Day 2: The Vampire is a what?
D woke refreshed. The sun had just risen above the horizon. He sat up and glanced at the old clock on the wall. It read 6:15. He got up from the bed and opened the door. He peeked into the hallway, which was slowly filling with light. He eased out of the room, off in search of the bathroom. About five minutes later, he finally found it. For a house so small, the bathroom was unusually hard to find.
In the bathroom, he found a washcloth and a towel. On the washcloth was a piece of paper with his name on it. So, he figured that it was for him. Since he was up and not busy, he decided to take a shower. In the shower, he let the water run over him for a while. The warm water felt nice and soothing on his skin.
Several minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, holding his towel around him in one hand, and his clothes in the other hand. Quickly, he made his way to his room to get dressed.
By the time he was clothed and his long hair dry, it was almost 7:30. Just then, he heard a bit of clatter from the kitchen, and figured Sadie was up. He decided to go downstairs.
Downstairs, he found Sadie cooking breakfast. It smelled good. He didn't want to seem rude by just sitting down and waiting to be fed, so, he decided to say something.
"Good morning," he called out.
She turned around and greeted him with a big smile.
"Good morning to you. I see you found your towel and washcloth. You can sit down.
Breakfast is almost ready."
He sat down. A little bored, he examined the kitchen. Like the rest of the house, it was small. There was a refrigerator, a stove, some cabinets, and the table of course. The curtains over the window were a simple, but pleasant shade of green.
Sadie came over to the table with two plates and sat down. They ate in silence. D preferred the quiet. He usually kept to himself anyway, and when he did speak, he didn't want to engage in idle talk.
When they were done eating, D offered to help with the dishes, but Sadie wouldn't let him help. She said he was her guest and didn't need to help. Not wanting to argue, D went outside to check on his horse.
Sadie soon came outside, ready to do the chores. D, again, offered to help. Reluctantly, she let him. There were quite a bit to do, but nothing D couldn't handle. The horses, sheep, and dogs needed to be fed. The stable needed to be cleaned and re-hayed. The chickens needed to be tended to, and other chores of a farm kind of nature.
They were done about noon. And went inside to rest. Sadie brought out some iced tea. They both drank it down greedily. A few minutes later, D spoke up.
"So, before I go after the vampire, what can you tell me about him?"
"Well, two nights ago, I was coming home from town late. The road to my house is dark and usually uninhibited. My horse got spooked by something, and reared up. Some of the stuff in the wagon fell out, so I went to go pick it up. Before I could get back on my horse, someone grabbed me. I immediately realized it was the count who had me. I was really scared. The count said something about how I reminded them of when they were young. Kept going on about some stupid stuff. Then, she bit me."
"Wait…did you say 'she'?"
"Yeah. I think it's weird, too. Not every day a girl gets bitten by a female vampire. Heck, not every day a girl gets bitten in general. I honestly don't think the Count, or I guess Countess has any type of 'gay' intentions for me, though. She said something about wanting an heir to her throne, or something like that."
"Alright, what is her name again?"
"Count Rayon. Count Ella Rayon."
"Where does this Count Ella Rayon live?"
"Um…she lives in a huge castle about a 10 miles east of my place. Do all vampires live in huge castles, because it sure seems like it."
"No. Most tend to live within the towns. Only a few, generally the worst ones, live in castles, with a few exceptions, of course."
He added that last part, since his father lived in an immense castle. He never actually recalled seeing his father do anything terrible, so he felt it wrong to say just the worst ones lived in castles.
"Oh, whatever," Sadie replied. "Oh yeah, word around town is that she has a lot of werewolves under he command."
"That's normal."
"Really? Interesting. I also heard that her castle is filled with a lot of gross creatures and deadly booby-traps. Some men in the village have tried to invade her castle. For bragging purposes, I guess. Most don't come back, but a few get lucky. They tell tales about what they've seen. Some things they tell, though, are hard to believe.
"I could imagine. Do you know how old she is?"
"Not really. Some say she's over 3000 years old. Some say a bit older, some, a bit younger. No one really knows for sure, though."
They continued to talk into the evening. Mostly about things not concerned with vampires. Neither noticed the time, until Sadie looked up.
"Oh my, it's 6:40. We've been talking for a long time. I better go get dinner started."
D was almost glad when she left. Sadie had been doing most of the talking, and he was getting a bit tired of listening.
By the time they were done eating dinner, they really didn't have anything else to talk about. So about 8:00, they retired to their rooms. In his room, D sat and pondered about the vampire. He'd never know a vampires to bite another female. At least not give one a 'kiss'. Nor had he heard of any vampire wanting a human as an heir. He began to realize that maybe this wasn't going to be the usual assignment.
Tired of thinking, D climbed into bed and stared up at the ceiling. He wasn't sure when, but he eventually drifted off to sleep.
"He sure is knowledgeable about vampires."
"Of course he is. He's been doing this for the vast majority of his life."
"He's also very quite."
"Not surprising."
"He looks pretty young."
"Looks can be deceiving, dear. He's over 11,000 years old."
"WOW! Really? How is that possible?"
"He's a dhampire."
"A vampire-human spawn?"
"Indeed."
"Could he possibly defeat you?"
"I'm sure he could, but I highly doubt he would. Once he sees me, he won't be able to
harm me. And once I've defeated him, you and I will both have our rewards."
"Oh Ella, you're a genius."
D woke refreshed. The sun had just risen above the horizon. He sat up and glanced at the old clock on the wall. It read 6:15. He got up from the bed and opened the door. He peeked into the hallway, which was slowly filling with light. He eased out of the room, off in search of the bathroom. About five minutes later, he finally found it. For a house so small, the bathroom was unusually hard to find.
In the bathroom, he found a washcloth and a towel. On the washcloth was a piece of paper with his name on it. So, he figured that it was for him. Since he was up and not busy, he decided to take a shower. In the shower, he let the water run over him for a while. The warm water felt nice and soothing on his skin.
Several minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom, holding his towel around him in one hand, and his clothes in the other hand. Quickly, he made his way to his room to get dressed.
By the time he was clothed and his long hair dry, it was almost 7:30. Just then, he heard a bit of clatter from the kitchen, and figured Sadie was up. He decided to go downstairs.
Downstairs, he found Sadie cooking breakfast. It smelled good. He didn't want to seem rude by just sitting down and waiting to be fed, so, he decided to say something.
"Good morning," he called out.
She turned around and greeted him with a big smile.
"Good morning to you. I see you found your towel and washcloth. You can sit down.
Breakfast is almost ready."
He sat down. A little bored, he examined the kitchen. Like the rest of the house, it was small. There was a refrigerator, a stove, some cabinets, and the table of course. The curtains over the window were a simple, but pleasant shade of green.
Sadie came over to the table with two plates and sat down. They ate in silence. D preferred the quiet. He usually kept to himself anyway, and when he did speak, he didn't want to engage in idle talk.
When they were done eating, D offered to help with the dishes, but Sadie wouldn't let him help. She said he was her guest and didn't need to help. Not wanting to argue, D went outside to check on his horse.
Sadie soon came outside, ready to do the chores. D, again, offered to help. Reluctantly, she let him. There were quite a bit to do, but nothing D couldn't handle. The horses, sheep, and dogs needed to be fed. The stable needed to be cleaned and re-hayed. The chickens needed to be tended to, and other chores of a farm kind of nature.
They were done about noon. And went inside to rest. Sadie brought out some iced tea. They both drank it down greedily. A few minutes later, D spoke up.
"So, before I go after the vampire, what can you tell me about him?"
"Well, two nights ago, I was coming home from town late. The road to my house is dark and usually uninhibited. My horse got spooked by something, and reared up. Some of the stuff in the wagon fell out, so I went to go pick it up. Before I could get back on my horse, someone grabbed me. I immediately realized it was the count who had me. I was really scared. The count said something about how I reminded them of when they were young. Kept going on about some stupid stuff. Then, she bit me."
"Wait…did you say 'she'?"
"Yeah. I think it's weird, too. Not every day a girl gets bitten by a female vampire. Heck, not every day a girl gets bitten in general. I honestly don't think the Count, or I guess Countess has any type of 'gay' intentions for me, though. She said something about wanting an heir to her throne, or something like that."
"Alright, what is her name again?"
"Count Rayon. Count Ella Rayon."
"Where does this Count Ella Rayon live?"
"Um…she lives in a huge castle about a 10 miles east of my place. Do all vampires live in huge castles, because it sure seems like it."
"No. Most tend to live within the towns. Only a few, generally the worst ones, live in castles, with a few exceptions, of course."
He added that last part, since his father lived in an immense castle. He never actually recalled seeing his father do anything terrible, so he felt it wrong to say just the worst ones lived in castles.
"Oh, whatever," Sadie replied. "Oh yeah, word around town is that she has a lot of werewolves under he command."
"That's normal."
"Really? Interesting. I also heard that her castle is filled with a lot of gross creatures and deadly booby-traps. Some men in the village have tried to invade her castle. For bragging purposes, I guess. Most don't come back, but a few get lucky. They tell tales about what they've seen. Some things they tell, though, are hard to believe.
"I could imagine. Do you know how old she is?"
"Not really. Some say she's over 3000 years old. Some say a bit older, some, a bit younger. No one really knows for sure, though."
They continued to talk into the evening. Mostly about things not concerned with vampires. Neither noticed the time, until Sadie looked up.
"Oh my, it's 6:40. We've been talking for a long time. I better go get dinner started."
D was almost glad when she left. Sadie had been doing most of the talking, and he was getting a bit tired of listening.
By the time they were done eating dinner, they really didn't have anything else to talk about. So about 8:00, they retired to their rooms. In his room, D sat and pondered about the vampire. He'd never know a vampires to bite another female. At least not give one a 'kiss'. Nor had he heard of any vampire wanting a human as an heir. He began to realize that maybe this wasn't going to be the usual assignment.
Tired of thinking, D climbed into bed and stared up at the ceiling. He wasn't sure when, but he eventually drifted off to sleep.
"He sure is knowledgeable about vampires."
"Of course he is. He's been doing this for the vast majority of his life."
"He's also very quite."
"Not surprising."
"He looks pretty young."
"Looks can be deceiving, dear. He's over 11,000 years old."
"WOW! Really? How is that possible?"
"He's a dhampire."
"A vampire-human spawn?"
"Indeed."
"Could he possibly defeat you?"
"I'm sure he could, but I highly doubt he would. Once he sees me, he won't be able to
harm me. And once I've defeated him, you and I will both have our rewards."
"Oh Ella, you're a genius."