Iseliandas - The Dark Ages
Prologue Part II
Bathory
It was summer now and the streets were loitered with kids riding on bikes, young boys playing baseball and football on the lawns, the gals gossiping and chatting on the porches or on the side walks; the entire town of Bathory was alight with summer-like activities. Sitting on the porch of a small, but lofty and welcoming house was a young male accompanied by a young black-haired (obviously dyed) pale female with mantis eye sunglasses and middle aged blonde man who for some odd reason was wearing a crumpled top hat that looked "ugly" in modern day terms, completely unfit for the summer time weather. He didn't seem to mind the hat on his head, but his forehead was beginning to glisten with a thin layer of sweat, despite the fact that they were covered from the squanderingly atrocious heat.
The female took a sip of her lemonade, then wiped her head with a white handkerchief that was almost a spitting image of her skin tone. Her burgundy twitched annoyingly as a mosquito flew to her face and tried to make a quick meal. But it was unsuccessful nonetheless.
"So what do we do now?" the female asked. The heat was starting to get to her, despite her overly well-known patience. The other two looked at her, wondering the same thing.
The young male spoke first. "We could head over to the Crypt and hang out there with the others." He shrugged at his own suggestion. He too had sunglasses covering his eyes.
The female sighed. "I like the Crypt, because it is our haven, but I was thinking we could do something different this year. We went to the Crypt last year and the year before that for the summer", she pointed out. They continued to chit chat and ponder on what to do to pass the time of summer break from Stokerton University, or as their good friend October calls it, Stoker U!
The blonde haired man sitting next to them was the principal,of Bathory's high school. His crystal blue eyes shimmered, even in the shade of the porch. His face illuminated a friendly welcome and a face full of wisdom and knowledge. He was also the young man's uncle. "Why don't you two take a vacation somewhere?" he suggested. They looked at him, wondering about what he had just said.
"Wouldn't that expensive though?" The female asked. She finally took off her sun glasses to reveal a pair of dark and beautiful eyes.
"Don't worry about the expenses. I'll take care of that for the both of you. I wouldn't be president of the Elysian council if I also didn't have a lump some of money, now would I?" They all chuckled together.
"Alright, so where should we go?" The female asked. She stared at her boyfriend, waiting for his answer. He thought and replied, "I really don't know. What do you think?"
"Hmm...I've always wanted to go to England, to see the massive cathedrals and travel the River Thames. Do you want to go there Vlad?"
He nodded. "That sounds like an awesome place to visit." He took a sip from his own glass of refreshment, which had a Bloody Mary look to it. "But isn't that a Slayer hotspot Otis?" It hadn't mentioned too much about the Slayer Society in the Compendium of Conscientia, but from outside resources and his own conductive research, it turns out that a couple cities were inhabited by slayers, including London.
"That maybe so, but arrangements can be made so slayer interference won't be a problem." He winked at the two of them before collecting the plates and glass cups used for their luncheon.
"I guess it's settled then", Snow said cheerfully. Vlad smiled. He hadn't had a proper getaway since his parents died thirteen years ago. Having endured the torturous education systems of middle and high school, the trials, discovering his father and his true intentions, the bloodbath, Nelly's death, and (thanks to Lady Luck) surviving his third year in college, he was content on taking a couple days off in an unknown, yet adventurous and well-worth-seeing vacation area. With Otis kindly paying for the trip for the two of them. And future arrangements for a desirable stay-in and slayer-less security breaches, he and his girlfriend could rest peacefully and rejuvenate themselves for the impending tasks of college work and everyday life waiting for them when they would arrive back. Only they never really returned home.
The two clanged their glasses of refreshments together-blood and lemonade-a toast to relaxation and finally some time for them to spend quality time together.
On the other side of the world, in a small bamboo house mounted on pillars made of the same material, sat a young woman examining several plasma tv screens, observing the movements of several individuals. They had no idea that they were being watched. And by the time they would find out, it would be too late for them. They will have disappeared by then and there would be no trace of their sudden absence. Now all the woman needed to do was sit there and wait patiently until the signal was given.