They stood around a fire chanting the old spell of the gods. Three women and two men each sliced a clean cut along their wrists and tilted rich thick blood into the fire. A rush of flames licked up into the air of the high raised cave. In the distance a girl screamed.
"It's time. Addison, Byrne, Corliss and Daralis begin the chant." the women spoke in a high deep voice a voice of a wise old woman.
They all began chanting at the same time as the old women whispered her own spell and placed a blood covered weed into small velvet bag.
The Screams became closer as a tall god like man entered the room pulling along a girl.
"Is it ready?!" He bellowed in a rough stressed voice.
"Yes master, just do what you need to do." She finished carrying over the velvet bag.
He pulled the girl over onto a rock slab. All the people around the fire now moved over to hold the girl to the rock slab.
"Let go of me! Who are you!?" she screamed struggling to get the people off her.
The tall man sat over the top of the girl and bent over till his lips barely touched her neck.
"Your father is an evil man princess and he has killed all my kind and you are going to be my consort." he smiled placing a kiss on her neck.
She gasped at how cold his lips were.
"Begin Witch." he said biting into her neck.
She screamed as the pain shot through her. Then to her surprise the pain left and became a hot desire. The people let go of her and stepped back to pull a lid off a concrete coffin. The princess wrapped her arms around the man and arched her body to his.
She began to feel weaker as the last of her blood was drained from her body. He retracted his teeth from her neck and whispered into her ear.
"I will no longer be the last vampire." he sat up, pulling the girl up with him. He cut his throat and lent her to him.
"Now drink child for in years to come we will both rise and become one with the new world."
She began to drink his freezing cold blood. Faster and faster until she had took all she needed. He laid her back gently as she slept.
"Okay so everything is right on time. Right now the King will be looking for her so we need to act quickly. Witch hand me the bag and then burry us quickly.
The King and his men are close. I can feel them." he finished picking up the princess and carrying her to the coffin.
By the king and his men made it to the cave, it was too late. There was no sign of anyone being in the cave.
"Dig now! We are not leaving until I find my daughter!" he barked the order to his army of men.
After hours of digging the ground of the cave; they found nothing. The king's daughter was gone for eternity her soul doomed to the fiery depths of hell.
"That's that then. My daughter is dead. Come we leave now." He said in a sad tone.
If only the king ordered the dig in the walls they could of found the princess but it would be to late because the princess was already beginning to change.
Time went by and still the two vampires lay asleep in the now eroded cave, waiting on the day when someone would stumble across them. Luckily for them there time had come. Three hundred and thirty four years later.
"There is no way in hell that you are going to get me across there." Hallie complained.
"Well it's either walk across here or stand there by yourself until dark." Keaton replied walking over a narrow man made bridge.
They had both planned a hike through the woods to get away from their nagging parents.
"This is so not funny Keaton!" she yelled after him. "Do this, do that, god do I ever get a rest?" she muttered to herself.
When she made it to the other side Keaton was nowhere to be seen. She wandered around looking for him getting very agitated.
"Come on Keaton! This isn't funny!"
"Hey come look at this!" Keaton yelled walking up a steep bank to reach his sister.
"What is it? You better not be playing some sick joke on me."
"No I'm serious it's weird. Its right down here." He finished side stepping down the bank.
Hallie slowly followed him down, moaning all the way to the bottom.
"You finished?" he asked looking annoyed at his sister.
"No but….wow what on earth is that?"
"I know right." He replied placing his hand on an oval shaped rock.
"It's like a giant egg." Hallie blurted out.
"Something is moving."
"I bet it's a prehistoric creature. Like a dinosaur." Hallie joked placing her hand on the rock to.
The sound of a fist knocked on the other side, gradually getting louder and louder.
Then a fist appeared from the rock. Part of the rock hit Keaton on the head and knocked him unconscious.
"Keaton! Wake up!" Hallie screamed shaking her brother.
"Now why is a beautiful young girl such as yourself, doing out here so far from civilization?" a tranquil voice asked.
"What did you….Oh my"
Hallie was bewildered by the man stood in front of her.
He was tall and muscular, with shoulder length brown hair. For some reason he was dressed in a warriors suit, all black and grey.
"Looks can be deceiving young one." He smiled walking towards Hallie.
The pulse in her neck became a somewhat a pain in Blains throat.
"My you smell nice."
He bent down to her as she stumbled onto the ground.
"Now you would be a very good start." He sneered at her.
"What…what do you mean?" she stuttered shoveling herself back from his piercing eyes.
He launched at and Hallie let out a shrilling scream as his teeth sank into her throat.