Nicu - The Littlest Vampire E-Book

Elias Zapple

• Herausgeber: Elias Zapple
• Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

4 books in 1! 'Fangless', 'Big Fangs', 'Blood, Blood Everywhere' and 'Dead Again'. Loads of illustrations and fun stories! 

Follow the adventures of Nicu, a little vampire living in the Carpathian Mountains of Transylvania, Romania. See how he withstands and stays strong in the face of bullying and manages to rise above it. 

Leseprobe

Nicu – The Littlest Vampire

The Super Fang Collection

By

Elias Zapple

Book One – Fangless

Book Two – Big Fangs

Book Three – Blood, Blood Everywhere

Book Four – Dead Again

American-English Edition

Copyright

© Elias Zapple, 2017

Illustrated by

Reimarie Cabalu

Disclaimer

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real persons or vampires, living or dead or undead, is purely coincidental.

Dedication

For

Laura the Mischievous Lemur

Contents

Title

Copyright

Disclaimer

Dedication

Chapter One – Romania

Chapter Two – Nicu

Chapter Three – Breakfast

Chapter Four – Florin and Felix

Chapter Five - Playground

Chapter Six – Doctor Hans Smell Singh

Chapter Seven – The Fang Fairy

Chapter Eight – On Top of the Mountain

Chapter Nine – Home

Chapter Ten – A New Night

Chapter Eleven – Fangs at Last

Chapter Twelve – Return to the Playground

Who is Elias Zapple?

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1

Romania

In Eastern Europe there’s a country called Romania, and in Romania there’s a region called Transylvania. In the south and east of Transylvania there are mountains called the Carpathian Mountains, and in the deepest darkest valley of the Carpathian Mountains, surrounded by tall dead trees without a leaf to be found, there’s a house.

This was no ordinary house like you or I live in. This was a dark, crooked and grim-looking house, with grime, dust and cobwebs all over it, and indeed, in it. This house also had no doors, as the occupants did not need doors. For all they needed were windows to fly in and out of.

Now unless you just picked up or downloaded this book without somehow looking at the title and jumped to this bit, then perhaps you would assume that this house was occupied by birds, or by people trying to be a bit different. You’d be wrong. For this house was occupied by a family of vampires, and every night these vampires would turn into bats and fly out of the windows in search of humans, so that they could drink the humans’ blood and satisfy their hunger.

2

Nicu

The youngest of this family of vampires was Nicu, a 9 year-old vampire who was podgy, and very short for his age. However, that was the least of his problems, as he was also fangless.

Like human beings when getting their adult teeth, vampires normally get their fangs at any point after the age of 6, (normally between 6 and 8). Unlike Nicu, his older, spiky-haired brother Adam had a great set of fangs, the sharpest in all of Romania for his age, and had gotten them when he had just turned 6.

He was also an expert at turning into a bat, flying, and biting a human’s neck within the time it took Nicu to unscrew his bottle of freshly-drained blood – this was a ready-made drink for young vampires before they got their fangs, for if vampires don’t drink blood they turn into vegetarian cats, and as there’s not a lot of vegetables in the Carpathian Mountains that pretty much means certain death.

Nicu’s parents were tall, slender with cold-dead eyes, and who always dressed as if about to go ballroom dancing. They were also known to be two of the most bloodthirsty vampires in all of Romania.

Poor Nicu!

3

Breakfast

After the sun had set at around 8:30pm, there was a creaking in Nicu’s family’s cellar. The cellar was dusty, had cobwebs everywhere and lit candles hanging on the walls. There were also four coffins inside. All of the coffins’ lids slid open, and from the smallest coffin Nicu stepped out. He was dressed in black shorts, a white shirt and a black mini-cape with his family’s insignia on it, which comprised of two fangs with blood dripping from them. The rest of his family also emerged from their respective coffins. Nicu stretched and yawned, then pulled a spider from out of his ear.

“Spidey! You can’t keep sleeping in my ear!” Nicu said to Spidey the Spider. He then shrugged his shoulders, and popped Spidey the Spider into his mouth and ate him.

“Nicu! Stop eating spiders! Oh darling, when is this shameless boy going to get his fangs and become a real vampire?” his mom said before weeping, tears streaming down her pale-white cheeks and onto her bright blood-red dress.

“Nicu, you horrible creature, look what you’ve done! You’ve made your mother cry. Is it not enough that we have to deny that you’re our son and claim that you’re a lab experiment that went wrong, but now you have to make your mother cry too?” his dad said giving Nicu a cold hard stare before dusting off the tuxedo he was wearing.

“But… it’s just a sp…” Nicu stuttered.

“Nice going, toothy,” said Adam, dressed as though he’s about to go skateboarding.

“I didn’t mean to!” Nicu pleaded, huffing and puffing, his face reddening.

“Enough! Let’s go for breakfast and discuss this later.”

His parents and brother went upstairs followed by Nicu, who stomped behind them.

“I hate this family!”

“Stop stomping, Nicu!”

Unlike human beings who sleep during the night and wake once the sun rises and then have breakfast, vampires sleep during the day, and once the sun has gone down go to have breakfast – this is because if vampires are out when the sun is, they turn into beetroot – and nobody likes beetroot.

The other main difference between humans and vampires is what they have for breakfast. Whereas humans will sit down at a table and have orange juice, tea, eggs, toast and cereal; vampires will always pop out to have their breakfast. Not pop out to a Denny’s or McDonald’s or some local café, but instead go to somebody’s house and dine on people’s necks. Vampires don’t need to eat - all they need is blood… except Nicu, who enjoyed snacking on insects and arachnids.

In the candle-lit lounge with its creaking wooden floors and dust covered furniture, Nicu’s parents and brother got ready to go out. Nicu slumped down in a chair knowing that he couldn’t go due to his being fangless and there being no need. In front of him on the table he had a bottle of cool, crisp, freshly-drained cow’s blood that he occasionally sipped from.

Adam sat down and put his arm around Nicu. “Nicu, don’t let what mom and dad said get you down. I know that one day you’ll get your fangs.”

“You mean it, Adam?” Nicu had a glint in his eye as looked up at Adam.

“No way, dude! I was barely 6 when I got mine, fangfully! Enjoy your bottle of cow’s blood, loser!” Adam spun around and in a flash turned into a bat. Adam then flew over to Nicu and slapped the top of his head with his bat wings before flying out the window.

“I hate you, Adam!” Nicu shook his fist at Adam.

“Don’t be so horrible to your brother, Nicu!” his mom scolded. “Oh darling, without human blood, Nicu’s getting mean and hateful! Cow’s blood is not nearly as nutritious, or as good as human blood!”

“The little cockroach needs his fangs! What is a vampire without fangs? What is a zebra without its stripes?”

“A horse?” Nicu offered.

His parents stared long and hard at him, then put on their capes.

“Every vampire dentist and doctor in the land has seen him, and still he remains fangless,” his hysterical mom wailed.

“Not every vampire dentist, nor doctor. There is one left.”

Nicu looked up, eyebrows raised. He drank more from his bottle of blood.

“Who?” asked his mom.

“Yes, who?”

“Quiet, worthless boy! Doctor Hans Smell Singh – the greatest vampire doctor there’s ever been!”

“But he’s a madman!” cried his mom.

“Yes, a madman for a mad son.” His dad held his cape to cover his face then turned into a bat, flew over to Nicu, slapped him across the ear with his wings then flew out the window.

“My son, my son, my fangless son!” His mom covered herself up with her cape, turned into a bat, flew over to Nicu, slapped him across the face, then flew out the window.

Why did everybody have to slap him before leaving? Every day it was the same! “Stop hitting me! I hate it!”

His dad flew back in and whacked him across the face with his bat wings. “Worthless boy!” Then flew back out again.

Nicu slumped further back into his chair, rubbing his now reddish face and ears. What was he going to do? Perhaps this Smelly doctor could really help him?

He went over to a mirror they had and looked into it. Unfortunately, vampires aren’t visible in mirrors, and so why his family even had a mirror was quite confusing for young Nicu. Perhaps his parents got it to test him to see whether he was a vampire or a human. If his reflection had shown, then he was a human, and that would at least explain why he was fangless.

He felt his gums, nothing there - not even a slight bump that might hint his fangs were about to protrude. He went back to his bottle of cow’s blood when there was a tap on the window.