Vlad stared at the letter for a moment and shook his head. He called for one of his bats and penned a quick note in reply. Oh my dearest boy,Still so headstrong ? At least this time, you have entered my territory, and if they have dared to lay a hand on you, then their worst nightmares are about to descend upon them. I am coming.Papa.

The creature did not hesitate but grasped the small piece of folded paper in it’s talons and flew off into the night, Vlad’s thoughts directing it to the house in question. Without ado, he stepped out onto the wide balcony of his chamber in Castle Dracula and like a great bat himself, flew up into the night sky, the flurry of smaller forms spreading out like wings around him.

((Made another thing for the Wheel of Life and Death verse! Vlad exploring with Gabriel and one of his great grandchildren.))

Vlad’s brows knit. “ Don’t you dare ! He’s enough of a smug bastard already, I don’t want to give him any more excuses to make fun of me. It’s going.. I promise, just as soon as Mina buys some dye!.”

“They threatened you…” Vlad growled. Crimson hues shifted to meet his son’s innocent gaze as fangs were bared. A couple of Mehmed’s men had found their fortress and threatened the boy’s life. Needless to say, they all paid with their lives.

After immediately washing the blood away and ridding himself of the blood soaked clothes to wear cleaner apparel, his adrenaline was still pumping and the need to go on a hunt for more Turks loomed in his brain. But Ingeras was there to calm him down, to make sure he didn’t do anything drastic. As if killing Turks outside the fortress walls wasn’t drastic enough.