Dragᾰ

Dracula and Aleera based fanfiction. From the movie Van Helsing. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. But I wish I could!

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1. Chapter One

Romania, Transylvania 1889:

Aleera caressed her fiery, auburn locks with a stiff brush. Her natural curls licked her face. She was stunning. Soft, cadaverous skin, the colour of snow on a winter day-break. A pink, silk gown billowed around her slender body. 19 carat bangles clashed quietly on her wrist.

Her acute senses realised that someone had crept into her chamber without her permission. Aleera span around on the balls of her feet and there he was. Drifting around like the last swallow of summer. Her husband was delusional. His mind wandered off to a place of no return. He dreamed of a fantasy that no-one could even begin to comprehend.

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Vladislaus Dragulia tucked a long strand of his raven hair behind his ear out of sheer force of habit. He had a solemn, determined aura about him. He was very attractive. Midnight hair tied back with a shining, silver clasp. Clothed in a shimmering material; as dark as the night. A smirk was plastered on his cold, hard face. His eyes were piercing and astute, a deep chocolate lagoon.

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“My dragᾰ!” he exclaimed, a look of excitement in his eyes. “We have finally cracked it! Our progeny will live!”

Aleera bounded up to him, enveloping each other in their own cool embrace.

“It is a triumph of science over the almighty God him-self,” she murmured in Dracula’s ear.

“Indeed it is, my dragᾰ.”

The refreshing words travelled down her ear canal, giving her gooseflesh. A wonderful sensation.

“I shall grace you with my presence tonight. Then we shall fly.” he remarked with eager delight. Dracula glided out with the posture of a gazelle. Lusting for darkness to sweep across the land, Aleera waited patiently. Night would soon be nigh.

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Her hair swept through the air as though suspended in water, snaking out behind her and drifting like reeds. A gentle breeze tickled her cheeks. She placed a warm peach stiletto on the balcony. Aleera fluttered her eyelids close. And she fell. The wind howled around her.

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Her exquisite dress mutated into massive sky blue wings. Aleera’s angelic features morphed into a demonic face. Her dazzling teeth expanded into razor fangs. Elegant nails elongated into deadly talons. Aleera was the walking dead. Trapped between realities. Only able to let her fingertips linger in Heaven, only to lose her grip and be swept away to damnation. Aleera glided through the midnight sky that had swept across the city. It was time to feast…

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