#d'ablo

Ever since Vlad had woken up the morning after Halloween, he just… couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong. So very, very wrong.

It wasn’t until he’d found the journal, his journal if the writing on the cover was right, that everything clicked into place. Well, not everything.

But it was enough.

And Vlad was determined to fix things, to ensure that this time, things went better. That people didn’t die.

And that his father would pay for everything he did to Vlad’s mom.

But he knew he couldn’t just run off and search the world for his dad, he just didn’t have the money for that. Heck, he had needed to save up weeks worth of allowance to make sure he could have enough to get a cab to and from Stokerton.

So, he’d looked to some other place to start. At the beginning.

D’Ablo.

The vampire that had started it all for Vlad. Who had done everything he could to make Vlad’s life a living hell.

And his options were clear, even if he didn’t exactly like them.

He either needed to convince D'Ablo to join his side, or he’d need to kill him.

Just the thought still left him ill.

He hopped that the latter would be the outcome, but he needed to be ready for the worst.

Before leaving, Vlad had grabbed the lucis, the ultimate weapon against vampire kind.

Then, he left for Stokerton, for the council building.

Once inside, he kept his head down, hoping not to be spotted and recognized before finding D’Ablo and getting a chance to talk.

Surprisingly, he managed to find the president, and things didn’t seem to be all that busy.

Vlad took a deep breathe, no turning back.

He needed to do this.

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