Halloween
2019 Post-A-Day 16
The WEEK of SUCK
Horror-ible
Fright
featuring the Son of Dracula #1
He
and I share something in common
"And Unto Dracula
Was Born a Son”
Story – Gary Friedrich
Penciler – Frank Thorne
Inker – Frank Thorne
Colorist – unknown
Letterer– Frank Thorne
Editors – Larry Lieber
April 1975
Day
Seven of Dracula finds us unearthing this gem from little known but fondly
remembered publisher Atlas/Seaboard. Created when Martin Goodman left Marvel in
1972, Atlas/Seaboard was ahead of its time in a bunch of ways. They championed
creators’ rights which lead to many top artists/writers contributing content to
their small stable of books. They produced both color and black & white
titles, preceding the 80’s boom in non-color comics by almost a decade. Sadly
they also were fighting in a turbulent market that wasn’t kind to new startups.
While the fledging publisher put on many titles, none of them survived over
four issues and this book came out the same year it folded up shop.
Still
in those three years Atlas hosted names such as Neal Adams, Steve Ditko, Russ
Heath, Larry Lieber, John Severin, Alex Toth, Howard Chaykin, Rich Buckler, and
Wally Wood. Their output is looked upon fondly by collectors and I had to pay a
pretty penny to dig this one out of half price’s bins. But YOU readers are
worth it.
And
the title sort of plays on my name, so there is that too.
This
is the ONLY issue of Son of Dracula in existence, our boy never got a second issue. The title is mostly origin and setup, so I don’t have any idea where
Fredrich was going to take it next. As for the quality of this boy Drac tale?
Let’s dive in and see, shall we?
We
begin with some beautiful Thorne art as Dracula spies villagers about to turn a
tender morsel of a girl into a crispy critter. Drac takes a fancy to her and
decides to intercede, if for no reason other than to use her as a refreshment.
He
scares off the pitchfork and torches crowd and then absconds with her prone
body to his nearby castle.
Once
there, Drac finds that she bears the mark of his family upon her breast (don’t
ask. It must be a thing.) and thus is his fourth cousin (twice-removed?).
But
at first all he wants is to make her a vampire. She comes up with the idea that
instead of sucking her blood, that he allows her to become pregnant with his
child. She promises him a son, which in no way could she actual know she would give
him a son, but I’m counting all this as her trying to save her own neck. Dracula
gets his freak on and then has to pop out for a bite.
All
is well for nine months, and true to her word (somehow) the woman provides a
baby boy. Buuut…she decides not to let Dracula have the infant and he ends up
sucking her dry and beginning the process of turning her into a vampire anyway.
She’s
pretty wily though, and even though she is weak from being drained, she rushes
the babe to a nearby harbor and entrusts his safety to a kindly woman. She even
provides a charm to go around his neck that will keep him from becoming a
vampire like his father. Dracula catches her just as the infant is borne away.
And
he’s just a little frustrated at finding out she’s sent the child off. Before
he can transform her any further, she impales herself on a floor spike (OSHA
wasn’t around back then, that thing looks dangerous). Dracula vows to hunt for
his son forever.
And
we turn to his son having grown to childhood age. He lives in a small village
and has some weird habits enforced by his kind but freaky mother. Strangest of
all he has to sleep with a cross on his chest. Even he wants to know what
that’s all about.
The
answer comes in a knock on the door as Dracula has finally tracked him down.
His adoptive mother forces the vampire back out into the night even as Dracula
vows revenge against her.
I
suppose you know what the woman’s going to do now, right? Flee. That’s what
most of us would do. But no. Instead she forces the kid into a hidden wine cellar where
she leaves him asleep alongside a book explaining his vampire-ness. Then she
kisses him goodbye and takes a keg of gunpower…
…and
blows up the entrance, killing herself and trapping the kid in cave for several
centuries. Personally, I would have fled.
What
emerges from the cave finds its way to becoming Adam Lucard (get it?) and working
as a college professor for Columbia University in New York. His field? The
occult.
He’s
the campus hotty, as this blonde chasing him around could attest. She claims to
be a witch to see if that gets her an invite to his pad, but Adam knows he
can’t see anyone. Not with the odd sleep habits he has to keep as…(wait three
beats)…the Son of Dracula. (cue lightning/thunder effect)
But
while Adam gets ready for beddy-bye, the blonde is breaking into his apartment.
Give it up, lady! He’s gay!
Her
internal monologue shows the she’s a common thief, but she really thinks the
professor is a hottie. She goes to give him a kiss, but gets rid of his
necessary religious iconography. That is a mistake.
Adam
gives her a kiss in return. One on the neck that drains her completely of blood.
Then he turns into a bat and goes off seeking other prey…
…when
who should he encounter, but Debbie's (the blonde’s) friend who helps her “pull
jobs” (i.e. steal things, thus meaning she is of low moral character and you
don’t have to feel bad if she dies or anything). He gives her a bite and
eternal life, which means that she’s a vampire now too, I suppose.
But
he’s not fast enough and a passing police cruiser almost catches him. They do
rescue the body of the girl, who now may be a vampire. Unsure at this point.
And
when the morning comes, Adam awakes like a blackout drunk. He has no idea what
happened, but there is the body of a dead student in his bedroom drained of
blood. Seems like the plot of The Hangover part IV.
Knowing
she will come back as the undead if he does nothing, Adam stakes her. And while
that ends her unlife, it certainly does nothing to stop her brunette friend
that he doesn’t remember biting. However Adam commits himself more fully to
being a good person and to fighting to end his curse of vampirism, for the good
of all mankind.
I’ll
answer that final question: it is the end. This was a one and done, no others
of these were made. I dug the vibe of this as far as art and while the story
kept me guessing, I have no clue what the plan was for Adam, the brunette or
his Dad. Certainly there are lots of things to work with here, but I was never
a fan of the “Eclipso” type characters.
As
one Son of… to another though I’d share a beer with Adam. Just not close to
bedtime.
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