Dracula
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Dracula, the legendary vampire who's name was known around the globe, flipped through yet another cheap novel with his likeness painted on the cover. It was a simple pass time of his, checking out the mortal race's literature as time passed by in his garden. How funny, he thought, that mortals would possess such creativity only to use it on such base entertainment.
Safely tucked away in a remote village in the mountains of Transylvania, Dracula ruled over the last pure blood vampires in the world. He thought that the hidden nature of the village was the saving grace of his people. He prayed that the day would never come that he was wrong.
A rustling in the bushes interrupted his thoughts. An intruder? If he was calmer, he wouldn't have acted so easily but thinking about the safety of his people made him act more swiftly than he could think. Pinning the offending person to the ground, his fangs hovered over Honey's throat.
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