Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

Winner Takes All

By BetterInTexas

Chapter 15:

BPOV

This was the coolest thing ever. I was giggling like a little girl. Bran Castle was so beautiful. I had never been in a real castle before. I have to say I was loving Transylvania.

“I can’t believe how gorgeous it is. Dracula’s castle.”

“You know Dracula never actually lived here. Because Dracula is not real. This Vlad guy most likely never lived here either. He was just passing through.”

I glared at Peter. I didn’t like my fantasies brought down to reality. I don’t do that to his fantasies. I make them come true.

“Peter, you are seriously killing my buzz here.”

“Sorry darlin. I’ll keep quiet and let you live in your make believe world.”

“I think it is very possible that Vlad lived here at some point, Peter.” Garrett responded, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me in tight.

“Kiss ass.” Peter grumbled.

“So what is the plan tonight dear?” Garrett whispered in my ear. I could imagine what their plans were. They usually ended with vampire semen all over me, and quite a bit of time in the shower washing my hair. They better appreciate my love for them.

“We need to work tonight Garrett.” I reminded him.

“We haven’t seen any werewolves since you and Cullen did your tag team act in the parking lot.” Peter was annoyed about that still. He didn’t like the fact that Edward and I got to fight werewolves and he and Garrett missed out. Garrett seemed to take it in stride though. Garrett was much less jealous than Peter. Maybe after 50 years or so Peter will feel more secure. They both knew I loved them. As weird as it seemed at first, our relationship really worked. The three of us sort of completed each other. Personality wise, anyway. I seemed to complete them physically.

Being here reminded me though, that perhaps we were doing ourselves a disservice by staying in Chile.

Since being here I had already fought werewolves and vampires and seen the most awesome castles and shopped at some really cute antique stores. I had bought a few period dresses. I had shopped with Rose and Alice and traded sarcastic barbs with Edward about parking lot sex. We were having a good time. I could almost forget the murders. But they were there. The reason we were here.

It would be nice to take a trip just to take a trip. I needed to talk to the guys about this.

We smelt it at the same time. Werewolf.

“Smells like Andrie did. A fucking ancient.” Peter whispered.

We looked around. The room where we waited for the tour to being was crowded. Too many scents to pick out one person. I didn’t need my nose though.

I spotted the pissed off looking brunette in the corner glaring. She noticed that I had caught her eye and smiled.

“Long raven black hair, thin, tall, big breasts female in the corner.” I whispered. I added the breast part because that is what Peter would most likely notice someone by. Garrett and Peter turned around.

The brunette was gone as soon as we all looked at her. We gently pushed our way through the crowd and out the door where she had left. I saw her get into a black convertible sports car. She drove off, tires squealing.

“A chick?” Peter chuckled.

“An ancient, Peter.” Garrett reminded him.

“What do you want to bet that was Andrie’s wife or sister?” I whispered.

“What are we waiting for? We can hit the tree line and chase her.” Peter was already moving. I looked at Garrett and shrugged my shoulders. While running after Peter I texted Rose with the details and our location. Something wasn’t right about this. We had been here for a week, dodging federal agents I knew, going to hot spots, visiting crime scenes and had picked up no trail. Now here she was. Watching us. Knowing we would smell her.

“Stop Peter!”

He didn’t of course.

We could hear her car a half mile away. She was hauling ass. But she had to follow the winding road. We didn’t.

“Peter, maybe we should listen to Bella.” Garrett said, running beside me.

I rolled my eyes. The only time Peter listens to me it seems, is when I am telling him to cum.

Her car pulled off to the side of the road up ahead. She got out and took off into the woods. She can’t outrun us. She can’t fight all three of us in human form. The full moon was two nights away and I felt our chances were good then as well.

We saw her in a break in the trees. She was smirking. We continued to run, Peter at the front, straight for her. Peter was hit from the side.

I broke off to help him when a skinny guy jumped on my back taking me down. I turned to look for Garrett but he had two girls on him.

These bitches were about to learn I didn’t like my men touched. I growled and flipped onto my back causing the guy on my back to fall to the ground. He didn’t lose his grip though. I felt his teeth on my neck.

I grabbed his jaws. His saliva where is teeth touched my fingers burned. I ripped his mouth open and he screamed. Hopping up. I kicked him in the face. He rolled over and I bit his head off. I saw Peter beating two guys and Garrett was sparring with the girls.

“Stop fucking around and rip those bitches heads off Garrett!”

I caught eyes with the ancient. She took off.

“Bella, do not go after her!” Peter said before taking a shot in the mouth. Please. The only time I listen to him is when he is about to make me cum.

“You guys got this.” If I took her out now the FBI would be gone in a week and I could enjoy the rest of my vacation. No murders on the full moon. Bella getting her groove on with my boys in a castle. Yeah. That bitch was dead.

She was fast. I give her that. She made it back to her car before I could grab her. I just missed grabbing her bumper.

I continued to follow, running on the road behind her. A car was coming so I jumped into the woods where I wouldn’t be seen and followed from the side. She drove off the road into what looked like a cave entrance covered by greenery. She drove right through the greenery.

I really shouldn’t follow an ancient werewolf into a cave. I mean that was dumb. Way to dumb, even for me.

I took a deep breath. Looks like I am going into a cave.

I was fifty feet in when I realized I was surrounded by darkness so thick not even my vampire sight could make out where I was going. This damn thing went nearly straight down. Fortunately I could smell the exhaust from her car. It was up ahead. I hopped in the driver’s seat and fumbled around until I found the headlights. Finally I found the nob and turned it. Whoa.

The cave narrowed. Barely large enough to fit a person through. The light helped. Unfortunately due to what looked like a twist the light wouldn’t get me far. Guess I would be relying on smell.

I took off into the passage. I ran for ten seconds bumping into the wall a few times. I must have covered a thousand yards of twists and turns. How the fuck did she get this far ahead of me? I would think she split off into a hidden cavern but I could smell her scent, mixed with another scent. It was hard to determine until I reached the end of the tunnel and walked into a huge cavern.

Damn.

Torches lit up when I walked in. The place was huge. There was a clear pool in the middle. Up on a ledge overlooking the pool was the brunette.

She was looking quite smug.

“You called me out. Here I am. Ready to play.”

“You were right Daria. She was turned. I thought surely despite the vampire presence that Andrie could have at least killed her.”

I turned around and realized what the smell was. Vampire. But not a normal vampire. This one must be as old as Daria.

“Who are you?” He had long hair in tight curls and a long mustache that draped down from his lips. He was tall and lean. His eyes were blood red. Guess it was too much to hope that he was a vegetarian.

“My name is Vlad. My friend on the other side is Daria. I believe you knew her husband, Andrie.”

“Knew him? I killed the fucker.” I laughed.

“Judging by the fact that you are a vampire now, I would say you did not go without injury.” Vlad was smiling. He walked forward and I backed up.

“Yeah. He nearly killed me. But I’m here and he isn’t.”

“Watch your mouth you little whore. My husband was an ancient. You and your vampire friends killing him was a disgrace.”

I turned sideways so I could see both of them.

“Whore? Who the fuck are you calling a whore?”

“I saw you with your two men. Your scent is covered with their’s.”

“Doesn’t mean I’m a whore lady. Just means I am open minded.”

“Bella, relax. No one is judging you. I for one am glad you are so open minded. Not so smart thought. Following an ancient into a dark, deep cave where your men can’t find you? Not very bright.”

“Go to hell Vlad… wait. Vlad. No. You aren’t…”

He chuckled.

“Vlad Tepes. A pleasure.”

“No shit? Wait until I tell Peter. He said you weren’t real. Wait. Did you live in Castle Bran?”

“No. I am afraid not.”

“Damn it. Could you tell one of my boyfriends that you did before I kill you?”

Dracula seemed to find that funny.

“She is a confident one, Daria. I think I shall keep her. She will make for fine entertainment, even if she has been well used.”

“Hey… what the hell do you mean well used? For one of the biggest murdering psychopaths in history you sure are judgmental. I’ll have you know I am a profiler and I am pretty certain this impaling fetish you have is to compensate for other physical attributes that aren’t as well endowed.”

“What are you talking about, child?”

“She means she believes you have a small penis, Vlad.” Daria laughed.

“I see. I shall do my best to satisfy her. Of course I am only one man…” He laughed. That was getting old.

“You know the whore jokes are getting a little old.” I growled. I had to listen to enough crap from Emmett.

Shit. Vlad was in front of me and had me by the shoulders. I didn’t even see him move.

“Look at me Bella.”

I looked up and saw his eyes were very bright. He had pretty eyes. I was still sure he had a small penis though.

“You are mine now. You will do as I command. I am your master now.”

He let go and stepped back.

“Go and bow at Daria’s feet and beg her forgiveness for killing her husband and my oldest friend.”

I started laughing. Like that was going to happen.

“Nah. I would just as soon rip her heart out.” I stepped back. I was in the water now.

“Why is she not under your control Vlad?” Daria asked.

“Holy shit. You can really do that whole looking into someone’s eyes and making them a slave thing? That is so cool. Damn everyone has a cooler power than I do. Can you turn into a bat? Or a pack of rats? What about a mist? Can you do the mist thing?”

He hit me before I could duck. I flew back into the middle of the pond. My ass hit rock. I stood up and realized the pond was only knee deep. Looked a lot deeper from the shore. Vlad was staring at me. He didn’t look amused. I suppose I was probably the first shield he had come across. I felt her hit me from behind and went back underwater. She had her hand on my neck and was keeping me underwater. Was she trying to drown me?

I kicked her legs and she fell underneath me. I hit her. She hit me. Her claws scratched my shirt. I ripped her dress. We were both trying to hold the others head while biting each other. Damn this bitch was strong. I would hate to see her as a wolfman… woman.

Ouch! She kneed me in the ribs. I heard a crack.

I side kicked her in her ribs. I could feel mine mending back together. That was a weird feeling.

She grabbed my hair.

She wants to go old fashioned girl fight? I can do that. I grabbed hers and we started jerking each other back and forth. I really hoped Vlad didn’t decide to jump in. That would be bad. She let go of my hair and grabbed for my throat.

I grabbed her wrist and bit.

Yuck. I realized I was holding her severed hand.

Rose nearly got her ass kicked when she fought Andrie. I grabbed a hand already. Wait until I see her.

Then I remembered that Count Dracula was behind me and wondered if I would see her again.

“You fucking bitch!” she screamed. Blood pouring from her severed wrist. She grabbed for me with her good hand and I flipped her in the water. I glanced at Vlad who still looked pissed. He crouched as if to jump at us. I took my eyes off Daria to prepare for his attack when she pulled me down again. We were both underwater and I flipped my legs around her head. Reaching for her good arm I pulled it under my legs and wrapped my right arm on top and pulled with my left bending it at an unnatural angle. I rose from the two feet of water we were in using my hips to keep her under and bent back snapping her arm damn near in two. Arm bar. The best move I ever learned in Judo. She screamed I guess. I saw her face in the clear water and bubbles were rising. She twisted on her stomach and I crawled on her back wrapping my arm around her neck. Vlad was flying towards me. Fuck.

A roar filled the cavern. Two roars actually. Before Vlad could get to me, he was tackled by Peter and Garrett. I turned back my concentration to the bitch underneath me. She was rising up out of the water with me on her back. I locked my legs around her waist. She wasn’t getting me off of her. She may have been an ancient werewolf, but I was betting the woman still needed oxygen. Her head was turning red. I heard a splash and Rose was in the water with me. She shoved a silver dagger into Daria’s eye.

The bitch screamed and began jumping. I stayed on. Rose bit her throat and blood poured out. She began clawing at us with the hand she had remaining. She would try to claw me on her back and then Rose’s hands shoving the knife in her eye. I chanced a glance to see how my guys were doing against Dracula. Peter and Garrett were attacking him from both sides, front and back.

I’ve been there before.

Vlad spun and threw them both off when they jumped on him. He took off into a cave past the ledge Daria had been standing on. Peter and Garrett moved to follow but the cave collapsed behind him. Suddenly the whole cavern began shaking. Daria’s head was smoking. I dug my fingers into her neck and twisted. Her head came off with a snap and a wet ripping noise. The blade in her eye caught fire and her head followed suit in my hand. Garrett and Peter were pulling me off.

“The cave is coming down around us dear. Unless we want to spend weeks digging ourselves out I would suggest we vacate the premises.” Garret said quietly. He was always so calm. I looked in the water and saw Daria’s skull at the bottom of the pool. I stepped on it crushing it to dust. Call me a whore. Bitch.

We took off the way I came in. Rocks fell behind us. The path was collapsing and we were barely keeping ahead of the falling rocks. Finally I saw daylight and the four of us flew out as the cave collapsed. Dirt covered the air around us. Finally the dust cleared. Rose looked annoyed. Peter and Garrett were smirking. What the hell?

Rose finally smiled.

“You look wonderful Bella.” She said looking at my chest.

I glanced down and saw my jeans were ripped to shreds, my shirt was practically gone along with my ripped bra hanging from my shoulders, and my shoes were gone. I was covered in dust and I was soaking wet. Where the hell did my shoes go?

Peter walked up to me and wiped my cheek with his thumb.

“You know if you really wanted to wrestle around with another half-naked chick in some water you could have just asked. Garrett and I could have found you a playmate.”

I grinned and he kissed me gently. He stepped back and Garrett wrapped me in a hug. He was so sweet…

“You stupid bitch.” He whispered in my ear. Okay. Not I love you so much. As far as greetings go it kind of sucked.

“I love you too baby.” I said in an annoyed voice.

“You went after that bitch on your own. She led you into a trap!” Peter noted, as if I hadn’t noticed.

“You were the one who ran in front of Garrett and I, leading us into a trap!” I responded.

“Look, it doesn’t matter. We are all okay. Who the fuck was that vampire?” Peter hated when someone pointed out errors in his thinking.

“Oh that was Dracula.” I said casually, looking at Peter.

“Seriously Bella. That guy was freaky fast. Who was he?” Peter asked.

“Dracula.”

“Bella…”

“Garrett…”

“Who was he Bella?” Rose asked seemingly exasperated with me.

“He said his name was Vlad Tepes. You know? Dracula? That Vlad Tepes? Not a common name. Anybody keeping up?”

“You aren’t fucking around, are you?”

“Peter, I am shocked. Like I would lie about something like that.”

“Huh… okay.” Garrett was looking at the sky.

“Did you talk to him at all Bella?” Rose asked.

“Yes. Don’t look in his eyes. Apparently he can do some mind control thing. It didn’t work on me obviously because I have the coolest power in the world.”

“Why is… Dracula involved in this?”

“Apparently he and Andrie were friends. Either that or he had a thing for Andrie’s wife. Either way, that bitch is dead and we can get on with our vacation. I’m assuming you guys killed the wolves?”

“Yes but…” Garrett started.

“But what?”

“If he was friends with them or her sometime lover, he will want revenge. For both of them now.” Garrett said quietly, spoiling the vacation mood.

“Great. So now we are going vampire hunting, Van Helsing?” I just wanted to tour the surrounding areas. Take some pictures with my boyfriends. Make Peter dress up in one of those Turkish soldier costumes I saw in the square.

“Yeah. Best to make a clean sweep of this.” Peter said, once again killing my buzz.

“Fine.” I grumbled.

“Any idea where we might start Bella? Did he say anything?” Rose asked.

“Yeah. He said he used to live in Castle Bran.” I answered, glaring at Peter.

“Bullshit.”

“He did. You weren’t there but he totally said he lived at Castle Bran.”

“I’ll be damned.” Peter whispered.

We arrived back at the Cullen’s rented house. Carlisle and Edward had been doing research into werewolves. We explained that research into monster canines was no longer needed and they should perhaps look at possible locations for Count Dracula.

Carlisle was disturbed as Carlisle is known to be on occasion. Usually when walking through a room while I am telling Rose over the phone what new sex position I have come up with.

“Werewolves. Now vampires. How did no one know that Vlad Tepes was an actual vampire?” he said quietly.

“Bram Stoker knew.” I pointed out. That caused quite a few stares in my direction. I shrugged my shoulders. Seemed he knew more than we did.

“I can’t believe with the deaths on the news and the obvious connection to werewolves that the Volturi haven’t arrived.” Carlisle said more to himself.

I glanced at Peter and Garrett who were looking anywhere but at Carlisle. May as well go with the flow.

“Yeah. What’s up with that? Fucking slackers.”