Castle Doom
The message was simple, “No tricks, I wish to talk of a grave matter. –Doom”. The fact that an astro beacon had been placed in a cleared area of the royal thrown room only added to the sense that this was not a trap.
“What is this about Doom?” Doctor Strange announced as he materialized on the throne room.
“Behold!” Doom took out a remote control as theatrically as possible, “Gaze at the horror that has awaken!”
A big screen TV on the wall came to life revealing three girls in blue body pant having sex with the tag Cosporn in the corner.
“Damn you Wade Wilson!” Doom screamed and flicked the channels on the remote.
Strange chuckled as Doom flipped throw CNN, BBC, RT, a nature documentary in Latverian, a badly dubbed Godzilla film, a Russian Soup Opera, and finally an old school horror film set.
“Hammer Films was resurrected back in 2008 Doom,” Strange snickered.
“Hammer Films is not in Walachia,” Doom countered, “Look closer!”
“That is the crest of Draculia,” Strange noted, “And those are binding marks to keep him asleep for millennia…”
“But the tomb is open…” Doom noted, “And my embassy to the United Nations sent me this.”
A Doombot came over holding a tablet with an image on it. Strange looked at it and realized what it was.
“You put this on the door of your embassy?” Strange asked.
“Yes on all of my embassies,” Doom said, “Just in case.”
“If this marking is correct then New York is hosting an ancient Elder Vampire Master…” Strange looked back to the TV, “You think Dracula is in New York City?”
“Something there has called to his infernal soul…” Doom stopped.
On the TV there was the clicking of heels. A slinky Black haired woman in boots and black spandex walked into the view and stood next to Dracula’s tomb. She turned around and was recognized as Lilith, the daughter of Dracula.
“What’s this a Spy on my father tomb?” She hissed, “Enjoy the look now mortals!”
The camera feed went dead.
“Lilith has awaken again as well,” Strange noted, “But does she intend to continue fighting Dracula’s power?”