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I changed the opening scene since its original posting, nothing that significant has changed.
Blood Lines
Chapter
Brooklynight
Lenox was in his office getting ready for the ceremony that was going to take place tonight. He walked over to a painting of naval battle; two men of war were engaged in a furious duel. The mizzenmast of the larger ship exploded with the latest volley of the smaller. Lenox pulled the painting open to reveal the entrance to another small room.
This room served as a dressing room and study for him. The walls were lined with shelves which were filled to the brim with valuable books. Lenox kept his most commonly used tomes as well as few important references on these shelves. On the single wall that wasn't covered in shelving there was a dresser next to a wardrobe. A few old leather chairs as well as a small writing desk were scattered around the room. All the furniture was old and was salvaged by Lenox from the trash generated by his latest house renovation, 50 years ago.
Lenox opened the door to the wardrobe to reveal two rows of hung coats and pants. He pulled out a black pair of pants for his dress uniform and hung them on the door. Then he pushed a heavy winter jacket aside of reveal a coat in a garment bag, he unzipped it and pulled out a white dress coat with tails, he hung it on the door next to his pants. He then pulled the corresponding black collared tunic and placed in next to his jacket.
He stripped himself of the day robes that he had on and pulled on a fresh undershirt from his dresser before pulling on his pants followed by the tunic. The tunic reached only a few inches past his waist and was trimmed in a silver thread. He opened up the top drawer of the dresser and pulled out two wand holsters as well as a long box made of a dark walnut. He also pulled out a black leather belt with a silver buckle and put it on. He strapped the wand holsters onto his forearms on top on the tunic which clung closely to his skin.
Lenox opened the box up to reveal two thin wands, both seventeen inches in length. They didn't have anything resembling a handle. They were three quarters of an inch wide at the base before tampering to a rounded point. He placed one in each of the holsters, both wands extended to his outstretched fingertips. He looked at his forearms and watched the wands withdraw into the holsters, their ends coming to rest an inch below his wrists. On the palms of his hands there were two thin, symmetrical scars just below his ring fingers. The ring finger of his left hand bore a gold ring with a black engraving of a feline, just like the one that guarded the entrance to his office.
In the dresser Lenox found another box, this one was small and contained two collar pins. One was a winged angel and the other was an elaborate rune which translated into "Eternal Guard." He put these on his collar, the angel going on the left. Before buttoning his collar Lenox took of the gold chain which was around his neck and put it on the dresser.
The chain had a small pendant in the shape of a sword on it. He took the pendant into his hand and with a sudden burst of magic he was holding a full length saber with a gold chain dangling. He took the sword which was covered with a black leather sheath and hung it from his belt before attaching it the belt with two leather straps. He then pulled on his coat to complete his uniform. On the left breast was Lenox's name. The sleeves bore his insignia of rank four inches below each shoulder. Lenox then put on a pair of boots, the same sort that Ulan was wearing. Lennox didn't wear any of his medals, they were considered a guard matter and were never worn anywhere non guard personnel could see them.
Finished dressing he walked out of his office into the marble corridor. At the end of it was a stair case which lead to an waiting room were he met Kaz who was dressed the same way with the exception of the rank insignia which was one rank lower.
"All ready for tonight?" Kaz greeted.
"Naturally, excited is more like it." He replied.
"So I take it that the boy was found to be suitable?"
"Thanks right, he's rather remarkable actually, we had practically the entire medical staff of the medical university over and none of the healers had ever seen anything quite like it in their entire careers." Lenox answered excitedly.
"What exactly is it that they found?" Kaz asked intrigued.
"Apparently the boy lost a chunk of his soul, No one is quite sure how it happened but all the tests indicate that he has. The remaining part can still perform all the functions that a full soul would be able to but the boy can be put into a state were if is entirely devoid of everything, magic, thought, consciousness, but body is still able to perform as it would normally just that he can't control it."
"I suppose that they want to take his blood when he is in this state?" asked Kaz excited.
"That is the idea." Answered Lenox
"Then are you just going to let the boy die once he is depleted of blood?" asked Kaz uncomfortable with sacrificing a child in such a manner.
"No, never, an anomaly like this presents its self once in a life time. My duty is to protect the mysteries of magic not to destroy them, If we let him die under our care then not only me but the rest of the council as well would be liable to get the blade." Answered Lenox seriously, the tone of his voice suggesting that getting the blade wasn't an exaggeration.
"Then how is he to survive without blood?" asked Kaz wondering.
"It will be replaced."
"By whose?" Asked Kaz, unlike in the muggle world blood banks didn't exist in the magical world as they weren't needed, also the blood would need to be from a single source in order for the boy to survive the procedure.
"The council's, each member consented to donate half a liter."
"How is the boy supposed to live through 12 different strains of magic battling for power in his body?" asked Kaz bewildered.
"The priests have agreed to blend it and make in into a single dormant strain which the boy's body will process back into his original magic."
This explanation shocked Kaz; the priests almost never involved themselves in the affairs of mortals. They weren't priests in the muggle sense of the word but they were those who were directly responsible for making sure that magic was protected and kept pure. The council was their representative for the people. Lenox as head of the Eternal Guard was responsible for the council's safety and using his forces to do the bidding of the priests as well as assisting the regular military. For the priests to modify magic for the benefit of a single person was very rare indeed.
"That's certainly unexpected," stated Kaz.
"Indeed, the priest's motives are not for us mortals to understand," said Lenox solemnly.
Kaz nodded his agreement before asking "so are we going or not, we're liable to miss the start of the festivities."
Lenox didn't agree with the use of the word festivities but realized that they wasted enough time and lead the way out the door. The sentries posted at its entrance snapped to attention as the two men walked past. Lenox lead the way through the fortress into the back lawn where a horseless carriage was waiting to pick the men up. Next to the carriage were five mounted men, the escorts. Each was riding the sort of creature that was stationed in front of Lenox's office.
The two men got onto the carriage which took them deeper into the woods. After a fifteen minute ride the carriage stopped on the boundary of a small air field, on the landing strip a craft was making its final preparations for departure. Lenox and Kaz got out of the carriage and made their way down to the craft. As they walked the five guards that escorted the carriage now formed a protective ring around the two men.
The aircraft that was being readied was approximately the size of two muggle black hawk helicopters put side by side minus the tails and rotors. Instead it was powered by four articulated engines mounted on the on top on the cabin, two to a side. The engines were staggered as to allow both of the engines on each side to provide backward thrust. At the moment all four were pointed downwards and a blue glow was being emitted out of each.
The steward stood by the door and saluted the two men who approached the aircraft. Both returned the salute before boarding. The aircraft was designed to be a VIP transport and as such was comfortable appointed. Three reclining chairs along with a couch surrounded a small table in the center and a small bar was located towards the rear.
Both Lenox and Kaz took one of the seats and waited for take off. The steward got aboard and the cabin door was retracted with a low hum.
"Anything to drink sirs?" asked the steward politely.
Both men said that they were. Looking out the window Kaz saw the engines of the plane increase power; the faint blue streaks turned a majestic navy as they erupted down wards, coming within inches of the ground. The plane vibrated under the strain of full power and slowly began to rise into the air.
The five riders who had originally escorted the men spurred their beast forward. With a great leap the beast hurled themselves into the air before unfolding powerful wings from their sides and joining the plane in the air.
Kaz turned to Lenox and asked him "any idea how the girl is going to make at the end of all this?"
Lenox though for a few second before answering "I have no idea to be perfectly honest, the healers could definitely tell you more then I could, but I would image that inflicting such a trauma on a persons body, especially a young girls, should in theory at least not be pleasant."
Kaz nodded, Lenox was perhaps the foremost authority on magic at least that of the combat variety, in the guard and believed him when he said the procedure would be unpleasant for the girl. Even more so for the boy, no matter how skilled the priest were he couldn't image that the effects of the blood cocktail on the boy would be anything that he would willingly put himself through. None the less he was glad that the procedure, despite his distain for her father Kaz couldn't harbor any ill will towards his daughter, it was hardly her fault that her father was an arrogant prick.
An hour latter the plane banked gracefully to the left as it approached its destination. The plane lowered its altitude before gracefully landing on a small air field in the middle of a rocky out cropping of some sort. As the cabin door lowered Lenox and Ulan made their way out of the plane. Guards dressed in uniforms identical to those of the two men, with the exception that their coats were black, were ready for the arrival. Three were on each side on the door as it opened. As they saw their commander exit the plane they snapped to attention.
"At ease gentlemen" stated Lenox.
The guards did what they were ordered to and spread out around then men in a defensive perimeter. The man at the head of the formation led the way as the made their way off the airfield. As they made their way to the boulders that bordered the field they passed by several full manned anti aircraft crews manning large guns, resembling muggle 88 millimeter artillery pieces. Instead of the muggle ammunition pre charged magical canisters were arranged by each gun.
As the group approached the edge of the air field they were greeted by a steep rocky path into a dense forest. The head guard said that "this is the shortest way down and it avoids the attention that the main path, orders are to you gentlemen to the staging area with as little fan fare as possible, if you gentle don't mind please follow me."
Lenox and Kaz nodded their understanding to the guard before beginning down the path. The trail was so narrow that it only allowed one man down at a time and had a drop of more then 45 degrees in parts.
Lenox called out to Kaz "Wouldn't you say that this would be a great place to hold the final qualification for the ski troops this year?"
"Not if you want to have a ski division," was the reply.
As Lenox mounted a particularly high rock on the trail he was their destination of in the distance. A dim light brought the out line of the windows of a small stone temple in the distance. The way to it, a small winding road through the woods was marked by a trail of torches, each 5 meters apart. At the end of the trail there were several carriages unloading their passengers. It was to this parking lot of sorts that Lenox and Kaz were headed.
As they got closer Kaz began to recognize the silhouettes of the other attendees against the running lights of the six carriages that were gathered in the clearing. More guard men were standing guard by the carriages; Kaz estimated that there were at least two guards for each of the attendees. There wasn't any outsides threat that they were guarding against. Rather it was the forest it's self. The particular area that they were in was the edge of region official called the primordial cove, the locals called it bloody hallow. It was located in the general area of muggle city of Wroclaw.
The forest was a particularly frightful place. It was so thick in places that sunlight was blocked by the canopies and the forest floor was in a perpetual dusk. The only humans around were either in the ground crew at the small guard airfield or in the compound. Despite the intimidating nature of it the forest its self was the least of the worries of a hapless traveler stranded in it. The inhabitants were far worse. Rumor had it that as many was three separate vampire clans inhabited the forest. Each had well over a thousand members and locals could hear the screams of battling vampires at night. Werewolves and creatures that were yet to the cataloged roamed the forest's depths.
The location for the ceremony was chosen in a large part for its inaccessibility. Nobody particularly Lenox wanted the public to find out that the council was meeting tonight. Holding the meeting in the council's regular chambers in the eastern highlands was out of the question. The ancient temple in the forest was built centuries ago by the guard as a place for wounded troops on their way back home from the front to rest and regain their composure. Today the temple and the nearby compound served as a retreat for guardians.
Once Lenox and Kaz have reached the clearing they were approached by Ulan who was noticeably without his wife and daughter. "Kasimere, father" he greater stoically.
Lenox returned, "Ulan," while Kaz simply nodded.
"I take it that Elizabeth and Caroline went ahead of us?" Lenox asked evenly.
"They have," answered Ulan.
The three men stood together in silence for a minute before Ulan left the group saying "I will be seeing you gentle man at the ceremony."
"Certainly," replied Lenox
"I hope that Elizabeth will be fine." said Kaz sincerely.
The two men walked over to a group of professionally dressed men and women.
"Councilmen" greeted Lenox politely
"Guardian" they 11 replied.
Lenox stayed behind and made small talk with his colleagues while Kaz broke away from the group and went off in search of the commander of the guard. He standing at the edge of the clearing were he had a clear view of everybody.
"Lieutenant" Kaz called to the man, seeing his rank displayed on his uniform.
The Lieutenant walked over to were Kaz was standing and addressed him, "Good evening Commander Kasimere."
"Retired" corrected Kaz
"Certainly sir"
"How much longer until the procession to the temple?" Kaz asked the Lieutenant.
The Lieutenant looked at his watch before replying "In approximately 10 minutes sir."
Kaz nodded and walked away, He said hi to the few other people that he knew on the limited guest list until an official voice called out. "The guardians are ready."
Recognizing the signal to assemble the gathered people lined themselves up by the beginning to the trail which lead to the temple. In front of the assembling group was the temple steward, he was dressed in long flowing golden robes and a matching headdress. He waited a few minutes for tonight's guest to gather themselves. Once he saw that the congregation was all in front of him he turned around and led to procession towards the temple.
Everybody walked in a respectful silence along the torch lit trail. As they neared the stone temple they saw two men dressed like the one that was leading them holding open the twin front doors. The doors were each ten feet tall and three feet wide and made of heavy studded hard wood. As the procession the entered the temple they were greeted with soft music and light that filled the hall. The temple was laid out in a circular pattern. The ceremonial area was in the center. On three of the sides where pews, al together they could hold 150 people. On the forth side there was a covered gallery. The curtains around it were pulled in such a way that only the outlines of its occupants could be visible through the shadow.
The observers who came for the ceremony were few in number. Not counting the council which was no where to be seen there were less then 30 of them and they all fit in the first ring of pews. The music which was playing earlier began to die down before stopping completely. Once there was silence one of the occupants of the gallery stood and gracefully walked forward into the light.
White robes entirely cover his body and his face was masked by a hood. He gave a command in an archaic language that only the most educated members of the audience understood. On his command the two children were brought in. Both were identically dressed in very simple while robes. Each was carried on a stretcher by two gold robes men. Behind the children entered the council which was divided into two columns of six. As the procession entered the center ring the two children were lowered onto two identical raised marble platforms which were only two feet apart the children were placed such that they were facing the direction of the council. As the council entered each pair of members bowed before the members of the gallery who did nothing to acknowledge them.
The white robed figure then descended from the gallery, he was met by two stewards holding a large ceramic container. The figure the then walked up to Lenox who was the council member closest to him. Without an exchange of words Lenox put his hand palm side up towards the priest. The priest took hold of his hand, with his other hand he reached inside his robes and pulled out a short but elaborately decorated dagger. He slowly brought the dagger to Lenox's wrist. He carefully selected a spot were he sensed the radial artery to be and made a single precise cut.
Blood sprayed from Lenox's arm and past the priest's head. Small droplets of blood sprayed onto Lenox's immaculate coat. The priest then directed the arterial spray towards the pot and applied magical pressure on Lenox's hand, the spray widened dramatically in size to a half inch wide stream. The priest kept pressure on the hand for another few seconds until the required amount of blood was taken. Once he let go he gently touched the wound with the side of his dagger, the cut stopped bleeding and sealed itself, leaving no sign of its existence.
The priest then repeated the procedure with every one of the other members of the council. By the time he had reached every member of the council his assistants were holding a container filled with the amount of blood in an adult human. The priest then stood besides the gallery while the stewards placed the pot on a small alter which stood in front of the gallery. The priest then walked up to the pot and placed his hands above the pot and muttered a series of incantations. The pot began to glow a dim red at the beginning and glow intensified as the priest chanted. The glow increased until the entire temple was basking in a red glow, then it suddenly stopped.
The priest then walked back to the gallery and took his seat. Another figure emerged out of the gallery, dressed identically to the priest, and performed a similar enchantment on the pot. This time however the glow emitted was a slightly lighter shade of red. After the figure retreated ten others followed and did the same thing. Each time the emitted glow was lighter, when the final priest was done the glow was a pure white.
The first priest walked forward again. The stewards had another pot ready and the followed him as he walked over to the platform on which the unconscious girl lay. He walked over to her and placed his hands over her. He chanted a long incantation and a light blur orb encircled the girl. He took out his dagger again and spread the girl's legs apart. He selected a spot on her inner thigh and made a deep incision. Blood squirted wildly from the larger artery; the pries t acted quickly and directed all of it towards the platform. The blood the then flowed through grooves cut in the table and flowed to an opening from which it cascaded into the waiting pot. The priest monitored the wound, applying magic to make sure that the blood flowed evenly; the girl was eventually entirely drained and looked ghastly as he lay on the table. Her skin had drawn itself tightly to her bones and her skeletal structure was made visible.
The priest walked up to the pot where the blood was collected he raised he hand and in one swift motion conjured a ball of golden light and threw it into the pot. The ball exploded, when the explosion had subsided all of the blood was gone.
The priest signaled for another pot, this one was placed next to the boy, the priest walked around and repeated the same procedure. This time however he did not dispel the blood and instead ordered it over to the girl's side.
He put the palm of his hand on the incision that he had made earlier. When he drew his hand backward a sparkling strand of silver magic trailed behind it. He brought the strand to the pot with the boy's blood and let it go. The n motioned the blood upward with his hand. Blood flowed from the pot and along the silver strand and as it passed through turned it red. Eventually it made its way up to the girl and began to flow into her. Her appearance improved dramatically with the influx of new blood. By the time that all the blood from the pot had made its way to the girl's body, she looked just as she had before the procedure began.
The priest then walked over to Harry. He waited for the stewards to bring the pot of blood which was collected from the council. He performed the same procedure on the boy that he did on the girl.
Once he was done he walked towards the gallery and turned to face the congregation. He put both of his hands in the air and canceled the blue orbs which he erected earlier. With a final motion of his hands to the side the lights went out. The only light left was that which was coming through the doors which the stewards were opening as the priest retreated back to the gallery.
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After the ceremony had finished Kaz was walking along the trail back to the clearing were the carriages were gathered. As he walked he sensed someone running up behind him, turning around he was the commander the guard detachment, with who he had spoken earlier.
"Lieutenant" he said to the man.
"Commander, do you have any plans for the evening?"
"Nothing that I have to do tonight" he responded, Lenox was still with the council and he had no idea how long he was going to take. Since he had to wait for Lenox before flying back anyway, he had nothing to do.
"We would be honored if you were to join us for supper at the base."
"I would be pleased to attend, lead the way Lieutenant."
Satisfied the Lieutenant pointed to a small branch of the trail which diverted from the main path, twenty meters in front of them and said, "That way commander, follow me if you will."
Kaz followed the Lieutenant into the forest. The dim light of the torches along the main path began to grow dimmer the deeper into the forest they ventured. After fifteen minutes of walking Kaz began to see a faint light on a hill top about two miles in front of them. The suddenly he heard a barely audible rustle in the woods on his right.
"Hear that?" he asked the guard.
"Faintly, most likely an animal of some sort"
Kaz didn't respond and kept walking, paying particular attention to the area of the forest were he heard the noise before.
There was another rustle in the forest, actually three of them in quick succession.
Kaz stopped and signaled his companion to do the same. He peered into the forest; he saw nothing at first through the darkness before his trained eyes caught a silver flash in the distance. The next thing he saw was six beams of raw magic hurling towards him, that only meant one thing,
"VAMPIRES" he shouted to the Lieutenant before throwing himself to the side.
His wands were in his hands a split second latter, he fired of a powerful ball of light from both in the direction of the attack. The Lieutenant while slower to react had his wands out and was looking down his right arm trying to spot a target, his left hand was ready to conjure a shield.
"Cover me!" Kaz yelled and ran into the forest without waiting for a response.
He stalked through the forest, keeping his steps silent. With a wave of his wand he transfigured his white coat into a black coat. With his right wand he traced a series of simple detection runes and the placed them every few steps hoping that one of the vampires would trip one of them.
In the corner of his eye he saw something in the shadows in his left shift. The Lieutenant must have seen it first and fired the twin balls a white magic that were being toward Kaz. Kaz moved to the side to get out of the blast which rocked the ground to his left. One of the vampires darted out of the shadows, so fast that Kaz barely saw. Through instinct alone Kaz spun around to face the direction the vampire ran off to. He brought both his wands in front of his chest and slashed them in opposite directions. A thin neon green line flew horizontally towards the vampire and Kaz took of after it. He saw the line break against something.
In a blink of an eye he sheathed his right wand and drew his saber. As he did he summoned his magic to the surface and channeled it into the blade making it glow a nefarious black. At the same instant he dug the balls of his feet into the ground and pushed him self into the air towards were the spell detected the vampire.
He slashed at the vampire which was now covered in green. The vampire easily barely blocked the hit. When the vampire was still recovering Kaz leveled his left wand on the vampire and quickly cast "Aduro" the white beam struck the creature in the chest.
The vampire let out a ghastly squeal. Kaz brandish his saber and sliced it towards the vampire. Just as he was about to the deliver the final blow he sensed something approaching his back. He dropped to the ground just in time to see a purple streak go above his head. Instead of hitting him it struck the vampire, further injuring the crippled creature. Kaz rolled onto his back to see another vampire charging him. He jumped to his feet just in time to see the vampire's sword strike the ground were his head was a second ago.
Wasting no time Kaz swung his saber at the vampire's head at the same time firing a powerful blasting curse at the creature's feet. The vampire jumped into the air, above Kaz's head. The vampire turned himself around in the air his speed that Kaz envied so that he was turned head first towards the ground, his twin swords in front of him.
With almost inhuman speed Kaz stepped to the side, at the same time pointing his wand and casting "En Croix Argentum."
A sliver bolt flew towards the vampire who was still in mid flight. The bolt split into four spikes before striking its target. Each spike hit one of the vampire's wrists or ankles and effectively crucified the creature to the ground.
The vampire screeched in pain as the silver spikes burned his flesh. Kaz showed no mercy as he closed in for the kill. He smoothly stabbed the vampire in the heart with his charged saber, quieting him.
Kaz moved to where the other vampire lay. Seeing that she still showed signs of life, he ended it. Kaz sheathed his sword and drew his other wand; he couldn't cut some thing that he couldn't see. He remained vigilant as he made his way back to the path. If what he saw earlier was right there still should be another one of the blood suckers around.
He raised his right wand and performed a series of complex movements in the air. An invisible dome erupted out of his wand before illuminating a figure in the distance. This spell showed Kaz the location of ever magical being within 50 meters of him. He only saw the lieutenant.
When Kaz got over to the man he saw that he was shaken but grinning in triumph. Kaz looked at the ground and saw the dead vampire that the lieutenant was grinning at.
"Are you okay soldier?" he asked.
"Yesss sssir." The lieutenant answered shivering, obvious magical exhaustion.
"Good kill" Kaz complemented. He kneeled by the body of the vampire and made sure that he was truly dead which it indeed was. He picked up the creature's right hand, and he pulled a wooden ring of the vampire's ring finger and wordlessly threw it to the lieutenant who put it in his pocket solemnly.
"Cheer up mate, don't let this little scrap spoil our supper," said Kaz getting up and putting his hand on the man's shoulder.
"Put that away before you hurt yourself," he told the soldier, talking about the bloody saber he was still holding.
The lieutenant snapped out of his daze, smoothly sheathed his sword as well as his wand.
"Let us continue on sir" he said confidently
"Right you are"
Kaz followed the lieutenant to the garrison and enjoyed a very decent supper with the men as well as the base commander. The ceremony wasn't mentioned, and interest it generated was over shadowed by the lieutenant's battle with the vampire, it turned out that was the man's first kill. They all drank heartily to the occasion. After supper, exhausted Kaz secured himself a bed in the officer's barrack. There was no point in him going home now; he might as well see how the boy and Eli were doing in the morning.
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As light broke over the garrison, its inhabitants were beginning to wake. In the medical unit only tow beds in the intensive care unit were taken. An old guard healer was tending to his young patients.
"Nurse give both of them strength maintaining draught intravenously, I want both of them up and about as soon as possible," he told his nurse as he directed a quill to make the appropriate notations on the chart.
"How are they doing healer?" asked a new voice in the room. The healer turned around to see Kaz entering the ward.
"As well as can be expected commander, the boy is doing remarkably well." The healer said 'remarkably' in a suspicious tone.
"What's wrong?" questioned Kaz, wasn't a speedy recovery the goal of ever doctor.
"A person's magic shouldn't recover as quickly as his is, I worried about his body being damaged its quick rejuvenation" said the healer.
"What about Eli?"
"She is doing perfectly well, no side effects surprisingly enough, when I heard about what was happening I was prepared to perform an emergence grounding on her as soon as she got in, it's the other one that I'm worried about now."
Kaz knew that there was nothing he could do at the moment. He told the doctor to notify him immediately if anything changes and left the base and returned home.
The next few days were uneventful. Harry's magic levels continued to increase towards their previous levels, as they did however so did his fever. It was only because of powerful fever reducing draughts administered by the healers which stopped him from quite literally burning up.
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Harry felt a throbbing pain in his head as he bean to wake up, He had no idea were he was. He was in a bed or something else that was soft, but what was? Wasn't he supposed to be at the air port? Where was the man that he talked to on the plane? Wasn't he supposed to be at the book store?
All these questions swirled around Harry head as he began to come to his senses. When he opened his eyes he winced, the lights weren't very bright but he had the worst head ache combined with a terrible fever.
He clutched the sheets he was covered with and opened his eyes only to the point were they were thin slits and tried to look around. He didn't see much, there were beds and white walls. On his left he saw a girl also in a bed.
"Hello?" he said quietly to no one in particular
END
There you have it guys. I promise that the Dursley scene is going to be in the next chapter. We get to see Ulan meet the Dursleys. From this point forward this fic is going to be Harry centric. If I didn't say it before, despite the blood ritual Harry will not be a vampire.
Reviews are greatly appreciated, as is criticism.