Friday, June 30, 2017

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 128

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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 advises 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. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets. On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

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

I was tired of this, it was bringing bad memories. They would pay for what they had done to Sorina.
“I’m done”, Nicolas said putting the last sheet back to cover the face of the only female victim.
“Already?” the fat man said with a smirk.
Nicolas opened the door and walked out first without waiting for the fat man, he was probably feeling as annoyed as I was by his lack of true conversation. I ran after him and walked by his side. He was in deep thoughts and I didn’t want to talk either, I had my own views about what to do and I knew he had his and that they wouldn’t match. The Transylvanian vampire hadn’t feet last night. Tonight was my chance to catch up with them. Seeing the broad activity of their offspring they were probably not to far from the Jewish quarter. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go back there. I still had a bad feeling about the man who had been killed to satisfy that woman want for money. Vampire killing humans was one thing, human killing each other was something else. I couldn’t understand how they could kill their own kind so easily even though the world was filled with it, wars everywhere and murder like I had witnessed last night. But what was making me even hating it more was that I had been preparing myself to do the same. I was going to kill vampire, to kill my own kind and I wouldn’t look back in regret. The thought of it was somehow terrifying. I felt as if something was going to take me away from them as if after taking my revenge and killing my own kind, I would be left alone, unworthy of being a vampire, unworthy of being a human, unworthy of anything. I had been fighting the thoughts, telling myself that they deserved it, that the world would be better without it, that they had taken the most precious thing away from this world, Sorina’s smile away from me. I couldn’t forgive but I also knew that once I had killed them all, I would take a long journey to my soul if I still had one and expire my fault before joining Sorina in death.

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