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Dracula's Daughter
Dracula’s Daughter
Copyrighted: July 2006
Category: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Crossover with the book and movie Bram Stokers Dracula plus 2...or more.
Rating: PG-13 to R - minor Violence and Foul Language. Rating for later if I write more. The heavyer R stuff is stil being written so so far it's mostly light R for cussing.
Spoilers: Season 5 episode 1 Buffy vs. Dracula. The story starts before the episode, the main char gets to Sunnydale the day the story starts on. Dates are AU. Any others will be stated in chapter.
Summary: Dracula’s two kids come to town to stop him from turning Buffy.
Disclaimers: Any characters whose names and descriptions are used are the property of their original owners, and no copy right infringement is intended or meant. No money can be made from this story. It can be distributed freely so long as it is kept in its entirety, with all notices and copyright information intact. I own Venka if you wanta use her ask.
Comments and Criticisms are appreciated, please post to UniilaDellaLuna @ yahoo. com
Author's Note's: This is slightly AU since I have Dracula’s kids show up to stop him.
Dracula’s Daughter
Chapter One: Memories
Trans Atlantic Flight
Over the Atlantic on the way to New York, New York
July 5, 10:00 pm local
First Class
Venka’s POV
Here I am on a plane heading towards New York then I’m on to Sol Cal to stop my father from turning a slayer, oh joy.
I haven’t seen him in nearly a hundred years really. Sure I was there when Van Helsing staked him but I was up in the North Tower watching. I thought he was dead so I left. He lived , which sucks. I had hoped like my brother that we where through with him, looks like we aren’t.
::Sighs:: Just our luck. Oh well this time he’ll stay dead if me and my brother have anything to say about it.
Hmm… Guess I should introduce myself. I’m Venka Draculovna, 2nd child of Dracula. Yes Dracula is my father. True it is rare for vampires to father or bare children, me and my brother “D” are two of the only ones I’ve heard of that are still alive. I’m a Pure Blood born of two vampire parents, wherein my brother is born of a mortal and a vampire making him a dampir. Out of the two of us I’m the truly rare one. It’s only one out of two hundred born that survive birth. My brother D is more along the lines of one out of every five hundred.
::Giggles:: We are both rare, not that we care. My brother is a pain though, he hates our kind, the vampire I mean either breed, the demonic more then the “Pure Blood”, but he still hates half of himself, it’s sad really. Though funny since he loves me dearly.
Ahh but then again our own kind don’t really like us much either. We tend to kill those who break the Laws, mortal or vampire. So they hate us, Though we are truly feared by only the demons. The Pure may hate us but we only kill the law breakers, the demons, we kill them all.
But back to the point. Why I’m on the way to the Hellmouth. You see years ago I swore to protect the Slayers from any threat be they Pure Blood or demon and to slay all demons that cross my path.
When I was 111 I met a Slayer. A beautiful young woman, who I saved from one of my own kind. I told her about them and for some reason I still haven’t figured out I told her about myself and she told me about the Slayers. I met her Watcher Jean-Claude that night, what truly surprised me about that night is that Isabella only told him that I helped her slay the vampire nothing about myself being one. I stayed with them after that and for three years I trained Isabella to fight the monsters better while Jean-Claude trained me in the way of Slayers and Watchers as if I was to take his place at his death.
Isabella was my lover, my friend, and the key to my humanity for those three years. You see in the hundred and eleven years I had lived I had lost my humanity, I was just a killer, till Isabella brought it back to me.
In return I loved and protected her till her death. She died in my arms two moths after Jean-Claude’s death. He had died in his bed the first Watcher in nearly 300 years to do so. Isabella was crushed at his death for he was like a father to her, both of us really. I tried to help her with her grief but I could not for I didn’t truly under stand it. Death is life to me, I don’t morn like mortals, it is beyond me or it was until my Bella’s death.
She was 20 that day, I remember it so well. We where traveling through Italy. It had been raining all that day and as the sun was setting we came upon a village where the elders told us that a demon had been terrorizing them. From what the elders told us, it had sounded like one of my own kind was to blame. I told Isabella this and asked her to leave and I would deal with the problem. You see it is against my peoples law to kill more then three people in anyone village, to feed more then needed, you see we only need to feed once a week unlike our demonic cousins. They had broken two of our laws, they had to pay. But Bella wouldn’t leave me, and that choice would kill her.
So we waited in the little village. He showed that night with five of the demonic breed. A third law he had broken, We Are Not To Have Dealings With The Demons!! Bella fought the demons as I went after the Pure Blood. An easy fight, he was younger then I, and I had been training a Slayer and fighting demons for years now. It took me mere seconds to destroy him. But when I turned to help Bella I saw one of the demons stab my love through her heart. At that I lost control calling on my magic’s I incinerated them with one large fire ball. I caught her as she fell and held her as she died in my arms, all this in seemingly in slow motion when in reality it was mere seconds. With her last breath she made me promise to live as I had since finding her, not to fall back in to the hunter I had been before she saved my soul.
For the first time since my mothers death all those years ago I cried. I cried blood as my lover, my heart died in my arms. Thinking of that night can still bring me to tears. Later as I buried my heart I promised to guard her sisters and to kill all demonic vampires that crossed my path to avenge my lovers death and to kill every law breaker of my kind.
To this day I have keep my promises guarding all slayers I have come across over the ages while destroying every demon to cross my path and killing my own kind for breaking our laws.
That is why I am headed towards the Mouth of Hell to protect a Slayer from being turned by my father even if I must kill him to stop him. To slay the demons that reside over the mouth is just part of the package. Yes I will kill my father if I must for if he turns the Slayer he will be breaking our cardinal rule. The fool is willing to break his own laws therefore he will die if not by my head then by my brothers!
As the plane stops I make plans to stop by a friends antiques store to pick up my sword he has been holding for me for the last 20 years. The planes taxis in to the airport terminal. I go through customs and get my bags then head out and hail a cab telling the man to take to me to the antiques store on Hudson Street.
End Chapter 1.
Copyrighted: July 2006
Category: Buffy The Vampire Slayer Crossover with the book and movie Bram Stokers Dracula plus 2...or more.
Rating: PG-13 to R - minor Violence and Foul Language. Rating for later if I write more. The heavyer R stuff is stil being written so so far it's mostly light R for cussing.
Spoilers: Season 5 episode 1 Buffy vs. Dracula. The story starts before the episode, the main char gets to Sunnydale the day the story starts on. Dates are AU. Any others will be stated in chapter.
Summary: Dracula’s two kids come to town to stop him from turning Buffy.
Disclaimers: Any characters whose names and descriptions are used are the property of their original owners, and no copy right infringement is intended or meant. No money can be made from this story. It can be distributed freely so long as it is kept in its entirety, with all notices and copyright information intact. I own Venka if you wanta use her ask.
Comments and Criticisms are appreciated, please post to UniilaDellaLuna @ yahoo. com
Author's Note's: This is slightly AU since I have Dracula’s kids show up to stop him.
Dracula’s Daughter
Chapter One: Memories
Trans Atlantic Flight
Over the Atlantic on the way to New York, New York
July 5, 10:00 pm local
First Class
Venka’s POV
Here I am on a plane heading towards New York then I’m on to Sol Cal to stop my father from turning a slayer, oh joy.
I haven’t seen him in nearly a hundred years really. Sure I was there when Van Helsing staked him but I was up in the North Tower watching. I thought he was dead so I left. He lived , which sucks. I had hoped like my brother that we where through with him, looks like we aren’t.
::Sighs:: Just our luck. Oh well this time he’ll stay dead if me and my brother have anything to say about it.
Hmm… Guess I should introduce myself. I’m Venka Draculovna, 2nd child of Dracula. Yes Dracula is my father. True it is rare for vampires to father or bare children, me and my brother “D” are two of the only ones I’ve heard of that are still alive. I’m a Pure Blood born of two vampire parents, wherein my brother is born of a mortal and a vampire making him a dampir. Out of the two of us I’m the truly rare one. It’s only one out of two hundred born that survive birth. My brother D is more along the lines of one out of every five hundred.
::Giggles:: We are both rare, not that we care. My brother is a pain though, he hates our kind, the vampire I mean either breed, the demonic more then the “Pure Blood”, but he still hates half of himself, it’s sad really. Though funny since he loves me dearly.
Ahh but then again our own kind don’t really like us much either. We tend to kill those who break the Laws, mortal or vampire. So they hate us, Though we are truly feared by only the demons. The Pure may hate us but we only kill the law breakers, the demons, we kill them all.
But back to the point. Why I’m on the way to the Hellmouth. You see years ago I swore to protect the Slayers from any threat be they Pure Blood or demon and to slay all demons that cross my path.
When I was 111 I met a Slayer. A beautiful young woman, who I saved from one of my own kind. I told her about them and for some reason I still haven’t figured out I told her about myself and she told me about the Slayers. I met her Watcher Jean-Claude that night, what truly surprised me about that night is that Isabella only told him that I helped her slay the vampire nothing about myself being one. I stayed with them after that and for three years I trained Isabella to fight the monsters better while Jean-Claude trained me in the way of Slayers and Watchers as if I was to take his place at his death.
Isabella was my lover, my friend, and the key to my humanity for those three years. You see in the hundred and eleven years I had lived I had lost my humanity, I was just a killer, till Isabella brought it back to me.
In return I loved and protected her till her death. She died in my arms two moths after Jean-Claude’s death. He had died in his bed the first Watcher in nearly 300 years to do so. Isabella was crushed at his death for he was like a father to her, both of us really. I tried to help her with her grief but I could not for I didn’t truly under stand it. Death is life to me, I don’t morn like mortals, it is beyond me or it was until my Bella’s death.
She was 20 that day, I remember it so well. We where traveling through Italy. It had been raining all that day and as the sun was setting we came upon a village where the elders told us that a demon had been terrorizing them. From what the elders told us, it had sounded like one of my own kind was to blame. I told Isabella this and asked her to leave and I would deal with the problem. You see it is against my peoples law to kill more then three people in anyone village, to feed more then needed, you see we only need to feed once a week unlike our demonic cousins. They had broken two of our laws, they had to pay. But Bella wouldn’t leave me, and that choice would kill her.
So we waited in the little village. He showed that night with five of the demonic breed. A third law he had broken, We Are Not To Have Dealings With The Demons!! Bella fought the demons as I went after the Pure Blood. An easy fight, he was younger then I, and I had been training a Slayer and fighting demons for years now. It took me mere seconds to destroy him. But when I turned to help Bella I saw one of the demons stab my love through her heart. At that I lost control calling on my magic’s I incinerated them with one large fire ball. I caught her as she fell and held her as she died in my arms, all this in seemingly in slow motion when in reality it was mere seconds. With her last breath she made me promise to live as I had since finding her, not to fall back in to the hunter I had been before she saved my soul.
For the first time since my mothers death all those years ago I cried. I cried blood as my lover, my heart died in my arms. Thinking of that night can still bring me to tears. Later as I buried my heart I promised to guard her sisters and to kill all demonic vampires that crossed my path to avenge my lovers death and to kill every law breaker of my kind.
To this day I have keep my promises guarding all slayers I have come across over the ages while destroying every demon to cross my path and killing my own kind for breaking our laws.
That is why I am headed towards the Mouth of Hell to protect a Slayer from being turned by my father even if I must kill him to stop him. To slay the demons that reside over the mouth is just part of the package. Yes I will kill my father if I must for if he turns the Slayer he will be breaking our cardinal rule. The fool is willing to break his own laws therefore he will die if not by my head then by my brothers!
As the plane stops I make plans to stop by a friends antiques store to pick up my sword he has been holding for me for the last 20 years. The planes taxis in to the airport terminal. I go through customs and get my bags then head out and hail a cab telling the man to take to me to the antiques store on Hudson Street.
End Chapter 1.