The Plague - Prologue nº1 - Pierre DuNoir

Paris, France, 1338

I ran through the cold night, wind flowing through my hair. I could hear the yells from the shopkeeper. In my hand, I held the loaf of bread that I had managed to steal before I got caught. This was usually my nightly routine, every single day, a life of thievery and mischief. But that night, I met Father Alexandre. With my pursuers on my tail, I was in dire need of shelter. Among, the confusing Parisian streets I found a church, a small one. I opened the large doors and crouched in a dark corner, resting my tired limbs. There I heard a soft, gentle voice.

Alexandre: - holding a candle - Hello? Who is there?

I gasped, in horror as I knew I had been discovered. I just stood up, accepting my fate.

Alexandre: - acknowledging me - Oh, hello my boy! What brings you to the Home of God? I am Father Alexandre, pleased to meet you…

Pierre: - stuttering - I am Pierre… Pierre DuNoir. I thought I could use stay here for a while, so I can hide…

Alexandre: - warmly - Welcome Pierre, everyone is welcome here… But, if I may… hide from who?

I just showed him the loaf I carried, accepting a scolding from the caring priest.

Alexandre: Oh my! I find it unbelievable, how can our society leave such poor children, alone, forced to steal to survive… - smiling at me - Come, I will fix you some warm soup, just trust me alright?

I just nodded silently, that night where I met the man I learned to call my father.

10 years later… Paris, France, June 1348

Night fell, as I made my way back to my home, that church were I met Father Alexandre. I entered through the roof, remaining unseen.

Pierre: Good evening, Alexandre! How was your day?

Alexandre: As usual… No one seems to come here anymore… They all prefer St. Dennis's Abbey…

Pierre: Typical… So have you heard about the rumours lately?

Alexandre: Rumours? What rumours?

Pierre: Everyone's saying that people are getting strangely ill… As if something was controlling them…

Alexandre: - frowning - … Can't say that I have…

Pierre: Fine, just checking… I'll go get some sleep… see you tomorrow…

The following morning…

Pierre: - heading to the back window - Well I'm off… See you later…

Alexandre: - sighing - How many times have I told you… Why do you keep stealing? It's not right…

Pierre: What can I say… It's a way of life… - leaves -

Alexandre: - sighs, smiling - Pitiful youth…

I walked through a narrow street, when I noticed someone walking towards me. As he neared closer, I gasped in horror. It was a man, but he looked all but human. His skin was an unhealthy pale grey, and his eyes… his eyes, seemed to be on the verge of decaying.

He seemed blind, however, he somehow managed to feel my presence, smelling me no doubt… Staring I noticed the twisted smirk covering his face, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed towards me, with haste.

I knew, I had to run, so I climbed the wall and headed, through the roofs, back to church, my safe haven.

Pierre: - entering the window, hurriedly - Father!

Alexandre: What?! What's wrong?!

Pierre: Doom's Day is upon us! The dead are rising! We must flee! Quick…

Suddenly, we heard, a window crashing, and from the attic, came the same creature from before, his rotting gaze, fixed on me. It seemed, once he "caught your smell", he won't rest until he finds you. He lunged at me, with incredible speed. I knew the end was inevitable, but, Father Alexandre, grabbed the crucifix, around his neck and, revealed, a silver blade, and thrusted it deep into the monster's heart, ending it.

Alexandre: - tiredly - I thought… How could…

Pierre: What's happening, Father?!

Alexandre: We must escape this place… It's not safe… Come, I'll explain it on our way…

Pierre: On our way to where?

Alexandre: We're heading for Prusse…

Since our departure, Alexandre explained everything to me… The dead weren't returning, they were humans, who had been possessed by demons. Alexandre told me about the Holy Sword Order, created a century ago, where the first outbreak began. We had a long, two month journey… Our destination? Dresden, were the order's headquarters is located. Alexandre, explained, that I had the potential, to be a fine member, since he was too old to continue the battle.

My new life began, my long journey started...

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