Vancha threw himself downstairs, roaring and pushed the two vampaneze
downstairs to find two more, ready and waiting. One by one we jumped down
the stairs. Once we were all assembled, we realised that the odds were
against us. Two vampire warriors and four highly inexperienced half
vampires against four highly trained Vampaneze killers.
They wasted no time Larten and Vancha were dressed, weapons in hand, but Gavner, Seba and Paris were unarmed. Arra was wearing only a nightdress and robe. The Vampaneze, were so surprised that we were going to be so easy to defeat, that they forgot that two of us were armed.
A throwing star embedded itself in a Vampaneze's shoulder and he roared in pain. The sound made everyone regain their awareness. Arra jumped over the bar and pulled two bottles of wine from a rack. She smashed them over the side and was left holding two very lethal bits of glass. Gavner followed suit. I threw a knife straight in the stomach of one of the vampaneze and he doubled over, screaming. Paris and a vampaneze were over at one side of the bar, slashing out at each other. Paris ran and jumped onto the indoor balcony, there was more room to fight, and the vampaneze followed.
Gavner and Arra were duelling the other vampaneze and Seba had disappeared. Vancha was making a swift end to the two injured vampaneze. Larten got on top of the bar and jumped on to the balcony with Paris.
He slashed out with his sword, synchronising his blows with Paris. Then the Vampaneze punched Paris, who fell off the balcony, landing flat out on the floor. Larten was alone with the vampaneze. Acting quicker then Larten could have imagined the Vampaneze stabbed him in the stomach. Larten fell over the balcony, landing face down, bleeding freely.
Seba reappeared, roared, and jumped from the floor to the balcony and began furiously duelling the Vampaneze. In a roar of fury, Seba beheaded the Vampaneze and impaled his body on the wall with his broadsword. He then shouted at Arra and Gavner to move, they jumped sideways and Seba jumped from the balcony, a knife in his hand, and made a brutal end to the last Vampaneze warrior.
Everyone ran to Larten, Paris and Seba in the lead. Paris was first to see the horrifying amount of damage Larten sustained. Paris grabbed the muscle in Lartens stomach, which had been sliced by the sword, and Seba rubbed the healing saliva of the vampires into it. The muscle started to repair. They did the same for the skin which was torn. Larten had stopped breathing. Then they realised the pool of blood they were kneeling in. Seba tried to jump start his heart again. It started to beat, very slowly. Larten coughed up more blood, he wasn't getting any air in his lungs.
Paris was trying to heal Larten as much as possible, Seba was working furiously at his heart and Gavner and Vancha were whispering words of praise and encouragement to Larten. Arra took a deep breath and signalled everyone to get out of the way. They shot back. Arra placed her lips over Larten's and blew as much air in as she could. His lungs inflated. She jumped back to find Larten breathing again. He worked his lungs as slowly as he could, testing them, before breathing normally again.
Seba carried Larten upstairs and placed him on his bed. Seba breathed the knockout gas of the vampires over Larten's face then sat in a chair in the corner of the room.
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Arra had never been so scared. When she put her lips over Larten's he was so cold. She thought he was dead. She was now the one in the chair in the room. Larten was waking up. She sat on his bed and stroked his forehead softly.
"Don't worry, its me Arra." She said softly
He started to sit up, he was sweating hard. "Paris where are you?" he asked to no one. He still thought he was in the fight. Then he saw Arra. "Lay down," she said, "you lost a lot of blood. You need rest." He ignored her and touched her cheek. "You're cold," he remarked softly. "Lar-" he cut her off by putting his finger to her lips. He put his hand at the back of her head and slowly pulled her closer to him. He stood up twirling her in his direction as he did so, he put his free hand around her waist, the other hand still behind her head and drew her closer. He kissed her softly and they broke apart. Then, she went towards him and they kissed again, more passionately. The door blasted open. "Ok Arra, I'm here to watch over –" Paris started, then stopped. "Excuse me." He said quickly and stepped swiftly out of the door. Larten and Arra could do nothing but grin for the rest of the day. "I knew sparks would fly!" Paris whispered to himself, then rushed downstairs to spread the word to others.
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They wasted no time Larten and Vancha were dressed, weapons in hand, but Gavner, Seba and Paris were unarmed. Arra was wearing only a nightdress and robe. The Vampaneze, were so surprised that we were going to be so easy to defeat, that they forgot that two of us were armed.
A throwing star embedded itself in a Vampaneze's shoulder and he roared in pain. The sound made everyone regain their awareness. Arra jumped over the bar and pulled two bottles of wine from a rack. She smashed them over the side and was left holding two very lethal bits of glass. Gavner followed suit. I threw a knife straight in the stomach of one of the vampaneze and he doubled over, screaming. Paris and a vampaneze were over at one side of the bar, slashing out at each other. Paris ran and jumped onto the indoor balcony, there was more room to fight, and the vampaneze followed.
Gavner and Arra were duelling the other vampaneze and Seba had disappeared. Vancha was making a swift end to the two injured vampaneze. Larten got on top of the bar and jumped on to the balcony with Paris.
He slashed out with his sword, synchronising his blows with Paris. Then the Vampaneze punched Paris, who fell off the balcony, landing flat out on the floor. Larten was alone with the vampaneze. Acting quicker then Larten could have imagined the Vampaneze stabbed him in the stomach. Larten fell over the balcony, landing face down, bleeding freely.
Seba reappeared, roared, and jumped from the floor to the balcony and began furiously duelling the Vampaneze. In a roar of fury, Seba beheaded the Vampaneze and impaled his body on the wall with his broadsword. He then shouted at Arra and Gavner to move, they jumped sideways and Seba jumped from the balcony, a knife in his hand, and made a brutal end to the last Vampaneze warrior.
Everyone ran to Larten, Paris and Seba in the lead. Paris was first to see the horrifying amount of damage Larten sustained. Paris grabbed the muscle in Lartens stomach, which had been sliced by the sword, and Seba rubbed the healing saliva of the vampires into it. The muscle started to repair. They did the same for the skin which was torn. Larten had stopped breathing. Then they realised the pool of blood they were kneeling in. Seba tried to jump start his heart again. It started to beat, very slowly. Larten coughed up more blood, he wasn't getting any air in his lungs.
Paris was trying to heal Larten as much as possible, Seba was working furiously at his heart and Gavner and Vancha were whispering words of praise and encouragement to Larten. Arra took a deep breath and signalled everyone to get out of the way. They shot back. Arra placed her lips over Larten's and blew as much air in as she could. His lungs inflated. She jumped back to find Larten breathing again. He worked his lungs as slowly as he could, testing them, before breathing normally again.
Seba carried Larten upstairs and placed him on his bed. Seba breathed the knockout gas of the vampires over Larten's face then sat in a chair in the corner of the room.
......
Arra had never been so scared. When she put her lips over Larten's he was so cold. She thought he was dead. She was now the one in the chair in the room. Larten was waking up. She sat on his bed and stroked his forehead softly.
"Don't worry, its me Arra." She said softly
He started to sit up, he was sweating hard. "Paris where are you?" he asked to no one. He still thought he was in the fight. Then he saw Arra. "Lay down," she said, "you lost a lot of blood. You need rest." He ignored her and touched her cheek. "You're cold," he remarked softly. "Lar-" he cut her off by putting his finger to her lips. He put his hand at the back of her head and slowly pulled her closer to him. He stood up twirling her in his direction as he did so, he put his free hand around her waist, the other hand still behind her head and drew her closer. He kissed her softly and they broke apart. Then, she went towards him and they kissed again, more passionately. The door blasted open. "Ok Arra, I'm here to watch over –" Paris started, then stopped. "Excuse me." He said quickly and stepped swiftly out of the door. Larten and Arra could do nothing but grin for the rest of the day. "I knew sparks would fly!" Paris whispered to himself, then rushed downstairs to spread the word to others.
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