Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 33

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Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advices of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week.

“So you came back, vampire, as stupid as the others of your species who dared crossing my path.” He had a short laugh. “Igor, bring him to me, downstairs.”
The giant growled and rushed on me. I took my blade, still stained by the inn owner’s blood and took position, waiting for him. Before the impact I could see the priest disappear by a little door behind the stoup. I cut the giant’s arm near the elbow as he punched me in the face. I heard my jaw crack and rolled in the benches, holding tightly the sword grip in my hand not to lose it. He was stronger that I had imagined and tall but he was also clumsy and slow as his weight was heavier to carry than mine. I rolled under some benches putting space between us. He was pushing them aside trying to get to me. I got up as fast as I could, massaging my painful jaw. As he rushed on me again, I lowered myself at the last second and dig the blade in his leg. I felt the muscles and tendons break under the edge of my sword and he felt with a painful cry. His femoral artery was also cut open and his blood was spreading on the church’s floor. As the rate of blood spreading around him I knew that he wasn’t going to last long. With a last look at him, I walked to the end of the church to follow the steps of the priest, while catching back my breath. The speed was flowing in me with the adrenaline rush do the action as well as with the blood but I was still bounded with the breathing.
As I arrived in what I should call the priest torture chamber, he was preparing tools that should have been used on me with two young assistant who looks terrified and famished. I could have sworn that he had being practicing on them.
“Lay him on the table Igor”, he said not looking in direction of the door.
“Igor won’t be laying anyone on this table anymore”, I answered. I didn’t have time to waste, someone was ment to notice the mess and the dead body in the church. As he turned around to face me, his usual smile disappeared. One of the young boys couldn’t hide a hiccup. I walked toward the priest without according more attention to them than to gesture them to run away. They didn’t wait for me to repeat myself. Once we were alone the priest started to talk again.
“Servitors are not anymore what they used to be”, he sighed and started preparing some bottles as if that was of high importance.
“You see this, I’m almost done”, he turned around again showing me a bottle containing some greenish liquid which seemed to me extremely sticky, stinky and viscous. I was keeping him at a god distance, my sword between us. His behavior was alien to me, I had expecting him to be enrage and to try to kill me straight away.
“You’re a very particular vampire, with your powers, I have no doubts that I could finally achieve the goal of my life and obviously, for your precious help, I would share with you.”
So that was where he was going, from killing me to torturing me to get information to sharing the discovery with me. Human were very versatile creature, ready to do everything to save themselves. I could still hear the disdain in is voice as he pronounced the last words.
“I’m not interested”, I said quickly to put an end to his indecent proposition.

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