I'm Probably Going To Be Here For A Long Time.

  - Present Day -

  Occult Clubroom.

  It wasn't the best decision to suggest Dracula's daughter eat mosquitoes. The last thing I expect coming from the idea is a thousand dead mosquitoes on the floor.

  My jaw is sore.

  The vampire is lying on the couch with both hands on her head as a pillow.

  "Are you serious?" I say.

  And that woke her up.

  The red eyes blink. And gradually the vampire sits up.

  She rubs her eyes with her tiny hands. "You're back!"

  Her eyes pop big as if she's a puppy who is seeing her master back. Except I am not anyone's master. Ironically, I'm supposed to be serving under her.

  I shake my head and point all around the room… And there's no used to specify where I'm aiming because, like I said, there's literally a thousand mosquitoes dead.

  "Did you do this?" I ask.

  She tilts her head. "Who else?"

  I know it's obvious, but at least I want some explanation. "Why would you do all of this?"

  Her thin eyebrows furrow. "I know you humans have a brief memory to be proud of (like me) but remember that you're the one who suggested that I do this."

  "Killing mosquitoes?"

  "Eating them. Well, more like sucking them. Like sucking a thumb stained with cheese. And you're right. There's enough blood in them. Most of the blood comes from humans. It doesn't taste good like usual, but I can survive."

  I... I'm not sure what to say. How the hell did she gather this much when she's stuck in this room?

  I decide to explain it to her—just playing fair. "I meant it as a joke."

  "Joke?"

  "I expect you to know that much… Eating mosquitoes is really bad."

  So much for the Queen of the Earth and Abyss. You have the intelligence of a twelve-year-old girl.

  She snorts, "Don't compare me with your human average health. I don't need you to care of my  health."

She got it all wrong.  "No…" I begin, "I really don't care about your health or anything."

  That stabs her in the heart. I can tell by her sudden retreat.

  I continue, "It's just… now I need to clean all of this."

  I look at her. "Unless you would clean all of this. I mean, this is all yours 'leftovers' anyway. A queen should have a sense of responsibility, right?"

…

  "Clean?" she repeats. Her red eyes sweep around the room.

  There's a pause.

  That is broken by her sudden act:

  The vampire wails ("Arrrrrrggggg...") and slowly drops herself on the couch as she holds her stomach with both hands. "H—Human." She looks at me with teary eyes. "I guess you're right. Eating mosquitoes should be treated like a joke. Bloody cow, my stomach is growling angrier than the Kraken itself!"

  It's like watching some demon lord actress rehearsing his death scene.

  I sigh. Of course, the self-proclaim queen of the world rather sucking out blood from mosquitoes than cleaning them all after that. More work for me, I guess.

  But there's no cleaning equipment in this clubroom. So I guess I have to borrow the janitors for some… later. Now I have to deal with this vampire again who is now letting out somewhat plays from Willi*am Shak*spear grim monologue to something.

  "Oh, the dear devil one. Save this poor (but awesome) soul from this pain. Oh, Lucifer from hell, who's listening to every wail. Forgive me what I've done to those poor creatures and spare a mercy for me in this long life the world gives me."

  I can feel my eyes drooping now.

  I know she's acting, but she doesn't have to go that far and let her tears flow down her cheek.

  It... makes me feel bad.

  I shake my head. That was probably just because of the bind. What the world makes me feel.

  But the human is a rebellious creature to begin with. We don't follow the world's rules. If it says to destroy this world, then fuck off. I don't like being forced into anything. Not anymore.

  But then what?

  The vampire continues, "It's just like a thousand nails pricking my heart! It's like ten thousand knives caressing my organ. Wakkk…" That is her last cry before dying.

  She stops. Not moving.

  The vampire is dead. Hooray.

  She opens her eyes back.

  The vampire is alive. Woe to us.

  The question hits me again. But then what? I don't know what to do with this vampire now. She has proven to me she could kill anyone instantly, and that she is indeed a vampire.

  "Ahaha, was my dead performance deceit you!" The vampire says to me, "I can't die, I tell you! I can't. Because I'm THE Dracula's Daughter! I should be the one who grasps everyone in this world and makes them call me a queen of all queens!"

  She throws herself from the couch in an arc and slowly stands in front of me. Her pointy nails touch my nose. "That starts with you! If I can't even control my own supposed to be one-who-opens-chaos, then I wouldn't be nothing. So be prepare!"

  She turns back, "Ah yes, yes, I'm so awesome. It's a brilliant strategy!"

  She turns around back. Her eyes are a lot more… excited. "I have decided." Her fang grows poking out. "I would grab your heart and make you submit to me as a queen! It's the first step."

  I pull down her nail, "Look, vampire. That wouldn't happen."

  She raises her chin… but probably realizing that I am towering over her; she floats herself up. "That is going to happen. We Draculas never know how to fail! We are the most perfect being in this world."

  "Uh'huh."

  "Don't Uh'huh me you! Think of it this way. You know you couldn't do anything to me except serve me. You even feel the world's bind. Do you think you can run from something that you're living in? No. No! Ahaha…"

  "Uh'huh."

  She grits her teeth. "Shut up! Don't make the face of something smarter than me! If you really think you've a chance to fight this bind, then let me hear about it."

  "..." I shrug, "I could just stay like this and wait for you to sleep back in the coffin."

  Her eyes go to the coffin. "That coffin… is horrible. I don't like how it feels like." She mumbles. But then her eyes and confident voice return, "No, I will never go back in there! And you couldn't make me!"

  "But you'll be bored."

  "Bored?"

  "Well, you're going to be in this clubroom for a very long time. There's nothing in here and you're not going out as long as I'm here. We can play chess, that's the only game I see in here. Or you can read old books. But no conquering the world business. If I were you, I'd be sleeping now."

  "That's the problem, you're not." She laughs, "Well, well. We'll see about that, human! Like I said, you wouldn't keep me here for long."

  She smiles suggestively.

  I sigh, "You're right. We'll see about that."

  She nods five times. "And I'll win. The great Dracula's daughter, queen of the earth and abyss!"

  Whatever you said.

  I pat her head again despite she's floating over me.

  But the vampire doesn't like that very much.

  "Whwhwhat—this again! Get your hand off of me. Don't you know who I am?"

  I shrug, "No I don't."

  "What!"

  "Say..." I pull my hand, "Do you actually have a name or something?"

  "Is... Is the queen of the abyss is not enough of a name for you?"

  "That's a title. And not to mention, it's not yours now."

  "Hmph, it's as good as mine already."

  Good for you then.

  "Anyway, you probably have a name, right? Something close to Dracula, your father?"

  She laughs, "Not even close!"

  "All right so..."

  She gives me a frown. "If my name is what you asked, then I shall give it to you. My name is..."

  Her eyes go up and around and to the corner.

  "My name is..."

  She gasps and looks at me with unstable eyes.

  "I… I don't remember my name!"

  She... doesn't remember her own name?

  Her spell breaks and she lets herself crash down onto the floor.

  Thud.

  Woah, are you okay?

  She groans.

  Not from pain.

  From thinking too hard, guessing from how she's holding her head.

  Her puppy eyes once again clash with me. "Oh no. I've lost some of my memory."

  ...

  So much for the perfect creature on Earth.