Prologue
In the northern parts of France (1889), where the sun barely shined a village lived in fear of the bloodsucking royalties that ruled with an iron fist. Every night they would shut their doors, and place salt on any entrance way hoping to ward off any evils that would want to enter their homes.
It was the red moon festival, and the townspeople had not heard nor seen any sighting of the ones who terrorize their village for almost a month now, so they had their celebration without any fear. The street markets closed down, and even the priest had closed the doors to his chapel, so he too could enjoy the festivities.
The late afternoon when the celebration had begun had played into the cloudy night, it seemed to always be a cloudy evening during the red moon festival, but that made the wait for the red moon even more exciting.
"Come children, sit over here where you can see the moon in it's full glory!" A school teacher yelled out to them. Most of them gathered, the only ones who didn't were the Crespelle boys.
The two of them lived alone with their father, to take care of the farm since they had to let workers go after their mother's death. The oldest son, Godfrey, suggested that they go sit over with the other students but his little brother insisted on staying with his father. That was Allan for him, never wanting to part from his brother's side, or his fathers. Especially now that his father has become somewhat of a sick old man.
"Look! The clouds from heaven are partying so we may feast our eyes on the great, Red Moon!" the priest cried out to the small gathering of villagers. The black sky began to clear, and the revealing of the Red Moon was upon them all.
Looking up in a daze they all cried out in a cheer. The Red Moon was a symbol of good harvest that year, and if did not rise or show all night then bad events would happen.
The festival went on with the entertainment of music, stilt walkers, and jokers all around. Paying tribute to only the happiness they had upon them this evening, non really paid any attention to the night sky.
At least not until a maiden cry out in fright. "Look there! The winged creatures of Hell!" Two figures swooped through the air, then towards the villagers passing each of them.
Panic had begun, and everyone tried to run every which way they would to avoid being attack. No one had come to any harm yet, but the winged creatures seemed to just gather them all in a circle. Once they were all crowded together the screams stopped, and the only thing that could be heard was the heavy breathing of the living.
The two winged creatures landed in front of the crowd, who at this time was too scared to even blink. The creatures changed into their "human" forms, one being a man the other a woman. The Villagers had known them as Sir Adam and Mistress Eve. They lived in a rather large castle just four miles out of the village territory.
"What do you want spawns of Satan?" The priest finally stepped forward. Eve gazed towards him, then moved towards him before he could even blink. "Pathetic little human, do not call us spawns of Satan when you have not known our lives. We kill because we have to, we survive just as you do." She licked the side of his face.
"It is nature."
The priest took out a crucifix and placed it in front of the vampire. She laughed, and so did Adam. " Please, we were there when your savior died. It did not bother us then it sure wouldn't now." The two vampires laughed, and the priest began to sweat.
"Don't look so frighten my good man." Adam said coming towards his wife. "We are not here to harm anyone, we came here for family." They looked at each other, not just Adam and his wife but the large crowd as well.
"You have family here? Who?" Jonathon the local blacksmith, cried out the questions everyone was wondering in their heads. Eve looked down, as if she was in grief of something.
She was.
"No one, yet. We want to have a child that will be ours, one that will have our throne over out people once we have gone from this world."Adam took Eve's hand. He knew his wife was in pain, because she had once a child that had died long ago. It was time for the two of them, especially when they were so young, they still are you but only in beauty not in age. All they wanted was to raise a family but when their families saw the baby, they had it killed because it had been poisoned by a snake when it was still in Eve's womb.
"I want a boy, one to call my own. Who here will be our son, to live forever and see the glories of the world?" No spoke. They were all too afraid that if one member was to be with them forever then they would kill the rest of the family.
Adam grew impatient, and Eve almost cried. In fact she did, just a little. Blood ran down from her eye, and she wiped it away from her as though it were a tear.
"You cannot have any of out children you bastards! If you were to take them, then they would not be your own!" The school teacher yelled out to them.
Adam spoke to her, and the crowd that was now more than ever loathing them. "We would treat the child with nothing but love. Give them whatever they desired, and yearned for." He glared towards them all.
Godfrey Crespelle was in the crowd as well with his father and younger brother. He looked at them than glanced back to the two vampires that stood in front everyone. He knew that if no one would speak up, than the whole village would pay a heavy price.
He gave a small kiss to his brother and to his father. "Don't worry about me, I know what I must do." Before his family could stop him, Godfrey was in view of Adam and Eve. "Take me, and spare everyone else." He said, almost proudly and without fear.
"Godfrey, DON'T!" His brother cried out. Allan ran out towards Godfrey and hugged him. "I don't want you to go. You promised you would stay with father and I, what about that!" Allan was upset, and so was Godfrey.
"Allan, listen to me. I did say that, I know. But sacrafices must be made in order to survive. Look at it this way, I'll be able to watch over you, like an angel. I don't want to do this but I must to protect you father from all the other bad things."
The two of them looked at each other. Allan was in tears, and Godfrey just stood there. "Goodbye, I love you. Take care of father for me, even when he gets worse in his old age."
Allan walked back to his father.
"Such a big choice, you have no idea what this means to us." Eve wrapped him in her arms, and with a blink of an eye they were gone into the night sky.
On that night they returned home, to the castle were they lived. "Are you ready, Godfrey?" He nodded at Adam. "I am...father." Adam looked up towards Eve. Each took one of his wrist, and extracted their teeth. Eve looked down on her knew son, "Goodnight Godfrey, my little prince..."