Chapter 1:Confrontation

1983, Dracula's Castle

John Harker and Quincey Morris finally encountered Dracula, Dracula's eyes started to turn bright red.

Any person could see the lust of anger that filled his bright red eyes. He shrieked a loud noise like a war cry and leaped at John. Startled, he fell down but managed to evade the leap.

Dracula immediately got back up and started clawing onto John, he tried his best to deflect the sharp claws but it managed to get a good strike on his left arm causing it to bleed profusely. He screamed in agony over the pain but this only resulted in him letting his guard down causing Dracula to have another good strike on his right arm causing both arms to start bleeding.

Dracula tried to bite his neck but it was interfered by Quincey stabbing his heart and pushing it away from John. "Ack, I don't think I have the strength to hold my weapon anymore, It hurts so much" cried John. "Don't be foolish, don't you want mina to turn back into a human?" shouted Quincey.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have a vampire right in front of you and dare have the courage to speak amongst yourself in battle? If you talk too much, I might just kill both of you too quickly, you wouldn't want that would you?" said Dracula while he was removing the knife from his heart. "You have a good point, Dracula but if we don't talk, surprise attacks won't be as effective", Quincey threw a secondary knife that he had been storing at his pocket. Dracula grabbed the knife unfazed but before he knew it, Quincey ran and punch him to the ground.

He took his knives and tried to cut his head. But although the cut was deep, it wasn't deep enough to behead Dracula, it simply just overpowered Quincey and bit his neck. Although still bleeding, John used the little strength he has on his arm and tried to pull Dracula out. But it just punched John away. "John do something, I don't want to turn into a vampire." "I know dammit stop rushing me!" In a desperate attempt he grabbed the small bottle of holy water on the floor and threw it at it's head.

A loud shriek of pain could be heard across the entire castle. John pushed it's torso aside and ran towards Quincey, he noticed that he it was already too late and that he was affected by the vampirism curse.

Quincey was barely conscious, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" he started tearing up while Dracula started laughing hysterically "This is too hilarious" it laughed for another good 5 seconds but then it stopped and changed face expressions. "You're next, and after that it's London"

John stood up, took his kukri blade and started running towards it and a duel that no words could explain occurred.