â Like, noo way, a vampire !? â a creaking sound is heard & of course , there is someone in there . maybe he was a little too loud for even count dracula . scooby whimpered in fright as he saw him . it just happens that the mystery crew are just on urban exploring one night in an abandoned cemetery , thatâs for certain . sure , they met other vampires in the past minus count dracula . heâs an icon but he scared him to a degree .
even for an amateur detective , shaggy could tell something was off . he just doesnât like him for instance because well , heâs a vampire ! pointing his flashlight at him & quivering in fear , shaggy adds distastefully . â Even if youâre not the DRACULA , I still say every vampire is out for our blood . Donât get me started on the whole NOT all vampires , because Iâm sure most of are mean .â
â Reah, mean.â Scooby crossed his arms at him . He wonders why a vampire would be out here in the open when thereâs possibilities of vampire slayers could be lurking about & Scooby hates the smell of blood . Before he could ask , his owner asked for him .
â Like , whatâs a vampire doing here in the middle of nowhere ?? Especially a cemetery in all places ? Itâs dangerous here , man . Like, no offense but we take extra precautions not to trust any supernatural beings because most of them ended up being bad .â
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red eyes momentarily blinded by a merciless ray of light, shuutarou squinted and quickly shielded his face. while a source of light like this didnât do harm to him in any way, his eyes were adjusted to the darkness, and the sudden disturbance in it was not kind on his enhaced sight. beside that, he was being showered in accusations right after waking up. how did they even know he was a vampire? had they sought him out with this knowledge?
âwait, what are you even talking about? why would i be after your blood when youâre the ones who woke me up?â something wasnât adding up here, but instead of explaining in proper, the shabby looking man continued throwing accusations at him. shuutarou could have sworn he even heard words coming from his dog.
it was frustrating to him to be on the receiving end of a verbal assault, without any moment to defend himself, and thus instead of immediately refuting anything, in the blink of an eye shuutarou zoomed from his position in the coffin to stand behind the man, hand upon the others to point the light away from him.
âwill you just listen for a moment?â he said quite exasperated. âiâm not going to take your blood. iâm not even hungry in the first place, but even if i was, itâs not like iâll just go ahead and attack people randomly!â after all, if he were to actually dig his fangs into a human being, at best they would die a miserable death of poisoning, and at worst they would turn into a vampire themselves. a serious expression dominated his features for a good moment before he let out a defeated sound and let go of the manâs hand.Â
âiâm not here because i want to be either. they messed up my lodging and i donât know anyone here, so i donât know where i can stay other than this place right now...â