The Vampire Servant (Editing)

Memories?

Running, that was all I could do. My legs ran twice the speed of a regular human, but even at this speed who ever was chasing me still kept their pace. Knowing that I could not stop to question what was going on, my eyes scanned the passing scenery. From what I could barley make out, I was running through a forest. The dark green leaves, were illuminated by moonlight that hardly passed through the tall trees.

"Dracula!" A voice yelled from behind me. The voice was deep and ruff, nothing at all like Vladamire's. "Stop running and face me." I felt myself smirk. But I didn't understand why.

All of a sudden my body moved on it's own. My legs pushed me onto one of the branches that had to at least be more then fifty feet from the ground. Without any control over my body, I turned to face the unknown foe. His long dark hair barley passed his broad shoulders. The top of his head was covered by a dark hat which looked like it had never been cleaned. Matching a long trench coat of the same color and condition. 'Van Helsing.' My mind commented. Like I knew who this man was, the way that it was said, was as if I was thinking about an old friend. Like I was thinking about Craig.

"Ah, Van Helsing, long time no see." I commented, still having no control over my own actions. The man glared up at me. The moon light illuminating his deep blue eyes. Van Helsing snorted in response.

"Of course it's been long, you and you're little followers don't seem to like staying in the same place longer then a night." His hands reached into his pocket, pulling out a long silver gun. "It was a good thing those half-lings hate you with a passion, other wise I wouldn't have been able to track you down like the animal you are." I felt my lips form a pout.

"It's not my fault they hate me so much, I couldn't turn them into full vampires or else they would burn away in the sun." The man grunted in response.

"Thanks to your, consideration or what ever you wish to call it, they have no place in this world. Their friends and families wont except the monsters that they have become and the vampires wont except the fact that their still human." I felt my hand reach under my chin. Taking on a thinking position.

"I see, well next time I will be sure to kill them, or to turn them into full fledglings." Helsing, not seeming too pleased tightened his grip on his gun.

"How about instead I just kill you!" His pointer finger pulled the trigger sending a loud booming sound across the forest. A silver colored bullet made it's way hastily towards me. My mind yelled for my body to move, to flinch, to blink, at least to move. However, my body remained still. Suddenly two strong arms pulled me out of the bullets way. In a blink of an eye, I was directly behind Helsing, but still not on the ground. I turned to look back at my savior. Meeting two blood red eyes.

"Master, I suggest you don't tease this hunter, he seems serious about killing you." My savior, who I now recognized as Vladamire explained, worry evident in his voice. A small smile tugged at my lips.

"I wont have to worry, you will always protect me correct?" His eyes gleamed in the moon light.

"Of course, I will always follow you." Vladamire responded. His eyes now focused on the hunter in front of us. I nodded and turned to follow his gaze. Van Helsing was now glaring at the two of us. His gun still at hand, and aimed directly at us. "Shall I get rid of him?" Vladimir whispered into my ear.

"No, he's the most fun I have had in a while, I think well keep him around for a while." I responded a little too loudly.

"I am not your toy!" Helsing shouted towards me. I laughed at his response. My eyes beginning to notice the now setting moon.

"Would you look at the time, we better head out Vladamire. See you around Helsing." I called out to the hunter in a teasing manner. With a simple flick of my hand the hunter and everything disappeared, fading to black.