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Steve Leonard, or known as Steve Leopard, sneered as he was journeying through the mountians, thinking about his friend that betrayed him... Darren Shan. Stupid Darren was turned into a vampire... not him. Anger and jelousy bubbled under his skin whenever he thought of him. Steve was now compelled to become a vampire hunter, and kill off Darren for becoming what he want to be, a creature of the night.
Steve was starting to get tried. Lugging a ten pound backpack full of vampire hunting supplies, and food for nearly fifty miles would tire anyone. He walked into a large cavern, and put his bag down next to a coffin. The coffin's color was the color of flame, and in the lighting of the cavern, it looked almost blood red. Steve pushed the lid open, and puffs of thick dust poofed out into his face, that smelled rancid, almost like burnt flesh. The urge to get into the coffin was great, like fate was compelling him to do so.
Steve stepped into the coffin, and sat in the coffin for a moment. As soon as he layed down in the coffin, the lid slid to cover the coffin. Steve started to beat upon the cover, and yell. Flames started to lick his body, attempting to incinerate him. Steve only felt the heat of the flames, he did not feel any burning sensations or pain. It was weird. Weren't human's comustable? The flames finally died down.
Steve pushed the lid off of the coffin, and sat up. He blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, he came face to face with many purple faced creatures of the night. They store at him in disbelief, and started to bow before Steve.
"Um... what's up? Why are you bowing before me like a god or something?" Steve asked.
"You are our Lord, the one who has come out of the Coffin of Flame, unharmed!" said one of the purple faced, red eyed worshipers.
"Lord... hmm... I like the sound of that." Steve thought to himself.
"May we ask what the name of our Lord is?" said another purple face.
Steve hesitiated, and then told them, "I am Leopard."
"Well, Leopard. You are now Lord of the Vampaneze."
"What's a vampaneze?"
The vampaneze laughed, and the told Steve, "The vampaneze are the cousin's of the vampires, who drain the blood of the day dwellers."
Steve grinned. They continued, "We were awaiting your arrival. To bring the vampires down, and kill them."
Steve was beginnig to like this, and let his new followers take him into the forest for training. He would have to wait until he could be blooded, but he didn't care, finally, he was going to be able to kill off Darren Shan, once and for all, as the Lord of the Vampaneze.
Steve Leonard, or known as Steve Leopard, sneered as he was journeying through the mountians, thinking about his friend that betrayed him... Darren Shan. Stupid Darren was turned into a vampire... not him. Anger and jelousy bubbled under his skin whenever he thought of him. Steve was now compelled to become a vampire hunter, and kill off Darren for becoming what he want to be, a creature of the night.
Steve was starting to get tried. Lugging a ten pound backpack full of vampire hunting supplies, and food for nearly fifty miles would tire anyone. He walked into a large cavern, and put his bag down next to a coffin. The coffin's color was the color of flame, and in the lighting of the cavern, it looked almost blood red. Steve pushed the lid open, and puffs of thick dust poofed out into his face, that smelled rancid, almost like burnt flesh. The urge to get into the coffin was great, like fate was compelling him to do so.
Steve stepped into the coffin, and sat in the coffin for a moment. As soon as he layed down in the coffin, the lid slid to cover the coffin. Steve started to beat upon the cover, and yell. Flames started to lick his body, attempting to incinerate him. Steve only felt the heat of the flames, he did not feel any burning sensations or pain. It was weird. Weren't human's comustable? The flames finally died down.
Steve pushed the lid off of the coffin, and sat up. He blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, he came face to face with many purple faced creatures of the night. They store at him in disbelief, and started to bow before Steve.
"Um... what's up? Why are you bowing before me like a god or something?" Steve asked.
"You are our Lord, the one who has come out of the Coffin of Flame, unharmed!" said one of the purple faced, red eyed worshipers.
"Lord... hmm... I like the sound of that." Steve thought to himself.
"May we ask what the name of our Lord is?" said another purple face.
Steve hesitiated, and then told them, "I am Leopard."
"Well, Leopard. You are now Lord of the Vampaneze."
"What's a vampaneze?"
The vampaneze laughed, and the told Steve, "The vampaneze are the cousin's of the vampires, who drain the blood of the day dwellers."
Steve grinned. They continued, "We were awaiting your arrival. To bring the vampires down, and kill them."
Steve was beginnig to like this, and let his new followers take him into the forest for training. He would have to wait until he could be blooded, but he didn't care, finally, he was going to be able to kill off Darren Shan, once and for all, as the Lord of the Vampaneze.