It was around midnight and the moon was full, not just full but blood red. What once was an old warehouse down by the harbor was now a lair, adorned with many candles and deep crimson curtains and draperies. It was there that beings of darkness and night converged, where demons of all races, shapes, and sizes met in anticipation of that night's events. As if on cue the doors of the warehouse swung open and a procession of vampires marched through the parted crowd, the one at the front of the line carrying a wooden box. They placed the boxes in front of a propped up open coffin. Inside it were bones, laid out perfectly to take form of a human like skeleton.
"Tonight, is the night of resurrection! Tonight our master will be reborn anew!" a vampire called out as the crowd roared. "Two years ago our dear master was smited, destroyed by a bunch of goody goody sniveling little girls, but you see times have changed. What once was good and pure is now gone! Tainted! And those little brats have disbanded. It is the perfect time to bring the master back to finish the Armageddon he started!"
Once again the crowd roared, howled. At this the vampire opened the wooden box, revealing an elaborately detailed glass flask, filled with a red liquid, blood. He held it in the air so everyone could see then turned back toward the coffin.
"Here's to hell on earth...." he smirked and opened the flask, splashing the blood all over the bones.
The crowd grew quiet, still. At first nothing happened, but then the coffin began to shake. As the bones soaked up the blood they began to generate tissue and muscle. Slowly the bones were covered and connected by flesh and the body began to take human shape. Soon pale skin covered the flesh and dark long black hair sprouted from the roots of the head. When the body took its full and final form, clothes appeared to cover his muscular body. The crowd gasped in awe, waiting for him to finally awaken. It was a few long moments before he finally opened his eyes, his dark black eyes, and looked out upon his faithful servants. At that moment they all bowed simultaneously.
"Welcome back to the land of the living master..." the vampire looked up at him and smiled.
"How long have I been in my eternal slumber?" he spoke in a deep quiet voice.
"Two years my lord."
"And what news do you have for me?"
"It seems the sailor brats are no more, so saddened and heart broken of the death of their dearest leader." he put his hand to his head in mocking despair.
"I see, heh, they've made this far to easy for me...and what of my lovely goddess?"
"Probably still longing for you my lord. She loved you once, I'm sure her heart still beats for you."
The master smirked and stepped from his coffin. The crowd was still kneeling before him. He looked out at them, smiling, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Come! It's a full moon! The night is young and the flesh is ripe, lets celebrate my homecoming shall we?"
The crowd jumped up and roared, hooted and hollered. It was the most demonic, horrific sound and it echoed out into the night, cutting through the silence.
Mina jolted up in her bed, small beads of sweat covering her face. She gasped and brushed her hair from her face. She looked over toward the window, the sounds outside just now dying down. She pulled the blankets up close to her chest, a sudden chill running down her spine.
"Mina?" Artimis yawned, rubbing his eyes with his paw , "What's the matter?"
"Nothing..." she smiled faintly and stroked his head "...just go back to sleep."
Mina waited until he closed his eyes before laying back down, her back to him. A very bad feeling suddenly overcame her. She clutched her pillow, unable to stop shivering.