The boys sat in Henry's car in Stoney silence. Vlad let his thoughts wander to Andre. What did he want exactly? Why did Otis seem to scared when he mentioned his name? And what's with everyone out for his blood? Why didn't the garlic affect him? Vlad had so many questions poised at the tip of his tounge, all of which would remain unanswered. Vlad suddenly felt a surge of anger he didn't even know he had. Why can't he just have a normal life?? Since his parents died, his life had taken a huge downward spiral for the worst. Over the years, he's had to deal with insane vampires, determined slayers, and obnoxious little weasels like Eddie Poe trying to expose his vampirism to the world, not to mention the years of relentless bullying and torture he has endured from Bill and Tom. His life sucked and there was nothing he could do about it. Vlads eyes blurred with angry tears and his naturally pale face turned beat red. He angrily slammed his fist down on the dashboard, eliciting a gasp from Henry. "Dude! Careful with the merchandise!" When Henry saw the look of despair and misery on Vlads face, his features softened and he reached over and pulled him into his embrace where Vlad he broke down and sobbed in His arms. "Vlad.. Don't cry... Please. Hey.. You want to do something fun? Forget about your problems for a couple hours?" Vlad looked up and nodded. Henry playfully slugged him in the arm. "That's the spirit."
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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.
