Dracula Untold

In the year

of our Lord, 1442,

the Turkish sultan enslaved

1,000 Transylvanian boys

to fill the ranks

of his army.

These child slaves were

beaten without mercy,

trained to kill

without conscience,

to crave the blood

of all who defied the Turks.

From among these boys,

one grew into

a warrior so fierce

that entire armies

would retreat in terror

at the mention of his name.

Vlad the Impaler.

Son of the Dragon.

Sickened by his

monstrous acts,

Vlad came to bury

his past with the dead

and returned to Transylvania

to rule in peace.

His subjects

called him Prince.

I called him Father.

But the world would

come to know him as...

Dracula.

SHKELGIM;

I left i1

where I found it.

What do you think, Vlad?

Bring it to me.

This belongs to a scout.

One of Hamza Bay's men.

What the hell's

alone Turk doing out here'?

Turkish scouts

never travel alone.

If there's one,

there's more.

And whatever they scout,

they conquer.

This was washed downstream.

Came from up there.

Broken Tooth Mountain.

Soon it will be night.

They'll seek refuge.

Dimitru, I need you to

return to the castle.

Alert the guards

and double the sentry.

What?

I'm not leaving you here.

For the Turks to cross

into my land unannounced

is a sign of war.

And what are you going to do

if you find them'?

I'll do what

princes do best.

Negotiate.

Nicolae, Andrei, with me.

Fall in!

Anything?

Smells like your feel.

They're inside.

How do you know?

Bats don't come out

during the day.

Something's disturbed them.

Come on.

What is it, My Lord'?

The floor.

It's crushed bone.

The Turks didn't do this.

What's that?

We leave, now.

The creature

you encountered

was no accident,

My Prince.

Four nights ago,

every brother in our order

awoke from

an identical dream.

I would not have

thought it possible

had I n01 suffered the same

vision myself that night.

Of a creature laying

siege to this holy place.

The Roman mystics prophesied

the coming of a great evil.

A vampire.

From the Greek

word pi, to drink.

The beast was

once a mortal man

who summoned a demon

from the depths of hell

to trade for his dark power.

The demon tricked the man,

granting his wish,

but his price

was an eternity

condemned to the darkness

of that cave,

where he remains

until he finds another

to set him free.

Now you know it's true face.

The people of Transylvania

live in enough fear

of the Turks' return.

Promise me you'll

guard this secret, brother.

Papa!

I missed you.

VLADI And I, you.

My big soldier.

What? An embrace

but no kiss?

Are we going to argue?

With you always leaving,

I need my fill.

I've missed you.

Something troubles you.

What is it?

Only the impossible

depth of your beauty.

Puts the rest

of the world to shame.

Pay no attention to

your father, Ingeras.

Flattery is a cheap

distraction from truth.

She knows all my tricks.

You're a terrible liar.

It's one of your most

endearing qualities.

You're just in time

for bed.

Can we go riding

tomorrow, Papa?

Of course we can.

You most certainly cannot.

Why not?

Because tomorrow is

the day of our risen Lord.

Oh, of course.

That's Easter.

What was I thinking?

So what attacked you?

Wolves?

I suppose.

All I know is that I've

lost two good men today.

There's something more.

I was the same age

as Ingeras

when I was sent to

live with the Turks.

To fight for them.

If I never saw another,

it would be too soon.

You're home now.

For almost as many years

as you were gone.

I just want peace.

That's all.

My fellow Transylvanians,

an Easter toast.

Ten years of

peace and prosperity

ever since our prince

came back to us.

My old friend,

here's to 20 more.

To 20 more!

Mmm.

Hamza Bey.

Welcome.

We were not

expecting you so soon.

Sultan Mehmed II offers his

salutations to you and your son.

Thank him.

I have his tribute ready.

Hmm.

I'm afraid

there's something more

than a tribute to discuss.

The Turks have

no enemies here.

Did you think

we would not notice

a battalion of

our scouts missing?

I did not kill them.

It still lives inside you,

Lord Impaler.

Locked in a dark cage,

hidden away.

But you and I...

we both know it's there.

The sultan's tribute.

Take it and leave.

Ah!

There is one last thing.

The sultan requires

1,000 boys

to join his

Janissary Corps.

No!

Never!

Janissaries?

He ended that

practice years ago.

When a soldier is

plucked as a child

and raised to

know no other life,

they will kill without question

and die without complaint.

Any who are 15 years of age or

older will fight in Hungary.

Those 10 to 14 will be made

ready for the siege on Vienna.

The sultan

expects your obedience.

After all,

did not your own father

give you up without a fight?

50ft, but they'll do.

Don't. Please.

Do you know who I am'?

You mean who you were.

You have no army and

no choice, Prince.

Follow our command,

or suffer the consequences.

It must be done.

Courage, anger,

even love.

None of these can

matter to a prince.

All that matters is

his duty to his people.

What does it mean

to be a royal hostage?

My father gave me to the

sultan to prove his loyalty.

Were you scared there?

With them?

I wanted to make

my father proud.

Would you ever

give me to the sultan?

That was a longtime ago.

You have nothing

to worry about.

Do you understand?

Good.

If I defy the order, they'll

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