Political Vampire.
Political Vampire
90's/2000s era Donald Trump TF W/Vampire theme.
NOTE:
This is one of the two earlier tf stories I had planned for April Fools Day this year, it is based on a dream I had last night and involves my character Nathan becoming an 1990's/2000's era Donald Trump after tasting Donald's blood. My character is a half-vampire in this. This story also is sort of similar to Freaked. The transformation in this isn't voluntary but rather involuntarily as a result. Please note that I am NOT a Trump supporter, I am on neither side regarding the election.
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They say politicians are a lot like monsters, in particular werecreatures and vampires. They have multiple personalities and sometimes may start off calm and collective during the day but at night their true colors show. And they want only the best, such as the case of the vampire community. Some vampires will only settle for the greatest of prey, and that's what Prince Nathan was aiming for. On the night after the first presidential debate, he decided to go out for a bite to do just that, he had his eyes set on the Trump family - as he knew that the bloodline of that family was extremely rich - not just in terms of wealth but in taste.
That night he used his vampire powers to hypnotize the security crew up in Trump Tower, and under his control he commanded them to let him in, which they did under his commands, he then decided to have a bit of fun and turn Melania and Ivanka into vampiresses. Of course Donald himself was oblivious to the fact his wife now had been turned into a Bordello Of Blood style vampiress, although he did become slightly suspicious when he heard Ivanka murmur to herself "You know, if he wasn't my father i'd so consider biting him".
Making his way up to the office area of the tower, he used his inhuman agility and stealth to get by undetected before turning into a bat-like creature and hanging upside down from the ceiling, he demorphed out of bat creature form once he heard Donald arrive. He hissed slightly as he licked his lips.
"Hi there...i've been expecting you, Mr Trump..."
"You must be Prince Nathan, i've heard a lot about you."
"Oh...have you?"
"Yes....if i'm not mistaken, you and I have a lot in common."
"If you mean that we're both bloodthirsty monsters, then yes...but you're more of a monster than I will ever be. At least judging by your behavior as of recent. You made quite a reputation for yourself there."
"Why thank you....I think..."
"No problem, you seem to be a lot less hostile than everyone thinks you are."
"Aaaaw...you mean it?"
"Yeah....I was expecting you to be aggressive, over-dramatic, heartless, brainless, bigoted and completely devoid of all empathy. You know...a complete monster who will do anything to get his way?"
"Oh?"
"I was expecting more of a 'mountain king' vibe from you to be honest."
"Hmmm...mountain king, I like that."
Donald contemplated for a few seconds, thinking about what our hero had just said. He liked the royal aspect of it and to him it sounded very regal. Although he didn't know of the famous classical music piece it was a reference too, he just thought the idea of being compared to a character like that was extremely fascinating.
"You don't know who the mountain king is...do you?"
"Well I kind of do..."
"The mountain king is the main antagonist in the classic play 'Peer Gynt'. The mountain king is the king of the trolls and his name is Dovregubben. He sits on a throne wielding his crown and scepter and surrounded by goblins and trolls along with his children and relatives. You should really listen to Peer Gynt. It's a classic."
"I think I like him already, this mountain king reminds me of myself."
"I bet he does..."
"You are a man of excellent taste..do you know that?"
"So are you...I mean you're a Tarantino fan just like me."
"I love Reservoir Dogs...what's your favorite?"
"Although he didn't direct it - he did star in it and write it...that favorite of mine is the 1996 classic From Dusk Till Dawn. Because i'm a huge horror fan. Oh..and by the way, there's something you should know about me..."
"Oh?"
"You see...i'm not like most people around here..."
"You're not working against me are you?"
"What? Of course not!"
"Well..what are you?"
He gave a wide sly smile revealed his teeth, his canines were extending to become akin to fangs, his eyes gave off a supernatural glow as he hissed slightly. Donald didn't seem phased by this, but rather quite impressed. He didn't know that the man in front of him was not only royalty but also a creature of the night as well.
"I'm a vampire...well actually i'm half vampire."
"You're a vampire? Wow...why didn't you tell me this earlier? I love this."
"Why thank you...I didn't know you were such a yuge so to speak monster aficionado."
"I've always had a soft spot for creatures of the night. Especially vampires and also mummies, those monsters know how to live. and I especially like how powerful vampires are, with their hypnotic powers and everything."
"Why...i'm flattered."
"You should be."
"Wait... what are you thinking?"
"Well I was wondering if you could..."
"If I could do what?"
"Give me powers like yours..."
"YOU want vampire powers? And what exactly would you do with those?"
"Make everyone love me even more than usual."
"Typical."
"But more than that...I want to live forever and also rule the night..."
"One problem with that...i'm not sure you'd like being part vampire, what with all the weaknesses and what not. I don't think that you'd like the idea of being nocturnal and the whole not being able to see yourself in the mirror thing."
"Eh, i'm used to it."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am...i'd be willing to give you anything in return for having powers like yours and being able to rule the night. Anything you want, anything you desire...I can give it to you, i'm just THAT nice..."
"Donald...the problem is I can't just give you powers like mine willy nilly. That's not exactly how vampirism works. You can't buy powers like these, you know. You're either born with them or you get them from another vamp."
"You mean that you can't buy vampirism? That's a pitty. Because i'd be willing to pay for powers like that. I mean i'd give you anything in order to get those. Oh well, if you can't buy them...how do you get them?"
"You have either to be born with them or get them from another vampire. With the latter you can have another vampire mix their blood with yours so you can have vamp blood in your system, you can get bitten - of course....and of course you can have a vampire transfer their aura into you..."
"I like the first one..."
"You sure?"
"Yeah...i've got the feeling that you'd like my blood.."
"I don't know..."
"Come on....i've been told i've got the best blood and best blood type ever..."
"That wouldn't be type o-range...would it?"
"No... come on, give it a try..."
"I don't think you'd like being half vampire very much..."
"Sure I would, come on..."
Nathan hissed for a few seconds as he backed up a little, trying to keep Donald away. But the Donald wasn't going to take no for an answer, he knew that if he had vampire powers like him the odds of him winning the election would increase and he'd be a shoe-in for sure, and he definitely knew that this would be the only chance he'd have at getting to be so powerful and fierce. He hissed slightly before warning him not to come closer, his fingernails lengthening and sharpening, he lashed out at him - snarling as he did so in addition to keeping his distance.
"I told you...i'm not that kind of vampire...i'm not just going to do it just because you want vampire powers THAT badly. Besides....something's bound to go wrong if I do. I mean your blood could be poisonous or something."
"I assure you that my blood is NOT poisonous."
"That's not what I heard from Hillary..."
"Is she spreading lies about me again? I have told her a million times that my blood is non-toxic. You have nothing to worry about, trust me. My blood is probably going to be very good for you."
"Well....I already had my share of Trump blood before I got here. After all I did bite Melania and Ivanka and turn them into vampires. And I can see why they have some of the best blood in the family..."
"So.. that was you who did that? I must say, i'm impressed. But wouldn't my blood taste twice as good as theirs? I bet it would. My doctor told me I have the best blood out of everyone. Give it a try, you'll love it. Wouldn't you like to try it?"
"No....I don't....I..."
"Come on, please?"
"I'm not going to drink your blood, no matter how much you plea..why? Because it doesn't work like that. I mean you want me to drink it just because you think that becoming half vampire would give you an advantage in the upcoming election. And like I said, you can't buy vampirism, you know...you're either born with it or you get turned."
"Nathan...you have no idea how much I want to have those powers. All I am asking is for you to taste some of my blood, and in turn it will give me powers like yours that I can use to my advantage. Come on...you've already tasted Trump blood before, so what are you waiting for?"
"I already said that I can't do it..."
"I won't take no for an answer..."
"I know you won't...that's what i'm worried about."
"Aaaaw...come on now. I've always admired those that are fierce and powerful. As you know, i've been known for being quite fierce myself. I like the whole being feared yet adored aspect of being a monster..."
"You? Fierce? No offense. But have you seen how you react to criticism? You, Donald John Trump are NOT fierce by any means. You're as fierce as a Newborn Kitten trying to act like an attack dog!"
"None taken."
"Besides I don't think you're cut out for the vampire life at all. Yep, you're bloodthirsty and evil enough but you're not exactly vampire material. And certainly not as a 'master' either, you're more suitable as a lackey.."
"I'll have you know that I am a Trump, Trumps do NOT serve anyone. I am nobody's lackey. I give the orders, I do not take them. That's everyone else's job - not mine. Trust me, I am definitely entitled to have vampire powers..."
"I know you want to have the same powers as me, but i'm worried about what would happen if I taste your blood. What if something goes wrong? Like me involuntarily turning into you or something? I don't want to be a big aggressive orange-freak!"
"Aaaw come on...please?"
"Donald...I don't think I can do this."
"I'll give you anything you want..."
"You can't buy vampirism, Donald..."
"Just try some of my blood then..."
"I ALREADY SAID NO...NOW BACK OFF!"
"Please?"
"I SAID...BACK OFF!"
Reaching for his neck with a look of anger in his eyes, he wrapped his arms behind him before growling in a monster-like manner. He snarled several times before charging at him and knocking him onto the ground with a tackle, he hissed a few times as his facial features became more monstrous, giving him the appearance of a From Dusk Till Dawn style vampire. He was about to tear the troublesome Trumpster a new one but when the latter accidentally pricked himself on one of Nathan's claw-like fingernails causing blood to drip from his finger, that one bit of blood ended up falling into his mouth. He morphed back into human form for a few seconds before getting back up, hissing a little in disgust before crashing into him which resulted in Donald falling on him.
"Ugh...I can't believe you made me do that..."
"WHAT? Me?"
"Yeah...you..."
"But you tackled me...."
"Only because I got mad at your attempts at trying to get me to drink your blood."
"I just wanted to have vampire powers...is that so wrong?"
"Donald...everything you do is wrong."
"That's not true at all."
"Oh yes, it is - besides...it was you who got us into this mess.."
"How so?"
"You're the one who fell on me just earlier.."
"So? It wasn't my fault..."
"Look, it's very simple Donald - just don't fall on me anymore.."
"Excuse me? It was an accident, alright? It's not like I got you killed or anything. Well...if your fingernails or 'claws' weren't so sharp and pointed...owww. I think i'm going to need a band-aid."
"Well next time pick up your feet, you overgrown tangerine-faced mutant."
"I'm sorry, alright?"
"Oh alright. Donald, I accept your apology...just make sure this sort of thing NEVER happens again or i'll consider adding you to my future victims list. And you don't want to be on THAT list..do you? Of course not."
"Oh, okay fine..."
Nathan dusted off his jacket and shirt, smiling a little as he did so. But just as he was about to say something, a series of rather uncomfortable gurgling sounds came from his stomach, he felt like he had just sipped some rather bad blood. Inspecting the blood from earlier, he was absolutely mortified when he found out it was Donald's blood. Surprisingly, it didn't taste as awful as he thought it would have, but it was having a very negative on his insides and his stomach was not agreeing with him.
"Uhhhh....my...I don't feel so well.."
"Is everything alright?"
"I think I may have an allergic reaction of some kind to your blood. If not an allergic reaction, perhaps a bad acid re-flux reaction to it. There's definitely something fierce about that blood of yours...it's almost toxic."
"Excuse me?"
"Like what the hell is your blood made from anyway? Zygrot 24?"
"I assure you that my blood isn't toxic... it's all natural."
His stomach gurgled several more times as he started going through a series of uncomfortable changes, starting with his hands shifting in size to become slightly larger than normal as his dark blue vampire prince shirt slowly morphed itself into the top half of a business suit, he panicked several times as this was happening, not knowing what the heck was going on. Looking up at Donald, he shrieked loudly before turning over to him with a pissed off and at the same time shocked expression.
"What the hell? What's happening?"
"Ooops..."
"And what exactly do you mean by 'Oops', Trumpty Dumpty?"
"There's something I forgot..."
"WHAT?"
"That there are side effects..."
"Is this one of them?"
"Yes..."
He panicked several times as the changes continued, his body started to expand and accumulate as his weight shifted to 198lbs, his jeans slowly morphing into the lower half of the business suit as his boots shifted into a pair of work shoes of some kind which were around size 12. His body now seemed to be much bigger than normal as his skin lightened a little - he looked at his changing appearance and freaked out. His chest, torso, back and even his back had expanded in build, he wasn't overweight..but he wasn't muscular either, he was just about right down the middle.
"What's going on?"
"Well...as I mentioned there are side effects to this...and it looks like you're becoming me."
"Oh, that's just great... I think I am turning into you....eeew. That's worse than being turned into Russell Brand. You're a big orange moron...who wants to be a big orange moron? I certainly don't."
"What's wrong with being me?"
"EVERYTHING!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen."
He panicked and squirmed several times as his legs shifted along with his feet, in addition to this he slowly extended in height to 6'2 - as his shoulders broadened in shape and size, his neckline became more defined by just a touch, as the changes progressed upwards, his usually dark brown hair developing blonde highlights before turning strawberry blonde in its entirety, and taking on a similar style to Donald's. He was panicking more than ever now, true...he had been turned into things he hated before, but never like this. It was if his body was having an allergic reaction to the blood that was now entering his system. As a result, he keeled over on the ground due to the intense pain and agony that was coursing through him, he bellowed in anguish a multitude of times as well.
"Sorry? Sorry is not good enough now, Donald...I am turning into you and I do NOT like this one bit. Especially seeing as i'm not anything remotely like you. Heck, i'm more of a Bernie type in terms of my personality.."
"I said i'm sorry..."
"Sorry isn't going to do anything about this.."
"I know, I know..."
"Well...DON'T JUST STAND THERE, YOU TANGERINE NIGHTMARE! HELP MEEE!"
"I wish I could..but I don't know how..."
"My body is mutating and I am mutating into you....DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS, PLEASE! I assure you, that I do NOT want to be like you in the slightest. Because that would be wrong on multiple levels."
"There has to be something I can do.."
He tried focusing on a different form or on his regular form, but he was losing control of his morphing due to his system not being able to handle the blood that was entering, as even when he tried to revert back to his normal self - he found himself unable to do anything except groan and whimper slightly.
"YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE ALREADY!"
"Oh..I...I..."
"This is the most humiliating transformation i've ever been through next to being turned into a kiddie show character by a Barney parody monster, the incident involving the mosquito DNA, that and being turned into a plutarkian-like fish monster and being bitten by Alex and turning into a Rooey."
"I'm sorry..."
"CAN IT, TRUMPTY! Fix this..."
"I wish I could..."
"Surely you know how to stop this..."
"Nope...not really..."
He whimpered even more than before as the changes reached his face, his forehead widening a little as his eyebrows thickened and turned the same color as his hair - no matter how much he tried there was nothing he could do about it, his eyes widening as they turned from hazel brown to icy blue. His features slowly altering and reshaping themselves as his lips puckered just a little bit, his features warping and realigning into those of Donald himself except...a lot more handsome, from the looks of it - he was a dead ringer for 90's/2000's era Donald.
"Oh my...please, do something..."
"I wish I could...but nope, can't do anything."
"That is so typical of you. It's no wonder everyone dislikes you. You're hopeless, you're nothing but trouble. And believe me...if you ever do become president, you're going to be the most useless president ever."
"I'm trying...i'm trying, but I can't think of anything..."
"You can hardly think of anything at all."
"Hey!"
He continued whimpering while also snapping at Donald while his transformation began to go through its last stages as his vocal cords rearranged and shifted, making his vocal pitch and tone deepen and roughen while he developed a New York-ish accent of sorts, his voice sounding louder and more commanding in nature. His voice now...was dead on and sounded just like Donald's own voice. He tried to fight the more dominant and fierce personality that was influencing his mind, but he mostly failed as he felt his memories and thoughts being replaced with Donald's, only of course he had the more pleasant and calm mindset of pre-election Donald.
"No...i'm not you...no...no..."
"Well you look and sound like me, so you must be me."
"No...i'm not...i'm Nathan..."
"You're more like me if you ask me..."
"I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU!"
He struggled to retain the rest of his memories but to no avail, he only remembered that he was Donald J. Trump, albeit a much younger version of him from the 90's and early 2000's era, he just couldn't believe his own eyes. He hoped this whole process was going to wear off soon, but no such luck. Now his metamorphosis was complete and the vampire prince had been Trumped. Of course he still had his vampire powers, and also as he saw his fingernails extending once more - he saw his claws were a flaxen shade of yellow - as if they were made of gold.
"How do you feel now?"
"I still feel weird....is this what being you is like? Because it's freaking me out."
"You'll get used to it..."
"I just hope this wears off..."
"It probably will...but why would you want to go back? You're me now."
"Just because i'm you now doesn't mean I have to be exactly like you. At least I still have a brain and i'm not a complete racist nutcase obsessed with building a wall to keep out immigrants."
"Actually...it does mean that."
"Well I refuse to as I think it is unclassy and undignified."
"What? But you're me now...you have to be extremely like me."
"I've been with types like you all my life and believe me when I say this. As someone who has been a villain before, I must tell you the public does NOT want to see disgusting, depraved violent filth."
"Wow...is this what it feels like to argue with myself?"
"Pretty much, yes..."
"Weird...I never thought that would happen to me."
"There's a first time for everything..."
"I know that..."
"Well I hope you're satisfied Trumpty..."
"Yes, I am..."
"I'm NOT... because this is your fault. "
"How is it my fault?"
"You wanted to have vampire powers so badly you wanted me to drink your blood...which unfortunately I did, by accident and now I am YOU as a result of my body and system having a reaction to said blood which is now in me."
"I respect vampires so much...I was fascinated by you and your powers and I wanted similar powers to yours myself. For I knew if I had those powers I would be a force to reckon with, I like 'fierce' and 'powerful' creatures like yourself."
"But even when I told you that you CAN'T have them and that I won't give them to you no matter what, you kept insisting on me giving them to you. You kept trying to bargain with me. When you know that you can't buy vampirism, you either have to be born a vampire or be bitten by one."
"What about that blood transfer thing?"
"That's true..but again even though I set out to do this in the first place, I was hesitant to give you vampire powers and to transfer my blood into you because I KNEW something terrible was bound to happen, and it has..."
"Okay...so I didn't know my blood had THAT sort of effect on you. It's not that terrible, is it? I mean you're me...well....albeit, more youthful and more graceful but still...you're me...how is that a bad thing?"
"Well Donald, where do I start? You're the most horrible person in the world and you are a complete ninny and an imbecile, not to mention your attitude problems, and pretty much everything you have said so far in the election. You're a terrible person and you'd make a terrible president."
"What? But I had noble intentions. I admire you, you're powerful, you're fierce - you've got moxy. Plus you have the whole vampire thing...that's something else I admire about you, the whole being feared yet admired thing..."
"Donald..."
"What? I think that you and I have a lot in common."
"You and I do NOT have that much in common apart from the fact we're both rich and we're both considered monsters. Although I am an ACTUAL monster. And i'm certainly not anything like you, I may be your appearance, vocal and mannerisms wise but I am still NOTHING like you. We are not alike at all."
"We have the same powers though..."
"And that's one of the only things we have in common..."
"Well that and we're both powerful."
"Oh puhlease, you're weak and pathetic."
"I'm just as strong if not even more so than the others..."
"That's what you always say..."
"I don't know why you're mad at me. You've given me the gift of vampirism. You've given me something i've been desiring for a long time. Now I can be like you. And I can rule the night AND the country at he same time."
"Donald..what's wrong with you? Is it me? Is this my fault? Do you think that this is what I am? I am a professional fucking monsterologist and half-vampire. I don't kill people or threaten them - that I have to, I don't drink anyone's blood unless they ask me nicely and I certainly do NOT degrade women. What you are doing, what you are doing, what you are FUCKING DOING..IS NOT HOW IT'S DONE. Do you understand that?"
"I guess.."
"I said do you understand? Say 'Yes, I understand'. Repeat after me, repeat after me. Say this, say yes, but don't just say yes, say yes I understand, say 'yes, Nathan I freaking understand'."
"Yes, Nathan - I freaking understand...just don't hurt me."
"Don't worry I won't...besides, you've suffered enough."
"Huh?"
"I won't hurt you or kill you, I am not that kind of vamp. But I had plans on drinking your blood anyway since it was on my to-do list. So I guess we both kind of got what we wanted, although i'm not sure i've ever wanted to be you."
"So...now that i'm part vampire and all.."
"No, Donald...you can't use your powers for evil."
"Aaaaw, that's not fair."
"But don't worry, you can use them for other things..."
"Does that include avoiding taxes?"
"No...you can't use vampirism as an excuse to avoid taxes."
"Aaaaw..."
"You can frighten off your enemies though...but remember you have to steer clear of the
daylight from now on. You are a creature of the night now, and as such you're nocturnal - which means you can only come out at night."
"So can I do whatever I want?"
"Well as long as you behave yourself..."
"I'll try but no promises..."
"Oh...and Donald?"
"Yes?"
"I AM GONNA DRINK YOUR BLOOD!"
"Yikes...."
"So are we clear?"
"Yes, crystal clear. I'll try to better myself, but no promises though."
"Of course i'm going to have to hideout here until this whole thing wears off, I can't have my friends Lithius and Mel finding out that I have become you. It would be bad for my reputation."
"You're welcome to stay here anytime you want..."
"Great...."
And so with that Prince Nathan/Donald decided to take up temporary residence in Trump Tower, hanging upside down from the ceiling in the office and later making himself a mini-vampire den in one of the empty places. Of course the side effects of the blood transfer from earlier did wear off and he did return to normal, but he did on occasion still suffer from the aforementioned side-effects of what happened like turning back into Donald uncontrollably but that was because his system wasn't used to having THAT kind of blood in it before. And it wasn't easy to contain the transformations if your supernatural blood and the system in it react to it like that.
Luckily nobody found out about what happened, and even if questions were brought up - the real Donald didn't even make a single comment about it. Luckily nobody asked him about the whole thing, but they were curious to know.
90's/2000s era Donald Trump TF W/Vampire theme.
NOTE:
This is one of the two earlier tf stories I had planned for April Fools Day this year, it is based on a dream I had last night and involves my character Nathan becoming an 1990's/2000's era Donald Trump after tasting Donald's blood. My character is a half-vampire in this. This story also is sort of similar to Freaked. The transformation in this isn't voluntary but rather involuntarily as a result. Please note that I am NOT a Trump supporter, I am on neither side regarding the election.
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They say politicians are a lot like monsters, in particular werecreatures and vampires. They have multiple personalities and sometimes may start off calm and collective during the day but at night their true colors show. And they want only the best, such as the case of the vampire community. Some vampires will only settle for the greatest of prey, and that's what Prince Nathan was aiming for. On the night after the first presidential debate, he decided to go out for a bite to do just that, he had his eyes set on the Trump family - as he knew that the bloodline of that family was extremely rich - not just in terms of wealth but in taste.
That night he used his vampire powers to hypnotize the security crew up in Trump Tower, and under his control he commanded them to let him in, which they did under his commands, he then decided to have a bit of fun and turn Melania and Ivanka into vampiresses. Of course Donald himself was oblivious to the fact his wife now had been turned into a Bordello Of Blood style vampiress, although he did become slightly suspicious when he heard Ivanka murmur to herself "You know, if he wasn't my father i'd so consider biting him".
Making his way up to the office area of the tower, he used his inhuman agility and stealth to get by undetected before turning into a bat-like creature and hanging upside down from the ceiling, he demorphed out of bat creature form once he heard Donald arrive. He hissed slightly as he licked his lips.
"Hi there...i've been expecting you, Mr Trump..."
"You must be Prince Nathan, i've heard a lot about you."
"Oh...have you?"
"Yes....if i'm not mistaken, you and I have a lot in common."
"If you mean that we're both bloodthirsty monsters, then yes...but you're more of a monster than I will ever be. At least judging by your behavior as of recent. You made quite a reputation for yourself there."
"Why thank you....I think..."
"No problem, you seem to be a lot less hostile than everyone thinks you are."
"Aaaaw...you mean it?"
"Yeah....I was expecting you to be aggressive, over-dramatic, heartless, brainless, bigoted and completely devoid of all empathy. You know...a complete monster who will do anything to get his way?"
"Oh?"
"I was expecting more of a 'mountain king' vibe from you to be honest."
"Hmmm...mountain king, I like that."
Donald contemplated for a few seconds, thinking about what our hero had just said. He liked the royal aspect of it and to him it sounded very regal. Although he didn't know of the famous classical music piece it was a reference too, he just thought the idea of being compared to a character like that was extremely fascinating.
"You don't know who the mountain king is...do you?"
"Well I kind of do..."
"The mountain king is the main antagonist in the classic play 'Peer Gynt'. The mountain king is the king of the trolls and his name is Dovregubben. He sits on a throne wielding his crown and scepter and surrounded by goblins and trolls along with his children and relatives. You should really listen to Peer Gynt. It's a classic."
"I think I like him already, this mountain king reminds me of myself."
"I bet he does..."
"You are a man of excellent taste..do you know that?"
"So are you...I mean you're a Tarantino fan just like me."
"I love Reservoir Dogs...what's your favorite?"
"Although he didn't direct it - he did star in it and write it...that favorite of mine is the 1996 classic From Dusk Till Dawn. Because i'm a huge horror fan. Oh..and by the way, there's something you should know about me..."
"Oh?"
"You see...i'm not like most people around here..."
"You're not working against me are you?"
"What? Of course not!"
"Well..what are you?"
He gave a wide sly smile revealed his teeth, his canines were extending to become akin to fangs, his eyes gave off a supernatural glow as he hissed slightly. Donald didn't seem phased by this, but rather quite impressed. He didn't know that the man in front of him was not only royalty but also a creature of the night as well.
"I'm a vampire...well actually i'm half vampire."
"You're a vampire? Wow...why didn't you tell me this earlier? I love this."
"Why thank you...I didn't know you were such a yuge so to speak monster aficionado."
"I've always had a soft spot for creatures of the night. Especially vampires and also mummies, those monsters know how to live. and I especially like how powerful vampires are, with their hypnotic powers and everything."
"Why...i'm flattered."
"You should be."
"Wait... what are you thinking?"
"Well I was wondering if you could..."
"If I could do what?"
"Give me powers like yours..."
"YOU want vampire powers? And what exactly would you do with those?"
"Make everyone love me even more than usual."
"Typical."
"But more than that...I want to live forever and also rule the night..."
"One problem with that...i'm not sure you'd like being part vampire, what with all the weaknesses and what not. I don't think that you'd like the idea of being nocturnal and the whole not being able to see yourself in the mirror thing."
"Eh, i'm used to it."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course I am...i'd be willing to give you anything in return for having powers like yours and being able to rule the night. Anything you want, anything you desire...I can give it to you, i'm just THAT nice..."
"Donald...the problem is I can't just give you powers like mine willy nilly. That's not exactly how vampirism works. You can't buy powers like these, you know. You're either born with them or you get them from another vamp."
"You mean that you can't buy vampirism? That's a pitty. Because i'd be willing to pay for powers like that. I mean i'd give you anything in order to get those. Oh well, if you can't buy them...how do you get them?"
"You have either to be born with them or get them from another vampire. With the latter you can have another vampire mix their blood with yours so you can have vamp blood in your system, you can get bitten - of course....and of course you can have a vampire transfer their aura into you..."
"I like the first one..."
"You sure?"
"Yeah...i've got the feeling that you'd like my blood.."
"I don't know..."
"Come on....i've been told i've got the best blood and best blood type ever..."
"That wouldn't be type o-range...would it?"
"No... come on, give it a try..."
"I don't think you'd like being half vampire very much..."
"Sure I would, come on..."
Nathan hissed for a few seconds as he backed up a little, trying to keep Donald away. But the Donald wasn't going to take no for an answer, he knew that if he had vampire powers like him the odds of him winning the election would increase and he'd be a shoe-in for sure, and he definitely knew that this would be the only chance he'd have at getting to be so powerful and fierce. He hissed slightly before warning him not to come closer, his fingernails lengthening and sharpening, he lashed out at him - snarling as he did so in addition to keeping his distance.
"I told you...i'm not that kind of vampire...i'm not just going to do it just because you want vampire powers THAT badly. Besides....something's bound to go wrong if I do. I mean your blood could be poisonous or something."
"I assure you that my blood is NOT poisonous."
"That's not what I heard from Hillary..."
"Is she spreading lies about me again? I have told her a million times that my blood is non-toxic. You have nothing to worry about, trust me. My blood is probably going to be very good for you."
"Well....I already had my share of Trump blood before I got here. After all I did bite Melania and Ivanka and turn them into vampires. And I can see why they have some of the best blood in the family..."
"So.. that was you who did that? I must say, i'm impressed. But wouldn't my blood taste twice as good as theirs? I bet it would. My doctor told me I have the best blood out of everyone. Give it a try, you'll love it. Wouldn't you like to try it?"
"No....I don't....I..."
"Come on, please?"
"I'm not going to drink your blood, no matter how much you plea..why? Because it doesn't work like that. I mean you want me to drink it just because you think that becoming half vampire would give you an advantage in the upcoming election. And like I said, you can't buy vampirism, you know...you're either born with it or you get turned."
"Nathan...you have no idea how much I want to have those powers. All I am asking is for you to taste some of my blood, and in turn it will give me powers like yours that I can use to my advantage. Come on...you've already tasted Trump blood before, so what are you waiting for?"
"I already said that I can't do it..."
"I won't take no for an answer..."
"I know you won't...that's what i'm worried about."
"Aaaaw...come on now. I've always admired those that are fierce and powerful. As you know, i've been known for being quite fierce myself. I like the whole being feared yet adored aspect of being a monster..."
"You? Fierce? No offense. But have you seen how you react to criticism? You, Donald John Trump are NOT fierce by any means. You're as fierce as a Newborn Kitten trying to act like an attack dog!"
"None taken."
"Besides I don't think you're cut out for the vampire life at all. Yep, you're bloodthirsty and evil enough but you're not exactly vampire material. And certainly not as a 'master' either, you're more suitable as a lackey.."
"I'll have you know that I am a Trump, Trumps do NOT serve anyone. I am nobody's lackey. I give the orders, I do not take them. That's everyone else's job - not mine. Trust me, I am definitely entitled to have vampire powers..."
"I know you want to have the same powers as me, but i'm worried about what would happen if I taste your blood. What if something goes wrong? Like me involuntarily turning into you or something? I don't want to be a big aggressive orange-freak!"
"Aaaw come on...please?"
"Donald...I don't think I can do this."
"I'll give you anything you want..."
"You can't buy vampirism, Donald..."
"Just try some of my blood then..."
"I ALREADY SAID NO...NOW BACK OFF!"
"Please?"
"I SAID...BACK OFF!"
Reaching for his neck with a look of anger in his eyes, he wrapped his arms behind him before growling in a monster-like manner. He snarled several times before charging at him and knocking him onto the ground with a tackle, he hissed a few times as his facial features became more monstrous, giving him the appearance of a From Dusk Till Dawn style vampire. He was about to tear the troublesome Trumpster a new one but when the latter accidentally pricked himself on one of Nathan's claw-like fingernails causing blood to drip from his finger, that one bit of blood ended up falling into his mouth. He morphed back into human form for a few seconds before getting back up, hissing a little in disgust before crashing into him which resulted in Donald falling on him.
"Ugh...I can't believe you made me do that..."
"WHAT? Me?"
"Yeah...you..."
"But you tackled me...."
"Only because I got mad at your attempts at trying to get me to drink your blood."
"I just wanted to have vampire powers...is that so wrong?"
"Donald...everything you do is wrong."
"That's not true at all."
"Oh yes, it is - besides...it was you who got us into this mess.."
"How so?"
"You're the one who fell on me just earlier.."
"So? It wasn't my fault..."
"Look, it's very simple Donald - just don't fall on me anymore.."
"Excuse me? It was an accident, alright? It's not like I got you killed or anything. Well...if your fingernails or 'claws' weren't so sharp and pointed...owww. I think i'm going to need a band-aid."
"Well next time pick up your feet, you overgrown tangerine-faced mutant."
"I'm sorry, alright?"
"Oh alright. Donald, I accept your apology...just make sure this sort of thing NEVER happens again or i'll consider adding you to my future victims list. And you don't want to be on THAT list..do you? Of course not."
"Oh, okay fine..."
Nathan dusted off his jacket and shirt, smiling a little as he did so. But just as he was about to say something, a series of rather uncomfortable gurgling sounds came from his stomach, he felt like he had just sipped some rather bad blood. Inspecting the blood from earlier, he was absolutely mortified when he found out it was Donald's blood. Surprisingly, it didn't taste as awful as he thought it would have, but it was having a very negative on his insides and his stomach was not agreeing with him.
"Uhhhh....my...I don't feel so well.."
"Is everything alright?"
"I think I may have an allergic reaction of some kind to your blood. If not an allergic reaction, perhaps a bad acid re-flux reaction to it. There's definitely something fierce about that blood of yours...it's almost toxic."
"Excuse me?"
"Like what the hell is your blood made from anyway? Zygrot 24?"
"I assure you that my blood isn't toxic... it's all natural."
His stomach gurgled several more times as he started going through a series of uncomfortable changes, starting with his hands shifting in size to become slightly larger than normal as his dark blue vampire prince shirt slowly morphed itself into the top half of a business suit, he panicked several times as this was happening, not knowing what the heck was going on. Looking up at Donald, he shrieked loudly before turning over to him with a pissed off and at the same time shocked expression.
"What the hell? What's happening?"
"Ooops..."
"And what exactly do you mean by 'Oops', Trumpty Dumpty?"
"There's something I forgot..."
"WHAT?"
"That there are side effects..."
"Is this one of them?"
"Yes..."
He panicked several times as the changes continued, his body started to expand and accumulate as his weight shifted to 198lbs, his jeans slowly morphing into the lower half of the business suit as his boots shifted into a pair of work shoes of some kind which were around size 12. His body now seemed to be much bigger than normal as his skin lightened a little - he looked at his changing appearance and freaked out. His chest, torso, back and even his back had expanded in build, he wasn't overweight..but he wasn't muscular either, he was just about right down the middle.
"What's going on?"
"Well...as I mentioned there are side effects to this...and it looks like you're becoming me."
"Oh, that's just great... I think I am turning into you....eeew. That's worse than being turned into Russell Brand. You're a big orange moron...who wants to be a big orange moron? I certainly don't."
"What's wrong with being me?"
"EVERYTHING!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen."
He panicked and squirmed several times as his legs shifted along with his feet, in addition to this he slowly extended in height to 6'2 - as his shoulders broadened in shape and size, his neckline became more defined by just a touch, as the changes progressed upwards, his usually dark brown hair developing blonde highlights before turning strawberry blonde in its entirety, and taking on a similar style to Donald's. He was panicking more than ever now, true...he had been turned into things he hated before, but never like this. It was if his body was having an allergic reaction to the blood that was now entering his system. As a result, he keeled over on the ground due to the intense pain and agony that was coursing through him, he bellowed in anguish a multitude of times as well.
"Sorry? Sorry is not good enough now, Donald...I am turning into you and I do NOT like this one bit. Especially seeing as i'm not anything remotely like you. Heck, i'm more of a Bernie type in terms of my personality.."
"I said i'm sorry..."
"Sorry isn't going to do anything about this.."
"I know, I know..."
"Well...DON'T JUST STAND THERE, YOU TANGERINE NIGHTMARE! HELP MEEE!"
"I wish I could..but I don't know how..."
"My body is mutating and I am mutating into you....DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS, PLEASE! I assure you, that I do NOT want to be like you in the slightest. Because that would be wrong on multiple levels."
"There has to be something I can do.."
He tried focusing on a different form or on his regular form, but he was losing control of his morphing due to his system not being able to handle the blood that was entering, as even when he tried to revert back to his normal self - he found himself unable to do anything except groan and whimper slightly.
"YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE ALREADY!"
"Oh..I...I..."
"This is the most humiliating transformation i've ever been through next to being turned into a kiddie show character by a Barney parody monster, the incident involving the mosquito DNA, that and being turned into a plutarkian-like fish monster and being bitten by Alex and turning into a Rooey."
"I'm sorry..."
"CAN IT, TRUMPTY! Fix this..."
"I wish I could..."
"Surely you know how to stop this..."
"Nope...not really..."
He whimpered even more than before as the changes reached his face, his forehead widening a little as his eyebrows thickened and turned the same color as his hair - no matter how much he tried there was nothing he could do about it, his eyes widening as they turned from hazel brown to icy blue. His features slowly altering and reshaping themselves as his lips puckered just a little bit, his features warping and realigning into those of Donald himself except...a lot more handsome, from the looks of it - he was a dead ringer for 90's/2000's era Donald.
"Oh my...please, do something..."
"I wish I could...but nope, can't do anything."
"That is so typical of you. It's no wonder everyone dislikes you. You're hopeless, you're nothing but trouble. And believe me...if you ever do become president, you're going to be the most useless president ever."
"I'm trying...i'm trying, but I can't think of anything..."
"You can hardly think of anything at all."
"Hey!"
He continued whimpering while also snapping at Donald while his transformation began to go through its last stages as his vocal cords rearranged and shifted, making his vocal pitch and tone deepen and roughen while he developed a New York-ish accent of sorts, his voice sounding louder and more commanding in nature. His voice now...was dead on and sounded just like Donald's own voice. He tried to fight the more dominant and fierce personality that was influencing his mind, but he mostly failed as he felt his memories and thoughts being replaced with Donald's, only of course he had the more pleasant and calm mindset of pre-election Donald.
"No...i'm not you...no...no..."
"Well you look and sound like me, so you must be me."
"No...i'm not...i'm Nathan..."
"You're more like me if you ask me..."
"I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU!"
He struggled to retain the rest of his memories but to no avail, he only remembered that he was Donald J. Trump, albeit a much younger version of him from the 90's and early 2000's era, he just couldn't believe his own eyes. He hoped this whole process was going to wear off soon, but no such luck. Now his metamorphosis was complete and the vampire prince had been Trumped. Of course he still had his vampire powers, and also as he saw his fingernails extending once more - he saw his claws were a flaxen shade of yellow - as if they were made of gold.
"How do you feel now?"
"I still feel weird....is this what being you is like? Because it's freaking me out."
"You'll get used to it..."
"I just hope this wears off..."
"It probably will...but why would you want to go back? You're me now."
"Just because i'm you now doesn't mean I have to be exactly like you. At least I still have a brain and i'm not a complete racist nutcase obsessed with building a wall to keep out immigrants."
"Actually...it does mean that."
"Well I refuse to as I think it is unclassy and undignified."
"What? But you're me now...you have to be extremely like me."
"I've been with types like you all my life and believe me when I say this. As someone who has been a villain before, I must tell you the public does NOT want to see disgusting, depraved violent filth."
"Wow...is this what it feels like to argue with myself?"
"Pretty much, yes..."
"Weird...I never thought that would happen to me."
"There's a first time for everything..."
"I know that..."
"Well I hope you're satisfied Trumpty..."
"Yes, I am..."
"I'm NOT... because this is your fault. "
"How is it my fault?"
"You wanted to have vampire powers so badly you wanted me to drink your blood...which unfortunately I did, by accident and now I am YOU as a result of my body and system having a reaction to said blood which is now in me."
"I respect vampires so much...I was fascinated by you and your powers and I wanted similar powers to yours myself. For I knew if I had those powers I would be a force to reckon with, I like 'fierce' and 'powerful' creatures like yourself."
"But even when I told you that you CAN'T have them and that I won't give them to you no matter what, you kept insisting on me giving them to you. You kept trying to bargain with me. When you know that you can't buy vampirism, you either have to be born a vampire or be bitten by one."
"What about that blood transfer thing?"
"That's true..but again even though I set out to do this in the first place, I was hesitant to give you vampire powers and to transfer my blood into you because I KNEW something terrible was bound to happen, and it has..."
"Okay...so I didn't know my blood had THAT sort of effect on you. It's not that terrible, is it? I mean you're me...well....albeit, more youthful and more graceful but still...you're me...how is that a bad thing?"
"Well Donald, where do I start? You're the most horrible person in the world and you are a complete ninny and an imbecile, not to mention your attitude problems, and pretty much everything you have said so far in the election. You're a terrible person and you'd make a terrible president."
"What? But I had noble intentions. I admire you, you're powerful, you're fierce - you've got moxy. Plus you have the whole vampire thing...that's something else I admire about you, the whole being feared yet admired thing..."
"Donald..."
"What? I think that you and I have a lot in common."
"You and I do NOT have that much in common apart from the fact we're both rich and we're both considered monsters. Although I am an ACTUAL monster. And i'm certainly not anything like you, I may be your appearance, vocal and mannerisms wise but I am still NOTHING like you. We are not alike at all."
"We have the same powers though..."
"And that's one of the only things we have in common..."
"Well that and we're both powerful."
"Oh puhlease, you're weak and pathetic."
"I'm just as strong if not even more so than the others..."
"That's what you always say..."
"I don't know why you're mad at me. You've given me the gift of vampirism. You've given me something i've been desiring for a long time. Now I can be like you. And I can rule the night AND the country at he same time."
"Donald..what's wrong with you? Is it me? Is this my fault? Do you think that this is what I am? I am a professional fucking monsterologist and half-vampire. I don't kill people or threaten them - that I have to, I don't drink anyone's blood unless they ask me nicely and I certainly do NOT degrade women. What you are doing, what you are doing, what you are FUCKING DOING..IS NOT HOW IT'S DONE. Do you understand that?"
"I guess.."
"I said do you understand? Say 'Yes, I understand'. Repeat after me, repeat after me. Say this, say yes, but don't just say yes, say yes I understand, say 'yes, Nathan I freaking understand'."
"Yes, Nathan - I freaking understand...just don't hurt me."
"Don't worry I won't...besides, you've suffered enough."
"Huh?"
"I won't hurt you or kill you, I am not that kind of vamp. But I had plans on drinking your blood anyway since it was on my to-do list. So I guess we both kind of got what we wanted, although i'm not sure i've ever wanted to be you."
"So...now that i'm part vampire and all.."
"No, Donald...you can't use your powers for evil."
"Aaaaw, that's not fair."
"But don't worry, you can use them for other things..."
"Does that include avoiding taxes?"
"No...you can't use vampirism as an excuse to avoid taxes."
"Aaaaw..."
"You can frighten off your enemies though...but remember you have to steer clear of the
daylight from now on. You are a creature of the night now, and as such you're nocturnal - which means you can only come out at night."
"So can I do whatever I want?"
"Well as long as you behave yourself..."
"I'll try but no promises..."
"Oh...and Donald?"
"Yes?"
"I AM GONNA DRINK YOUR BLOOD!"
"Yikes...."
"So are we clear?"
"Yes, crystal clear. I'll try to better myself, but no promises though."
"Of course i'm going to have to hideout here until this whole thing wears off, I can't have my friends Lithius and Mel finding out that I have become you. It would be bad for my reputation."
"You're welcome to stay here anytime you want..."
"Great...."
And so with that Prince Nathan/Donald decided to take up temporary residence in Trump Tower, hanging upside down from the ceiling in the office and later making himself a mini-vampire den in one of the empty places. Of course the side effects of the blood transfer from earlier did wear off and he did return to normal, but he did on occasion still suffer from the aforementioned side-effects of what happened like turning back into Donald uncontrollably but that was because his system wasn't used to having THAT kind of blood in it before. And it wasn't easy to contain the transformations if your supernatural blood and the system in it react to it like that.
Luckily nobody found out about what happened, and even if questions were brought up - the real Donald didn't even make a single comment about it. Luckily nobody asked him about the whole thing, but they were curious to know.
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