Dracula meets Dr. Strange... it is.. strange

"What... will happen now?" she asked, hoping that he would fulfill his threatening.

Dracula left the young woman's question unanswered. He had tasted her blood again, but not to satisfy his hunger, but to search her memories. Blood was life and life were power. Dracula's world was as simple as that. More or less. He hadn't understood everything about this world yet, the wealth of information was just too vast and on top of that Pepper's thoughts were focused on other things right now.

"Bram Stoker!" he smiled, turning her around as soon as the monitor had turned off and she had finished her question. Pepper was still staring at him with a mix of fear, disbelief and a rapidly growing desire.

"What am I going to do to you? I'm going to grant you your most desired wish!" he smiled, watching Pepper shudder. "You will become my ****!" he smiled and his hand shot forward, wrapped around her neck and pressed her against the wall. Only now did Pepper realize that her crazy teenage fantasies had put her in serious danger. She felt his fingers tighten around her neck like a vise. She wriggled and tried to free herself, even though she knew she had no chance. She tried to suppress the part of her mind that wished for this very thing, tried to fight back as best she could, and yet she knew she had no chance.

"Sunn.... day..." she stammered out of breath and the artificial intelligence immediately came to life.

"Yes Pepper? I know you are on incognito mode, but your physical readings indicate high stress! Wouldn't you rather I inform Tony and a medical team?" she asked anxiously.

Pepper was about to say yes when she took one last look at Dracula's face. It was her wish to see him like this one last time before she would break away from him and scream for help. But then she saw his eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Endless depths were reflected in them and Pepper felt herself drawn to them like a moth to a flame. Her kicking became less and less vigorous until she stood perfectly still. Far away she heard a female voice wanting something from her, but she just couldn't focus on the words.

"Silence your helper!" said Dracula simply, and Pepper nodded submissively before reaching for her watch and deactivating Sunday. Instantly, that annoying voice that had claimed part of her mind went out.

"Do you feel my power?"

"Yes Master..." she breathed, feeling his mind overpowering her own. She was a miserable insect compared to this divine being that had so effortlessly taken over her mind.

But as quickly as this feeling had come.... it was gone again just as quickly. Pepper blinked in confusion.... Rubbed her eyes and stared at the room in front of her. Dracula was gone... the sun had risen.... And she was completely alone in the room.

"What...?" she stammered in confusion, looking around. She could clearly feel the bites on her neck and still felt the after-effects of Dracula's hypnosis in her mind. She ran through all the rooms, searching, checking and exploring if he was still there, but she did not find him. Even on the balcony he was not and her body was burning in a way that was completely new to her. He had given her the greatest gift one could ever give a person. The fulfillment of a dream. How often as a young woman, as a teenager and even as a successful businesswoman she had dreamed of being used by a vampire, a real vampire. Hastily she tore off her designer dress, dropped onto the bed and started rubbing her pussy. In her mind everything revolved around the moments when he had bitten her.... The pictures she had seen there. Her pussy was already so wet that her fingers penetrated as if by themselves and while she imagined that they were his, her horniness rose to unimagined heights.

Her earlier fantasies about the famous Count Dracula were a gentle, romantic nonsense against what she just pictured now. Dracula was a monster, a demon among demons! He was more man than gods could ever be and his lust was limitless. She realized all this the moment her orgasm shook her body. Her moans echoed through the empty suit and the orgasm was so hard and so violent that stars danced before her eyes. Breathless she lay there and suddenly wondered if it had been her own decision to fuck herself here and now. She remembered again how she had sunk into his eyes, how she had called him master... Although her body was completely numb from the loss of blood and the strongest orgasm of her life, this thought ignited a hunger in her that was in no way inferior to his. If she had still been able to do it, she would surely have fucked herself again right away, with everything she could muster. But the truth was simple.

She was a weak mortal. She was NOTHING!

With that thought, she collapsed ****. The blood loss and all the experiences of the last 48 hours were finally taking their toll.

Dracula had left her estate right after he had subjugated her mind. It was a test for her. Will-less dolls he could have by the thousands if he so desired, however, this subjugation gave him only short-term pleasure. But true, deeply felt and honest submission was a rare gift. Something that needed to be preserved and nurtured. Something he would be able to enjoy for many years.

Not knowing what to do with his time, he wandered aimlessly through the city streets, ignoring the lustful glances of passing women. Here and there he noticed one or the other creature that possessed a special, unique aura. Some of them carried the seed of divine beings, others carried the damned blood of demons. But these gifts were so weakened that they would hardly have any influence on the lives of these people. The time of gods and demons had been shattered since the Tower of Babel. The tower had been more than a foolish attempt to reach God. It was an attempt to put himself on a par with Him. Something that God did not tolerate. Therefore, he had banished the demons and the angels from his world.

But as so often, God's plans were flawed and incomplete. The demons were still quietly influencing the mortals and Dracula had long been part of this power play. He was neither one nor the other. He was not an angel, but was descended from Adam, who was a direct prodigy of God. He had mastered his curse under Lilith, the first wife of Adam. The First Wife, who was also banished by God, had never forgiven her father. Even more powerful than Adam, she had become the mother of all demons, of all evil and suffering, and had taken Dracula, or rather Cain Adamson, under her wings when he had been cursed by God.

Cain stopped in front of a large building and looked at the writing on it. National Library.

"This is a beautiful place!" he smiled and took to reading something. But as soon as he walked through the door, he found himself in another place. Also, a hoard of knowledge as the countless books showed, but far smaller. In front of him sat a man in his prime, pointing to a chair in front of him, where a chalice of blood was already waiting.

"The Sorcerer Supreme, I presume?" smiled Dracula as he recognized the eye of Agamotto.

"Cain Adamson." Dr. Strange smiled and nodded. "I am Strange."

"That's what some say yes." nodded Dracula as he took a seat.

"No. It's Dr. Strange."

"There's a doctorate in being Strange?" asked Dracula, confused.

"My name is Strange and I am a doctor."

"Your name is considered awkward to you? Very well. I will call them wizard if that is what they wish."

"Why does it always have to be so complicated!" muttered Steven, starting over. "My name is Steven Strange and I am a doctor. Therefore, Doctor Strange."

"That's really strange!" smirked Dracula now, taking the goblet. "May I assume that the pact I made with your Order is still in effect, or is this an invitation to a fight?"

Dr. Strange now saw his counterpart for the first time in his life. He had known of his existence, of course, and had seen him in some of his visions of the future, but they had never been particularly detailed. It was amazing that such a normal looking man had such titanic powers. He had heard the hidden threat, of course, but tried to ignore it.

"The pact you made with my pre-pre-pre-pre ancestor is still in effect, as far as I know, unless you want to change that state of affairs?" he asked, smiling in turn.

Dracula raised his glass and just nodded. "You are worthy of your rank, as any of your ancestors. I wish no strife with you, Doctor. I have no intention of fighting you, if that is enough for you."

" It is enough, sir...forgive me...what do you wish to be called? I know many names of you."

"Vlad Dracul it shall be. I've heard of an interesting book that I think leads me as a reference."

"Bram Stoker? Yes, a very good book. You should see the film version. Forgive me for asking, but surely you can guess why I called you here. You have cut quite a swath through Europe. May I ask what your goals are?"

"I suspect I know why you called me here. I suppose it's how I deal with my descendants? I'm just cleaning up the bloodline after taking care of the impostor. For over 500 centuries he carried my name and his descendants are not worthy to be my heirs."

"That means you don't wage war against humans like... the other Dracula did?" smiled Strange reassured.

"If I were waging war...you would have noticed by now. I must confess that I was careless and that I was also tired when he captured me. I let it happen because I was tired of my existence. But I cursed his ancestral lineage."

"That explains the difference in power between the vampires of that time and today." Nodded Strange slowly understanding. Now it made sense why vampires had lost power so massively since the Middle Ages and had degenerated. Cain's grin made him nervous, though. "And what do you intend to do when you're done with that, Count?"

"I'll see then. Anyway, I will have to adapt to this new world first. So, I would say... I will explore the world a little. I hear it has become very interesting. And now, if you will excuse me. I'm going to go to the library. So, if you would please be so kind?"

The next moment Dracula was standing again in the library he had intended to enter and smirked. "An interesting mage. He is aware of the power difference and yet he has refrained from threatening me. I think he is wiser than his predecessors." Laughing satisfied with how it had turned out, he walked through the ranks. Even though he had absorbed some knowledge through Pepper he was still curious and after some polite questions he was told where to find the famous book about him. Almost like a normal mortal, he then took a seat at one of the many tables and opened the book. Smiling, he began to read the most famous book ever written about a vampire, and like everyone else, he was taken in by the book.

Thousands of miles away in New York

Tony had returned to his work after the tour when he heard the door open. Almost sighing, he realized that it was Nikki, of all people, who came in. This woman had become a source of worry for him in the last few days. Not only because she was so incredibly good looking but because she knew exactly what had happened. On top of that, she had been hired by Pepper at the time and she had made it clear to him that she wasn't here for her looks. Until a few days ago he had always been fine with it, but now he was finding it much harder to concentrate.

Fortunately for him, however, she was not alone; Dr. Steven Strange followed her into the office.

"Steven! What a pleasure to see you here for once! Why don't you take a seat? Nikki. Be a dear and bring us a coffee!" he said hurriedly, drawing confused looks from both of them.

"Are you sick?" asked Steven suspiciously when he was received so kindly and Nikki smirked.

"Must be Dr. Strange. After all, he's confusing me with his secretary right now!" she said sternly but then nodded. "But he's the boss!" with the words she then went out to get the coffee and Steven saw Tony relax noticeably when she was outside.

"Everything's fine. I just wanted to thank you for helping me out on Halloween. Wong really saved my butt there, not that I couldn't have done it on my own!" he quickly added though.

"Of course, you could. I'm not here for that though, I'm here to warn you. There's some serious stuff going on and I'm not going to be able to interfere with it."

"So... what’s going on."

"I'm not here to try to explain to you the world as it really is, that would be wasted time. I'm just here to tell you that I can't be active in some of the events that are going on because certain forces are working in the background. So far, all I can say is that there doesn't seem to be an acute threat."

"Ah... so something bad is coming, but there's no threat. Yep... Now if you work on your grammar and paint yourself green, you'll pass for Yoda!" quipped Tony.

"Tony!"

"Hey come on! It's me! Tony Stark! I can handle anything!" he said grinning as the door opened and Nikki came in with 2 coffees.

"Except with a bunch of kids!" she said snarkily, handing Tony a cup and then setting one down in front of Steven. The latter noticed the woman's beauty, of course, however Stark had changed and seemed happy with Pepper. He didn't think the woman was here just for looks.

"Excuse me?" he asked politely and Tony mumbled something into his beard as Nikki smirked.

"He had a little tour with some school classes today and well... seems like it outgrew him quite a bit." Smiling, she then grinned at Tony. "Would you like me to tell you MORE or will you leave it from now on to send me out for coffee?"

"Uh... YES... Wave understood!" grinned Tony broadly, enjoying the puzzled look on Strange's face. "Well, still coming along, you mighty mage?"

"I'm trying not to imagine a bunch of kids tearing apart your lab, Stark." He just nodded and drank his coffee. Something irritated him about Stark, but without the Eye of Agamotto or an active spell, it was hard to confirm the feeling. The eye was safely hidden in his sanctum and he wasn't really planning on casting a spell here.

"Pff... kids are great!" grinned Tony somewhat dreamily, and when Nikki saw the puzzled look on Strange's face, she leaned down and quietly whispered something in his ear, which immediately cleared up the mage's expression. Nodding his thanks to her, he then smirked.

"Tony Stark. As a family man. Poor Pepper!" he smirked, though kindlier than before. "Well...I've delivered my message. Inform your friends about it."

"Nikki. Do me a favor and take the Dr. outside. Please!" smiled Tony and as soon as they were outside, he opened his pants and freed his hard cock. The thought that Pepper would soon be back from England and he would finally feel her again gave him a shiver of pleasure. Then all this tension would finally be gone! On the monitor he could still see how Nikki and Strange got into the elevator and with that he was completely alone and could relax for the time being.