Once upon a time in a snowy winter wonderland there was a young boy who lived with his step mother and his father in a shack deep in the woods.
A miserable life it was. His step mother made him clean and cook, wash and work all day in her garden.
Time after time he asked her "-Ma, may I please have some new clothes". But all she said was "Quiet, boy.".
Right before he turned sixteen his father died in an accident and he could see how it changed his step mother. For days they would walk through the forest, with nothing but their bare feet and the clothes they wore.
Then one night the boy awake and saw her not to be. Yelling "Ma, Ma" with no response to his cream. He noticed far away what he thought was a Fairy Queen.
Step after step over stick and stone he wandered all alone, following this beauty queen, to a place where the sun laid a sheen.
Before his eyes he could see a house, not made from bricks or trees but low and behold. From stairs to door it was made of candy and chocolate flakes.
The hunger he felt. The cocoa he could smell. But what he couldnt tell. Was the hand that on his shoulder fell.
"Hey young boy, who could you be?" "My name it is Siri"
"Welcome in, feel no guilt, you will get anything you want to eat."
The boy had heard, from his dad, a stranger not to trust. But her black eyes and black hair it gave her a real flair. "No way could this lady be, not trustworthy." he told himself.
As the door opened and he had a look around he could see a house so large. Filled with flowers, food and jars. This must be paradise, the boy thunk.
"Do you want to see a neat trick?" the young woman said. She could not be more than a couple of years older than himself.
"Close your eyes and imagine anything you want" she went on.
The boy did as he was told. And low and behold, on the table before him he saw. A glass of juice with a straw. A chicken so ripe. And bread to last him all night.
But as he took his first sip of the juice he could feel the world spinning around. He fell asleep and in the haze was told he was never to be found.
After what seemed like an eternity the boy awoke. The beauty he earlier had seen had taken a whole other look.
Her hair. Still dark as ebony. Her eyes likewise now had an evil glare. He thought that into her dark soul, he could stare.
Her skin so pale. Her teeth so white, with fangs to either side. He thought to himself, who was this evil vampire bride?
The days went by, he still was fed. Poultry, wine and bread, kept in a cage, next to the witches bed.
Then one day, a small window in the cage was opened up. She told him. "Give me your hand". In her own it would land. What happened next, he couldn't dare to stare as the witches teeth soon sunk in to the flesh of the poor boy.
With an evil grin she said: "Still needs more fat I think, before I stop to breed, to be the perfect person to taste as you bleed".
The boy now scared. Asked himself. "Oh, what can I do?". He went through his ripped trouser pockets and found some seeds to grow.
Then one day. The witch was pleased. "Now he's ripe enough to eat.". Oh my my, she thought about the feast. But as she opened the cage, fangs hanging out of her mouth. Ready to let her teeth be sunk, into the wrist of the poor boy his palm, it opened up.
What he had done, you see was grow some garlic seeds. And as you know. A vampire faced by garlic, it's body will seize to function.
Now it was the boy who was doing all the hunting. He placed the witch, inside the cage but instead of being filled with rage. He told the girl, the roles have reversed but I am not one of you evil people. Therefore, good I will treat you.
And they lived that way, the witch in cage but the boy kept his word. He would never hurt the temptress. He took the evil out of her heart and when she had earned it. He let her out, they burned the house and lived their lives more earnest.