Mark was a young man not having many friends he often took walks in the woods he says to clear his mind he's been doing it for as long as he could remember.
His feet dragged through the leaves from autumn the satisfying sounds hitting and ringing in his ears he exhaled, an exhale that was one of relief and freedom, he continued walking forward with no clear direction as to where he was going, he was just going with the flow.
He took deep breaths looking up to the moon he had always thought it was beautiful it was one of his favorite things to do to look at the moon at night he found himself having a fascination with the celestial body.
His head returned to its normal position looking forward in the corner of his eye he spotted a man who had been laying down he seemed to be bleeding out? His face was replaced with shock he was conflicted weather he should ignore him or help it had nothing to do with him but he wasn't heartless.
He slowly walked to the man he was bald he seemed to be in his late 30s to early 40s he had pale skin not that mark had noticed it wasn't that important to him from what mark could observe he wore a black tuxedo with a red tie.
"Is this guy rich?, it's not everyday someone is just wearing a suit he must be someone important or sum" that's what mark thought to himself was it selfish yeah but he didn't care if there was an opportunity to make money he would take it.
Mark grabbing the man by the shoulder turning him around "hey are you okay man?" While his thoughts were selfish he still had some worry within him.
The man breathed heavy the type of breathing you'd see in a sick person he was breathing out of his mouth, smoke from the cold air coming from his mouth.
"Yeah, I'm okay kid" the man slowly sat up he began to open his eyes mark still had worry on his face his hand remained on the land shoulder to make sure he wouldn't fall again.
The man's eyes opened fully his eyes were a crimson red which was not seen in humans and if it, was it wasn't common it was a rare sight to behold. To make this weirder he had two thicc slits in them making marks eyes go wide "what the...fu-" before mark could finish his words he felt two sharp teeth enter the side of his neck.
Mark let out a moan of pain, he felt his vision blur, his head hurt it was as if he was hit over the head with a hammer falling over his side hit the ground making a thud sound.
A few hours had gone by mark had reopened his eyes, blinking twice before completely opening his eyes, he founded himself in a white void turning his head to the right, and the left, and then behind him where he saw the man.
The man looked different he looked younger early twenties at the least he had jet black hair that reached down past his eyes and to his back, the man's fangs were prominent now he looked a lot more muscular competed to the frail old man he once were.
"Who are you?, like really" mark squinued his eyes looking at the man was like looking at the sun he had a glow to him "I am count Dracula".
Marks eyes went from dead blank to his eyes widening but not much it wasn't from shock big Intruged Dracula was real he thought "awesome, but I need to ask more questions" mark cleared his throat,
"Why we're you injured." Mark had folded his arms across his chest his legs had bent making the number four Dracula cleared his throat, "to answer your question you need to know every supernatural species you think is a myth or fantasy is real."
Mark nodded his head showing his was following along and listening. "We an alliance but then I was Attacked and nearly killed by a demon" Dracula had a look of anger on his face "they broke the treaty I need you be my vessel, and help me win this war."
Mark sighed "I really could be doing other things buuut fighting demons would be cool so I'll have to agree" he took Dracula's hand and shaked it despite Dracula not holding his hand out to begin with.
Soon Dracula began to fade matching the color of the Demesion around them he had disappeared from sight.
Marks eyes opened again as he found himself in his bed he looked around the sun shining through the window hitting his forearm burning it a bit this made mark pull his arm back hiding it under his blanket he layed back down his face was blank as he looked up at the picture taped to the wall above him.
Episode 1