Vlad shoved his hands in his pockets and kept His attention to the sidewalk. In his minds eye, he replayed the argument he had with his uncle until his head heart. He didn't have the slightest idea as to where he was going, but he kept walking until he found himself in a dark alley somewhere near Stockerton. Before he could gather what was happening, he suddenly felt very ill. The sickness had come over him so quick. His vision began to waver and he dropped to his knees and rested his head in his hands. He thought he could hear someone calling out to him but his ears were ringing so he wasn't so sure. In a flash, he felt someone attack him onto his back and he felt sharp pain to his head. He was too weak to fight back, so he took blow after blow until everything went black.
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Vladimir Tod: Summer Screams
FanfictionVlad finds his hunger getting worse and his uncle Otis is starting to get worried. Vlad does something he really regrets and finds himself in a dangerous situation.... With a new enemy.
