The Pravus Rules.

The young ruler walked confidently through the crowd of vampires. His expression was calm, but inside he was boiling with excitement with what was about to take place in his former town. An attractive dirty blond male vampire who looked to be in his thirties was being held by four vampires in dark cloaks. The male vampire was sobbing, acting insane. He was bruised and bleeding all over. Letting out a hiss, he stared pleadingly at the boy who used to be his student, his nephew, his… son.


"Vladimir!" he begged loudly. The humans in the boy's view were staring in horror at the scene of bloodsuckers before them. The boy's purple eyes glistened and he looked very slightly over his shoulder with a cruel smile.


"You knew it was coming, my dear Uncle Otis," the Pravus cooed evilly and turned towards the wise vampire who, once in his life, was like a father to him. His mentor. "You were just caught in a fantasy that you hoped to be true. From birth, I could feel it inside of me. The power. I must say, I am disappointed in myself that I never saw it. But now… it is all clear."


The Pravus broke his gaze from his uncle and turned back towards the humans. Raising his arms slowly, his eyes glowed the purple they did when he was caught in emotions. But now… now it was an indication of complete and indestructible control. He beamed insanely as the humans rose to their feet in sync. There, standing in the front of the humans, was Vlad's best friend. His drudge. Henry McMillan.


Tears and blood were dried onto the human boy's face although he held a look of determination and dedication. Vlad walked towards Henry with his hands clasped behind his back. The human was taller and stronger-looking than his Master, but the aura of the ruling hybrid was much stronger.


"Henry, my friend," Vlad started slowly and softly, as if he were still very close to him. But then, the ice broke through the calmness and reached his tone. "Such a pest, you were at times when I was weak. Are you ready to be released? You will no longer be my drudge, now that it is not needed. I, Subject of the Pravus, am almost in control of the entire world. All of the living beings, the inhabitants of this once tainted universe, will be mine. And will do my biddings against their will." When he stopped, a slight scowl crossed Henry's expression. One of Vlad's brows rose. He laughed lowly and stepped closer to Henry.


"Don't deny it, Henry McMillan."


All the vampires, all the humans, Otis… stared at Vlad as he spoke,


"It. Is. Over."