Author's Note:

Premise:
Anna did not die of smush at the end of Van Helsing. Dracula didn't die because of some sort of complication. Marishka is still dead, but apparently Verona and Aleera are still around. Carl is back at the Vatican, but Frankenstein did manage to escape. Anna and Van Helsing go to another ball of Dracula's, to try and vanquish the Dracula family, but Vlad's never-ending lust gets in the way...

This part I did not write alone. I wrote it with my friend Countess Verona Dracula. Type in that name in the search box to find some awesome stories. I know the parts she writes are better than mine, but she's being doing this longer, so gimme a break.

This fanfiction was written through various emails. Those from 'Anna' are written by me. Those from 'Arwen' are written by her. My character is Anna Valerious. Hers is Verona Dracula. We swich POV's throughout the story and sometimes use second person when reffering to each other.

If any of you care to know who Analiese is, she is a character from Countess Verona's fanfiction, Ripples in Time. You should check it out.

I am posting this here because I want to. I don't give a damn if you like it or hate it, but its here for ya. If you have any criticism, I don't wanna hear it. But questions and comments of good or neutral value will be answered to.

I will post more if general response is positive. It would probably be easier to copy all of this into a Word Document or something and read it there. . Enjoy!

P.S. The formatting on this document manager is not cooperative. Each section is supposed to have little asterisks at each end (to symbolize action, you know? Like in emails, if you want to smile, you put: (asterisk) grin (asterisk)? I can't actually put the little stars, but hopefully you get the idea) but the document manager deletes them every time I save changes. Oh well. You can all pretend.


----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:50 AM
Subject: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I grab up my skirts in one hand and push open one of the giant double doors with my other gloved hand. Van Helsing follows me into the hall, dressed in some brown outfit similar to the clothes he wore last time to one of Dracula's parties.
The silver stake hidden underneath my skirts pokes me uncomfortably, but I ignore it. Nothing will distract me from the plan. This plan will work. I know it will. Dracula will probably grab me and start dancing with me, which is what we are hoping for. This will distract Dracula long enough for Van Helsing to kill at least one of the brides. Knocking off his stupid air-headed brides will certainly make him easier to kill.
My eyes widen in surprise as I realize that Velkan's duck, Verona's dog, Dracula, and his two remaining brides are the only ones at this stupid party, aside from the band. What? What is this?
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:31 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Why Anna, we're so happy you could make it." I smile at your shocked expression. "As you can see, so many of our other guests sent us their regrets."
Aleera snickers at this, then whines as Dracula pulls away from her. "I say that now that our guests are here it is time to start the party! Won't you join me in the opening dance, Anna?"
Van Helsing stiffens a bit at this, but does nothing.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:43 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

My heart pounds with terror. No, I would not like to dance with you. Ever. I give Van Helsing one last glare to make sure he takes care of a bride quickly and step forward. "Will it matter if I refuse?"
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:51 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"No." He smiles, stepping even closer.
Without warning, Aleera and I are at Van Helsing's side. "Why don't you come dance with us, Van Helsing?" Aleera says, pulling him away from you and Dracula.
"Yes. We love to dance." I smile, running my hands up his chest.
Van Helsing jerks away and pulls out the stake he'd hidden, preparing to drive it down into my heart, but I bat it out of his hand with no more effort than if he were a child.
"Did you really think it would work?" I whisper in his ear.
As if on cue, the quartet starts playing and Dracula sweeps you into his arms.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 12:20 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I close my eyes, trying hard not to shriek in anger and frustration. We had discussed the danger of putting our plan into action to early. Damn him! I hear someone fall to the ground and someone clambering after the stake.
Dracula, however, ignores the ordeal and whirls me around the empty dance floor while staring blatantly at my cleavage. My hatred of him increases and I stiffen, trying to catch a glimpse of him over Dracula's shoulder.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 12:39 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Van Helsing continues to try and fight Aleera and me off, to no avail. After dancing away from his blows, Aleera finally comes behind him and seizes his arms. I draw back my arm and punch him in the stomach, causing him to double over.
"Pull him up," I hiss to Aleera. "The master wants him to watch."
The quartet reaches a sustained note now, and Dracula slowly begins to dip you. You struggle at first, then make the mistake of looking him in the eye. You find your body complying slowly with his wishes as he opens his mouth, revealing his fangs, and leans in towards your exposed neck.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 12:44 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Stop! Stop! NO!" I shout, trying to make my arms move for the stake I have hidden somewhere. I didn't have to kill him, just stop him! Where is Van Helsing??
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:13 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Oh? Unwilling still?" Dracula says, bringing you up from the dip. He looks over your dress once more. "You look beautiful, Anna. Verona and Aleera have already made a dress for you, back at the castle." He leans in so that you're cheek to cheek and whispers in your ear. "We've already made up a bedroom for you."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:21 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Let go of me." I say, my stomach knotted with cold panic. "You are truly stupid if you wish to bring someone who hates you as I do to your own home." I try to wrench myself out of his grasp. I need that stake NOW. If the famous Van Helsing can evade every policeman in Europe, why can he not evade two simple-minded vampires??
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:35 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Stupid, or brilliant?" He asks, holding you tighter. "Keep your friends close... keep your enemies closer. And I assure you we will be very close. It isn't all bad to be a bride, Anna. My proud Anna."
"I am not yours," You hiss.
Meanwhile, Van Helsing has finally recovered from getting hit in the stomach and manages to break free from Aleera by kicking her in the gut. I bare my fangs and prepare to attack him but he pulls out a gun and shoots me. I scramble to dig the silver bullet out of my shoulder while Aleera flies at Van Helsing, her claws extended.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:44 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I see a pink blur in the corner of my eye and I hear Van Helsing grunt as he is knocked to the ground. Oh, sht. Why is he messing around?? "If you treasure your brides so much, then why do you not go to their aid??" I ask, desperate to get away from him.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:50 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"They can handle themselves." He says nonchalantly. He laughs a bit as Van Helsing manages to fling Aleera into one of the buffet tables that had been set up.
While Aleera shrieks angrily and tries to escape the various foods now clinging to her, I leap onto Van Helsing once more and am about to claw him when Dracula hisses in my direction. I growl back and move away from Van Helsing, settling for circling him with my fangs and claws bared. He backs up as Aleera copies me, his hand on his gun, trying to decide who to shoot first.
You take advantage of Dracula's momentary distraction and try to break free of his hold once more but he turns to face you with all the anger he'd shown me before.
"This can be easy or painful, Anna. Test me at your own risk."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 1:57 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I almost make a frightened noise, but I turn my fear into anger. "I cannot wait to destroy you." I spit in his face. There. Now he has to let go of me to get saliva out of his eyes. A tiny, cowardly part of me regrets the spitting, but I ignore it.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 2:03 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Dracula laughs at this, and lets go of you with one hand to wipe away the spit. The other hand keeps you pressed firmly against him. "And I cannot wait until you scream my name with that same passion." He smiles, leaning in to kiss you cheek and then dragging his lips down to your neck and collarbone.
You can hear Van Helsing's shout, but it comes from a distance. I take advantage of his distraction to backhand him, making sure one of the rings on my hand collides with his temple. In that moment when he's stunned, Aleera picks him up and flings him into the nearby wall. Cackling, she starts to stalk after him. I for my part look back at you, waiting to see if my master is finished yet.
How much longer? I ask through our link.
Let me have my fun. He responds.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 2:15 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I am so insulted and scared that my thoughts begin pouring out of my mouth before I even know what they are, "I will NEVER become one of your whres! I would rather die than have you touch me!" I attempt to push him away, but my hands will only rest against him, refusing to do anymore. No, this can't be happening! Van Helsing and I should be running for out lives away from this place with two bloody stakes and the knowledge that now only Dracula must be killed! Jesus Christ, I need that stake!!!
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 5:09 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"But you're touching me now." Dracula smiles slowly against your skin. "Do you want to die now?" It's only then that you notice his fangs are out.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 8:46 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Panic wells up inside me again. Just hold him off until Van Helsing comes! He will come! "Why are you doing this?" I ask, mostly just to keep him talking.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 9:27 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Can't I just want you?"
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 9:31 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"No. Why do you want someone who completely loathes you?" I ask, trying hopelessly to see around him. I hear another gunshot and someone wails. Can he just shoot Dracula so I can get the hell away from him???
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 9:50 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Because there are fates worse than death." He lets you feel the press of his fangs against your throat.
Van Helsing has pulled out his shuriken at this point, and as Aleera and I back away from him I roar to Dracula. Do it now! We don't have time!
"Anna!" He shouts, dropping one shuriken so he can throw the stake at Dracula, driving it deep into his shoulder.
Dracula snarls and, stunned by the pain, sinks his fangs into your throat.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:04 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I gasp, my mind screaming as my vision and hearing quickly begin to fade. No! I won't go like this! The strange sensation of the life being drawn out of me forbids me from thinking. I can feel my heart beating rapidly, almost as if it will explode. Thoughts and memories whirl in front of my eyes, to fast to be deciphered, then suddenly...there is nothing...
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:42 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Van Helsing starts to yell and tries to get to you but Aleera knocks him flat on his back. She looks about ready to finish him off but I swipe at her, keeping him away. "Leave him! Get ready to go!"
Once you are limp and still in his arms, Dracula holds you in one arm and cuts his wrist with one sharp claw. Lowering you to the ground, her opens your mouth and begins to pour the blood down your throat.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 10:54 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Something bursts in my mind, a harsh explosion of emotion and feeling. I don't think. I feel raw and exposed and...hungry. Need and hunger like I have never known before crashes over me. However, something is satiating the painful hunger. Something. I need it. I don't know what I am doing, but I don't stop.
As soon as I understand I am drinking, everything comes back to me. Information crowds my brain rapidly. I try to open my eyes, but the colors and lights and sounds are too much. Too bright. Too loud. Dracula. Van Helsing. The ball.
I shut my eyes again, and suddenly I am convulsing in pain. It hurts so much. Knives, trying to split me open from the inside. There must be knives. Tears spill from my eyes and I groan. I writhe, trying to push the pain away from me.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:16 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Sensing that the change is coming on, Dracula lifts you once more and transforms into his bestial form. Aleera and I do the same, and we burst through the nearby windows and fly out into the night. Aleera cackles as Van Helsing's anguished cries drift up to us on the frosty air, but I can't bring myself to feel joy at our victory. I don't feel badly for you, either. The emotionless calm that is my constant companion settles over me and I consider with dread how interesting the next few days will be...
Go and hunt, Dracula says to Aleera. She will need to feed soon.
Aleera swoops out of sight. Dracula and I fly on to our icy home and swoop into one of the towers. Dracula carries you down to your new bedroom and lays you on the bed. He shifts back to his human form and stands there observing you, pleased with his prize. "We are three again." He says, sensing that I remain in the doorway.
"Yes. Two was never enough. God forbid one." I am about to turn and leave when Dracula teleports to my side and seizes my wrist.
"Is my eldest displeased with the new charge?" He asks softly. I don't respond. He runs a hand through my hair and he kisses my neck, biting it softly in a mark of affection. "Don't be displeased. We've won."
I try to feel the distant flutter I used to feel when he touched or looked at me, but I can't. I pry myself gently from his hands and leave.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:27 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Why won't I die? When will the pain end? I want to die! I want to escape this!! I dig my heels down, clenching my teeth. The pain has spread out, reaching my arms and legs. I feel as if I am being simultaneously stabbed and shot. Everywhere. My skin prickles and feels hot. My breathing is wrong and labored. Someone is talking, hushing me. "It will be over soon." They touch my face, "Your body is dying, my love." I scream, begging to just die and leave this all behind.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:32 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"You will leave it behind soon. Just rest. I will not leave you until it is over."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Thursday, July 13, 2006 11:38 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I moan again, feeling like tearing out my own hair or clawing at my own face. "Kill me!" I pant. I want free of this! I double over in pain, my legs brushing against that person I can't classify. I twist and curse and shout like this for an indefinite amount of time. Days, minutes, weeks, hours, I can't know.
Then it is suddenly swept away. The burning on my back and in my face has stopped. I must be dead now. Thank God. I ache, so horribly. I'm so tired and ready for eternal rest...
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:02 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"You see?" The voice whispers. "All will be better now."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:21 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Yes." I breathe softly. Yes. The pain is gone. Purgatory would even be better than that. Anything would be better than that. Hell cannot even be that bad...
Then hunger crashes over me again. Not as devouringly insatiable as before, but still great and terrible. I open my eyes and see the person. A man. A dark, primal voice inside me whispers master. He will protect me. Feed me. Take care of me. He must. He will. I needed food and he would bring it.
I grab him, staring desperately up at him, too starved to tell him what I need. My eyes ached and burned as if I hadn't blinked or slept in years...
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:33 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

The man chuckles and cups your cheek with his hand. "Don't worry. We have brought something for you."
Another person enters into your vision- a woman, with long red hair. She smiles as she offers you a cup, the contents of which you cannot see.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:44 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I can't see it, but I can smell it. Nothing has ever smelled so sweet and flavorful. I felt lightheaded, yet determined upon seeing it. I knew I would die without it. I hold out my arms, shaking with weakness. The man, the master, takes the cup and holds it to my lips. I drink. Oh, how I drink. Like life being poured back into me, the aches slowly lessening. My eyes cease to burn. My thoughts are clearer, my feelings more acute and intensified.
When I finish, I look back up at the man. But suddenly, the man is gone. In his place is the smug face of Dracula, son of the devil and murderer of my entire family. In the place of the woman is his jealous bride, Aleera. I shove myself away from him, my heart thudding in my throat, and fall onto the floor. My body still aches and I quickly stand up.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:49 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Be careful," Dracula says, taking a step towards you. "You are still weak. Do not hurt yourself."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:55 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

His words confused me, so I ignored them. All I could see is that I was in a room with two vampires and I was unarmed. The room was too big. I'd never make it to the door before they could stop me. But that doesn't matter. The odds have never mattered. I shot forward, pressing one foot on the bed and jumping over it. My stockinged feet had no shoes. I felt somewhat lightheaded. My entire body was full of dull pain. But all I could think about was the door in front of me.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:00 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

The door suddenly ceases to get closer as you feel Dracula grab you around the waist. You try to fight him, but your arms feel suddenly like lead. "Lie back down," He says in a soothing voice. "And keep drinking."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:06 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"No! Let go of me!!" I try to beat my fists against his arms and kick at his legs, but my body protests after only a few blows. I squirm weakly. "Godammit, let go..."
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:11 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Very well. But only if you lie still and drink." He puts you back down on the bed but keeps his hands on your shoulders to keep you from getting up. Aleera hands him the cup again and he holds it to your lips, waiting for you to drink.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:17 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

My body screamed for the drink. I wanted it so badly...but what is it? Is it poison? He's trying to kill me! No, no, I forbade my mouth to open. I writhed in his grasp and shook my head, spilling the drink down onto my neck and chin. I kicked up my legs as hard as I could. I have to get out of here!
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:20 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Dracula pulls back the cup, afraid you will spill more. "Anna, if you don't drink, the pain will come back." He sounds stern, like a teacher.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:27 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I don't stop squirming. I would rather die like that being cooked alive than with these demons. I have to leave! I have to go! My brain thinks sluggishly, acquiring the trait all my limbs seem to possess. Somehow, an idea comes to me. I reach up for the cup as if I will drink it. However, as soon as it is out of his hands, I throw it away from me as hard as I can, glad as I hear the contents splatter onto the floor.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 10:30 AM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Aleera snarls and looks like she will attack you, but Dracula growls back at her and she retreats. I appear in the doorway, wondering what is going on.
"That was unwise, Anna. I can get you more, but if you waste all the blood we've brought you you will have to wait until we hunt again, and then the pain will come back. It will be just as bad as before."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 2:29 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Blood? What? I throw Dracula's hand off of me and jump off the bed. As I do, I feel the unused hidden stake poke the back of my leg. I try to keep the relief off my face. Now I can get out of here. I stumble over to you, my vision blurred around the edges. "Get out of my way." I yank out the stake.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 3:21 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I raise an eyebrow at you, then step aside. "Let's see how far you get."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 3:28 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I start running and I don't look back. Grabbing up my skirts and trying not to slip without my shoes, I dart around the castle. Hunger bites at my insides. What's going on? Where is Van Helsing? I look behind me to make sure I am not being followed. When I look forward again, I see a flight of icy stairs. I slip, falling forward and knocking my head against one of the stairs.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 3:46 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

You roll onto your back in a daze, seeing the world swirl around you. The hunger starts biting at your insides again, getting more insistent. You stand up but that just makes the world twirl even more. You cling to the edge of the stairs until it rights itself, and then see that I am standing in the entrance to the room, watching. You sneer and start pulling yourself up the stairs, slipping on every step.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 3:54 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"What is this??" I ask, still clutching the stake. The farthest I can think back is to the ball...dancing with him...I try to pull myself up, but I just slip all the way back down the stairs, landing flat on my behind. How is it possible that I feel like vomiting and consuming everything in sight at the same time?
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 4:17 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"What is what?" I ask, gliding closer.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 4:25 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"This...what did you do to me?" I manage to say, trying just to focus on you. The hunger inside me is boiling, consuming me almost to the point of unconsciousness. All I can recall is the dancing...and then I was here. The memory is broken and the edges hurt as I try and remember.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:02 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"You are one of us now." Is all I say, turning you to look at the wall beside you so you can see your lack of reflection in the ice.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:11 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Through my hazy vision, I can see the shiny ice ahead of me. Of course she isn't there, but where am I? Where is my blue dress? Where are the strands of my hair that have fallen out of the pins and won't stay out of my face? Where are the stupid white gloves Van Helsing insisted I wear to blend in with the other guests???
"No. No." I shake my head. The plan worked. It was supposed to work. This is a nightmare. God, my stomach hurts. "No."
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:12 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Yes, Anna." I whisper, putting my hands on your shoulders. "We are sisters now."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:19 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I blinked several times, which only made me dizzier. She was lying. My body was trembling with hunger, but I pressed the button on the stake. The sharp end sprung out. I can't think. I have to go home. I pull away from her and trudge away from the staircase. That hall must lead out.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:23 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

The hall eventually opens up into an enormous entry room. You don't take much heed of everything around you, only what is in front of you- a pair of enormous doors.
You rush up to them and drop your stake, pulling on the huge metal rings that must open them, but it's useless. Even if you were at your normal strength you would never be able to do it, and now your arms can barely tug on them.
I appear beside you again. "It won't work. The only way you will escape the castle is if you accept what you are."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:30 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

The ice on the handles is slippery on my gloved hands. I pull again, "Shut up." I say with as much ferocity I can muster, "If I was a vampire, I would be running around looking like a slt and murdering people." I almost trip as I bend down for the stake again. I'm going to kill her once the world stops whirling around me.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:36 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"I see why Vlad wanted to turn you now. It will be wonderful to watch all the pretenses you cling to get torn away." I put my foot down on the stake before you can lift it. You stumble back. "It's getting harder, isn't it? The hunger is getting stronger. The world is getting darker."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:46 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I frown. Hunger. I stick my finger onto the sticky dried substance on my neck. Through my bleary vision, I can see it is red. Red. Red like blood. I had been drinking it. My brain slows down and my heart pounds in my chest. Blood. She was right. How did this happen? I would remember something like that...then I did remember. He bit me. He got me. Van Helsing hadn't made it in time.
I look up at her. "Move your foot."
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:47 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"No." I say simply. "You have no right to command me."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:52 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Move your godamn foot." I push myself to my feet. I had to keep moving towards my plan or I would question it.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 6:57 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

In response I jab my foot down quickly, denting the stake. I continue to put my weight and force into it until it is completely flattened where my foot is.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:06 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

There goes my last chance of sanity. Anger welled inside me, adding to the choking hunger and weakness. "Why??" I splutter. "Why?? You hate me!! I hate you!! Just kill me. No one's here. Make it look like an accident!" I speak rapidly, my words slightly slurred. I step forward and shove your shoulders aggressively, picking a fight I hope to lose.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:13 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Vlad would know. There is nothing of us that he does not know. And the fact that I hate you, supposedly, should make me want to see you suffer."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:21 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Stupid btch!" I gasp, beating my fists against your shoulders. However, I must be weaker than I think. I suddenly feel like crying. I feel like bursting into hot, bitter tears and screaming until my throat is so ragged I can't speak. I was so hungry. So tired.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:31 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"A btch, yes, but I am not stupid. I am not stupid enough to think you will come back with me and drink until the hunger has worn away your mind completely."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:37 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"I will not kill people to keep myself alive. I will never drink. Never." My legs, as if disheartened by my statement, give way and I fall back down onto the icy floor. The excruciating hunger is now drowning out the pain of my aching body. Just let me die. Let my own body just eat itself. Please...
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:46 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Everyone says that." I watch you on the ground with disinterest, waiting until you are hungry enough not to struggle when I take you back.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:55 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Her apathy only infuriates me further. I can't think of anything bad enough to call her. Or anything insulting enough. My mind feels like it is on fire. Pain pounds throughout my body. The hunger is suffocating. Oh God..."Aleera didn't."
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 7:56 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"How do you know? I was there when she was turned. You weren't even born."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:02 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I try to steady my harsh breathing, finding it hard to stay conscious. I want to just slip into peaceful unconsciousness, but my stubborn body refuses. "How could you stand there...and watch your husband...kill and...love...another woman?"
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:14 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Because it's happened twice before, and nothing I did or said then would stop him. I'm through with tears and screams and broken glass."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:20 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"Why don't...you leave him?" My eyes twitch and I find myself leaning frighteningly close to the floor.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:25 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I laugh at that, as if you're absurd to even think it. "Maybe I am stupid." I say once my laughter has quieted.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:30 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"You're stupid. You should have left him decades a go." I breathe softly. I might as give poor relationship advice if I'm going to die like this...
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:34 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"And the trouble is that I never will. He is all I have left in this world besides hallways full of dead children." I look your over, wondering how much longer you'll last like this. "Don't talk so much. Just relax and soon you will rest."
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:39 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Soon I'd explode with insatiable hunger. "You could find another husband." I whisper, laying my head on the floor and closing my eyes. I don't care what happens now. Just make this stop. Please. God, Jesus...anyone?
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:42 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"After Vlad? My heart doesn't work that way. If it's still there at all." I kneel at your side. I can sense that you're weakening and know it will be a matter of minutes before I can take you back upstairs.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:49 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

"He isn't that attractive..."
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:53 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

I laugh again but don't say anything, hoping if I don't respond you'll quiet at last.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 8:59 PM
Subject: Re: The Ball of Immortal Enemies

Something like a painful rest falls over me. It's somewhere between awake and asleep, but it's quiet. Quiet and no one is here, ruining my hopes of suicide and telling me I'm a...vampire.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:10 PM
Subject: Home, Sweet Home

I carefully pick you up and walk most of the way to your room, then teleport to your bed and set you down there. No one else remains. I'm about to feed you myself when Dracula enters His hair has come out of its usual ponytail and hangs loosely over his shoulders; his clothes are only half on. He looks like he's had a rough few minute since I've been gone, but the bite marks over his chest and throat and the distinct, musky scent of arousal combined with Aleera's laughter coming from elsewhere in the castle suggest he's been keeping himself amused.
I don't even raise an eyebrow at this and instead reach for the cup at the side of the bed, which has been refilled. Dracula comes to kneel behind me with his arms around my waist as I cradle your head and carefully begin to pour the blood down your throat. He begins to give me similar bite marks on my neck as I do this, which make my hand tremble occasionally.
"So tender." He remarks when I lower your head gently back to the pillow and set the now half-empty goblet back on the dresser. "You will soon make a fine mother, Verona. Soon."
I let him pull me from the room and towards my own, reminded of why I can't leave.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula

----- Original Message -----
From: Anna
To: Arwen
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:22 PM
Subject: Re: Home, Sweet Home

When I open my eyes again, the hunger is only dully pulsing through me. I immediately grab the half empty cup and drink. I drink, forgetting of my vow never to do so again. I look up, uneasy fear starting to well up inside me. I have to leave. I have to get shoes. I have to get the smeared blood off my neck. I shoot up and dart for the door, wrenching it open and making for the giant doors down the staircase.
Love,
Princess Anna Valerious

----- Original Message -----
From: Arwen
To: Anna
Sent: Friday, July 14, 2006 9:27 PM
Subject: Re: Home, Sweet Home

...of course, you only get halfway down the hall before you run straight into Dracula's chest.
"We're feeling better, I see." He remarks as you back up, lips drawn back in a snarl. You immediately stop the motion when you realize you can feel the beginnings of a growl rising in your stomach.
Love,
Comtesse Verona Dracula