Eternal Shadows (Season 2 of Dracula:Thirst for Blood)

EP 1: Unwanted Guest

Prologue : 

The year was 2016, and a group of divers were exploring the ocean floor off the coast of the Philippines, near the western shores of South Luzon. The water was a deep, inky blue, and their powerful lights cut through the murk as they swam deeper and deeper. One of them, a young woman named Mia, spotted something unusual.

"Hey, guys, come look at this!" she called out through her mask's microphone. Her fellow divers gathered around as she illuminated what appeared to be a human body, encrusted with centuries of sea growth. The figure was dressed in tattered, ancient clothing, and his features were eerily preserved.

"Is that... a mummified body?" one of the divers, Luis, asked.

"Must be," Mia replied, reaching out a gloved hand to touch the figure's lips. As her fingers brushed against the cold, leathery skin, the man's eyes suddenly snapped open. They were a piercing, blood-red, and filled with a predatory hunger.

Before Mia could react, her fingers snagged on a rusty crucifix hidden within the tattered clothing. The ancient artifact dislodged and sank to the ocean floor as the man's eyes flared with life. In an instant, he lunged forward, his fangs sinking into Mia's wrist. She screamed, but the sound was muffled by the water and her mask. The other divers watched in horror as the ancient figure drained her of blood, his own body rejuvenating with each drop.

"Get out of here!" one of the divers shouted, but it was too late. The man moved with supernatural speed, attacking and draining each of them in turn. As he consumed their blood, his appearance changed. His skin grew youthful and vibrant, his hair thickened and darkened, and his strength returned.

He quickly ascended from the ocean floor, breaking the surface of the water and swimming to the western side of the South Luzon shore. Climbing onto the shore, he looked around, disoriented by the modern surroundings. Spotting a fisherman nearby, he lunged at him, grasping his shoulders with a vice-like grip.

"Ano'ng... taon... na... ngayon?" Ferdinand demanded, his voice rough from disuse, each word stuttering as he regained his voice.

"2016!" the fisherman stammered, eyes wide with terror.

Ferdinand smirked, the information sinking in. He bit down on the fisherman's neck, drinking deeply until the man was lifeless. Turning around, he saw the world had changed dramatically. More buildings rose against the skyline, and a helicopter flew by, its blades chopping the air with a mechanical hum.

As Ferdinand absorbed the modern scene, three figures emerged from the shadows, approaching him with confident strides. At their forefront was Creon Kim, now wearing modern glasses and holding a set of casual yet princely attire.

"Master," Creon greeted with a slight bow, his tone respectful yet tinged with amusement. "Welcome back."

Ferdinand tilted his head, studying Creon's appearance. "Ano itong suot mo? It looks unfamiliar to me" 

"Welcome to the 21st century, boss," Azreal said with a smirk, stepping forward. He wore a leather jacket and jeans, looking every bit the modern man. "Marami nang nagbago."

Ezy, the youngest and most enthusiastic of the servants, chimed in with a grin. "Oo nga, boss! Ang dami mo nang kailangang matutunan. Kahit nga yung cellphone, may apps na!" 

Ferdinand's eyes flickered with interest and amusement. "Ilang taon ba ako nawala?" 

"Master, you were at the bottom of the ocean since 1890. It's been 126 years," Creon replied, adjusting his glasses.