Light in the Dark (Young Dracula) 3

Ch. 13: All for One

The Predictum Impaver's pages were filled with the blood of a slayer and the words appeared. The very last page read: 

"I, Sethius, am the power of the Predictum Impaver. 

Now I have all the blood I need. 

I can make my return."

The book vibrated, teeming with life. The Draculas stood by and waited to see what would happen and who this Sethius was. The binding became his skin, the pages his bones. He appeared in front of them adorned in ancient century robes of red and decorated with the bones of Slayers. Across his skin and bald head were written the words in the book. "That feels good. I thought I was never getting out of there." He spoke, his fangs bared. He looked around at them and the great hall of the school they stood in. "What century is this? Where am i?" He asked.

"Twenty-first century. England." Vlad spoke first. Sethius pondered him, wondering why an unassuming vampire dressed oddly was speaking to him. He stalked closer to Vlad and the Count placed his hands on Vlad's shoulders, fearing for his son.

"I am Sethius, Chosen One." His introduction shook everyone in the room.

"You can't be the Chosen One. Vlad is the Chosen One." The Count spoke, fearful to approach Sethius. He grabbed the Count by the neck and lifted him off the ground.

"Are you calling me a liar?" Sethius asked.

"No!" The Count replied, his voice high-pitched from the asphixiation.

"Anyone else want to question me?" Sethius asked.

"Let him go!" Vlad shouted.

"Make me." Sethius replied. Vlad sped up and grabbed Sethius' arm and used all his strength to pull it and his father down. He tried not to show his strain in his face. Sethius was amused. He laughed. "You've got guts. Let's work together, you and me." He offered. "What do you say?"

Vlad looked to his dad who shook his head. "Put it here. blood brother." Vlad spoke and held out his hand and Sethius accepted. "Now, who's gonna give Sethius the grand tour?" 

"It would be my pleasure." Bertrand stepped forward.

"But probably not yours. I'll show you." Ingrid also came up.

"Stop kissing my coffin, you can both do it. I'll be the rose between two thorns." Sethius spoke and chuckled at his joke. They led him off which left the Count and Vlad to talk.

"You okay?" Vlad asked.

"The only thing he injured is my pride! who knows what he'll do next time? He's got bats in his brain." The Count responded.

"We need to play for time." Vlad said.

"Why wait? Let's finish him now!" The Count exclaimed.

"He's a maniac but he's not stupid. We need to take him by surprise." Vlad explained. "I need you to build me a sun catcher." He told Renfield. "And I'll keep him occupied until the sun comes up and then we can make our move." Vlad explained.

Renfield got to work while Sethius was still getting the tour and Vlad and the Count waited in the great hall. "What is that look on your face?" The Count asked, staring at his scrunched brow and deep frown. The closest thing he could guess was plotting. 

"I wish Anna were here." Vlad admitted.

"Thinking of your Breather lover, are we?" The Count shamed him.