The son of the Lord of Vampires awakens in New Orleans 2017, and he must defend the world from the traitors of his father's kingdom, but in doing so, he must uncover secrets of his past.
Rated R: For Pervasive Sequences of Bloody Action and Violence...
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"Hello Angie, long time no see." I say to Angelica, who is still stunned from my new look.
"Drake? Is that you?" She asks me.
"Yeah, I look fantastic don't I?" I ask her.
She then slaps me across the face, and hugs me.
"What was that slap for?" I ask.
"That was for not coming home sooner! I thought you were dead!" Says Angelica.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to worry you." I say to her.
"Where were you all this time?" Angelica Asks.
"I was with my father, I now know where I come from." I say to her.
"You do? I mean, that's wonderful, I'm glad you learned about your past, so who is your father?" Asks Angelica.
"Well, my father is the very first Vampire to have existed... Count Dracula." I say to her.
Angelica then stands there with a shocked look on her face. She then starts laughing, as if I was joking about this piece of news.
"You can't be serious, you... The Son of a myth." Says Angelica.
She then sees that my look has not changed, feeling a sign of truth coming from me.
"Oh my god... You are not joking. You are the son of Vlad the Impaler? But he has been dead for centuries." Says Angelica.
"Not exactly, he was turned into a Vampire after he made a deal with the devil himself. From that moment on, he was now known as Count Dracula." Says Gregory.
"I'm sorry, who the hell are you?" Asks Angelica.
"I'm Gregory Taylor, I am a Hunter and a friend of his father." Says Gregory.
"Okay... This is crazy, you guys are crazy." Says Angelica.
"Let me show you..." I say to her.
I then have Gregory shoot me in the chest with his Shotgun. Angelica screams in terror, as she watches me fall to the floor.
"What the hell was that?! You just killed him!" She says.
"Not really..." I say.
I then rise to my feet, and the bullet wound in my chest closes up. Angelica then has a look of astonishment on her face.
"You should be dead, unless my blood test results were true." Says Angelica.
"Blood test results?" I ask.
"While you were asleep, I took a sample of your blood and I tested it. It said that you were a..."
