Hotel Transylvaina: The Tide Chapter 1: ReturnBefore i get into this I just want to say thanks to Blackout046.More Like This
He helped with editing, idea's and sentence restructuring. He wanted me to make it clear however, that this is my original story.
I will state what scenes I credit him for at the end as to avoid spoilers.
I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed making it.
: Drac enters the "Kreeping Kavern" in means of meeting an old friend. He takes an empty stool.
Bert: What'll it be your Majesty.
Drac: Oh..Come on Bert just call me Drac like everyone else.
Bert: HA!.. What would be the fun in that hu?.. So..
Drac: Just a Blood Beater.
Bert: Thought as much.
: The Blood Beater, slides across the table to rest right in Drac's hand. Drac takes a large drink exhaling loudly after swallowing.
Drac: Best Beater in Transylvania.
Bert: Thank ya kindly..
: A short stubby man in the stool next to his swivels around to face Drac. Drac's eyes dart to meet his then back to strait casually.
Hyde: Didn't recognize me did ya.
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Suzaku twirled the stalk of mistletoe between his thumb and index finger idly, staring at but not really seeing it as the memory of his first kiss (unplanned and embarrassing as it was) played out in his mind.
The bed creaked, a warm body shifting closer to his own, and Suzakus train of thought immediately halted. He turned his head to glance over his shoulder, allowing a smile to curve his lips upwards as Lelouchs arms snaked around him from behind. Tired violet eyes were gazing coolly at the plant in Suzakus hands; he must have just woken up.
Mistletoe? he asked, amused, as he reached out to touch it. Whered you find this?
In the student council room, Suzaku replied, grinning as he turned over onto his other side. The decorations for the Christmas festival came in yesterday.
Lelouch, who was in charge of the student councils funds, did not appreciate hearing that Suzaku had stole
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Alucard X Reader: Ghost the Assassin Ch.3
Violence, swearing, Fluffiness.
I follow Alucard to the training grounds. A woman of about average height stands before an array of targets, a huge cannon like gun on her shoulder. She shot a few times and turned toward us. She looks me up and down, taking in my cold demeanor, which is much like Alucard’s.
“Is this a new Draculina?” She asks pointing at me. Alucard huffs.
“No, she is not. She now works for Hellsing.” Alucard smiles, “She will be t
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You heard the phone be taken from Levi and finally got an answer, “Hey, sorry about Levi. Shes really worked up about an adventure she wants us to join her in.” your other bestie Alex said sighing deeply. “What’s this ‘Adventure’” you chimed.
“She wants us to go walking through the woods by your place at midnight tonight.” You thought about this for a moment. You had heard strange noises coming from those woods.
Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad to check it out. “Alright I’ll meet you guys here at midnight then.” Your friend hung up and you began to get ready. You put on you (f/c) Tee shirt, your black skinny jeans and your converse.
You packed a bag of snacks a
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Violence, swearing, blood, Vampires and Ghouls. That is for now…
I peer from my hiding place on the roof. Down in the plaza was a horde of zombie like ghouls. They moved in slow choppy movements. A cry rang out in the large plaza, making every ghouls head turn in its origins direction. A young boy of about six had stood up from his hiding spot, fear paralyzing him. His back against the wall he cries, fearful and scared. I pull out my .50 caliber Magnums and begin pumping hollow point bullets into the ghouls. I aim at their hearts and heads, they fall five at a time. When I run out of bullets in one Mag I put it away and grab another. The plaza is bathed
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