Sorry for the delay, every time I got on to post it seemed like I had to run off again. The benefits of adulthood haha
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"I can't say that I blame you in worrying about such things. Even other Vampires are weary of Dracula none the less those that he is interested in for one reason or another. Werewolves I guess don't worry about him as much because like Vampires the Werewolves have a feared icon too, but Rohar would know more of that I. You unfortunately have the distinction of being both which puts you in a new category that once upon a time was unheard of. But your strength and abilities... I do not believe it comes from being a Hybrid, I am positive it has certain things to do with it but if you would indulge me and talk to me instead of running after Rohar, it would be better and I could help expand your knowledge on certain things pertaining to the likes of Dracula, and the ever illustrious Dark Werewolf which has no name. It would help you to understand what Rohar is going through, I say this because Rohar..."
Dantis became silent for a second as he seemed to hesitate about his next choice of words.
"Rohar is going through something at the moment and he needs time to deal with that... alone. Trust me I would like to help him, but unfortunately there are some things we must settle on our own. An being as my brother is the one who Sired you I would believe the bond that you both have would make you more then curious. Your safe for now, I do not discredit Dracula's abilities but I don't believe he is going to find this crypt. please sit.
Dantis got up from his chair and approached a portion of wall that seemed to be bare and void of anything in particular, reaching out his hand he pulled pushed in the wall and pulled aside a fake panel to reveal what appeared to be a large freezer. Opening the door it was filled to the brim with what appeared to be many stacked bottles of a red substance, grabbing two of them they were icy cold to the touch. Closing the panel back up he returned to his chair and offered one to Piper.
"Its not what your probably thinking it is. This is a special drink I make for me and Rohar, as we choose not to harm humans it is rather hard to live without the added benefits in which come from human blood. So this drink is a mixture of donated blood and other various ingredients that keep us strong."
Dantis popped the cap off the chilled drink, cold air rushed out of the bottle as he took a drink from the bottle letting the red liquid quench his undeniable thirst. Replacing the cap he set the bottle down beside him on the floor and looked at Piper silently before speaking.
"Being as your a fairly new Werewolf before I say anything, are you at all knowledgeable about bloodlines when it pertains to Werewolves and Vampires?"
Dantis became silent for a second as he seemed to hesitate about his next choice of words.
"Rohar is going through something at the moment and he needs time to deal with that... alone. Trust me I would like to help him, but unfortunately there are some things we must settle on our own. An being as my brother is the one who Sired you I would believe the bond that you both have would make you more then curious. Your safe for now, I do not discredit Dracula's abilities but I don't believe he is going to find this crypt. please sit.
Dantis got up from his chair and approached a portion of wall that seemed to be bare and void of anything in particular, reaching out his hand he pulled pushed in the wall and pulled aside a fake panel to reveal what appeared to be a large freezer. Opening the door it was filled to the brim with what appeared to be many stacked bottles of a red substance, grabbing two of them they were icy cold to the touch. Closing the panel back up he returned to his chair and offered one to Piper.
"Its not what your probably thinking it is. This is a special drink I make for me and Rohar, as we choose not to harm humans it is rather hard to live without the added benefits in which come from human blood. So this drink is a mixture of donated blood and other various ingredients that keep us strong."
Dantis popped the cap off the chilled drink, cold air rushed out of the bottle as he took a drink from the bottle letting the red liquid quench his undeniable thirst. Replacing the cap he set the bottle down beside him on the floor and looked at Piper silently before speaking.
"Being as your a fairly new Werewolf before I say anything, are you at all knowledgeable about bloodlines when it pertains to Werewolves and Vampires?"
Rohar sat silently in his chair, he was no longer comfortable in it though, Dantis had taken the last ten minutes to relay the meeting he had been too and the contract he had accepted. Rohar silently got up from his chair as crossed his arms standing in front of the fireplace, he looked into the fiery embers as they burned. He did not know what to feel or think at that moment, his feelings were mixed heavily on the fact that they had been contracted to kill Dracula. In one sense he had always wanted to take down Dracula, even back when he was a new blood he was often regaled with tails of the Vampire that could never truly die. In the Werewolf world that was the ultimate test of the strength even though any who had ever actually faced him never survived. But beyond his past desires to best such a foe Rohar was also feeling frightened at the aspect, fear was not a common thread with him, but the truth was he has no idea what kind of powers such a Vampire has, it was not like facing any normal foe. He did not fear death, at least not his own but Dantis on the other hand... that was a death he did fear, he had to face facts, he had nothing else in this world to hold onto. His pack was dead, he had killed them with his own hands many years ago, and this alone had turned him into a virtual terror in the Werewolf world, no Werewolf dared to trust him nor did they dare approach him either. He was just as much of an outcast regardless of who he may have been in the past.
”No... its not worth it Dantis, I do not need immortality, death... death is one of the only things I have left thats mine.”
”How can you choose death over life Rohar? Don't you understand? If we do this you can live forever and you don't have to become a Vampire or anything else to accomplish it. We can leave this all behind and finally find peace in some far away place.”
"No... I can't Dantis.. we would lose.."
"Not together! We could beat the tides Rohar, we have done hundreds of times, thousands! We are stronger then ever! Just come with me brother, one last time, and its all over, no more..."
"No! God damn it don't you understand Dantis, don't you see whats so obvious before your eye's or are you so blind that you can't see what is happening to me?!?"
Rohar turned on Dantis screaming at his brother in anger, Rohar flipped his chair over effortlessly out of frustration, he turned away letting his eye's divert to anything but Dantis. His voice became strained as he spoke the next words, almost sad in a way at the same time.
"I am not like you Dantis don't you see that? The years fly by and you just become stronger, your a vampire, so age only serves to make you more lethal but I am a werewolf... age does not make me stronger.. it only.. makes me.. weaker. I am alive Dantis, my body still ages while yours does not, my strength is waning, my body is starting to ache. Have you never noticed me slowing down? Have you never noticed how we use to be the same in speed but now I fall behind? Have you truly not noticed that... you have become stronger then me now?"
Rohar walked to the chair, flipping it back over he slowly sat down in it, his eye's became transfixed on the flames again as a sadness was glinting in the orange orbs. Closing his eye's Rohar fought back the tears building up in his eye's not wanting to cry in front of his brother.
Dantis was silent after his brothers words ceased, his eye's diverted to the floor in shame, had he truly been so stupid that he had forgotten that Rohar was truly aging right before his own eye's. Dantis did not know what to say, it was very rare to see Rohar so saddened, to see him be so human. The sudden intrusion however broke him from his thoughts of Rohar as a Werewolf entered the room with them. Rohar and her seemed to lock eye's from the moment she entered, the Wolf slowly transformed back into a human female, her body was bare and covered in mud. Dantis looked between her and Dantis as she approached his brother, nodding to him she asked Rohar if he remembered her.
Rohar said nothing as he took in the young girl, her features we familiar to him he face and her eye's burned into his memory as she approached him. He felt her hand gently touch his face, his face became quite downtrodden when she spoke of the reason why she had come to them. Rohar slowly stood up as he placed his large hand over her's, gently he removed it from his face as he spoke.
"I remember you, I would always remember you Piper, and I wish.. there was anything I could do, but I can't help you or Dantis in such a task. I have to go, I need to think somewhere alone, far away from this place."
Rohar turned as Dantis got to his feet calling his name, Rohar ignored his brother and continued on down the hall disappearing up the stairs, Dantis sighed heavily as he looked at the woman, Piper he believed his brother had called her. He made sure now to look too far down, he was used to naked bodies but they were usually male and they were usually dead most of the time, so this was rather a shock to an old vampire heart. That did not matter though at this point, what mattered was Rohar leaving.
"Your coming was at a bad time my dear, I don't even know where to begin in this case, I wasn't even aware that Rohar.. transformed anyone recently.. this is all.. new to me. Please take Rohar's blanket and cover yourself with it I am used to nudity but thats mostly dead Werewolves and that was many years ago. Rohar will come back, its better that he have time to think alone, in the mean time we can talk more about the reason you came here searching for him. If its not too much to ask, could we start from the point where you meant Rohar?
@Wick
”No... its not worth it Dantis, I do not need immortality, death... death is one of the only things I have left thats mine.”
”How can you choose death over life Rohar? Don't you understand? If we do this you can live forever and you don't have to become a Vampire or anything else to accomplish it. We can leave this all behind and finally find peace in some far away place.”
"No... I can't Dantis.. we would lose.."
"Not together! We could beat the tides Rohar, we have done hundreds of times, thousands! We are stronger then ever! Just come with me brother, one last time, and its all over, no more..."
"No! God damn it don't you understand Dantis, don't you see whats so obvious before your eye's or are you so blind that you can't see what is happening to me?!?"
Rohar turned on Dantis screaming at his brother in anger, Rohar flipped his chair over effortlessly out of frustration, he turned away letting his eye's divert to anything but Dantis. His voice became strained as he spoke the next words, almost sad in a way at the same time.
"I am not like you Dantis don't you see that? The years fly by and you just become stronger, your a vampire, so age only serves to make you more lethal but I am a werewolf... age does not make me stronger.. it only.. makes me.. weaker. I am alive Dantis, my body still ages while yours does not, my strength is waning, my body is starting to ache. Have you never noticed me slowing down? Have you never noticed how we use to be the same in speed but now I fall behind? Have you truly not noticed that... you have become stronger then me now?"
Rohar walked to the chair, flipping it back over he slowly sat down in it, his eye's became transfixed on the flames again as a sadness was glinting in the orange orbs. Closing his eye's Rohar fought back the tears building up in his eye's not wanting to cry in front of his brother.
Dantis was silent after his brothers words ceased, his eye's diverted to the floor in shame, had he truly been so stupid that he had forgotten that Rohar was truly aging right before his own eye's. Dantis did not know what to say, it was very rare to see Rohar so saddened, to see him be so human. The sudden intrusion however broke him from his thoughts of Rohar as a Werewolf entered the room with them. Rohar and her seemed to lock eye's from the moment she entered, the Wolf slowly transformed back into a human female, her body was bare and covered in mud. Dantis looked between her and Dantis as she approached his brother, nodding to him she asked Rohar if he remembered her.
Rohar said nothing as he took in the young girl, her features we familiar to him he face and her eye's burned into his memory as she approached him. He felt her hand gently touch his face, his face became quite downtrodden when she spoke of the reason why she had come to them. Rohar slowly stood up as he placed his large hand over her's, gently he removed it from his face as he spoke.
"I remember you, I would always remember you Piper, and I wish.. there was anything I could do, but I can't help you or Dantis in such a task. I have to go, I need to think somewhere alone, far away from this place."
Rohar turned as Dantis got to his feet calling his name, Rohar ignored his brother and continued on down the hall disappearing up the stairs, Dantis sighed heavily as he looked at the woman, Piper he believed his brother had called her. He made sure now to look too far down, he was used to naked bodies but they were usually male and they were usually dead most of the time, so this was rather a shock to an old vampire heart. That did not matter though at this point, what mattered was Rohar leaving.
"Your coming was at a bad time my dear, I don't even know where to begin in this case, I wasn't even aware that Rohar.. transformed anyone recently.. this is all.. new to me. Please take Rohar's blanket and cover yourself with it I am used to nudity but thats mostly dead Werewolves and that was many years ago. Rohar will come back, its better that he have time to think alone, in the mean time we can talk more about the reason you came here searching for him. If its not too much to ask, could we start from the point where you meant Rohar?
@Wick
@Wick
The brothers are located underneath a Crypt in a small Cemetery on the outskirts of town. There is a secret entrance in one of the cement tombs which leads to a passage way that leads to the door of the room they are inside of currently. I am sure with that there nose you could probably pick up his trail ^^
The brothers are located underneath a Crypt in a small Cemetery on the outskirts of town. There is a secret entrance in one of the cement tombs which leads to a passage way that leads to the door of the room they are inside of currently. I am sure with that there nose you could probably pick up his trail ^^
Dantis slowly sipped on a glass of chardonnay as he sat silently alone in a large room, the room was made completely of wood and was circular almost like a tower. The room was filled with various items including but not limited to various bookshelves filled with old books, tapestries of old origin, a large antique desk from a quite earlier era. A huge fire place made of white and black marble adorned the middle of two bookcases, a fire was roaring in it. The chair in which Dantis sat was ancient as well, from an earlier European design, across from his chair was a more crude but way larger chair, it was probably the most newest and only modern item in the room. The chair was positioned in front of the fireplace, the flames seemed to lick it with shadows, it was made with fake leather, Rohar had called it a lazy boy or something like that. It was some kind of recliner the humans used, it was Rohar's bed in most definitions of the word. Dantis thought of Rohar sleeping in it and it made him saddened, Dantis hated that old human but his words were always formed out of truth and honesty. An these words had cut deep this time, reality was often hard to face and that was not just for humans to suffer but also for those creatures of the night who had made it this long, this far without ending up dead.
When he was younger Dantis has never considered much that his brother was mortal, in fact like most Vampires he was foolish in believing that Werewolfs were immortal like Vampires were. Although back then their bond was not so strong as it was now, sure they had been together a long time but that was not always so, at least as far as anyone knew. Once upon a time neither brother knew the other, they were born into a world that separated them at birth. No one knew but them, knew the truth of how their friendship began, no one knew that once upon a time they were pitted against each other in a war that barely any remember. That their mother and father had used them like pawns in a chess game to their own ends. The Nalor's history was bathed in blood and deceit, and Dantis and his brother were born into that world. But they survived it, they weathered the storm, and two brothers once mortal enemies, now lived as brothers far from the life they were forced to live through lies and manipulation. Dantis looked at the chair, a huge blanket was covering part of it hanging onto the arm and draping the floor, a memory filled Dantis's mind as the world swirled on him changing into an event long past.
Europe
Battle of Bloodmoon
1250 Years Prior
The air was thick with the stench of blood, decay, sulfur, smoke, and most of all the smell of burning flesh, the red moon in the sky shined down upon the bloodied country side. Bodies were scattered all throughout the grassy knolls, many humans lay dead their blood forming and endless river of red between each and every body that seemed to cling close to the others. The bodies were undiscernable now, none would tell them Werewolf or Vampire apart. In the distance a massive war raged on in the dead of the night, various ferocious howls were echoing throughout the countryside, steel against claw could be heard, mighty roars combined with angry yelling. One Vampire stood amiss the carnage his sword piercing the chest of a Werewolf. Dantis's eye's were cold and lifeless as his blade stuck deep into the chest of the Werewolf in front of him, its snarl was but a whimper now as the silver blade was turned sickeningly sideways ripping the Werewolfs heart in two. The beast slowly transformed back into a human dieing instantly. Dantis swiped his sword arm down letting the beast fall sideways to the ground.
In a moments blink of an eye he disappeared from the spot as a Werewolf launched down on the spot to grab him from behind. Reappearing behind the beast he brought his sword back and slashed the creature straight in the back opening its fur and skin like it was thin paper. The Wolf howled in agony as he brought his other sword foreward and slammed it through its back peircing its chest from the front, with another sick crack the sword flew through the Wolfs body as Dantis got close, his voice was bated with cold hatred as he spoke.
”Your quick but I am quicker mutt.”
Dantis let the wold slide forward off his blade, the human body smacked the ground as three more Wolfs approached Dantis, they growled at him, their teeth bared, glistening red in the moonlight bathing down on them. Dantis swished his sword sideways letting the blood fly from his bloods hitting the bloodied grass. He stood defiantly daring the mongrels to attack him, without much hesitation the Wolves launched from their spots and attack him together. Dantis leapt from the spot and flew through the air, launching his leg forward he struck the first Wolf straight in the face knocking it ten feet away with a hard crash to the ground, the two remaining Wolves brought their claws down upon him one from the left and the right. Dantis raised his blades at the same time blocking the attacks, the sheer strength of the attacks brought him to his knee's but only long enough for him to bring his blades down, the metal scraping against claw made a shrill ear splitting noise as Dantis hit the ground and spun in a fast motion, his legs smashed into both of the Wolves legs knocking them off their feet. Dantis quickly looked up as the third Wolf launched through the air to land on him, spinning his lower body Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and lifted himself by their handles, jumping into the air he landed a short distance away just as the Wolf landed where he had been.
Dantis threw one of the silver swords, it slammed directly into the Wolfs head, the silver blade went through its mouth and out the back killing it instantly. The other two Wolfs got back to their feet angered by their brothers death, the howled loudly and launched from the spot. Dantis wasted no time running forward, he charged them head on only to jump at the very last second when they would have hit. Landing behind the stupid beasts and thrust his sword forward and struck the Wolf on the right straight in the chest, bringing his leg forward he used the dead wolfs mass and lifted himself upon the blade bringing his foot crashing into the other Wolfs face knocking it sideways, it went crashing to the ground hard taking large amounts of dirt with it. Dantis landed his feet back on the ground removing the blade in one swift motion, the Wolf transformed back to human dead before hitting the ground. Dantis turned his attention to the Wolf he kicked, walking as if he had not a care in the world, he grabbed his second sword from the other Wolfs head and strolled to the third. It was whimpering as it was barely registering where it was. Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and reached his arms down grabbing the Wold back its neck dragging it up. The Wolf struggled but it could not escape the Vampires grasp, bringing his hand up Dantis grabbed a side of the Wolfs neck. Ripping sideways he took out a piece of its neck along with the fur and sunk his teeth into the Wolfs neck taking in the blood. Drinking deep he brought his hands sideways against each other and cracked the Wolfs neck in one sick move letting it fall to the ground.
Dantis removed the swords from the group licking the blood from his lips, looking ahead six Wolfs set their eye's on him. His face contorted into a huge bloody grin, his eye's filled with the lust for more, putting one sword forward he waved it back towards himself motioning for them to bring it on. With a mighty howl the Wolves launched forward, Dantis moved from his spot as well, however the sudden monstrous howl brought him to a halt, the very earth seemed to yield to the mighty howl that had come from behind the other Wolves in front of him. Dantis narrowed his eye's as a new adversary entered the fray, the Wolf was black as night and very large, it stood almost three feet higher then the other Wolves, its body was heavily muscled, its eye gleamed yellow unlike the orange of the others. Looking at the Wolfs hand a Vampire was clutching, trying to free himself from the claws which were digging into its neck. The Wolf lifted the Vampire up slowly, with a sickening crunch the Wolf crushed his throat, then throwing the Vampire in the air the Wolf slammed its paw into his chest and lunched him forward. The body landed a few feet from Dantis.
Dantis looked at the Wolf hatred in his eye's, that was nothing more then a show of strength to that black furred beast. The beast walked forward, the other Wolves seemed cower away, this was no normal Wolf, this was a leader. Dantis felt the surge of excitement, this had to be one of the Four Wolf leaders who lead the others, yes, yes, his very air was chilling and the others feared him. This night Dantis would fell one of the fiercest of the Wolves, launching from his spot he disappeared not waiting, it was time for blood! Dantis appeared again quickly behind the black wolf, launching both swords forward he went straight for its back to take it down, however he was shocked when the Wolf turned around and caught both of his swords in its huge black paws. Dantis struggled to pull his swords free as the Wolfs hands sizzle from the silver blades. Baring its fangs, Dantis felt himself lift up as the black Wolf moved his swords with him on them through the air. Dantis twisted his body to try and free his blades, but the Wolf was too strong, he was forced to let go and flew back sliding across the ground. The wolf threw his swords in two different directions, the blades glistened in the moonlight and disappeared from sight from the strong throw.
Dantis bared his own fangs in anger of losing his swords, letting his blood rage get the best of him he launched from the spot and jumped into the air running at a fast pace. His feet would have struck the Black Wolf right in the jaw, but Dantis was shocked when he felt a heavy black paw strike him directly in the head. The world went black for a couple moments as the strong blow knocked him hard into the ground, he slid almost twenty feet or more before coming to a stop. Dantis slowly reached his arms up and placed his hands on the ground, he lifted himself and then fell back down hard on his face. That blow had been worse then as if he had been hit by a stampede of bulls. There was no denying it, that was one of the Wolfs main four pack Leaders, no other could be so strong. Dantis lifted himself up again, this time getting back to his feet, turning his eye's became fuzzy but cleared again. The black wolf had not capitalized, it was probably enjoying the moment, Dantis spit blood from his mouth, his own blood that was. Cracking his neck Dantis moved towards the black Wolf but cautiously this time, the Wolf did the same, they started to move in a circle with each other.
”I know you... your Rohar, the Black Werewolf General, one of the four Packleaders. I realize that now, your strength can not be denied any further. But it matters not, before this night is out you will give me your blood and I will crack your neck like the many countless others of your kind.”
”Dantis... Vampire General of the Blood Order. You die... now.”
Dantis cocked his head, the black wolf spoke to him... Werewolves were capable of speaking? This one knew him which meant their happening upon each other was not left up to chance but fate. Dantis however had no intention of Perishing this night or any other for that matter. Dantis moved his feet forward, time seemed to slow down as he moved forward towards Rohar, the Wolf changed direction and came at him, within seconds both of them hit each other full force. Both Dantis and Rohar grabbed hands interlocking fingers both with the intention of overpowering the other. Dantis felt his hands go back with a crack, he screamed angrily, the Wolf was too strong, his body was lifted up over the Wolfs head. Using his weight against the Wolf Dantis pulled himself down far enough and brought his leg into Rohars head knocking himforward. Dantis felt his hands release as he hit the ground, with one painful sounding crack he popped his hands back into place and ran forward, Rohar turned quickly toawrds him as Dantis slammed into the Werewolfs stomach try to tackle him. Rohar was pushed back his feet dragging against the ground leaving huge skid marks from his huge paws.
Dantis screamed angrily, Rohar grabbed him on the sides as he launched his fists into the Wolfs stomach trying to cause damage. Rohar growled angrily from the pain, Dantis felt his lift but he quickly pulled himself down with his own weight, launching forward he broke free of the Wolf grasp on his sides and rammed his entire shoulder into Rohar's stomach. Backing up only slightly he did it again, and again, and again pushing Rohar back with each blow. Around the sixth blow, Dantis felt a hard bony blow to his back, Rohar drove his elbow straight into his back knocking his straight to the ground. Dantis yelled in pain as he felt a large hand grabbed him by his arm, his body lifted into the air against his will, the blow stunning him, he felt himself smash the ground, his body lifted again and he was thrown through the air again smashing the ground on the other side. Dantis felt himself lift again, his body flew once more but this time Rohar released his arm tossing him bodily through the air, Dantis smashed the ground sliding to a halt ten feet away.
Dantis moaned angrily feeling the ground shake nearby, looking up Rohar was coming towards him and there was two of him at that. The Wolf was massively strong, stronger then Dantis could ever be, he would not win through a show of brute force, not this time. Dantis gripped large chunks of dirt in his hand as he pounded the ground in frustration. Rohar suddenly towered over him, ready to administer the last blow to end him, the Wolf raised his clawed hand to slashed Dantis out of this life, at the last second though Dantis brought his hand up and took the dirt with it, hitting Rohar straight in the eye with the dirt the Wolf howled angrily backing away rubbing at his eye's. Dantis jumped to his feet, launching into the air he brought his leg up and did the strongest flying front kick he could must striking the Wolf straight in the jaw. Rohar's body was lifted off the ground as a crack sounded from Dantis's leg, landing on the ground Dantis yelled in pain as the kick alone had broken his leg. Rohar slammed the ground and slid only a couple feet his massive size keeping him from going too far. Dantis knew he was done, there was no fighting Rohar and winning this night, the Wolf was too strong and he had underestimated Rohar's strength and ability. Rohar slowly shook his head regaining his feet slowly glaring at Dantis.
”This isn't over Wolf, I will be back and when I do, next time Ill make sure you die!”
Dantis got to his feet feeling the pain shoot through his leg, turning he quickly jumped high into the air and disappeared into the waning darkness of the night.
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Dantis recalled the memory as if it had happened only yesterday, that had been the very first defeat he had ever been dealt his entire life as a Vampire. Rohar was strong and lethal with his body and he had failed to see that before it was too late to do anything about it. It was almost funny how now they joked around like they had never been enemies before, but truth was they had been mortal enemies long before in what seemed like a whole other life. Dantis looked up silently as his brother Rohar trickled into their personal getaway, with a heavy slump the big lug went straight for his chair and fell into it practically letting the footrest go up.
”Your Werewolf friend okay Rohar? You were gone for a good while, you missed the contract meeting.”
”Yeah he was okay, the girl I think was more hurt then he was. I arrived at the meeting location but it was empty so I figured I had been late and you were already here. So did the human have an interesting contract for us? As much as I love this underground domicile, it would be nice one day if we could have separate rooms and also living underneath a crypt is rather depressing even for me... even one as remodeled as this one.”
Dantis down the rest of the wine in the glass and sighed heavily, this was going to be hard to explain and he already knew how Rohar would react. Dantis quickly poured himself another glass, the coming days were going to be hellish for them both.
”We got a new target... so please just hear me out before you say anything Rohar..”
When he was younger Dantis has never considered much that his brother was mortal, in fact like most Vampires he was foolish in believing that Werewolfs were immortal like Vampires were. Although back then their bond was not so strong as it was now, sure they had been together a long time but that was not always so, at least as far as anyone knew. Once upon a time neither brother knew the other, they were born into a world that separated them at birth. No one knew but them, knew the truth of how their friendship began, no one knew that once upon a time they were pitted against each other in a war that barely any remember. That their mother and father had used them like pawns in a chess game to their own ends. The Nalor's history was bathed in blood and deceit, and Dantis and his brother were born into that world. But they survived it, they weathered the storm, and two brothers once mortal enemies, now lived as brothers far from the life they were forced to live through lies and manipulation. Dantis looked at the chair, a huge blanket was covering part of it hanging onto the arm and draping the floor, a memory filled Dantis's mind as the world swirled on him changing into an event long past.
Europe
Battle of Bloodmoon
1250 Years Prior
The air was thick with the stench of blood, decay, sulfur, smoke, and most of all the smell of burning flesh, the red moon in the sky shined down upon the bloodied country side. Bodies were scattered all throughout the grassy knolls, many humans lay dead their blood forming and endless river of red between each and every body that seemed to cling close to the others. The bodies were undiscernable now, none would tell them Werewolf or Vampire apart. In the distance a massive war raged on in the dead of the night, various ferocious howls were echoing throughout the countryside, steel against claw could be heard, mighty roars combined with angry yelling. One Vampire stood amiss the carnage his sword piercing the chest of a Werewolf. Dantis's eye's were cold and lifeless as his blade stuck deep into the chest of the Werewolf in front of him, its snarl was but a whimper now as the silver blade was turned sickeningly sideways ripping the Werewolfs heart in two. The beast slowly transformed back into a human dieing instantly. Dantis swiped his sword arm down letting the beast fall sideways to the ground.
In a moments blink of an eye he disappeared from the spot as a Werewolf launched down on the spot to grab him from behind. Reappearing behind the beast he brought his sword back and slashed the creature straight in the back opening its fur and skin like it was thin paper. The Wolf howled in agony as he brought his other sword foreward and slammed it through its back peircing its chest from the front, with another sick crack the sword flew through the Wolfs body as Dantis got close, his voice was bated with cold hatred as he spoke.
”Your quick but I am quicker mutt.”
Dantis let the wold slide forward off his blade, the human body smacked the ground as three more Wolfs approached Dantis, they growled at him, their teeth bared, glistening red in the moonlight bathing down on them. Dantis swished his sword sideways letting the blood fly from his bloods hitting the bloodied grass. He stood defiantly daring the mongrels to attack him, without much hesitation the Wolves launched from their spots and attack him together. Dantis leapt from the spot and flew through the air, launching his leg forward he struck the first Wolf straight in the face knocking it ten feet away with a hard crash to the ground, the two remaining Wolves brought their claws down upon him one from the left and the right. Dantis raised his blades at the same time blocking the attacks, the sheer strength of the attacks brought him to his knee's but only long enough for him to bring his blades down, the metal scraping against claw made a shrill ear splitting noise as Dantis hit the ground and spun in a fast motion, his legs smashed into both of the Wolves legs knocking them off their feet. Dantis quickly looked up as the third Wolf launched through the air to land on him, spinning his lower body Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and lifted himself by their handles, jumping into the air he landed a short distance away just as the Wolf landed where he had been.
Dantis threw one of the silver swords, it slammed directly into the Wolfs head, the silver blade went through its mouth and out the back killing it instantly. The other two Wolfs got back to their feet angered by their brothers death, the howled loudly and launched from the spot. Dantis wasted no time running forward, he charged them head on only to jump at the very last second when they would have hit. Landing behind the stupid beasts and thrust his sword forward and struck the Wolf on the right straight in the chest, bringing his leg forward he used the dead wolfs mass and lifted himself upon the blade bringing his foot crashing into the other Wolfs face knocking it sideways, it went crashing to the ground hard taking large amounts of dirt with it. Dantis landed his feet back on the ground removing the blade in one swift motion, the Wolf transformed back to human dead before hitting the ground. Dantis turned his attention to the Wolf he kicked, walking as if he had not a care in the world, he grabbed his second sword from the other Wolfs head and strolled to the third. It was whimpering as it was barely registering where it was. Dantis slammed his swords into the ground and reached his arms down grabbing the Wold back its neck dragging it up. The Wolf struggled but it could not escape the Vampires grasp, bringing his hand up Dantis grabbed a side of the Wolfs neck. Ripping sideways he took out a piece of its neck along with the fur and sunk his teeth into the Wolfs neck taking in the blood. Drinking deep he brought his hands sideways against each other and cracked the Wolfs neck in one sick move letting it fall to the ground.
Dantis removed the swords from the group licking the blood from his lips, looking ahead six Wolfs set their eye's on him. His face contorted into a huge bloody grin, his eye's filled with the lust for more, putting one sword forward he waved it back towards himself motioning for them to bring it on. With a mighty howl the Wolves launched forward, Dantis moved from his spot as well, however the sudden monstrous howl brought him to a halt, the very earth seemed to yield to the mighty howl that had come from behind the other Wolves in front of him. Dantis narrowed his eye's as a new adversary entered the fray, the Wolf was black as night and very large, it stood almost three feet higher then the other Wolves, its body was heavily muscled, its eye gleamed yellow unlike the orange of the others. Looking at the Wolfs hand a Vampire was clutching, trying to free himself from the claws which were digging into its neck. The Wolf lifted the Vampire up slowly, with a sickening crunch the Wolf crushed his throat, then throwing the Vampire in the air the Wolf slammed its paw into his chest and lunched him forward. The body landed a few feet from Dantis.
Dantis looked at the Wolf hatred in his eye's, that was nothing more then a show of strength to that black furred beast. The beast walked forward, the other Wolves seemed cower away, this was no normal Wolf, this was a leader. Dantis felt the surge of excitement, this had to be one of the Four Wolf leaders who lead the others, yes, yes, his very air was chilling and the others feared him. This night Dantis would fell one of the fiercest of the Wolves, launching from his spot he disappeared not waiting, it was time for blood! Dantis appeared again quickly behind the black wolf, launching both swords forward he went straight for its back to take it down, however he was shocked when the Wolf turned around and caught both of his swords in its huge black paws. Dantis struggled to pull his swords free as the Wolfs hands sizzle from the silver blades. Baring its fangs, Dantis felt himself lift up as the black Wolf moved his swords with him on them through the air. Dantis twisted his body to try and free his blades, but the Wolf was too strong, he was forced to let go and flew back sliding across the ground. The wolf threw his swords in two different directions, the blades glistened in the moonlight and disappeared from sight from the strong throw.
Dantis bared his own fangs in anger of losing his swords, letting his blood rage get the best of him he launched from the spot and jumped into the air running at a fast pace. His feet would have struck the Black Wolf right in the jaw, but Dantis was shocked when he felt a heavy black paw strike him directly in the head. The world went black for a couple moments as the strong blow knocked him hard into the ground, he slid almost twenty feet or more before coming to a stop. Dantis slowly reached his arms up and placed his hands on the ground, he lifted himself and then fell back down hard on his face. That blow had been worse then as if he had been hit by a stampede of bulls. There was no denying it, that was one of the Wolfs main four pack Leaders, no other could be so strong. Dantis lifted himself up again, this time getting back to his feet, turning his eye's became fuzzy but cleared again. The black wolf had not capitalized, it was probably enjoying the moment, Dantis spit blood from his mouth, his own blood that was. Cracking his neck Dantis moved towards the black Wolf but cautiously this time, the Wolf did the same, they started to move in a circle with each other.
”I know you... your Rohar, the Black Werewolf General, one of the four Packleaders. I realize that now, your strength can not be denied any further. But it matters not, before this night is out you will give me your blood and I will crack your neck like the many countless others of your kind.”
”Dantis... Vampire General of the Blood Order. You die... now.”
Dantis cocked his head, the black wolf spoke to him... Werewolves were capable of speaking? This one knew him which meant their happening upon each other was not left up to chance but fate. Dantis however had no intention of Perishing this night or any other for that matter. Dantis moved his feet forward, time seemed to slow down as he moved forward towards Rohar, the Wolf changed direction and came at him, within seconds both of them hit each other full force. Both Dantis and Rohar grabbed hands interlocking fingers both with the intention of overpowering the other. Dantis felt his hands go back with a crack, he screamed angrily, the Wolf was too strong, his body was lifted up over the Wolfs head. Using his weight against the Wolf Dantis pulled himself down far enough and brought his leg into Rohars head knocking himforward. Dantis felt his hands release as he hit the ground, with one painful sounding crack he popped his hands back into place and ran forward, Rohar turned quickly toawrds him as Dantis slammed into the Werewolfs stomach try to tackle him. Rohar was pushed back his feet dragging against the ground leaving huge skid marks from his huge paws.
Dantis screamed angrily, Rohar grabbed him on the sides as he launched his fists into the Wolfs stomach trying to cause damage. Rohar growled angrily from the pain, Dantis felt his lift but he quickly pulled himself down with his own weight, launching forward he broke free of the Wolf grasp on his sides and rammed his entire shoulder into Rohar's stomach. Backing up only slightly he did it again, and again, and again pushing Rohar back with each blow. Around the sixth blow, Dantis felt a hard bony blow to his back, Rohar drove his elbow straight into his back knocking his straight to the ground. Dantis yelled in pain as he felt a large hand grabbed him by his arm, his body lifted into the air against his will, the blow stunning him, he felt himself smash the ground, his body lifted again and he was thrown through the air again smashing the ground on the other side. Dantis felt himself lift again, his body flew once more but this time Rohar released his arm tossing him bodily through the air, Dantis smashed the ground sliding to a halt ten feet away.
Dantis moaned angrily feeling the ground shake nearby, looking up Rohar was coming towards him and there was two of him at that. The Wolf was massively strong, stronger then Dantis could ever be, he would not win through a show of brute force, not this time. Dantis gripped large chunks of dirt in his hand as he pounded the ground in frustration. Rohar suddenly towered over him, ready to administer the last blow to end him, the Wolf raised his clawed hand to slashed Dantis out of this life, at the last second though Dantis brought his hand up and took the dirt with it, hitting Rohar straight in the eye with the dirt the Wolf howled angrily backing away rubbing at his eye's. Dantis jumped to his feet, launching into the air he brought his leg up and did the strongest flying front kick he could must striking the Wolf straight in the jaw. Rohar's body was lifted off the ground as a crack sounded from Dantis's leg, landing on the ground Dantis yelled in pain as the kick alone had broken his leg. Rohar slammed the ground and slid only a couple feet his massive size keeping him from going too far. Dantis knew he was done, there was no fighting Rohar and winning this night, the Wolf was too strong and he had underestimated Rohar's strength and ability. Rohar slowly shook his head regaining his feet slowly glaring at Dantis.
”This isn't over Wolf, I will be back and when I do, next time Ill make sure you die!”
Dantis got to his feet feeling the pain shoot through his leg, turning he quickly jumped high into the air and disappeared into the waning darkness of the night.
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Dantis recalled the memory as if it had happened only yesterday, that had been the very first defeat he had ever been dealt his entire life as a Vampire. Rohar was strong and lethal with his body and he had failed to see that before it was too late to do anything about it. It was almost funny how now they joked around like they had never been enemies before, but truth was they had been mortal enemies long before in what seemed like a whole other life. Dantis looked up silently as his brother Rohar trickled into their personal getaway, with a heavy slump the big lug went straight for his chair and fell into it practically letting the footrest go up.
”Your Werewolf friend okay Rohar? You were gone for a good while, you missed the contract meeting.”
”Yeah he was okay, the girl I think was more hurt then he was. I arrived at the meeting location but it was empty so I figured I had been late and you were already here. So did the human have an interesting contract for us? As much as I love this underground domicile, it would be nice one day if we could have separate rooms and also living underneath a crypt is rather depressing even for me... even one as remodeled as this one.”
Dantis down the rest of the wine in the glass and sighed heavily, this was going to be hard to explain and he already knew how Rohar would react. Dantis quickly poured himself another glass, the coming days were going to be hellish for them both.
”We got a new target... so please just hear me out before you say anything Rohar..”
Going after Dracula, nothing like getting into the spirit of a suicide missions. I can only hope he does not turn into a huge muscular bat like creature like in Van Helsing the movie lol
If that be the case, thank god I made Rohar a big hulking werewolf even though i have the sinking feeling it wont help ^^
If that be the case, thank god I made Rohar a big hulking werewolf even though i have the sinking feeling it wont help ^^
Double post
"I would be lieing to you if I said I wasn't use to the nauseating smell of cleaning supplies and multiple other chemicals in which humans use to cleanse themselves with to hide the dirt on their conscious. I guess in the long run I have been around too long in this world, some things change but most things stay the same."
Rohar looked up at the sky silently as he could see the sparkles of stars, sniffing silently his nose was still filled with the nauseating smell of chlorine and bleach. Hospitals... he hated being in them more then he hated being inside of a landfill, and that was a long story all on its own. Looking sideways the man was looking at him with questioning eye's, with another sniff Rohar got a good whiff of a rather familiar scent, he had not noticed it before amidst the blood and smell of burnt flesh and the human cleaning chemicals.
"I bet life was rather tough for you considering what you are, I did not notice it before, but now that were in the fresh air again your smell is unmistakable. If I had to guess I would say that you were cast from your pack soon as they found you had turned into something more then just a Wolf. Its sort of ironic isn't it? We as Werewolves often preach about family and blood, it being thicker then all else, yet one little thing can be more then enough to force you into exile."
Rohar laughed lowly to himself, not in a funny sort of way but more of a pitiful sort of way as he looked at the man. He did not know him but he felt like he had more in common with a stranger then he did most of his own kind. He had the same look one had when they had been alive too long and fate had not been so kind. That or maybe his brothers wisdom talk was addling his brain and making him feel like there was a connection when there wasn't one.
"My twin brothers a Vampire, so I know the feeling of your own kind turning on you better then most do. Its just ironic how that one little thing I mentioned can change everything. I use to know the feeling of running with hundreds of my kind, we hunted together, lived and died together, went through hell together... and in the end it all amounted to nothing, all because of one little thing... either way they are dead now and the past is the past. Forgive me I am old and the memories seem to haunt me more now then they used to, my brother Dantis often tells me to use my brain more then my brawn, but I find it easier to just not to think of the past. I don't want anything of you my brother, I just wished to know you were safe, even removed from my pack I still have a undieing need to ensure any of my kin remain safe. One of the things that never change.
Rohar turned his attention from the Werewolf and walked a short distance before stopping turning he looked back one more time knowing his kin was safe and sound and that was good enough for him. He could conclude his business and return to his brothers side now. He was relieved in a many ways.
"She is beautiful by the way, it is a pity that she had to come to harm, I don't know of what happened to her or you but I gather it involved that fleeing vampire whom appeared shortly before you did. I am not the smartest in the world, that is what my brother is for, but even someone like me even from such a short time can see your feelings for that woman... such a thing is not meant to last in my eye's... but I hope for you that it does, keep her safe brother, there is enough turmoil in this world. My name is Rohar, and know that if the need is greatest I will help you all you need do is ask."
Rohar jumped from the spot finishing talking and landed a short distance away with a thud, going into a full sprint he disappeared around a corner and was gone.
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"Your out of your damn mind old man, there is not enough money in this world to make me accept such an contract, I would not risk anything in the world for such a job."
Dantis sat silently within the rather furnished office of his associate, an older human male who looked like he had been through hell more then once, and seeming he was a retired hunter from the dark ages the guess probably wasn't that far off from the truth. Dantis face was in a rather half amused and half serious look as he started the old man down.
"Think about it Dantis, this is the opportunity of a life time, I am willing to offer you millions to do this one job. You and your brother would be set for hundreds of years to come, you could practically retire from the mercenary business and live secluded somewhere far away from others as you have always desired, safe from the horrors of this world.
"But at what cost? This is no simple job your offering me and my brother, it is a death sentence. We have taken down some of the worst of the worst in both the vampire and the werewolf cultures. We have fought side by side in two different wars involving both our kins, were decorated leaders on our respective sides... but not in a million years passed would I ever accept this mission even if it did give me the chance to leave this mercenary life style for good. This foe is beyond all others, this is true evil not just some murdering lunatic, or some new blood on a frenzy. An you better then anyone would know that... besides no one has even heard or seen him in years, for all anyone knows he is gone for good."
"Wishful thinking but my sources inform me that he is back, I can feel a darkness in the air Dantis, just like all the times before and I have a feeling its going to be worse this time for everyone. The blood moon is already nearing and with it brings a terrible omen, who better to end this threat once and for all then you and Rohar?"
Dantis stood up shaking his head, turning from the old man he refused to hear anymore of this crazy offer, walking to the door he placed his hand on the knob with the intention to leave but the next words spoke stopped him from leaving, rather froze him in his tracks.
"If money does not interest you alone, then how bout immortality for your brother?"
Dantis slowly turned his attention back to the man with questioning eye's, there was no lie or it seemed like no lie in the mans eye's.
"Lets face it Dantis, I have known you for a long time and Rohar is your Achilles heel its not hard to see. As much as it pains you, your brother is not immortal like you and one day will die like all his kind does if it be by natural causes or not. Seeming he refuses to become a vampire to spare him from that mortality, it is a reality you will face in time. Its not that you fear this contract for your own life, but rather for his. But I could offer you an alternative, a spell ancient like time itself that will give him lasting life just like a vampire without having to become one."
Dantis slowly returned to the chair against his better judgement and sat down silently looking hard at the old man, his face was contorted in subtle anger from the topic brought up. He did not like to think of the time when his brothers death would become a very real possibility. It was the only thing in this world that truly frightened him, knowing that when it came he would be alone and there was nothing he could do to change that.
"How?"
"The spell dates back to the beginning of time, it is the only know spell to be known this far into the civilized world. It can give whoever it is cast upon eternal life beyond life without ever becoming undead. Unfortunately it requires something, something that one can not so easily get to complete it. Long ago there was one man who became a vampire, it was said that he was the first vampire to ever exist, he was not bitten but he was turned by the devil himself, as punishment for sins he could not avoid, the ultimate sin. He drink from a well of evil that transformed him into the evil of all evil, and in doing so this spell became reality, the well of evil that transformed him is the same well that flows through his veins, the only known actual spring of everlasting life. His blood holds the key to true immortality."
"Blood, the spell requires his blood to work?"
Dantis stood up silently with a downtrodden look on his face, walking to the door he placed his hand on it intent to leave without saying a word, but his brothers face came into his mind. Images of him dead and buried seemed to play through as he swallowed a bit harder then intended.
"He is pure evil, it is said he can't die, that he has powers beyond that of any other vampire. He is eternal and no one alive has ever layed eye's upon him and lived to tell of it. I do not wish for my brother to die, and I would rather spend what time I have left with him as apposed to possibly losing him now, but in my heart I know that when that day comes I will die with him because there is nothing left in this world for me when he is gone."
Dantis closed his eye's and sighed heavily knowing what he was about to say would probably be the end of him and his brother, but the reward if they succeeded was beyond money and power, it was a chance to keep his brother with him for the rest of all time. Dantis turned and faced the old man with a grim but determined look.
"The money and the spell that is my fee, give me the power to keep my brother alive forever and money so we can leave this hell and live in peace and Ill do it... I will hunt down Dracula... and kill him."
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Rohar looked up at the sky silently as he could see the sparkles of stars, sniffing silently his nose was still filled with the nauseating smell of chlorine and bleach. Hospitals... he hated being in them more then he hated being inside of a landfill, and that was a long story all on its own. Looking sideways the man was looking at him with questioning eye's, with another sniff Rohar got a good whiff of a rather familiar scent, he had not noticed it before amidst the blood and smell of burnt flesh and the human cleaning chemicals.
"I bet life was rather tough for you considering what you are, I did not notice it before, but now that were in the fresh air again your smell is unmistakable. If I had to guess I would say that you were cast from your pack soon as they found you had turned into something more then just a Wolf. Its sort of ironic isn't it? We as Werewolves often preach about family and blood, it being thicker then all else, yet one little thing can be more then enough to force you into exile."
Rohar laughed lowly to himself, not in a funny sort of way but more of a pitiful sort of way as he looked at the man. He did not know him but he felt like he had more in common with a stranger then he did most of his own kind. He had the same look one had when they had been alive too long and fate had not been so kind. That or maybe his brothers wisdom talk was addling his brain and making him feel like there was a connection when there wasn't one.
"My twin brothers a Vampire, so I know the feeling of your own kind turning on you better then most do. Its just ironic how that one little thing I mentioned can change everything. I use to know the feeling of running with hundreds of my kind, we hunted together, lived and died together, went through hell together... and in the end it all amounted to nothing, all because of one little thing... either way they are dead now and the past is the past. Forgive me I am old and the memories seem to haunt me more now then they used to, my brother Dantis often tells me to use my brain more then my brawn, but I find it easier to just not to think of the past. I don't want anything of you my brother, I just wished to know you were safe, even removed from my pack I still have a undieing need to ensure any of my kin remain safe. One of the things that never change.
Rohar turned his attention from the Werewolf and walked a short distance before stopping turning he looked back one more time knowing his kin was safe and sound and that was good enough for him. He could conclude his business and return to his brothers side now. He was relieved in a many ways.
"She is beautiful by the way, it is a pity that she had to come to harm, I don't know of what happened to her or you but I gather it involved that fleeing vampire whom appeared shortly before you did. I am not the smartest in the world, that is what my brother is for, but even someone like me even from such a short time can see your feelings for that woman... such a thing is not meant to last in my eye's... but I hope for you that it does, keep her safe brother, there is enough turmoil in this world. My name is Rohar, and know that if the need is greatest I will help you all you need do is ask."
Rohar jumped from the spot finishing talking and landed a short distance away with a thud, going into a full sprint he disappeared around a corner and was gone.
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"Your out of your damn mind old man, there is not enough money in this world to make me accept such an contract, I would not risk anything in the world for such a job."
Dantis sat silently within the rather furnished office of his associate, an older human male who looked like he had been through hell more then once, and seeming he was a retired hunter from the dark ages the guess probably wasn't that far off from the truth. Dantis face was in a rather half amused and half serious look as he started the old man down.
"Think about it Dantis, this is the opportunity of a life time, I am willing to offer you millions to do this one job. You and your brother would be set for hundreds of years to come, you could practically retire from the mercenary business and live secluded somewhere far away from others as you have always desired, safe from the horrors of this world.
"But at what cost? This is no simple job your offering me and my brother, it is a death sentence. We have taken down some of the worst of the worst in both the vampire and the werewolf cultures. We have fought side by side in two different wars involving both our kins, were decorated leaders on our respective sides... but not in a million years passed would I ever accept this mission even if it did give me the chance to leave this mercenary life style for good. This foe is beyond all others, this is true evil not just some murdering lunatic, or some new blood on a frenzy. An you better then anyone would know that... besides no one has even heard or seen him in years, for all anyone knows he is gone for good."
"Wishful thinking but my sources inform me that he is back, I can feel a darkness in the air Dantis, just like all the times before and I have a feeling its going to be worse this time for everyone. The blood moon is already nearing and with it brings a terrible omen, who better to end this threat once and for all then you and Rohar?"
Dantis stood up shaking his head, turning from the old man he refused to hear anymore of this crazy offer, walking to the door he placed his hand on the knob with the intention to leave but the next words spoke stopped him from leaving, rather froze him in his tracks.
"If money does not interest you alone, then how bout immortality for your brother?"
Dantis slowly turned his attention back to the man with questioning eye's, there was no lie or it seemed like no lie in the mans eye's.
"Lets face it Dantis, I have known you for a long time and Rohar is your Achilles heel its not hard to see. As much as it pains you, your brother is not immortal like you and one day will die like all his kind does if it be by natural causes or not. Seeming he refuses to become a vampire to spare him from that mortality, it is a reality you will face in time. Its not that you fear this contract for your own life, but rather for his. But I could offer you an alternative, a spell ancient like time itself that will give him lasting life just like a vampire without having to become one."
Dantis slowly returned to the chair against his better judgement and sat down silently looking hard at the old man, his face was contorted in subtle anger from the topic brought up. He did not like to think of the time when his brothers death would become a very real possibility. It was the only thing in this world that truly frightened him, knowing that when it came he would be alone and there was nothing he could do to change that.
"How?"
"The spell dates back to the beginning of time, it is the only know spell to be known this far into the civilized world. It can give whoever it is cast upon eternal life beyond life without ever becoming undead. Unfortunately it requires something, something that one can not so easily get to complete it. Long ago there was one man who became a vampire, it was said that he was the first vampire to ever exist, he was not bitten but he was turned by the devil himself, as punishment for sins he could not avoid, the ultimate sin. He drink from a well of evil that transformed him into the evil of all evil, and in doing so this spell became reality, the well of evil that transformed him is the same well that flows through his veins, the only known actual spring of everlasting life. His blood holds the key to true immortality."
"Blood, the spell requires his blood to work?"
Dantis stood up silently with a downtrodden look on his face, walking to the door he placed his hand on it intent to leave without saying a word, but his brothers face came into his mind. Images of him dead and buried seemed to play through as he swallowed a bit harder then intended.
"He is pure evil, it is said he can't die, that he has powers beyond that of any other vampire. He is eternal and no one alive has ever layed eye's upon him and lived to tell of it. I do not wish for my brother to die, and I would rather spend what time I have left with him as apposed to possibly losing him now, but in my heart I know that when that day comes I will die with him because there is nothing left in this world for me when he is gone."
Dantis closed his eye's and sighed heavily knowing what he was about to say would probably be the end of him and his brother, but the reward if they succeeded was beyond money and power, it was a chance to keep his brother with him for the rest of all time. Dantis turned and faced the old man with a grim but determined look.
"The money and the spell that is my fee, give me the power to keep my brother alive forever and money so we can leave this hell and live in peace and Ill do it... I will hunt down Dracula... and kill him."
@Wick@blackpanther
Posting soon now that Ojos caught up with meh ^^
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