"The Chosen One has paid is a visit?" Ramanga laughed, before putting a set of fangcuffs on Vlad's wrists.
Vlad thought about struggling, or even fighting back, but that would only get him hurt. Instead, he would play along and somehow attack when their guard was down.
A pair of vampires in white uniforms approached him, looking to Ramanga for some kind of approval.
"Put him with the other one," was the order recieved, "We'll find the girl later."
The girl. Ingrid. Great, so they weren't going to just leave her alone. Vlad would have to escape and also deal with this.
But who was 'the other one'? Someone else they'd brought back from the dust?
Maybe they were secretly forming an army against peace, and this one vampire had refused to help them.
Vlad would find out soon enough, the two white men were leading him into a dungeon lined with garlic juice. The aroma down there was dreadful.
"Don't try anything, or we'll just turn on them sprinklers," the first one said. Vlad noticed three sprinklers in the wall above him, they would probably spray even more garlic juice.
Vlad slumped down in the corner of his cell, being careful not to touch the walls.
Then he heard a soft whisper, "Ingrid? Ingrid, is that you?" then he heard shuffling.
Vlad got up and walked over to a small window opening into the cell next to him, he gasped when a beaten up face suddenly appeared on the other side.
It was Will.
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A Love Returned
FanfictionLife seems to be going well for Ingrid until she is forced to make a choice. Her decision will decide the fate of all the Draculas. And as Vlad nears his eighteenth birthday, it only brings more complications.
