After War
Chapter: 2
Dracul, Raven, and Tyrath looked up at the old castle walls that stood on the mountain while surrounded by so many trees. Instead of wasting time and hiking up the mountain Dracul allowed his wings to open up. The torn up cloak he was wearing was moved aside as his large dark grey bat like wings opened up.
"Feels good to stretch every now and then."
Raven did the same and his bat like wings spread out as he got ready to fly.
Tyrath looked at them confused. "So I guess I'll see you later?"
They both looked at him.
"I don't have wings remember?"
"Just meet up with us later." Dracul said jumping up and flapping his wings.
"Yeah you already had to much fun for one day." Raven said following Dracul.
They flew over the mountain and looked at the old castle, it was breaking apart in some places and looked like it hadn't been touched by a human hands in ages. Raven landed at the front gate which was broken open. His hot headed personality started to take over as he wanted to find out what was inside first. Dracul landed behind the castle where their was much more of a forest, and around him old grave stones. He was in a graveyard.
"Don't get to see very much of this where I am from." He thought as he walked in the back entrance.
Raven folded his wings and walked in, the place had no roof for most part of the castle. The stone floor had been breaking apart and grass had now covered most of it. Their was stairs to his right and he walked up them. They were made out of stone as well, he walked down a dark hall as his red glowing eyes lit up the area.
"Who is there?!"
He stopped at the sound of the voice. "Depends, who wants to know?"
Raven looked down the hall and saw three pairs of glowing black eyes looking back at him.
He started to laugh. "If you are trying to scare me it isn't working!"
"You aren't afraid of us?"
"No, infact I have seen much scarier people from where I am from then a few witches."
He looked at the three pale women, and their black dresses. "What is your name!" One of them asked.
"That was rude. Oh well, I guess it can't be helped. Only if you tell me yours, I am Raven."
"I like that name, I am Amaia."
"I am Daray."
"And I am Misty."
"Yeah the three of you sound like which's?"
"We are vampires." The three of them said at the same time as they licked their lips.
"Vampires again? Tell me how does this all work?"
"We are going to make you one of us!" Amaia hissed charging Raven.
Raven smirked and ran his right clawed hand threw her torso. She coughed up blood and he threw her to the ground. "Really? Are you sure about that?" He said as the claws at the end of his fingers grew cutting the insides of her body apart.
"Amaia!" Misty screamed as her sister bit the dust.
The two other sisters ran at him, as he ran at them. They opened their mouths ready to sink their two fangs in him, but all they got were two claws going down each others throats.
"That was easy." Raven thought watching them die. "I wonder where Dracul went?"
In another part of the old castle Dracul found himself in a throne room. Sitting on one of the thrones was another lady. "Oh and who do I have to honour me this time? I don't reconize you."
Dracul stared at her pale body that was covered by a dark robe and by her long ravenous hair. This in a way was how she caught all her male victoms.
"You must entertain a lot of human men?" Dracul asked.
"Yes, but I see that you are not human and that your two friends have killed four of my siblings."
"What are you talking about?"
"You see when someone is turned into a vampire they become related to the one that did it."
Dracul didn't understand.
"My name is Desdomona, why don't you stick around Dracul for the others to return."
"How do you know my name?!"
"I'm a lot stronger than the three girls that Raven killed, and the man that Tyrath killed. You see when a vampire kills enough victoms it becomes telepathic, and I can tell what you want right now."
Dracul stood still as she made her way over to him, her hands felt his body moving up and down. Her hypnosis that she was putting him in looked like it was working.
"Now I'll just need your blood." She said letting out a soft hiss.
He let out a small groan as he realized it was to late. He had just become another victom for her.
"Wait?! What the hell?!" Desdomona screamed as she stopped and pulled her fangs out of his neck.
She felt the blood she had just sipped out of him starting to burn her insides as it made its way down to her stomach.
"I guess you have never had dragon kin before?"
She held her throat as it started to burn. "What are you?!" She screamed falling to the ground. "Its like some sort of poison..."
Dracul felt his neck healing and smiled. "Well I guess you can see what I am before you die."
She watched in horror as his body started to change, it grew. His face started to snout, horns grew from his head, his skin became dark and armoured as so did his wings. He grew breaking the walls of the old castle down which made the sunlight shine in.
"No stop!" She screamed as it started to burn her.
Tyrath watched from the bottom of the mountain as the place broke apart. "Way to go guys." He said only to feel a sharp pain in the back of his right shoulder. "Ack! Who did that?!"
He forced himself to turn around only to see a very beautiful woman standing behind him. A long sharp and twisted blade came out from behind her right shoulder. He winced as he looked at her. Her brown hair was long and just at her waist, as she looked like she was wearing old leather clothing that torn up all over. She was wearing an overcoat but had thrown it to the ground.
Her green eyes caught his red eyes attention. "I know you." She said pulling the blade out of his back and lodging it back in her body.
"I don't know who you are!"
The woman took one of her hands and stroked her long hair with the leather glove that she was wearing. "I guess I have changed a lot since the last time Tyrath?"
Tyrath look at her face until it finally came back to him. "Wait you were one of the women that showed up to help us defeat the dragon lords in my country. Your Clare! What happened? You look so different."
"In a good way?"
"Well all except for that strange blade that came out of your back."
Then Dracul and Raven landed on the ground next to Tyrath.
Clare looked at them. "I see so you are here too."
"Hey who is this woman?" Dracul asked.
"Its Clare, remember her?"
"I thought I felt your yoki Dracul. You did me a favor and got rid of those vampires for me. To bad not all of them were there, the stronger ones will be angry when they find out."
"Clare." Dracul said getting her attention. "Before I ask about these vampires, I would like to know something. You have awakened haven't you?"
"Yes. Why, are you going to kill me now?"
"Only if I have to." Dracul muttered. "Now, tell us what these vampires are and how they work."
"Its kind of a long story, but they are monsters a lot smarter than yoma. They used to be human, once they suck a humans blood that human turns into a vampire or dies. Depending on how much blood is taken. I don't know how it all started but I figure they are like ants, step on the queen and the rest die. Its the same idea for vampires, kill the leader and the rest will fall."
"Is that all?" Dracul asked.
"No, one more thing. They usually don't like the sunlight plus they seem to be getting stronger all the time." Clare said as another woman walked behind her. "Hi Miria, look at who came to visit us."
Dracul, Raven, and Tyrath looked at her now. She was still wearing leather like clothing, her hair was now dark brown along with her eyes. "Miria have you awakened to?!" Dracul shouted.
"Yes I have."
"What about the others?" Raven asked.
"I dont know." Miria said starting to turn away as Clare fallowed her.
"Wait!" Tyrath yelled. "Do you know where Clarice is?!"
Miria and Clare looked back at him. "Their is a large city in the middle of the continent called Rabona, try there first." Miria said as they both dissapeared in the thick forest.
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Rabona.
Irene and her hunting sqwaud which consisted of Cynthia, Tabitha, and Helen were ready to move out once again only to be stopped by Galatea and Clarice.
"What is it Galatea?" Irene asked.
Galatea smiled. "We need to go west."
Irene who was still tightening the straps that held her leather outfit together looked at her in confusion. "Why?!"
"We have to get our three dragon kin allies that have just appeared."
"You mean those three are back!" Helen screamed. "Yes Irene we need to go west!"
Irene hesitated for a moment. "Alight then, Galatea go and change into your hunting attire. Same for you Clarice, and Clarice..."
"Yes Irene?"
"Why don't you go get Beth she can come to, and get that new girl that we just brought here. Her name is Dietrich."
After ten minutes of waiting, the four other half breeds returned to the location outside of the main gate. The group now made of eight were ready for yet another adventure, which this time they were hoping no one would die this time around. An hour later they were gone, leaving the holy city almost volnerable.
Two hours later.
Now in the city a person wearing a black hooded cloak moved in. He was surrounded by the gaurds as he would not stop for them when they asked for his reasons for entering the city. Instead the dark hooded figure looked at the gate, his black eyes opened up making a dark blue glow. Then the gaurds were knocked over by an unseen force and so was the gate. The last thing the gaurds saw before they died was two glowing dark orbs underneath the dark hood.
Civilians surrounded the area and watched powerless as the person, or what ever it was creeped into the city. The church was next, again those glowing eyes reappeared and the tall doors entering the church creeked open. Priests, nuns, and bishops inside watched as the figure moved in.
They watched as a pale hand appeared from underneath the dark cloth he was wearing and removed the hood. Everyone that was in the church stepped back, this was a true monster but not like anything they have seen before. His hair was dark along with his black eyes, like an elf his ears pointed, and his pale skin was whiter than the moon itself.
"Finally I am out of the sunlight." He mumbled removing his cloak revealing black silky like clothing covered by small pieces of grey armor. "This place will make a nice home."
One of the fathers stepped to him. "Who are you and what is your reason for being here?!"
"Funny, the same gaurds I killed asked me that too." He said as his eyes went from black to that dark blue again.
Now he was looking directly at the father who had questioned him. "Goodbye." He said in a ruffled voice.
Everyone started screaming in fear as they watched as the man who had questioned him had his head explode for no reason.
"You want to know who I am?!" He yelled in a dark voice. "I am what you have feared the most! I was once a warlock, banned from this city! Then as I was on my travels I met a man who said he could give me more power so that I could come back and take what should be mine."
He stepped forward and was now infront of an old nun. He bit her neck and listened to her scream as she died and her blood poored from her neck like ketchup. "Yes you have heard the stories, I am now one of the undead. A bloodsucker, vampire, cursed human, dark messanger! Whatever you want to call it, but I am taking this city!"
Anyone who had tried to escape couldn't as he used his dark powers once again to lock the doors. In the next few seconds everything was chaos as he started to kill any of the holy ones in that church. He made the insides of the church a gore fest, covering everything with the human blood. He spoke in another language, ancient to the ones the priests had never heard of, it was dark and ruffled almost demonic as he killed more.
"Stop this killing!"
The vampire hissed as he felt something burning his back. "What?!" He turned around only to see an old man. "You!"
"Killing them is one thing but, damning their souls in your cursed warlock speach is another that I cannot allow!"
"Father Vincent its been a long time, time has not been good to you."
The old man looked at him enraged. "Yes well I thought you would have been slain by yoma a long time ago Christopher!"
"I have not heard that name in a long time, I think its funny how you the person who had tried to excorise me would remember that. I now go by a different given name from my master. I am now known as the Reaper!"
"Your a monster and I will kill you!" Vincent yelled holding up a cross.
Reaper smiled and stepped forward. "Did you know that cross you are holding is only iron, your fake beliefs will be your downfall, you dog!"
"It takes a dog to kill a monster!" Vincent shouted grabbing onto a jar of water and throwing it at the vampire infront of him.
Reaper felt it burning his skin. "What is this?! Holy water!"
"Thats right and it will burn you."
Reaper again started to speak in that ancient language he was before and the water quickly stopped burning. "Your a fool Vincent! It takes a man to kill a monster not a dog like yourself!"
Vincent stood there in shock as Reaper lept forward and lashing onto him with his claw like fingers. His eyes became silver and he looked down into father Vincent's soul, soon he let go of Vincent and watched him fall to the ground.
"I guess you weren't a man."