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The night right after the wedding of his son, Count JWolf (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Count%20JWolf.JPG) was having a meeting with three friends. These friends are members of the Council of Twelve. The meeting was taking place in the Count’s office, where the Count himself knew the plan to take full control of the Dominion in a week. After Lord Bennet du Paris (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Lord%20Paris.JPG), Father Cain Marko (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Father%20Cain.JPG), and Dark Father Kurt Essax (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Dark%20Father%20Kurt.JPG) entered the office of Count JWolf and took a chair, the meeting was started. The huge fireplace lit the room, making the room look like it was on fire. Then the first to say anything was Count JWolf, “Welcome to my house. You do know what we are meeting about he asked. Everybody said yes. “Well with that behind us, I can ask the next question. Who is loyal to me?” Lord Paris moved in his chair before saying “Count, I have been loyal to you from the first time I meet you. You are the only one, who can rule the Dominion right. Lady Frost and I have your back on this.” The Count listened and took out a Cuban cigar, “That is good, Bennent.” Placing the cigar in his mouth, he asked ”What about the Fathers? Are Fredrick and Victor to you?” Dark Father Kurt was the first to say anything, “Yes, Victor is loyal to me.”

“Same here, Count. Fredrick is one of my top students and he is loyal to his teacher.” said Father Cain. “Well, each one of you will have a spot in my cabinet. Now to get to what I asked you here for.” Taking a match, he lights the cigar and inhales in smoke after a couple of puffs. “The Council of Twelve needs to be disbanded and I have a plan to do it in a week.” said the Count, as the smoke rose from his mouth and stayed around his head like an angel’s halo. “Take them out one by one.” added the Count. “How?” asked Cain. “Easy, Father Cain, easy. The Doctor will be the first and easiest one to kill. I will call Darien Jones and have a agent kill him.” Kurt lend forwards and asked “What about Dracula and the others?” The Count like this question, it made him want to jump up and down with joy, if he could. “The others will be somewhat hard to kill. Vlad is mine and my sons can play with the knights.” Father Cain with his right hand on his chin said “I see, I see. A good plan, Count. You area genius.” They talked for other hours or so, to get out the whole plan before the three friends left the Count’s office.

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Later that night after everybody left the Count’s office, he dialed another friend. This friend was Darien Jones, the 62 year old owner of the Agency. After a few seconds, the phone was answered

“Hello.” said Darien, as he sat in his office in Tulcea.

“Darien, good to hear your voice.” said the Count.

“Good to hear yours too, old man.” said Darien.

“Think Shadow will do something for me?” asked the Count.

“For the right amount of money, he will.” said Darien.

“Half a million is his rate. Right?” asked the Count. He knew if it went up, he could still do it.

“Yes, it is. Who’s the target?” asked Darien.

“Doctor Pierce.” said the Count with a evil grin on his face. “I will sent every to your office later.”

“I will give Dash the message when he get back to the office.” said Darien.

“Thanks.” said the Count “The money will be paid after the hit.” With that he hung up his phone and started sending papers to Darien’s office. An hour later, he was done and heads to get some sleep. Now, Doctor Pierce will be gone in the morning.

It was 2300 hours when Dash (http://www.freewebs.com/transylvaniaagency/Dash%20Shadow.JPG) walked back into the Agency office. It had been on a mission for two days, waiting for the right time and to watch his target. His target was a Russian mafia boss, who was trying to take over the drug market in the Dominion. As he walked through the doors, he was meet by his boss (http://www.freewebs.com/transylvaniaagency/Darien%20Jones.JPG).

“Dash, got another mission for you.” said Darien. “Count JWolf is paying you.”

“Got any papers on this target?” asked Dash.

“Yes, the Count has sent everything you need on your target. It is in your office.” said Darien.

“Thanks you sir, I will be in my office.” said Dash, as he heads into his office. He sits down behind his desk and starts reading the reports.

After reading all of the reports, it was 0300 hours and if the reports were right, Doctor Pierce would be leaving his house at 0900 hours to head to Braila to his doctor’s office there. Dash threw the reports in the fireplace in his office then walked over to his suitcase by the door. He walks out of his office and down the stairs to the front door.

“Off on another mission again.” said Phil the doorman (http://www.mysnowangels.com/stories/amusing/doorman.jpg).

“Yes, Phil. Everybody loves to hire me.” said Dash.

“Your car is waiting for you.” said Phil.

“Thanks, Phil.” said Dash, as he heads out the front door and down the stairs. His car (http://www.ferrariclub.nl/gallery/250gto_black.jpg) was waiting for him as he pushed a button on his key chain, to open the trunk. After he placed his suitcase in the truck, he hopped into the driver seat and started the car. The car shot down the road and got on to the road to Braila. Dash would be there in an hour or so.

At 0500 hours, Dash was ready and in place in a church’s bell tower. The church was half a mile in front of Doctor Pierce’s office. He got to the church at 0435 hours, he checked the range of the shoot and found how the winds was blowing. He was putting his rifle in the right way for the shoot. After the hit, he could take the rifle apart and place it in the suitcase then headed back down to his car. Now, he had to wait for the doctor to arrive.

The Doctor’s black SUV pulled up in front of the office at 0900 hours. The reports were right. thought Dash, as he waited for Doctor Pierce get up of the vehicle. Then the driver door open and Dash got ready. A tall black man got out and walked to the passenger door. Opening the door, Doctor Pierce (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/DoctorPierce.jpg) got out and looked around for a second before walking away from the SUV. With the crosshairs on Doctor Pierce’s head, he squeezed the trigger and through the scope the Doctor fell to his knees with a big hole in the back of his head. His bodyguard pulled his pistol and started pointing at the surrounding buildings. Dash was taking his rifle apart and placing it in the suitcase. Then he headed outside to the back of the church and hopped in his car. Before the cops got there, Dash was long gone.

DNN - Dominion News Network

“This is Hannah Anderson reporting for Dominion News Network. At 9:00 AM, Doctor Pierce was shot in front of his office in Braila. The police officers said the caliber of the rifle was 7.62mm. There are no reports of who killed Doctor Pierce but it was said that the Russian Mafia is to be link to the death of the Doctor Pierce. His funeral will be held tomorrow. In other news, three school girls with big eyes are fighting crime in Arad…”

Nobody will die in the next days. thought Count JWolf in his dark office. The knights will die tomorrow by my sons’ hands. With a big Cuban cigar in his mouth, he called his aide “Malcolm, call my sons and have them come to the castle.”

“Yes, master.” said Malcolm, a 20 something blonde hair man in a black suit.

After the Count hung the phone, Malcolm started calling the four sons that where in the Dominion right now. Khaldun (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Khaldun.JPG), Jibade (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Jibade.JPG), Calvin Saint Clair (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Calvin%20Saint%20Clair.JPG), and Devlin Saint Clair (http://www.freewebs.com/thetransylvania/Devlin%20Saint%20Clair.JPG) were the ones still in the Dominion.

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Four hours after the calls, the sons were in the Count’s office. The table between father and sons had reports of the three knight of the Council of Twelve.

“You all know why you are here.” said the Count “My sons will help with my plan.”

The four sons knew what he was talking about.

“Father, do you want us to just pick or will you?” asked Khaldun.

“You and Jibade will need to take out Sir Cassidy.” said the Count. “Calvin, Devlin, you can have your pick.”

The boys started picking up the reports. Calvin picked up Sir Gleason report and Devlin picked up Sir Winchester report. The boys got and bow to their father before heading downstairs, leaving the Count in his own dark evil mind.

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The funeral of Doctor Pierce was held the next day. The other members of the Council of Twelve and their family were at the funeral. Sir Cassidy (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/SirCassidy.jpg), Sir Gleason (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/SirGleason.jpg), Sir Winchester (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/SirWinchester.jpg) were in front Count JWolf and his family. None of them knew they were going to die in a couple of days. Count Dracula (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y101/CountJWolf/CountDracula.jpg) was at the back of the church, he was watching Count JWolf.

After the funeral was over, everybody left the church but the Count and his family. Making sure nobody was in there, the Count said “Gleason, dies tonight.”

“Yes, father.” said Calvin. With that, they left and got into their vehicles. The vehicles headed off back to Count JWolf’s lands.

The time is midnight and it was raining. Outside of Sir Gleason’s house in Craiova, Calvin waiting in all black. His sword (http://panoramix.ift.uni.wroc.pl/~szybki/rys/vampire_sword.jpg) and his SOCOM were under his duster, hidden for everybody around. The Count had order ten Black Wolf soldier to stay near the house, to help Calvin escape, if something when wrong. Without a sound, Calvin disappear from view and was in the house in seconds. Calvin walked into the living room, where one of Gleason’s bodyguard was having a beer. Making no noise, he slowly move towards the guard. Then he saw something enter the room out of the corner of his left eyes, he dropped back into the shadow and looked at the figure entering the room. It was Sir Gleason, who just entered the room.

“Hey hon, what on the TV?” asked Gleason.

“Nothing baby.” said the man drinking the beer.

Calvin drew his SOCOM and got ready to kill both of them.

“Man, that sucks.” said Gleason. Taking his shirt off, he said “I got an idea. Make love to…” Then a bullet hole formed between Gleason’s eyes. Calvin holstered his SOCOM and drew his sword before moving towards the man. Gleason fell to the floor as the other man shot around behind him. The man’s head was cut clean off by Calvin’s sword. The head rolled on the floor as Calvin made his way back outside. A black car was waiting for him. The car took off down the road as Calvin dialed a number on his cell-phone. When the other answered, he said “The job is done.”

At 2:00 AM, Devlin was sitting in his den in his 15 bedroom house on his father’s lands. He was drinking out of a bottle of Transylvanian Blood whiskey, it is his favorite drink. He was watching TV and doing three things at the same time. Drinking whiskey, watching a dumb movie from the 1960’s and working out with his other hand with 100 pounds weights. He was doing 20 minutes on each arm, it would make him look better than a not muscled body man. If anybody was in the room with him, they could see this cool dragon (http://www.free-tattoo.com/tattoo/dragon-tattoos-03.jpg) tattoo on the right side of his chest.

Then his cell-phone started to ring, Devlin dropped the weights and pick his phone up.

“Hello.” said Devlin.

“Devlin, Winchester dies tomorrow.” said Count JWolf.

“Will do father.” said Devlin.

With that he hung up his phone and started his workout again.

Devlin was in Arad by 11:00 PM and at Sir Winchester’s house by 11:16 PM. Devlin was wearing his normal stuff; red leather duster, black leather pants, black tank top, and his sword (http://www.dragonscavern.com/shop/files/fantasy_swords/d_386.jpg) under his duster. Devlin was inside the house in second. Checking each room as he walked through the house. Sir Winchester was nowhere to be found.

Where could he be? Thought Devlin then something hit him. He is in dueling room.

Going down the stair that leads to the dueling room, he hears sounds of somebody in there.

Winchester is in his dueling room. Thought Devlin.

Devlin walked into the room and said “Hello. How are you doing? How’s your mother doing?”

“What the hell are you doing here, Devlin?” yelled Winchester, who was jumping up off his stool. “And how the hell did you get in here?” Winchester drew his sword and charged Devlin….

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