Alana pulled Stan toward the tent. They decided to work under the cover of night, and since Blood Night had only just begun, there wouldn't be as many people in the museum. Without warning Alana just walked into the tent. Stan followed behind, worried about what she might do. Before walking into the main part of the tent she stopped and turned to Stan with a sly grin.
"Watch in awe."
"What are you going to do?" Stan asked, worried. Alana turned back without a word. Stan noticed that glowing red cracks had begun to appear on her skin, and her eyes had become an even deeper red. Before Stan could react, she burst, a tall green creature appearing in her place. It reminded Stan of the vampire lord transformation from Skyrim's dawnguard add on, but with more bat like wings, longer, deadlier claws, horns adorning its head, and more royal robes. "Alana!?" The creature grinned for a moment, before lunging into the tent with a frightening shriek. The tent erupted in terrified screams as it's occupants, civilians and security guards alike, tore from the tent until it was empty. Stan just watched in amazement as the creature turned back into Alana, who looked at him as if expecting praise. "I've gotta admit that was fucking awesome." Alana smiled as Stan walked up and tried to open a case. "They're locked. Let's see if we can find the keys-." Alana brought down her elbow, shattering the glass on the case with ease. "Or we could do that." They spent the next 10 minutes working, Alana smashing the cases so they could grab the artifacts inside, before stuffing them into Stan's backpack.
"I believe that is everything." Alana said as she took a look around the tent.
"Good cause this thing is heavy." Stan said as he struggled to keep his backpack on. Alana blinked.
"People are coming."
"Well, that doesn't surprise me. A large green monster is bound to attract attention." Alana sighed. She grabbed Stan's arm. Everything became a blur, and before he knew it, they were back in Stan's room. In seconds, Stan was at a nearby trashcan, violently hacking up his breakfast.
"Do not worry, that always happens the first time." Alana assured as Stan sat up and wiped his mouth. Alana opened Stan's backpack and pulled out the contents, looking relieved to have them in her possession. Stan sat next to her as she handled them carefully.
"What are those?" Stan asked, pointing to some strange rings.
"It is a tradition in my family that the mother and father will make their children special rings." She stared at the rings and frowned. "Mine is missing."
"Alana, I promise you we cleared that tent out." The vampire sighed and picked up a wolf shaped ring.
"This belonged to my sister Maria, it allowed her to briefly control any being she chose." Alana smiled sadly. "I miss her." Stan saw the despair on her face, and started to fell sorry for her. She stared at a gargoyle shaped ring, and her face turned to rage. "It's his fault!" She snatched up the ring, looking as if she was about to explode in rage.
"Alana calm down!" Stan yelped, not liking the look on her eyes. He grabbed her arm.
"HE'S A TRAITOR!" Alana screamed, throwing Stan into the wall and dazing him. He was lucky his family wasn't home. "MY OWN BROTHER! HE BETRAYED US TO THOSE FILTHY, DISGUSTING, FLEA RIDDEN WEREWOLVES!"
"Alana." Stan whispered hoarsely. He gently laid his hand on her arm. The ring fell from her grasp as Alana fell to her knees. To Stan's sudden shock, the vampire broke down crying. Felling the need to do something, he cautiously hugged her. To his slight relief, the vampire returned the embrace, though she nearly cracked his spine. While she cried into his shoulder, Stan glanced at a book that had fallen among the relics. It showed a picture of an ominous castle, with its location underneath, a location Stan recognized.
"Alana, is that your castle?" The vampire turned to look at the book as well.
"Yes." She croaked.
"I know that place! It's in the lost forest!"
"Lost forest?" Alana repeated, confused.
"People get lost in there very easily." Suddenly, her face began to light up.
"It must be because of the spell father placed around the palace! It's designed to keep anyone not a part of the Bloodmoon clan away from the castle!" She jumped up and began to shove the artifacts back into Stan's backpack. When she was done, she grabbed Stan's hand and dragged him out the door. "We have to find it!"
"What about the enchantment!?" Stan asked.
"Father taught me and my siblings how to bring a mortal through in for feeding, don't worry!"