Dear papa, I am writing to you to acquire your assesistence for matters of vampiric nature. I have seem to have gotten into a misunderstanding with the local coven, and I would like some assistance. We are at 124 Oak street in Bucharest. -Ingeras ((Translation: dad a bunch if vamps found my weakness, come save me)) -knotfairy
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.
It was not long before he reached the Capital, and alighting on a rooftop opposite the house, he assessed the situation. He could sense his son’s presence but there were others there too.
