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Dracula led the way back to the building, pausing every so often to ensure  that both Lucy and Mina were following. The blonde was more of a problem, since he suspected that she might take off to find more prey if given the chance, but if there was one thing he refused to tolerate it was disobedience. He wanted his vampires to remember that he had given them this gift, but he could just as easily take it away. They could always find someone to feed upon in the building - perhaps that redheaded girl who had been so fascinated with him before. She would hardly be difficult to overpower, and she was so young and full of life.

He swept down the sidewalk as though he owned it and everything else that surrounded him, a fearsome sight indeed for any poor passerby who might look long enough to notice. Dawn was fast approaching, something which irritated him, but if they moved quickly they could have one final meal.

For a moment he thought that they would not be allowed within the building, that someone would have to invite them in - but they passed through the front doors quite easily. Perhaps it was because they did live within the building, or it may have been something else. Regardless, Dracula didn't care - he strode towards the stairwell and up, the two female vampires following close behind. Mina was quiet, but Lucy began to whine that she was hungry again, and he let her go on until he finally couldn't take it anymore, stopping on the landing to fix her with a disapproving stare.

"We will feed, Lucy, but dawn approaches quickly. You would do well to remember what that means." With a dismissive scowl, he turned to continue - but something made him stop.

He could smell humans approaching from above, and one scent stood out in particular, causing him to bear his fangs in a snarl.

Van Helsing.