The room was dark so the shadow of the stranger was the only thing visible
to them. The shadow moved to a wall and a match was lit revealing a woman's
face. She lit several candles, just enough that they could all see each
other. She blew it out and looked at Van. Van gaped at her and her name
escaped his lips.
"Seira!?"
"Yes my brother it is me."
Carl looked from one to the other, confused. "She..she's your sister?"
Van nodded mouth still gaped. "So you decided to go along with this battle?"
"I haven't seen much action lately." She turned to Carl. "Who's your friend?" she asked.
Van was about to introduce him but Carl cut him off, "Uh..Carl. At your service." he said smirking and bowed.
Van rolled his eyes and straightened Carl back up. He glared at him giving him a, "Watch it" look.
Carl returned a glare to Van and shouted, "I was trying to be polite!"
"You were hitting on my sister!" Van commented.
"I was not! Well she is very pretty but I have a lady back in Transilvania." he said.
"She only pleased you because you saved her life!" Van spat and smirked.
"But your a monk." Seira chimed in.
"I AM NOT A MONK! I'm a friar! God damn..sorry my lord...bloody hell why does everyone mistake me for a bloody monk!?" Carl shrieked.
Van and Seira looked at him shocked with a stupid grin on their faces. Seira was starting to like this new guy. She thought he was pretty hilarious. And it showed in her expression when her grin turned into an open mouth smile and then began to laugh somewhat. Van looked at her, his brows down in confusion. She looked at him still smiling and blurted out, "He's so funny!" raising a hand to him.
Carl glared at her and walked out of the room. Seira felt bad that she had hurt his feelings but there was no way in her knowing that he wasn't a monk. Seira rolled her eyes and walked out, Van following behind. His weapons were still out and it wasn't until they got into the light from the party that he noticed that his sister as well held onto some weapons. Seira had long straight brown hair that was pulled back and dark eyes. She had full lips and a well-shaped figure. Her complexion was a light tan, as if she had been tanning in the sun.
They walked out of the mansion and followed Seira to a stable where several different breeds of horses were being held. The smell of hay and dust met them instantly. Seira straightened out her leather corset- like top that was over a black, long sleeve shirt and she mounted her black stallion. She looked down at Carl and Van. Realizing that they didn't have a horse she said, " Just steal one." like it was no big deal.
"Oh...well, that's a relief." Carl replied sarcastically.
Van took a black and grey Appaloosa and Carl took a brown and white Pinto. They left the town, surprised that nobody was chasing them out this time. They stopped on a dirt road where tall trees loomed over their heads. The horse's heads bobbed several times and each let out a whinny. Van, Carl, and Seira took a look around to see that there was nothing to worry about. Van steered is horse to the right and tapped his heels into the horses hind legs, making it walk over to Seira.
Because it was dark out Carl rummaged through his saddlebag and pulled out a hand- candle and lit it. He took a wary look around him, noticing that his horse was pawing at the dirt road.
"So Seira...how do we kill Clarviete?"
Seira sighed, "It's not simple. We have to find a certain dagger. On the dagger, the handle is embedded with several rubies. The handle is gold and the blade is black and can pierce through anything. Possibly even a rock."
"That's impossible." Carl retorted.
"It may sound it, but apparently it's true." she said to Carl and turned back to Van, "It's found deep inside her castle and it won't be easy to get to. She has pets that block every entry, not that their terribly hard to get past, but precautions must be taken into action. Or we will fail and the race of men will be destroyed. From what I hear she has a tower somewhere off by lake Erie that has a stash full of vampire eggs. I don't know how many eggs were laid in Dracula's cave but this might be a bigger problem." She placed her hands on her hips and switched her glance from Van to Carl. "I heard you invent things. Is there anything that could help us?" she asked.
"There is one thing that is very useful when it comes to vampires." Carl replied.
"I know what your talking about." Van said and smirked.
"Yes but she doesn't." Carl commented. "It's a round device that when hits the floor explodes in a bright light that ranges for at least a mile or less. It will completely demolish whatever vampire is caught in it's light. Except for Clarviete and her 3 men."
"I'll keep that in mind." Seira said as she nodded.
"Good. Because if you don't then chances are, you will die." Carl replied solemnly.
"Your a very negative person." Seira commented.
"So. I don't see why it should matter."
"It can effect the way you handle things in the future. You don't want to mess something up, now do you?" Seira asked.
Carl looked as if he was considering. "No."
"Anything else we need to know?" Van asked.
"Yes. In the town were headed for there's a murderer called 'Jack the Ripper'. He's said to be an ordinary man, but is really one of Clarvietes husbands. He seduces prostitutes and then kills them."
"How so?" Van asked. If he was going to end this then he needed any possible clue that he could find.
"Places objects into their vagina's, strangles them, tears them limb from limb, stabs them more than once, beheads them, and of course sucks their blood." she replied a little shakily.
(For those of you that didn't know 'Jack the Ripper' was a real man in 1888 who did this stuff to prostitutes. It's all historical so I thought I would make someone like that a vampire. Tee Hee!)
Carl gagged at the sound of it and Van gritted his teeth. If any of that stuff happened to his sister then he wouldn't stop looking for the vampire that did it until he was found and killed.
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"Seira!?"
"Yes my brother it is me."
Carl looked from one to the other, confused. "She..she's your sister?"
Van nodded mouth still gaped. "So you decided to go along with this battle?"
"I haven't seen much action lately." She turned to Carl. "Who's your friend?" she asked.
Van was about to introduce him but Carl cut him off, "Uh..Carl. At your service." he said smirking and bowed.
Van rolled his eyes and straightened Carl back up. He glared at him giving him a, "Watch it" look.
Carl returned a glare to Van and shouted, "I was trying to be polite!"
"You were hitting on my sister!" Van commented.
"I was not! Well she is very pretty but I have a lady back in Transilvania." he said.
"She only pleased you because you saved her life!" Van spat and smirked.
"But your a monk." Seira chimed in.
"I AM NOT A MONK! I'm a friar! God damn..sorry my lord...bloody hell why does everyone mistake me for a bloody monk!?" Carl shrieked.
Van and Seira looked at him shocked with a stupid grin on their faces. Seira was starting to like this new guy. She thought he was pretty hilarious. And it showed in her expression when her grin turned into an open mouth smile and then began to laugh somewhat. Van looked at her, his brows down in confusion. She looked at him still smiling and blurted out, "He's so funny!" raising a hand to him.
Carl glared at her and walked out of the room. Seira felt bad that she had hurt his feelings but there was no way in her knowing that he wasn't a monk. Seira rolled her eyes and walked out, Van following behind. His weapons were still out and it wasn't until they got into the light from the party that he noticed that his sister as well held onto some weapons. Seira had long straight brown hair that was pulled back and dark eyes. She had full lips and a well-shaped figure. Her complexion was a light tan, as if she had been tanning in the sun.
They walked out of the mansion and followed Seira to a stable where several different breeds of horses were being held. The smell of hay and dust met them instantly. Seira straightened out her leather corset- like top that was over a black, long sleeve shirt and she mounted her black stallion. She looked down at Carl and Van. Realizing that they didn't have a horse she said, " Just steal one." like it was no big deal.
"Oh...well, that's a relief." Carl replied sarcastically.
Van took a black and grey Appaloosa and Carl took a brown and white Pinto. They left the town, surprised that nobody was chasing them out this time. They stopped on a dirt road where tall trees loomed over their heads. The horse's heads bobbed several times and each let out a whinny. Van, Carl, and Seira took a look around to see that there was nothing to worry about. Van steered is horse to the right and tapped his heels into the horses hind legs, making it walk over to Seira.
Because it was dark out Carl rummaged through his saddlebag and pulled out a hand- candle and lit it. He took a wary look around him, noticing that his horse was pawing at the dirt road.
"So Seira...how do we kill Clarviete?"
Seira sighed, "It's not simple. We have to find a certain dagger. On the dagger, the handle is embedded with several rubies. The handle is gold and the blade is black and can pierce through anything. Possibly even a rock."
"That's impossible." Carl retorted.
"It may sound it, but apparently it's true." she said to Carl and turned back to Van, "It's found deep inside her castle and it won't be easy to get to. She has pets that block every entry, not that their terribly hard to get past, but precautions must be taken into action. Or we will fail and the race of men will be destroyed. From what I hear she has a tower somewhere off by lake Erie that has a stash full of vampire eggs. I don't know how many eggs were laid in Dracula's cave but this might be a bigger problem." She placed her hands on her hips and switched her glance from Van to Carl. "I heard you invent things. Is there anything that could help us?" she asked.
"There is one thing that is very useful when it comes to vampires." Carl replied.
"I know what your talking about." Van said and smirked.
"Yes but she doesn't." Carl commented. "It's a round device that when hits the floor explodes in a bright light that ranges for at least a mile or less. It will completely demolish whatever vampire is caught in it's light. Except for Clarviete and her 3 men."
"I'll keep that in mind." Seira said as she nodded.
"Good. Because if you don't then chances are, you will die." Carl replied solemnly.
"Your a very negative person." Seira commented.
"So. I don't see why it should matter."
"It can effect the way you handle things in the future. You don't want to mess something up, now do you?" Seira asked.
Carl looked as if he was considering. "No."
"Anything else we need to know?" Van asked.
"Yes. In the town were headed for there's a murderer called 'Jack the Ripper'. He's said to be an ordinary man, but is really one of Clarvietes husbands. He seduces prostitutes and then kills them."
"How so?" Van asked. If he was going to end this then he needed any possible clue that he could find.
"Places objects into their vagina's, strangles them, tears them limb from limb, stabs them more than once, beheads them, and of course sucks their blood." she replied a little shakily.
(For those of you that didn't know 'Jack the Ripper' was a real man in 1888 who did this stuff to prostitutes. It's all historical so I thought I would make someone like that a vampire. Tee Hee!)
Carl gagged at the sound of it and Van gritted his teeth. If any of that stuff happened to his sister then he wouldn't stop looking for the vampire that did it until he was found and killed.
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