Marishka woke up screaming and wiggling, ready to attack. She looked around and saw nothing but the bats flying around her body inside that dark cave. As a vampire, she could see in the dark. Her eyes adjusted and then she was able to figure all the details. It was a small grotto, with a narrow tunnel leading away. The stone walls were full of moss and drips of water fell from the ceiling, which was crowded with bats. The only things she could hear were the screeching of those creatures and the drops of water reaching the puddles on the ground. She noticed that the ground around her coffin was circled with charchoal, along with some unholy symbols that she appreciated.

Then she started to remember where she last was. Her loved Dracula sent her, along with his two other brides, to hunt for Anna Valerious, the last heiress of the revengeful Valerious family. That's when Van Helsing appeared and reduced her to ashes.

She didn't understand how she was still alive. A wave of hatred splashed in her body as she screamed and all the bats started flying, trying to escape that horrible predator. Marishka decided to seek vengeance, but she needed to get the hell out of that cave first. Suddenly she heard a weird noise and the ceiling trembled.. Then it stopped. She went into the narrow tunnel and noticed that the stone wall was starting to get smooth. As she kept walking, Marishka reached a strange and stinky river, with no shores. The river was surrounded with that strange smooth stone and the waters went into a round hole on the wall. She thought:

"Ah, it's a sewer. And the most smelly that i have been in all my centuries!"

She hurried her pace and surprisingly, in the middle of that terrible smell, she could feel the wonderful and indistinguishable scent she loved the most. Humans!

Marishka saw a ladder leading up and ran towards it, incredibly fast. Only now she noticed how hungry she was. She then climbed it as a spider and carefully lifted the lid. It was night, but there were lots of light. Hundreds of people wearing weird garments. Some walking, some laughing, others engaging in sexual activities and others simply hurrying along the street. Suddenly a big strange machine turned the street in her direction and she closed to lid. The ceiling trembled again. Marishka could not stand to stay in that stinky sewer any longer, so when the lid stopped trembling, she lifted it and quickly jumped out of the hole, running to the closest dark alley she saw. She thought:

"Where am i? What sort of foreign place is this?"

Marishka then looked up and saw a big illuminated sign written "THE BEST BEER IN NEW YORK" with an arrow pointing down to the pub's front door. She was about to go into that place, when she heard shuffling further into the alley. A drunk man was taking a piss and struggling to keep standing up. Marishka grinned and thought:

"Dinner!"

Marishka never saw that kind of light before, nor that kind of inn. Maybe it was a brothel? There was lots of those in Romania and she had feasted countless times on men looking for women to mate. She never killed them, she just sucked their necks until they're weak and helpless. Then she left them on the streets, to wake up next day with a sore neck and their heads throbbing in pain, like a huge hangover. She stopped daydreaming and focused on the strange stablishment in front of her. It was night, so she was safe from the sun, but she wasn't safe from the other traps and weird stuff from this world. Earlier she was almost runover by a big lighty machine. She needed to think of a way to blend in with these people. A change of clothes perhaps? So she looked at the other side of the street. There was a fetching lady, standing alone, looking at a pocket mirror. She quickly ran towards her and before the lady even notice, Marishka had already knocked her out. She draged the lady to a dark corner, took her clothes off and dressed it. She couldn't be seen with that ragged dress, besides, it didn't looked like something women wear in that land.

She then crossed the street and went into the inn. The first thing she noticed, was the ammount of beverage behind the main counter. There was a man tending and serving people. She looked around and saw lots of men and women laughing, some playing a kind of game with colored balls on a green table and long sticks. Others were throwing arrows at some round shaped board on the wall. It was when she saw further behind, up on a stage, a beautiful woman singing. Her voice was incredible. She could be Lilith's reincarnation. Suddenly, Marishka's stomach grumbled and she remembered: she needed to FEED. She went straight to the counter and talked to the man behind it:

"Greetings, mortal. You shall serve me from now on. Now bow before your new ruler, Marishka The Seducer!"

The man stared at her and his pupils dilated, he was her thrall now. He bowed and said:

"Its like my eyes have finally opened after all these years. I shall serve you for all eternity, my lady."

Marishka smiled, satisfied with herself, knowing that her seductive and manipulative power was still there. This man was weak and simple minded, but she did it. Now she knew she was whole, she had the velocity, the strenght and the persuasion. She just needed to feed. Urgently. The drunk man behind the alley was so smelly that she couldn't get close to him without wretching, so her stomach was still empty.

"What is your name, servant?" Marishka asked the bartender. "My name is Benjamin, m'lady." She made a gesture for him to get up and said:

"I need to feed. From someone who wouldn't be missed. Get me a drunkard or a whore, or better, get me to somewhere private and then, bring food to me." He simply bowed and urged her to follow. Marishka warily followed the man into a corridor that led back. They ended up in a small bedroom, with only a bed and a bedside table, with a candle on top of it. Benjamin then bowed and hurriedly left to look for her dinner. She was walking around the small room and about to go after that stupid bartended, but suddenly he opened the door, almost dragging a lady inside. She was laughing like a maniac, her face red from all the beverage and stumbling a lot. Benjamin locked the door and put the lady on the bed. She said:

"Heyyyyy i don't wanna lie down yet!! Kiara is singing!" Marishka made a signal for Benjamin to leave the room and then she smiled to her meal. She had a nice smell of young woman sweat mixed with perfume and a sweet drunken scent. She approached the lady, looked into her eyes and asked:

"Do you want me to kiss you?" The young woman started breathing heavily. "Y-yes" That's the last thing she said. Marishka grabbed her by the hair and bit her neck. The taste of that young inebriated blood, flowing inside her, making her feel alive again. She almost couldn't handle the pleasure as she moaned, sucking the neck dry. When she dropped the girl, she was pale and looked like an old decomposed corpse. She didn't like to take human lives, but she couldn't get a hold of herself now. It has been too long, the Dark Lord knows how many years have passed until she woke up in that damned sewer. She needed to get rid of that corpse, find new clothes and find a new and safe (and not smelly) place to live. She opened the door and Benjamin was there, waiting for her orders like a trained dog.