I am standing with somewhat trembling legs at the giant steel gate that leads up to the castle of what should be The Great Warlock, Alatar. Now I have requested of him rather foolishly to let me in, this, after I had many years ago, tried to kill the man, not on one, but several occasions did I try to claim his life.
The first time that I encountered The Great Warlock was in the year 1752. I was very much set in my ways to become the most desirable man among the ladies of both the living and the dead. Now, as with most of my troubles, I will admit that I met Alatar while we were both courting the same lover. Where the problem came in, is that he was quite settled in his relationship, as I might call it, with the very said lover.
Then, of course, I swept in and laid my eyes on her. From that very moment, I knew that I just had to have her. But where the difference comes between dear old Alatar and me is that I was only looking for a one-night occasion.
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It troubles me a great deal to know that Roberto finds him in such trouble. What is even more of a concern is why the man did not tell me the moment that he arrived at my home. For Blood Lust alone, I need to give him the ultimate sentence of them all. But there is no way that I shall send my brother to his death.Now, what is another thing that bugs me is who is after him and what is it that he is supposed to possess.Well, we have dear old Alatar that shall take us into the direction of the next danger that we shall face. The question now begs, do I attempt to do this on my own or get the help of our dear brothers. Though I firmly believe that they will not let him get out of this alive. So it seems that it shall only be the three of us that shall attempt to save Roberto from himself.What else needs saving is me listening to Alatar trying to pick up my wife. I know this is perhaps where I should jump in and tell the man to back off, but I am not yet to upset
It is with great horror that the echo of the voice of a woman comes traveling from the direction that the man with the hoody has disappeared into. The very first thought that sets to mind is that Roberto has revealed himself. I can only envision the chaos that is set to break loose at any moment.Now, this is not the place to have a battle; there are hundreds of masses. The sights of the Square lions, the Statues, and the Fountains, make Trafalgar Square an absolute popular place for tourists.So we find ourselves heading in the southwest direction. There ahead of us is a crowd that appears to be a tourist group that moves from location to location around the city. It is this very direction and the same group where the hooded man has made his entrance. With steps that are haste and a somewhat nagging feeling, we follow the same way.I shall not lie, but there is a dread of doom that settles over my body, something bad is about to happen. I am not prepared to tak
No man wishes to be referred to as 'A man like you,' it makes you feel weak and rather bruises the ego. Now here where I stand; I do not wish to refer to myself as 'A Vampire like me.' My sole reason for these words is that I am the only Vampire who can feel the pain that I am feeling. Yes, a Vampire can easily say, 'It hurts like a stake to the heart,' well, I can truly feel that feeling.It is with the greatest of terror and a heart that is slowly breaking that I am facing my one and only brother. Roberto has, for a great deal of his life, always looked up to me; he always used to tell me the stories of how he wishes to be like me one day. Needless to say that when it came to the choice to turn him, he gratefully accepted. After all, he was going to be just like his brother.But what has now changed is that the man has grown evil, and as Vampire Master, I do need to take care of this before it spirals out of control, which in fact, it already has.So I find ne
I am dropping into an abyss of darkness, freefalling into a pit of despair. They say that your life flashes before your eyes when you stare death into the eyes…well, that is BULLSHIT. The only thing flashing in front of these eyes is the fury that I am feeling as a fire sets course from my core to every corner of my body.Now which is worst is yet to be seen, the fact that the man tried to shoot my brother or that he then instead shot me. Well, I did, after all, jump in front of the bullet, and that was my first fatal mistake. But as I said, I will do anything to protect Roberto, even from these Hunters.But that is the least of my problems, for I am staring death in the eyes, though that is what I thought, for I was shot with a silver bullet that pierced my heart right in the middle where it matters the most.But I am not dead, I am in agonizing pain, and I can hear the deafening screams of Anastasia next to me as she takes me in her gentle arms. Her bod
It was the year 2008. I was very set in my ways of Vampire Master with my days of exploring the female kind so recklessly behind me. Yet, I still had my witch here and then, even perhaps a fairy once, but my way of chasing a 'skirt' as they would like to refer to it these days, was long over.It was a cold winter's night, there was a slight mist covering the road, and the rain was pounding down onto the roof of the car. It was down south here in London by where some of the old warehouses are found. My path led me there that night with the hunt of two of our kind.The male and his bride went off and a frenzy which they so casually referred to as their honeymoon. Guess that beats going to the beach, but yes, I was fresh on their path and quickly gaining ground. They were about a block out of my reach, and I was moving pretty quick in my black sedan, which I so foolishly was conned into buying.So I was near, but a few meters, and I would have been upon their locat
It is with great horror that I see my beloved being dragged from the car by a sea of hungry, soulless monsters with only but the intention of feasting on her flesh. Yet, as I watch in horror and am about the exit from my side, I have Connor pulling me back."They are taking her to Roberto," then for a brief moment, he hesitates, but he speaks again, "He seems to want to play a game with you."Well, this does bring me back to our childhood days where he always uses to taunt me, but the purpose of what will this be, "Does the man even know that it is me?""No, but he knows who he is up against.""You do sound so reassuring. I am starting to think that you too, just as Edward loves being the bearer of bad news. Now let us go ask this damn Alatar where they are off to."Then from behind me, Ethan speaks, "Why don't we just follow them?"I turn around to face him with utmost annoyance in the tone of my voice, "And you are just one bright star, ar
Beauty, they say, lies in the eye of the beholder; well, all I can see is a woman that is rotten to the core. Now, I believe that in all my eternity, I would never meet the woman that my mother spoke of so often. As children, they try to scare you rather shitless with things such as the Devil, well, along him comes this woman.Now, this is not my Lilith; this Lilith is one that comes straight from the belly of Hell.And it is this very thing that Connor finds so amusing to mention, "Is your husband not looking for you?""You have always been the funnier one between the two Winchaser boys; now tell me, how long has it been?""Oh," Connor only but laughs from the depths of his chest as this is giving him great pleasure, "It would be a couple of hundred years where you come from.""I have never been one to tell the time," Lilith says rather confidently as she sweeps her black hair away from her shoulder, "As you can see fair well, it has been treating
If the pitch of the night was not enough, the darkness in my heart has just grown. Not only has the weather turned itself foul again, but we find ourselves in the depths between the dead. With feet that are drenched in mud and clothes sticking to our backs, one annoying woman complaining that she is getting wet, we are making our way, trying not to be seen. Yet, something tells me that our presence was known before we even brought the car to a halt. So venturing towards the spawn that our dear Bride of Hell has let loose, we all are playing this battle in our heads.Now, it shall only be me and Zachariah that will try to fend off the Vampires, for I have no idea what this woman's intention is. What she is capable of doing, that I do not know, but I am sure she can use all that evil inside of her to bring these monsters down.And down is what we all are doing at the very present, as each one of us takes shelter behind a tombstone. My question here is, whom are we foolin