One True Alpha

3

"I don't really understand what you're telling me," Adrian stared at Vincent and then looked down again at his drawings. 

"It's a bit hard to explain to someone that hasn't seen it before," Vincent laughed slightly and tried drawing a different image. "Where I come from, there are really tall buildings that contain mostly windows. I live in the city in a small apartment." 

"Is it like a castle?" 

"No, not quite." 

"I don't think I'll ever understand a single thing you've explained to me these past few weeks," Adrian sighed, resting his head on the table and looking up at Vincent's face. 

"That's okay." 

Adrian stood up abruptly and went over to the window. He stared down out into the unknown and then turned back to look at Vincent. "He is coming." 

"Who is coming?" 

"The one trying to overthrow me..." Adrian looked back outside. 

"What are you going to do about it? Do you think you can take him?" 

"He has an army of followers and I just have myself." 

"You're a vampire overlord, don't you have some sort of skills you can use?" 

"I'm not very-" 

"Hm," Vincent stood up and looked out the window next to Adrian. "You don't have to fight them, just make them think that they'll lose if they pick a fight with you. You're Dracula, not them, so they must expect you to have some sort of power." 

"I am not fit for this role. How am I supposed to convince them that I am?" 

Vincent closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath in. When he opened his eyes he stared at Adrian with such contempt as he had never seen before. "Kneel." His voice ordered, demanding the action and threatening great punishment otherwise. Adrian instantly knelt to the ground without thinking to ask questions. When he realized what he'd done he stared up at Vincent, confused. 

"How did you do that?" 

Vincent's expression softened. "Years and years of practice in unknown places." 

"How do I learn how to do that in the few minutes we have before they get closer?" Adrian sat up a bit and stared out the window again. 

"Aren't you an alpha?" 

"Technically I am the One True Alpha," Adrian replied. 

"What does that mean?" 

"It means my aura should be much stronger than a normal vampire's because I have been granted the title of Dracula." 

"So, you should be able to manage if we practice a little bit in these few moments." 

"Do you really think so?" Adrian stared up at Vincent, trying not to get his hopes up. 

"We shall see." 

...

"This imposter Dracula is hiding in his castle without a care in the world! He is weak!" Sebastian yelled out for his crowd of minions, trying to boost their morale. "I am the true Vlad Dracula II. Tonight we shall prove that!" He placed his hand on his chest and smirked. Everything was going according to plan. There was no way this vampire from low standing was the real ruler. The previous Dracula would never choose someone that shared the same name as the Alucard. Absolutely not. It was unheard of. He wouldn't accept it. No matter what. 

"Come out of hiding, coward!" Sebastian turned to shout at the castle. The gates opened first, followed by the giant doors. Fog swirled around and lifted. There were whispers among the crowd, some started to fear for their undead lives. Others said it must be their imagination, that nothing was really there in those shadows, that the laughter they were hearing was just in their heads. They kept telling themselves that until the laughs grew louder and louder, finally stopping as a figure emerged completely. A male with silver hair and a cloak trailing behind him. 

"You mean to call me a coward?" he snickered and placed his hand on his chest. "Me? When you are the one that cannot come and discuss your trifling matters alone? You needed in army? Dear Sebastian, were you that afraid for your life?" 

Sebastian didn't take the bait. He simply pointed at Adrian and announced his intentions. "I am here to take your position." 

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that," Adrian folded his hands and smiled, tilting his head slightly. "You have three minutes to leave." 

"Do you not realize the position you're in?" Sebastian scoffed. 

"No, dear Sebastian, I believe it is you who does not realize the position you're in," Adrian pointed his long black nail at Sebastian and took a step forward. He ran his free hand through his hair and allowed his eyes to stare into Sebastian's. With each step forward Sebastian seemed to shrink further and further into himself. Sebastian had started this rebellion believing Adrian was a pushover, easy to overthrow, and it was time to correct that assumption. 

Adrian pressed his finger on Sebastian's forehead and all kindness in his eyes was lost. "Do you really believe that I would hide in my castle without gaining reinforcements if I thought you to be a real threat to me?" he asked, removing his finger. The instant the tip of his nail left Sebastian's skin entirely his aura intensified, causing Sebastian to wobble slightly. He remained standing regardless, fighting back with his own aura. 

"Look," Adrian grabbed Sebastian's chin and forcefully turned his head behind him to gaze back at his troops. Each vampire kneeling and staring at the ground, unable to stand up. Each one having lost their will to fight. The thousands of them, just sitting patiently, waiting to be freed from Adrian's aura and have permission go back home. 

"Do not mock me again, Sebastian Michaelis. I will not be so patient with you next time," Adrian's nails dug into his skin as he growled into Sebastian's ear. He let go, allowing him to fall to the ground, and turned on his heel to retreat back into the castle. When the doors closed he leaned up against them and let out a long sigh, falling to the ground. 

"Did I do okay?" he asked, staring up at Vincent who had been watching the scene from the window next to the door. 

Vincent looked down at him and gave him a thumbs up. "Yeah, that was hot," he confessed and then instantly regretted it. "I mean, uhm, you did great." 

"How can I be hot? I'm always cold to the touch..." Adrian stared down at his arms, feeling them. 

"Forget I said that," Vincent laughed awkwardly.