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This time Drac had heard the radio announcement and he was not best pleased at being threatened. He'd been through this already and definitely knew what to do...

Grab Mavis and run away.

Only, this time there were more monsters here that he worried about. And apparently they were out there in the streets, fighting. That was insane! Right. Well, then. Time to go get everyone. And if they didn't want to get away and be safe... there was always the option to hypnotize them. Someone in this town had to show they cared about them, after all.

So now Drac was walking the streets, a very grumpy ~~modded~~ Mavis tailing behind him, and collecting various students and other fellow monsters. He figured he could take them back to the hotel and contact their families from there.

...

He was going to be a very upset vampire when he finds out there are no Portals connecting to his Transylvania for at least two weeks.

[open! It's note necessary, but if you want Drac to hypnotize your character into joining, let me know! Also, any attacks? Drac will totally fend off, dunworry kids! Mavis modded with permission]

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Raven had only just managed to psych herself up for going out onto the streets and seeing if she could help out. Sure, she'd faced down the guys at the dig site earlier in the week pretty much just for kicks, but that was before people were being attacked and dying -- however temporarily. But she was strong and quick and she could help, so finally she decided to head out and see what she could do.

She didn't expect the first person she saw to be her old teacher.

"Mr. Dracula. Are you going to help, too?"

It wasn't that Evan was out looking for trouble, really. It was just that... well, things seemed to be getting worse, and Evan hadn't quite been able to repair his rocket boot, so getting out to fly recon just wasn't happening tonight. But he was being careful! He really was! He wasn't using one of the guns, no, because he didn't trust those things at all, but when you could shapeshift your arm into pretty much any weapon you wanted, who needed guns anyway?

He'd already clonked a few of the crazy villains who were roaming the streets over the heads tonight, and was actually kind of feeling like he was making some kind of difference. Which was a nice change, compared to spinning his wheels, wondering if he was really was just the monster everyone accused him of being.

The eye-beams that he was firing at the next psycho to run at him were probably visible before he was. But at least he seemed to be holding his own fairly well tonight?

"Count, my dear. And yes. I am helping." In the best way possible! Really! "Would you like to come with us?"

Tsk tsk, Evan. Vampire sight was really keen.

"Mr Sabahnur." Drac's tone of disapproval carried well in the night... if a bit spookily. "Are you perhaps engaging these people? A scholar such as yourself?"

"Well, I guess," Raven said. Odd, she hadn't figured Dracula for much of a fighter. "But -- I was going to go out towards the preserve. Where are you heading?"

Oh. Oh, wow, that was a tone that Evan hadn't heard since that one time he'd accidentally hit a baseball into the chicken coop. Pa had lectured him for a solid hour about not playing where it could hurt the animals, and that whole experience hadn't even been real.

The look of absolute chagrin on Evan's face as the last psycho collapsed and he turned to face Dracula said volumes about the fact that he wasn't generally scolded often, at least.

"Professor Dracula! I- I was just..." He looked around at the handful of fallen villains and winced. "... Yeah. I was. They were hurting people, and I thought..."

He shrugged his shoulders a little. Finishing sentences tonight was a tricky proposition, apparently.

"Did you, now?" Drac glided easily around (and over) the bodies. "You thought that increasing the violence would end it? That these people would give up the idea of harming you if you harmed them?"

"No, I just... They hurt Sholeh," Evan muttered, staring at the ground, shamefaced. "And I know that doesn't make hurting them okay, but they don't stop. They just keep coming and coming and hurting people who didn't do anything and and and this is our home! It's supposed to be safe!"

He'd spent hours on Thursday night, trying to coax Sholeh back to some semblance of living, promising her that he'd do everything that he could to make it safe again so she could stop being afraid.

"The Preserve?!" Drac sounded almost offended. "Oh no. My dear, there are wild animals there! Creature comfort is not a literal thing, you know."

The Preserve. Really. Did Count Dracula look like the kind of monster who could escape to the wilds?

Unless, was there another castle back there...? No no. He shook his head. Best to leave entirely. "No, we are going to do at least one more tour of town before we leave. Make sure that we have as many people with us as we can possibly manage to find. And then we shall all of us leave here."

"I wasn't going to hide there," Raven protested -- though, really, it'd be pretty easy for her to do, she'd just take the form of a nice, big alot so none of the predators would bother her. "That's where they've been digging for the vault. I was going to go and . . ." She maybe hadn't thought this bit through well enough. ". . . sabotage the equipment or something."

She frowned, catching up with what his game plan was. "Wait, you're going to leave? That's not helping!"

He'd been worried about this. "They hurt Ms Sholeh?" Drac's eyes glowed a bit more brightly at that, but he breathed through it. They would collect Ms Sholeh, too, before they left, he decided. She would be fawned over by Eunice and Wanda when they arrived back at the Hotel Transylvania.

"There are times in our lives, Mr Sabahnur, when what was once safe becomes safe no more. Does that mean you should risk your life and possibly increase the risk for others? What did this accomplish that aided Ms Sholeh in her injuries?"

"She's not injured physically anymore," Evan murmured, ducking his head a little lower. "But she was shaken... really badly."

Which was kind of understandable when you were slowly killed all up out of nowhere.

"I wanted to give her some peace of mind. I thought... maybe if I could get some of these guys off the streets..."

Vigilante justice was still justice, right? It seemed to work for the X-Men.

... Ish.

Not very well.

"It most certainly is helping," Drac drew himself up and into his cape. "I shall be helping as many of my fellows escape to safety where we will not be hunted down or harmed."

"You will have your own room in my Hotel for as long as you need, and you can contact your family from there. Perhaps even have them join us."

"As much as I'd love to see your hotel sometime, Count Dracula," Raven said, and it was true, she'd love to visit it! "I'm not going to run away. Not again. I'm not a kid any more, I can fight back, now, and I want to help."

"You hoped that more violence would calm Ms Sholeh's fear of violence?" Really? Drac actually raised an eyebrow.

"No!" Evan looked up again, eyebrows furrowed, trying desperately to find a way to explain. "They don't want to be reasoned with, and they're not just going to go away on their own! But they need to... to leave, or be put behind bars or something. They keep hurting people! They killed her!"

Evan, if you kept raising your voice like that, there would be more psychos here in no time. The red glowing eyes, though, they were probably a little safer. Kind of.

"And how exactly are you going to help when you are at risk yourself?"

Look! He wasn't even saying anything about her being just a child! Though he was thinking it.

"These are dangerous men who are fighting us simply because of who we are."

"Story of my life," Raven said, with all the haughty confidence of a teenager. Her eyes shifted to their natural gold as she started to get a bit riled up. "They're not going to stop if we hide away from them. We have to show them we're not going to take it. We have to make them stop."

"Young man!" Drac snarled, hoping his own violent reaction would snap the child out of this madness he was in. "Calm down. When a place is no longer safe, the answer is not to go out and increase the danger."

Drac was going to be able to write his own book on raising teens, at this rate.

"And finally become the monster they say that you are." Drac finished that sentence for you, Raven. You're welcome.

It did the trick, yes. The glow to Evan's eyes faded, leaving them their usual pale blue, and he flinched backwards, gaze falling back toward the cobblestones.

"Then what is the answer?"

He still didn't think he was actually increasing the danger. The fewer of those creeps that were on the streets, the better. But he was aware that a lot of his 'fight' reaction this week had come from anger. Maybe Dracula had a point.

Drac twitched, calming down himself. "We will leave and go to my Hotel. It is safe there. You can contact your family and let them know you are safe."

Low blow, Drac.

"Maybe," Raven shot back. She started growing some in size, bulking up subtly as if preparing for a fight right now. "We live here. Why should we always have to get out of their way? If they want to make monsters out of us, then monsters is what they'll get."

[ugh, wtf LJ wtf]

Oh, now there was a punch in the guts. Evan's breath hitched a little, and he shook his head, taking a few deep gulps of cold air to keep himself from getting too overwrought.

"No, I can't," he murmured. "I don't h-have a family."

"And then when the next ones come? I have been around for a few centuries, you know. There are always more who will come."

She wasn't going to be one who would go willingly, was she? Fine. He tried to draw her gaze to him, his eyes starting to glimmer a bit red. "Why can you not live somewhere else?"

Look at Uncle Drac, Raven. Loooook at Uncle Drac.

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