Ch.1 Prologue
The legend goes like this...
In the beginning it was peaceful and there was no trouble, that all changed that one fateful day.
Sebastian was out in the fields working when he noticed a change in the sky. At first there was only a little bit of darkness in the sky, so he passed it off as a soon to be storm, and went back to work.
That was his mistake.
It got darker in only a few moments and he began to grow worried.
'What was going on?' he thought to himself.
That was when they appeared. It was only one at first but then more and more came. He started to run, but didn't get very far before he was surrounded. At first it appeared to be a bunch of birds, but then it turned into something he'd never seen before.
He watched horrified as the creatures turned into pale inhuman beings.
They started to move in closer on him and he tried to scream, but before he could one attacked him.
It pinned him down and bit into his neck.
He could feel his life being drained out of him.
His last words were,
"What are you?"
"We are the end of your time, we are the dark brothers, we are vampir."
Then the last drop of his life was taken away and he fell into a pit of darkness.
What seemed like hours later Sebastian awoke, but he knew he was not really alive.
He was one of the undead or at least that's what he told himself.
Then one thought popped into his mind as he ran towards his home.
'Alichette, Elizabeth, please be safe.'
When he got there he was in grief.
His home was no longer there, it was burned to the ground with no sight of his wife or child present.
"Alichette..." He called, but there was no answer.
'No!' he thought as he sank to the ground on his knees.
'I will have my revenge.' he thought as he got up and took off.
2 centuries later
Sebastian was now in the village listening as his friend, Rowland, told his tale over again.
He never got the hang of hearing it, since after two centuries he still had yet to find any trace of the brothers who had turned him into what we was now, a vampire.
Rowland too was infected by the vampire's kiss. That was how they had come to know one another.
About a century and a half ago he was out in the woods, on what he thought was a trace to the vampirs, when all of a sudden he came upon a child no more than sixteen summers. He was lying in the middle of the woods with what seemed to be some sort of liquid pooling around him.
When Sebastian got closer he realized what it was.
The boy's blood.
He stepped closer still and examined where it was coming from on the child.
Just as he had anticipated, it was on his neck.
There we two puncture wounds on the right side of his neck.
He picked the boy up and carried him out of the woods towards the small hut he was now occupying.
Once inside he set the boy down on his cot and went to make sure the area was safe.
He knew that by the next sunset the boy would wake undead.
There was nothing he could do.
Ever since that day he had taken the boy under his wing and cared for him like his own, just like he would've done for Elizabeth if only he had had the chance.
At the sound of applause he knew the tale was over for now and that they had enough money to rent a room for the night.
As the crowd dispersed he walked up to his old friend.
"Pay went good today." Rowland said to him.
"Yes, tonight we shall have a safe place to sleep, without worry of attack." He said.
Without another word the two men went upstairs and into the room they had purchased for the night.
On one side was a small cot with a table and fire lit candle, on the other side was another cot and a chair facing the window.
Sebastian went to the side with the window and set his stuff down on the bed.
He turned to his friend and said,
"It is best we rest now and regain our strength for in the morn we have a long journey ahead us."
"Aye, we will have to go before the sun rises so that we have a good head start."
That's what Sebastian always liked about the boy. He was quick to understand.
"Goodnight Rowland."
"Goodnight, old friend." He replied.