Constantine The Laughing Magician Presents; Life in the Real World – ~

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Chapter 21: Vampire Knights and Dragons? How Positively, Droll…

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~ So, we last left off leaping into another dimension that puts king Arthur and St George to bloody shame. Can you believe it? I was the last candidate left in one piece to go and stop a war between vamps and dragons to save…HUMANS from becoming live stock to BOTH sides of the war tent! I mean, come on, Drac! Am I qualified, or did you just want to test your ability to taunt someone who now knows your secret to the graves of Hades and back? Ah, yet Zee and Liz might have to cut this trip short. I'm damn for certain that the hogs in this play pen want more than a maiden's blood, yet our Zee? She's no bloody maiden, mates! Stay tuned, think of this as a Hallow's eve special for the millennial crowd, with more satire….and, here we are…! ~

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Well, my job right now is to stay with Zee in this creepy castle with the Count, while Liz does her best to find the dragon general and…. she's gone.

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"John?"

Zee sits by my side as I ponder the moment when both sides are exposed; if ever this isn't an actual reality that allows for the capture of humans as a single surplus. "Yes? Oh, right. Zee, we'll be doing our best for the council, same as ever." I can grin just as easily as weep right now. She's not even aware of the blood bath I'd stepped in on in the previous chapter. The Count is an orgy man, and a child eater. Not to mention the hypnosis is no myth…. we'll have to try out that later.

"I can always find the humans he keeps in the…." She gripped her arm and exhaled. I felt the same way, I nodded to her and then the floor of our room. "The, facility or barn, I don't know –

"Not a nursery, a blood bank –

"Don't say it with a straight face!" She shushes me with her face blood red from the discussion already. "Are you sure, Zee? This is gore and god knows how many crimes commited; you could always get to Chas or work alongside Liz –

"I'm a part of your team and you need my magic, John."

"It's bollocks, we'll be weakened if we let out too much raw energy." I told her, hoping she'd take this as a warning so we could return to our realm. "Only use your strongest spells as a last resort, who knows what the vamps did to counter our craft? They could have put up wards or strung curses through the room. I'll do a better check, in the mean –

"I'll do it, you need to get to the council and wake them up a little." The chime of the clock had Zee and I look to the doorway. A knob being jostled as I stood hunched while Zee let me go. ~ The Council is waiting, Sir Constantine. ~

I've never been so damn relieved to be with my family this long, it hurts. We part and I nod off to Zee as the door shuts behind me, the face of a friend hurting if I don't make my disappearance a tragic one.

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The seats there are only to a set of podium stands, a council of five to seven vamps of the region and of course, one dragon official that is not at all as large as the king of beasts we saw on the battle field. That had me to wonder if this was a society with all types, not just born of one measly tale.

"Here he is, the esteemed Magi and exorcist, John Constantine!"

Ah, a welcome wagon. I can't even crack a grin since Dragul is staring at me, lips chapped as he runs his tongue slowly over his pointed white fangs. No! He is so not my bloody type! –

"The Dragon's senate leaders could not attend today's trials due to some, causalities." The smaller dragon states as he stands feet away from the over – whelming bunch of blood suckers. I'd do the exact same, mate. I wonder if Cassandra ever took care of those blasted Phys….

"The dragons' volatile raging was a temporary setback that led to the demise of some unwise leaders."

"You tried to dominate our cities and steal our reserves! The humans are soldiers when we cannot stand to break your bones!" The dragon senate stand – in and official growled as this was a jab at his own kindred. "The Vampir nation understands and we weep too for the fallen, yet the rule of our world is clear; the humans are won by our wars. Your kind lost to that last battle –

"And the burning of the houses where those humans were kept??"

I perk my ears to this madness, yet the sway of a gavel drowns out the gossip for a tad. How irritating, it was just getting to be a banger! (Don't know if he'd say it, but it flows so I'm going with it.)

"ORDER!! WE did not come to bicker and stew in the juices of our past disputes." Some of the vamps would be eating their own tongues at that sentence. Damn, Dragul won't stop staring at my –

"The Vampir nation is true, yet this brutality can only mean that one of our Generals was out for their own ounces of vengeful pastimes; none of this is condoned, the dragons will be handed a clearly desired number of the fodder that was stolen."

The crowds all started to hiss, yowl and spit. I of course, had to duck by the saliva that could very well be venom from the dragon's side. The jury did NOT rest, yet Dragul's frown had me to suspect his intervention in the attack to be a core possibility. Bollocks, this was a murder if ever – and at random, not so much.

"There will be no more questions. The council has spoken and this shall adjourn today's discussion. If any have the right to object, then speak and see to this quickly –

"Sires! Um, damn…. I'm sure you wanted me to speak my part in this?" I can raise my hand like a good lad and not have it shoved up my arse, or torn up. Why is that bloke drooling??

"Very well, we did have you to our side, Sir Constantine. You may include your peace…" The other counts and nobles are heading out, yet the wise ones only drift about to the edge of the room and listen. "Well, the war is over humans, like myself? And, how did this come to be the only resource? Were no other creatures a worthier hand of competiton? I'm not familiar as to WHY humans are beaten and bled by the two sides."

"The humans had once burned us, mortal – other worlder." The smaller dragon spoke, hearing that I'd wished to know from their backstory. "The Vampir as well, yet to truth, we were once allies. The dispute –

"ONLY arose when the dragons tried to outrank the only pure – blooded species of this plane." Dragul stepped behind me and I side stepped those eyes carefully. "IT is a king's duel to the death, which was forfeited with the humans as our new gain." The count told me. "Your species is the only one left, ever since their last king killed the fae, the wolves and the spirits that might have helped our world to live strong…. Yet THEY decided to get hungrier and more deadly – they too were born partly of scum's blood!" The dragon let its wings expand before Dragul stepped in front of me to divide the man from the beasts. "Sir John, you are best to stay away from this hoard of angry fools. I'm capable over their king because I plan, because I am aware of what is to be lost…and we do not slaughter, for your information."

"You taunting and threats had the village burned away, the humans with it –

"They were no longer an issue." Was all the count spoke aloud. "Come, Magi. I'll have you enlightened as you've wished. Stay well, Lord Aragorian." The count had beckoned while my body lurched after, the fear there as I'd discovered with a dripping brow.

I was, under the count's suggestion….and there was only one way to break it.

Death.

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~ And there you have it, mates! I've become an unofficial lap dog to the worst criminal and tyrant in history; but to be clear, you know he's into tall dark and rugged? Well, how should I know what he bleed'n' wants! Oy…I just hope Zee and Liz are having a fun time decoding the real truth behind those dripping fangs….so stay tuned! October came, already? Huh, good for you, lot. I'll just be trapped. Alone, as this wanker's bitch…! Find out NEXT CHAPTER!! ~

(Making John C hysterical over the fact that Dracula is picking on his won't be the last of this tale. Flashbacks to follow, and so far, no more hiatus – was waiting for October, so this is just a steady recap. Enjoy! x