This was original going to be a role play game for our LJ community "vandracula" started by my dear friend "gabrielsangel". The two of us soon decided to write a joint fanfic instead though and this is the result of our labours. We had no idea how the story would progress as we just took turns writing a section each.

It's been an honour writing with you ma chere. This one is for you!

Angels and Vampires
Arene stood in a corner of the large room, looking around at the large group of people who had gathered here. She twisted a strand of her blonde hair in her fingers and wondered if she should be here. It had been a very strange day for her so far. All of the members of the vandracula group on her LJ had recived a very strange invitation (admit one only, of course, isn't that always the way it is) to come to a gathering in an old palace in Transylvania. The gathering was going to be held by a very mysterious man, who had favored the movie greatly. It was for Dracula fans only and she could see why very fast. Most of the girls had come dressed as vampires, Dracula's brides or even Dracula himself. All Arene had done was worn her Van Helsing hat, which wasn't exactly helpful.
"Well.... at least I'm noticable," she had told herself.
It had been a very nice day though, the girls had introduced themselves as their LJ names and old friends could finally meet. It was really kind of like a college reunion... without the college. Arene pulled away from her corner and began to walk through the crowd. She introduced herself as gabrielsangel and quickly met some of her friends. It felt really nice; like meeting members of her family.
The palace, though old, was extremely beautiful. This guy had gone all out! It actually looked like the ballroom from "Van Helsing", with food, dancing and beautiful costumes. It was fantastic.
Suddenly a very small, rat-like man appeared onstage. Everyone looked up at him. Arene moved closer to the stage, getting in the front row, she wanted to know what this was all about. No man held a party this big without a catch.
"Dearest ladies." The man began in a voice Arene swore she knew, "I am pleased to introduce my master and your host..."
With that, a man walked on stage and the room feel deathly silent. Every girl stared at the man, daring not to blink for fear it was a dream. A hand gripped Arene's arm.
"It's.... him!"
It was, in person, Count Vladislaus Dracula.

Nicola grabbed the arm of the girl next to her in excitement. It was really him. Count Vladislaus Dragulia. All her dreams had come true. She felt a sudden urge to rush forward to him but controlled it. Then she saw his eyes move over her. It was as if he had known her desire. "Of course he does, fool," she told herself, "he can read your mind!"
As his gaze rested on her she became light-headed and gripped tighter to her neighbour's arm to stop herself from falling. He continued his inspection of the group and as he looked away from her Nicola recovered.

"Did you feel that...that power?" she asked her neighbour in a whisper.

Arene nodded and helped the girl back to her feet. She looked at Dracula again and something inside began to warn her.
"Something strange is going on."
"No, Kidding!" another girl standing beside them whispered. "The man of our dreams invited us here, he happens to be the sexiest man on the planet.... maybe he'll even invite us to spend the night!" she squealed.
"It's more than that." Arene whispered. She turned to Nicola, "Stay here."
Before Nicola could ask, Arene slowly made her way through the sea of girls (they had parted so Dracula could make his way through them, almost like the red sea) until she saw Dracula clearly and stepped out behind him. Dracula turned around and his eyes locked with hers. The girls all began to sweat, what was he going to do? Arene tried to speak, but she was so scared, she could barely find her voice.
"Wh...why are we here?"