down" Vlad mind communicated with his oldest son, it was common for old vampyres to be able to mind communicate with each other.

Leon nodded in understanding and diverted from going to his Chambers, he knew that by "the witch" his father met the woman they had captured twenty three years ago running away from something, she had crossed the boundaries of their kingdom and was immediately captured. The only reason she wasn't killed was because of the prophesy she had given about Franco, she was the one who had told them he was going to bring death to their old enemy, the witches.

Leon descended into the dungeons were she was chained and approached her cautiously for she was very tricky witch

"It is time" she cackled leaping in the air even though she was chained.

"Yes, we can no longer control him. He has to be put to sleep." Leon told her.

"He won't be able to fulfill the prophesy" she stated simply.

"Can you put him to sleep?" Leon asked ignoring her statement.

"I can, I am a very powerful witch" She cackled again.

Leon left her cackling and whispering to herself, he was having doubts about enlisting her help in disposing their brother.