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The Conte and Contessa do not want to believe Dracula is alive. He has been captured. Since Dracula and Alisa are connected by the Spark Alisa gets trapped into a coma. Lars is the only one who has the power to help Alisa. As Alisa awakes, she feels that most of the special powers have left her body. But she is alive, thanks to Lars.

On the ship the Elisabetha the vampires set sail for Hamburg, to save the Vamalias from the Redmasks. Alisa is discovered by a Redmask but manages to escape through the roof in the attic. In the street she is stopped by Hindrik, who came back to save her. Alisa meets the other Heirs when they arrive on the ship. The Heirs hear that they’re on the ship to start vampire school.

Calvina wants Nicu to join her to a Redmask meeting. Reading her mother’s words Alisa’s world changes; she’s warned never to trust a Dracas. Lars wants to prove he can be trusted even if he’s a Dracas, but Alisa needs some distance and goes into town. The clan leaders find out that Dracula is alive. While Malcolm teaches the class about his power - controlling the weather - things turn into chaos.

Alisa, Lars and Ivy succeed in getting the book on Dracula’s history. They find out more information about Dracula’s long-lost love Elisabetha and what happened to her and Dracula. Dracula is on his way together, with his shadow vampire, to the Belov ruby of Russia. Tonka, who has an angry Dracula to please, tries to compel little Tammo in stealing a ruby from the Contessa’s neck.

One day, I was a mild-mannered designer for a premiere superhero magazine. Turned down for a promotion yet again, I let loose years of repressed anger. That's how I got fired. Lesson learned. Now my career is as successful as my love life. But it's hard being upset when I storm out of the office and into the huskular man of my dreams. Sebastian is successful, confident, and the way he fills out those pants, it's basically a crime. Working as the art director for a rival magazine, I beg for him to look at my . . . ahem, portfolio.