DEAN DRAKULAR

how it all began

"I am soon to become king, in a century or two. I expect more respect from you two" Dean said as he sat by the palace entrance with his two best friends Viper and Grustine.
"It would be an honour to serve you Dean" Viper whispered, his voice soft and like that of a thousand souls. He came from the soul reapers clan. He was the grand son of the reaper himself who rested 2000 years before. Now his father serves as personal advisor to Dean's father, Dracula. It has always been his duty to be Dean's guardian and advisor ever since the first time they met as kids. He was seated in a long black gown, cross legged infront of Dean who was on an iron stool.
"Ahh", laughed the loud mouthed Grustine, son of the army commander and as built up as his clan people. " you will always be Dean and so my behaviour towards you won't change". He rested his large arm on Deans slender shoulder.
"Dont touch me you maggot!" Dean said angrily and got up to face Grustine who was standing next to him. He was slightly taller and more muscular than Dean but that didnt stop Dean from punching him in the chest ."ouch!" Dean shrieked at the pain his knuckles felt after hitting Grustine's iron Armour.
"Must you two always delight in a fight?" viper hissed." I was a fool to think centuries would have changed you and made you new",the second statement was so low that the other two barely heard it.
"Class time!" announced one of Deans servants.
Grustine yawned "boring!!!"
"Shut up!" Dean said almost angrily but with a smirk "time to see who else i can charm into my chamber". Both Dean and Grustine laughed but Viper was expressionless as usual. The three then got up and walked to the academy. That was where they where taught all about there kind, everything they needed to know about the kingdom alliance called Transylvania and a little bit about the world above.
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"Youre still sleeping?!" Her mother yelled from the door.
Debra slowly opened her reddish tired eyes to look at her already dressed up mother. She was wearing a fancy blue jacket and black trousers.
Debra growled in irritation, she had barely slept. This was because she had spent most of the night before reading her favourite novel, 'lost in the woods', and slept really late.
"this is your first day of school and you dont seem excited"
'Must i be?' Debra thought to herself as she rolled her eyes and sat up. "what ever" Debra said "i hate this day already"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Hurry up and get dressed or you're going to miss the bus" where the last things her mother said before she shut the door closed.
Debra looked around her room like it was the first time she had ever seen it. She was shocked that her mother didnt blurt out about how messy it looked. She must have been in a good mood today, meaning good food for breakfast. This thought brought Debra's senses back and she pounced out of bed to get ready for the new day.
Debra walked down stairs from her room in her usual outfit; a black t-shirt,blue mom jeans and her worn out sneakers. She was welcomed surcastically by her younger sister, Shelly, who was already gobbling down her favourite serial.
"Good morning, dark star". Of Course dark star was the nickname she used on Debra because of her goth attitude and style.
"Shut up!" Debra growled just as her mother walked in.
"Could you atleast be nice to your little sister for once in your life?!"she asked, rolling her eyes as she placed a bowl of what looked like vomit on the table infront of Debra; green mushed veggies mixed with sweet corn ,green beans and God knows what else.
Debra picked up the fork next to her and started pocking it."What is this?",she breathed,suddenly feeling nauseous.
"Its about time we started eating healthy food, i got the recipe from the internet. Try some" her mother replied sounding proud.
"Ugh, actually im late. Gotta go. Bye" with a swift turn of he legs, Debra rushed out the front door and slammed it shut.
Her mother was still standing at the table and sighed in disappointment. Shell immediately noticed her mother's disappointed expression and broke the silence.
"Dont worry, mom. I will eat it",picking up the bowl and fork and trying not to show her disgust, she smiled brightly and gobbled it down.
Her mother smiled warmly at her and placed a hand on the little blonde head."thats my girl,if only your sister was more like you..."she paused for a while as the memory of her husband came in mind. Debra was very close to him and the transition of his sudden sickness to death changed her a lot. She really missed the glowing brunet who laughed and played all day.He always knew how to cheer her up. So now that he is gone, she is striving hard to make the family happy again. She will not stop trying to keep them happy despite the financial problems.
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"My son,your time to rule is near. Its sad to say but i have grown rather bored and tired. It's time I rested and you took over" Dracula said while sitting on his huge throne and his cold, dark voice echoed in the room.

The room was huge, furnished with sculptures and paintings coated in gold.At the center, a long iron table stretched across half of the whole room. Around it stood golden coated chairs with the finest leather. They where perfectly arranged in readiness for official meetings with the king.

The wall behind the throne was decorated with red and black silk curtains and they had the Transylvanian alliance symbol on them; a circle with an octagon in the middle.The floor was coated in rare black marble and four golden pillars stretched at each corner of the rectangular room. The entrance doors where wooden and gigantic.They where to be kept shut at all times,unless otherwise.Right at the far end from the door, the magnificent golden throne was decorated with sapphire and emerald stones at the sides.The light from the torch sticks hanged against the wall produced a crimson red effect that complimented his fathers red gown.
Dean was kneeling right infront of his father, not daring to speak or look up at him;the one feared by all in Transylvania.
"Here my son,is the key to the world of the mortals." That sentence caught Deans attention and he looked up at his fathers outstretched arm.He had never dreamt of leaving Transylvania. The thought of what the human world was about did come once or twice but he had never put much thought into it.Now at that moment, he wanted it just as much as he wanted the throne. He wanted power and to rule just as much as his love to explore.
"Take this chain,all you have to do is wear it and you will Appear on the surface. But take my word..." Dracula cautioned,"as long as I am still king,it must only be used under my authorization..... And that is only when the war is nigh,am i clear?" His voice was heavy and more intense in the last statement.
Deans eyes where fixed on the marvelous gold chain in his fathers hands. He barely heard a thing he said."yes, master", he managed to say. Master was what Dean was allowed to call the king.
Dracula smirked "good". He saw the hunger that hid in his sons wide hazel eyes, that look that reminded him so much of himself.
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