A Vampire Thing

Chapter Seven

[Sorry about the wait. Enjoy!]

Vlad leant against the windowsill in his bedroom, staring into the night.

He wondered where she was now.

Yes, Erin had left. She'd gone as soon as the sun had set.

Artur was still in the castle, probably downstairs with Ingrid. Vlad knew Erin wouldn't just leave her child, she would be out there somewhere devising some sort of plan to get back at him.

"Can you not?" Ingrid laughed at Wolfie who was chewing her boot. She was sprawled out on the sofa watching the breather television. Her boots were on the floor. One of them at least; the other was in Wolfie's mouth.

The werewolf didn't acknowledge his half sister, he ripped off the sole and took it to Artur, who was playing with his own little boots.

The toddler grabbed the wet sole from Wolfie's mouth and attempted to throw it. It only landed about a metre away, but the dog pounced on it cheerfully and brought it back to his play mate.

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Will sensed a vampire as he heard a knock on the cottage door. It was a persistent, impatient knock.

He didn't waste his time answering it. He was enjoying himself too much to bother getting up. A bottle of fresh blood, a depressing old record playing and a blood top-up laying just outside. It was basically paradise. For a vampire.

The door knocker banged again, then shouted, "It's Erin!"

Erin? Will didn't see what reason that garlic muncher had to disturb him. Then again, perhaps Ingrid had sent her to 'sort him out'. He laughed at the thought.

"Want to stir things up?!" Erin shouted at the wall, getting very frustrated at his ignoring her.

Will sped to the door and opened it, he smirked as he said, "And you don't think I've already done that?" He paused to look at her, "Have you gone dancing in a rubbish dump?"

"I almost became dust, I don't expect you to under- oh wait," She tilted her head, "You should understand completely. How did you enjoy being one with nature?"

Will leant against the door frame. He wasn't letting her in just because she was sarcastic, "What do you want?"

"Your help. We can get back at the Draculas once and for all."

Will stepped aside, "Come in."

Erin waltzed inside like she owned the place, she entered the living room and sat down where Will had been just seconds before.

He looked at her in annoyance and leaned back in the chair opposite, "So what's your idea?"

Erin lost her sudden confidence, "I don't have one... yet. You're going to help me think one up."

"Am I?" He spread his arms on the back of the chair and crossed his legs, "So you're the boss of me are you?"

"No." Erin leaned forwards, "But you want to get back at Ingrid, don't you?"

He mimicked her, "I don't 'want to get back at Ingrid', her stupid presence is gone, that's all I care about."

"C'mon," Erin smirked, "It'll be fun. I know you want to."

"My thoughts are much too complicated for you to know. But..." He leaned forward as well so they were in whispering distance, "I would like some fun. So I will help you."

The curtains rustled in the wind as the two half fangs shook hands, making a silent agreement.

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