Also called Sarah and the Count
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Name: Sarah Churchill
Age: starts at 10, ends at 19
looks: Long red hair, always in two, braided pigtails that go over my shoulders. Dull brown eyes. Wears an old black dress with no sleeves, will give a link.
Personality: Timid, lovingly, friendly, loyal, obedient, depressed. Anything really but not hyper or overly happy.
Place you meet: Outside at night
Do you want to get bitten: Yes but not until later and I let him
What do you want Vlad to do: Find me trying to find my way home and helps me
Other: It is year 1890. My family is religious but my father is abusive and controlling. I have been going blind since I was eight years old and now I can only see an inch away before things get all dark. Even with the inch I can mostly only see colors and shapes. Because I wasn't born blind my father thinks a witch has cursed me. Taking me a few blocks from my home, my father said that if I truly wasn't cursed, God would help me find my way home and if I couldn't get home before sunrise I would be cast out of the family. Vlad and I bond once he helps me and he bites me, but doesn't turn me, when I turn sixteen. When I turn 19, my father murders me because I am still blind and he finds out I am in love with a vampire, who he thinks is a male witch.
Vlad smiled almost sadly as he stared down at little Mina Harper. The young nine year old had fallen asleep after hours of teaching the Count to play uno, go fish and her personal favorite, poker. To make the card games even more interested, the duo used cookies in place as poker chips and got to dare the loser to do anything the winner wanted.
The vampire could hardly believe that it had been only two year ago that he had met the young child. Before he had met her, Vlad would drink from teenage girls every night, leaving only about half of them alive. The only reason the Count even met Mina was because his hunchback servant, Igor, screwed up on his victim schedule. Now he was glad that the mix up was made for Vlad could not ask for a better best friends.
Igor, however, had been regretting his mix up ever since Vlad came back home and attacked him. Because of Mina, his master was now a friendly, immature man whereas he never used to think twice before taking what he wanted. Although the hunchback didn't exactly hate the young girl. No, he just wished his master wouldn't spend so much of his time playing. The vampire was spending so much of his time playing that Igor as had to collect blood for his master because Vlad did much less hunting.
Although something the hunchback seemed to have forgotten was that Mina wasn't Vlad's first human friend. Vlad had actually bonded with a few humans in his seven hundred years of life. Most of the humans had been men to begin with as he had little control of his blood lust when he'd be around girls. But as the years went by, Vlad got more and more control over his thirst. Besides Mina, he only had two other female human friends, both of which died long ago.
Vlad sighed as he pulled the sleeping Mina into his arms. The girl mumbled and stirred but did not wake as the vampire put her in the bed. The Count couldn't help but frown as he looked down at her, a sadness going through his dead heart. After what happened to his last human friend he had been nervous about becoming Mina's. His last friend had been murdered by her father and, even though he knew Mina's father would never do such a thing, he knew that Mina would die in time.
Vlad's last female friend was a ten year old blind girl named Sarah Churchill. He had met her in the year 1890 when she was trying to find her way home. Apparently she was taken out of the house because her father was convinced a witch had cursed her with blindness. The vampire had felt bad for the girl and had helped her home before going hunting. After that one night the bond between them grew.
Count Vlad flew over the growing village in his bat body as he searched for any opened, bedroom, windows. Not many people came outside during the night but he couldn't blame the village. In this century of his most of the country were convinced witches were the cause of all things bad. While some witches really were playing pranks on humans, most of the accused were normal humans; the humans just wanted someone to blame when something went weird.
There was only two things that really bothered the Count about all the witch stuff that was going around. One was that, out of the people being accused of being witches were teenagers girls. Vlad's food source was slowly getting smaller and smaller. He knew that if he really had to he'd have to drink from older woman but teenaged girls had the best blood. So rich and smooth, it would slide down his throat with ease.
The other thing he disliked about the whole witch thing was that people had even more reason to fear him. Throughout his six hundred years of live, humans had feared him but it was just this recent century that really paid attention to him. He had to blame the Bram Stoker's novel 'Dracula' that came out only last year; people took it much to seriously than just fiction. He actually knew the real Dracula and that Count didn't do a thing the book said he did. (Just a little note, Count Vlad is 700 years old. Dracula was born in the 1400, Vlad in the 1200. So Vlad can't be Dracula)
After ten minutes of searching, Vlad spotted an open window in a white brick house bellow him. The vampire smiled in victory, know that, even if it didn't lead to a girl's room, it still gave him a way into the house. Being as silent as possible, Vlad flew for the window although stopped in his tracks as he heard a light thud, followed by a feminine grunt.
Hovering in the air, Vlad spun around to see a young girl, sitting on her butt in front of a tree. From what he could see, the girl was a child of one of the villagers. Her red hair was in two, braided pigtails and she was wearing a black dress. He couldn't see her eyes or her face because it was facing the tree she had seemingly bumped into.
The vampire tilted his head in confusion as he flew closer in curiously. This girl looked much too young to be out at this time of night. The village parents normally had their children in before sunset because of all the witch and vampire scares. Also, Vlad wanted to know why the girl had banged into a tree. It could have just been his ability to see in the dark.
"Ow." The girl groaned in pain as she rubbed my face. The girl reached out in front of her to feel the tree she bumped into.
Ten year old Sarah Churchill was slowly going blind. Because she hadn't been born blind, Sarah's father had thought that his daughter was cursed by a witch. He had tried getting holy help from the village priest but when nothing improved, John Churchill began to shun his daughter. Just earlier this night, John took his daughter down a few streets and told her she had to find her own way home. If she couldn't by morning he would cast her out of the family forever. So that is what Sarah was trying to do.
Vlad roosted in the same tree that the girl banged into as he watched her stand up. From his view he now had a better look of the child. Her face alone told the Count that she was around ten years old and it held fear, panic and depression. Although when it came to the eyes, they were dulled and not dulled in sadness. The eyes were a very faint brown which told the vampire one thing; this girl was blind.
'Well that explains why she walked into a tree but what would a blind girl be doing outside?' Vlad thought to himself as he watched the girl turn around. Pitying the young human girl, Vlad flew from the tree and regained his man form in front of the girl.
"Hello." Vlad said politely. Seemingly startled, Sarah jumped backwards at the sudden voice and almost fell backwards.
"Easy now, I mean you no harm." Vlad said as he quickly grabbed her arm to steady her. Sarah blinked a few times as she turned her head in the direction of the voice and calmed down.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't hear you coming. I can only see very little." Sarah apologized with a shameful frown. Vlad chuckled half heartily as he showed his fangs in a smile.
"It's quiet alright, there's no need to look shameful. Although, may I ask vhat a young girl like yourself is doing out side on a night like this?" the vampire asked as he stepped a little closer. Sarah blinked at the man, a bit confused by his accent but shook it off so she wouldn't appear rude.
"My father thinks a witch has cursed me. I have been losing my eye sight ever since I was eight. My father said I have to find my own way home to prove I am blessed with the lord by morning. If I can't find my way home, my father will banish me from my home." Sarah explained sadly. Vlad's frowns bunched up against his eyes as he frowned.
He was really getting sick of the men accusing innocent women of being what they were not. Vlad knew real witches so he knew how to recognize a witch's curse. There was no such cursed placed on the young girl in front of him; she was just going blind. Vlad was angry and was glad that the girl could not see; he didn't want to scare or upset her more than she already is.
"That's horrific. You're father thinks this just because you are going blind?" The Count asked. Sarah nodded, causing her pigtails to nod.
"I used to see so good and now I am cursed." She said before crying into her hands. Vlad frowned and took one step closer so he could touch her shoulder comfortingly.
"There is no curse on you. I have lived for a long time and have seen many people go blind. It's normal." The vampire said while he lifted the girl's head by her chin. Sarah was only able to see a dark blob but, just but the tone of his accented voice, she could tell he was smiling.
"Thank you sir, that's kind of you to say, but my father said..."
"You're father is no man of god. No real believer and follower would do this to their family. If you are going blind than it only means god has something planed for you." Vlad interrupted Sarah before she could finish. The girl looked at the darkened blob that was the man and smiled sadly.
"Do you really thing so?" Sarah asked hopefully. Vlad smiled and shook his head, though he doubted that she would ever see it.
"Of course I do, I have been around long enough to recognize true religion and morals. Now vould you like some help home?" Vlad asked while pulling his hands away from her shoulders. Sarah felt herself hesitate to the man's offer, even though it was tempting.
Even though her father might have been wrong about her being cursed by a witch, Sarah still believed in them. Not to mention that half the village was worried that a vampire lived at the old castle not far from the village. Being blind made everything scary to Sarah. She had no idea how to tell if someone was a threat or if she was about to walk into something. The only thing she could really count on was touch and sounds; both of them could be deceiving.
Although she doubted that she would really make it home on her own, she was nervous about agreeing to the man's offer. Sarah's father had said that if God really loved her then he would help her; maybe God had sent this man to help the girl. Just that one thought put a warmth in the young child. Somehow, even though she could not see, Sarah felt that she could trust his man and that he would not hurt her.
"Thank you, sir, I would really like that." Sarah placed her hands in front of her as she bowed her head in respect. She would have bowed lower but feared she would bang into him if she did.
The girl was caught off guard as she felt the man grab her by her arms and pull her. Unsure what he was doing, Sarah was about to struggle until she felt a soft fabric and cold, smooth skin. Holding in her sigh, the ten year old realized that the man had moved her to his back. Slowly wrapped her arms around his neck as the man gripped her legs and lifted her up,
"Do you remember vhat you house looks like?" Vlad asked as he stared out at the number of homes. Sarah laid her chin on what she thought was her shoulder after nodding.
The man's skin was strangely cold against Sarah's own skin. It wasn't exactly a cold night as Sarah had nothing to complain about. Although the ten year old had no idea how long the man had been outside. She knew that, even on the warmest nights, skin can get a little chilly if you stay out for too long.
"Yes, I live in a log cabin house with a white fence. My father put our name across the front of the fence." The girl answered and felt the man begin to walk. Vlad walked down the dirt streets in search for a fence with a name on it.
"Vhat is your family name?" the vampire asked when he noticed that a couple of log cabins had names on their fences.
"My family name is Churchill." Sarah answered as her body bounced with every step the man would take. His body may have been a little cold and the ride may have been a little bouncy but Sarah was actually enjoying herself.
"Alright, I see it." Vlad said as he walked towards a house. Upon walking past the gate, the vampire stopped in his tracks.
From what he could see, a light came from the open window by the door. Through the window, Vlad could see a woman sitting at a wooden table. The vampire Count didn't need to think twice to know that the woman was the blind girl's mother. She was probably waiting for her daughter to come home and that meant that she didn't believe what her husband did.
"Alright, ve're here. I'll lead you to the door but I don't think it'd be smart if your family saw me." The vampire said as he released his grip on her legs. Confused, Sarah slowly let go until her she felt her feet touch the ground.
"Why? What's wrong?" Sarah asked as her hand was met with the man's cold one. She began to walk forwards as the vampire began to walk.
"Vell... I just don't think it's a good idea. Besides, I have someone expecting me to come over." Vlad lied in a convincing tone. If her parents saw him, and saw how blue his skin was, they would go into a panic.
"Alright. Thank you for helping me sir." Sarah smiled and turned to the man. Thanks to the light coming from the window, the girl was able to see just enough to know where the man's head was so she could stand on her tiptoes and kiss his cheek.
Vlad was very much surprised when the child's warm lips met his dead cheek. He was so much in shock that he barely had time leave before Sarah opened the door to her house. Seconds before the mother looked over, Vlad turned himself into mist and slithered out of view of the house and continued to slither to the house he had targeted earlier.
~Six years later~
Sixteen year old Sarah Churchill leaned her body against Vlad as she listened to him read to her. After six more years, Sarah was now completely blind but she was no longer scared about it. Ever since she met Vlad that one night six years ago, she has had more faith that God had something special planed for her. If her father never forced her outside that night, she may have never met Vlad and made a trusting friend.
It had only taken Sarah two years to realized that Vlad was a vampire. Instead of screaming at him and accusing him to be a vampire like the Count thought she'd do, Sarah simply accepted Vlad for what he was. He had accepted her even though she was completely blind and rumored to be under a witch's curse so why shouldn't she accept him as who he really was? Besides Vlad and never once tried to bite her neck.
Vlad was pleasantly surprised by this. He was sure that when he told Sarah what he was she would yell at him. Instead she made him let her touch his face and listen for a heartbeat that would never be there. He was very pleased that the teenager hadn't freaked out because it had been a very long time since he had a friend like her, even if she was human.
Now the Count would do just about anything to make her happy. His young, hunchback servant, Igor, didn't really like how his master bonded with a human but he wasn't overly bothered by it. According to his master, the vampire felt responsible for the blind girl. The father was a hypocritical christian and the mother couldn't do anything to stop him. Besides having someone accept you for who you were and didn't cringe in fear at your appearance felt good to anyone.
"Vlad?" Sarah asked when Vlad's reading had suddenly paused. She lifted her body off of his and turned her head in the direction of the vampire's breathing.
Vlad couldn't tear his eyes away from the young teen's neck. For the past year an a half, her blood and tempted him so much that he'd usually have to cut his visits early. He thought that tonight may have been better because he took the time to feed before he came to visit. Although he once again found himself tempted with young Sarah Churchill's blood.
"I'm sorry, Sarah. I just got a little distracted." Vlad apologized while he forced himself to stare into her dulled brown eyes. Though the eyes were dulled in color, they were filled with warmth and understanding.
Sarah raised her hand and found the coldness of Vlad's cheek on the dark. Cupping his face in her hand, Sarah pushed herself against his body so her head was resting in the nap of his cold neck. The vampire tensed at the sudden action; now her neck was even closer than before. The vampire gritted his teeth together in an attempt to hold in his blood lust.
"I know what you want to do, Vlad. Please don't hold back." Sarah whispered into the vampire's ear. Vlad's eyes widen in pure shock and he attempted to pull Sarah away from his body so he could look her in the face.
"Sarah, this is not a good idea. I do not vant to hurt you." Vlad plead for the girl to change his mind. Sarah shook her head as she refused to budge away from the man.
"I know what I am offering, Count. You have helped me so many times that it is now my turn to help you." Sarah said stubbornly. Vlad smiled sadly as he gave another attempt to move her from his body, but she was stuck like glue.
"I can't even hypnotize you, Sarah. Do you know how painful it vould be?" Vlad asked as one last attempt to change the teenager's man. At the same time his struggle to keep himself under control was getting harder and harder.
"Vlad, I don't care how painful your bite might be. It can't be anymore painful than getting stones thrown at your head." The teenager pointed out. Sighing, the vampire finally gave up and placed his mouth near Sarah's throat.
"If it gets too intense, just give my hair a yank and I will pull away." Vlad whispered before extending his fangs and wrapping his arms around her body to hold her to him. Sarah closed her eyes and inhaled softly before grunting as she felt two raiser sharp teeth enter her skin.
Despite all of his warnings, Vlad's bite didn't hurt as much as she thought it would. It felt no worse than when the doctor gave her needles to test her blood. Although this felt kind of better than a needle, much to Sarah's embarrassment. The bite was already over and now she could hear her vampire friend swallowing her blood as his tongue kept licking at her skin.
Vlad, however, had to hold back a groan as he swallowed his first mouthful of blood. Never before had the Count drunk from a human he had formed a bond with so he had no idea how sweet the blood would be. From all the teenagers he had drunk from in the past, Sarah's was the most additive. He knew he had to be careful with how much blood he was taking but Vlad's mind was starting to cloud over as the taste of the blood started to take over.
As Sarah rested her body against the vampire's, she started to get weaker and weaker. She knew that she had to stop the vampire soon or the blind girl would be starting to see the colors of her dream world. Finding just enough strength in her arms, Sarah lifted her left arm and felt her hand touch soft hair. Gripping the hair in her hand, she gentle tugged upwards to allow the vampire to know she was at her limit.
Feeling the tug at his head brought Vlad out of his clouded mind. Realizing he may have been taking just a little too much, the vampire pulls his fangs out of Sarah's neck. Some blood continued to roll out of the bite wounds but Vlad easily took care of them by licking them until they healed, much to Sarah's embarrassment.
"I'm sorry." Vlad whispered, huffing softly in the girl's ear. Sarah smiled through her weakness and hugged the Count as tight as she could.
"Don't be. I don't regret my choice." Sarah smiled as she snuggled into the vampire. Vlad smiled warmly as he hugged the girl almost lovingly.
"I am pleased you are alright, Sarah, but you should rest now. I don't vant your parents knowing about this. You have enough trouble vith people accusing you of being a vitch victim. They don't need to vorry about you being bitten by a vampire." The vampire whispered as he pulled away slowly. Sarah sighed and, almost unwillingly, pulled her cooled body away from his slightly warmed.
"Alright but come visit again soon Vlad, aright?" Sarah asked as she placed a soft kiss on his cheek. Chuckling, Vlad easily laid the weakened teenager on her back.
"I vill come back in three days. I vant you to get your strength back, alright, Sarah?" the vampire asked as he tucked the teenager into her bed. Sarah smiled as she blankly stared up at Vlad, knowing where he was simply by his voice.
"Alright, Count. I look forwards to having your company again." Sarah said with a sleepy yawn. Vlad stood there in the room as he watched Sarah close her eyes and fall asleep.
"I as vell, Sarah. I as vell." Vlad whispered as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before dissolving into mist and sliding out the window.
~Three years later~
Vlad stood over the slaughtered body of John Churchill. The six hundred year old vampire hand blood dripping from both his mouth and nails. His eyes were a dangerous shade of red as he glared down at what was left of the man's body. Normally the vampire wouldn't be this evil, this brutal, but his anger was so strong that all that he saw was red.
The Count was furious because he had learned Sarah Churchill, his human friend for nine years, was murdered by her father. Apparently their relationship was discovered but, instead of finding out he was a vampire, John Churchill was convinced that Vlad was the witch that cursed Sarah with blindness. John wanted to gather a mob of angry villagers but first he needed Sarah to tell him where Vlad lived. When she refused he figured she was a traitor to god and murdered her in hopes her soul would be forgiven.
When Vlad found out he became furious. Sarah was his best friend; a human who accepted him for who and what he was. He had known that Sarah would die of old age one day but he was hoping to convince the girl to let him turn her when she turned twenty five. Vlad never would have thought that the father would actually murder his daughter. Not to mention the mother, Wendy Churchill couldn't do anything to stop him without getting murdered as well.
So the Count tracked John down and admitted to who he was but also admitted what he really was. Of course, as a wannabe Christian, the man didn't see a difference and attempted a prayer before he tried to kill Vlad with a knife to the heart. The vampire easily caught John's wrist, scolding him cruelly before killing him. After that he made sure that Wendy saw him before disappearing. That way she would not be blamed for the murders herself; she had been a good mother and didn't diverse it.
Every since that one night, Vlad and returned to his cruel, drinking from teenaged girl's self. He didn't want form any other bonds with humans as he didn't want his dead heart to break again. Vlad had fallen in love with Sarah and he had wanted to turn her into a vampire so she'd stay with him forever. If men would go as far as kill their own children, why should he take the chance to trust anyone? From that point on humans had been nothing but food to the count. Although all of that changed when he met seven year old Mina Harper.
"Count?" Mina asked sleepily as she raised her head from her pillow. Vlad looked down at the young child with a kind smile.
"I'm sorry if I voke you, Mina. Go back to sleep, alright?" the vampire said in a soft whisper while his head patted the young girl's head. Mina, as childish as ever, pouted stubbornly and sat up despite the vampire touching her head.
"Do you really have to go?" Mina whined. Vlad laughed at her attempt to make her eyes big and puffy though they were about ready to close.
"Yes, Mina. You need your sleep and Igor vill be vanting me home now. Good night, Mina. I vill come back tomorrow night." The vampire said with a kiss to her forehead. Seeming satisfied with the answer, Mina allowed herself to lay back down and fall back to sleep.
Vlad stared down at the sleeping child a moment longer before he flow outside the window. This time he wasn't going to take he time like he did with Sarah. Though he doubted that Mr. Harper would murder his young daughter he still knew that Mina could die at any moment. Once Mina was old enough and allowed him to, Vlad would turn her into a vampire like him. For now he couldn't be too sure what the future would bring but he was surely looking forwards to it.