Friday, November 6, 2015

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 42

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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. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German. Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert.

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

I walked toward the city center, taking the smallest dark streets I could find and I stopped near the church waiting for the people to get out for the night service. I walked up some stairs to have a full vision of the place which would allow me to pick someone, I crouched down there. Few minutes later a fat man went out of the pub bellow and started to yell angrily about girls who didn’t need to go to church and were going anyway. If he hadn’t smell alcohol so much he would have been the ultimate choice. I didn’t like noisy people. The bell rang slowly in the silence of the night and the fat man walked toward the church. People were going out and just threw him bad looks before walking their way home. I was looking for someone solitary still looking at the fat man. He grabbed two girls by the hair making their cover fall on the ground and not letting them took them back and dragged them to the pub. Few minutes later they were both out again a lot let dressed, one of them took a second to go back to get her cover as the second one seemed to be waiting in fear for the fat man to come out again. The smell of fear mixed with blood was more attractive than any I had tasted before. The fat man walked out with another man and introduced the girl to him. He was tall and seemed well feed, he was the perfect option for me. Just now I wanted something particular; I wanted fear with my blood. And I knew how to get it. He started to touch her indecently and as the other girl came back he started to touch her too, even though she didn’t seem to like it. The older one was trying to get him to follow her but he was holding the younger by the wrist and they all disappeared through a little door near the pub. I jumped from my observatory and followed them. It was a dark and dirty room. The windows were so dark that dusty that we couldn’t even see the light from the street. I knock on the wall to measure the thickness, there were thick enough for the noise that I was planning on making.
“What do you want?” the man said looking toward me without letting go of the girl who was trying to stop him from taking her shirt off.
I smirked. The younger girl walked toward me to tell me to get out as the man bite the other one on the shoulder making her cry.
“Come back here and let the kid watch”, the man said with an authoritative voice.
She looked at me a second and as she moved away I grabbed her scarf. It was a long woollen scarf strong enough for my purpose. I jumped on the man before she had time to arrive near him making him fall on his back on the bed and started to attach his hands above his head. It had been so sudden that he didn’t even fight back. The girl had gotten up quickly and covered herself.
“What do you think you are doing?” the man said angrily I punched him in the face knocking him out for a minute.

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1 comment:

  1. Nooooo you can't stop there! I am so into this scene. Why do you do this to me? ;) lol.