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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.
Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week.
I
entered the street still hiding in the shadow to observe. When I was
in the hunting mode, I was as light as a cat, I could go anywhere I
wanted without making a single sound. There was a rich looking couple
with their back on the wall, the woman was half hiding behind her
companion, her blood was the most smelly in the group, she was
afraid. I passed my tongue on my fang feeling like tasting her. The
smell already was making me crazy. The man seemed to be repeated
again and again that they didn’t have more money than they had
already given, he was pleading for the two other men with knifes in
front of him to follow them to their house and that he would give
them anything. It was a very good and very bad idea at the same time.
The street was safe for the aggressors, going to the house was way
too much trouble even if the prize would be a lot better. They seemed
to agree with me. The one closer to the couple dug his blade in the
side of the man while the other was taking the woman away.
The man
bend slowly on the dirty ground of the street holding his wound with
both hand, the blood was flowing out of him. Him too smelled like
fear and smelled like death. That’s the moment they chose to jump
from the roof. They were dressed in black, both of them, light like
cats, vampire. I noticed there slightly tainted skin like my own.
They had the smell of the castle in Transylvania on them.
I knew who
they were and they were fast, they had been feeding properly unlike
me. Even with my meal from last night and my vampire over confidence
I knew I was no match for them. I took a good look at the way they
moved and the way the feed hoping that they wouldn’t recognize me
here but I was safe, the smell of the blood they were sucking out of
the bodies was way to strong and covered my own smell. The lady had
fallen on the floor, at first she had started to yell without her
voice vacillating at all but now it seemed that all the air had
evacuated her lungs. She seemed terrified and she couldn’t move.
One part of me was feeling the need to hold her and reassure her
before digging my fangs into her neck. I had no idea where my fang
had been coming from but one day as I was eating a particularly juicy
piece of meat they had appeared making Nicolas carve for more tests
on me. I liked my fang, especially during the hunt. They were more
practical than my sword even though I would never have left my sword
away while going out.
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