DRACULA: A VERY SPECIAL FLAVOUR

The Conflicted Soul-Part 4

ST MARY'S CONVENT 1885

As the storm passed over the Carpathian mountains and over the convent, Sister Mary was drifting in and out of consciousness. Sister Agatha wanted to know ALL the story of the dream, but she had to let the much, much older nun rest a while. There was a bright flash of lightening that lit up the sleeping nuns withered face. Agatha stood up and went to a basin and wrung out a damp cloth, and then gently placed it over Mary's forehead.

She just needed to wait for the old nun to rest a while, before she could listen to the rest of the story...and outside as the storm clouds were now gone, and the moon came out, the wolves sung to the distant thunder.

INTERLUDE:

CAMBRIDGE 2020

Fitz Van Helsing laid back on the university green and gazed up to the sky. The towers of the university campus in the foreground. A group of friends were with him as they joked about their days lectures.

"Old Mansfield needs to dust himself down and get a life...did you hear what he said to me?", gasped a blonde student with a pink T shirt.

Fitz laughed, "What? That you looked like you haven't slept in 3 weeks? That's per norm for a student...", he looked at him, "...and to be fair Robbie, he doesn't know what shit you are snorting up your nose"

A girl with a long braid laughed in her rainbow sunshades as another group of students passed by them, "I cannot believe you said that your parents actually finance the shit you take Robbie"

Robbie laughed, "What can I say...both of my parents are real class...they practically hold high office in the government and snort coke in the evenings"

Fitz raised his eyebrows, "and they say WHY is the county going quickly down the toilet with brexit and all that"

Robbie smirked.

Ellen, the girl, lifted her face to the warmth of the sun, "What about you Fitz? Do your parents let you snort all-sorts"

Fitz's face darkened, "My parents? My late Mother was a scientist and my Father is a monster, I don't think he'd care what I took or snort"

Ellen looked down to him, "but you are so smart...do you get that from them? You are good at everything"

Robbie chuckled, "You are only saying that because you want Fitzie boy to fuck you"

"Fuck off Robbie!"

Fitz gazed up at her, and smiled at her with his dark brooding eyes.

Count Dracula opened his eyes. Eyes that clearly were an inherit match. He leaped out of the bed and rubbed his temples. He looked about the dark room of his apartment and then went to the mirror.

SHE WAS IN IT. SISTER AGATHA. AND SHE WAS AMUSED.

"Ohhh Count Dracula...you are dreaming of him again"

Dracula's eyes were dark and cold as he glared at her, "WHY? IS THIS YOUR DOING? IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE FORCED YOU INTO HELPING ME? THAT YOU'VE DECIDED TO HAUNT ME WITH HIS...HIS..."

Sister Agatha tilted her head in the mirror, "...his life how it should have been? Living in his correct time going to university and becoming someone educated and important in the far off future...?"

Dracula shook his head, "that wouldn't have happened you stupid bitch...HE would have been kept as a test subject in a laboratory"

"that is possible...but not impossible...that's the trouble with destiny...it can go off down all kinds of paths"