Friday, September 16, 2016

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 87

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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 can’t get his hand open”, she was. I could hear the panic in her voice as I turned around to see that the last hourglass was almost over. I jumped out of my chair and knelled near the bed. The strength of Nicolas’ hand was unexpected. It had nothing to do with the strength of the old man he was few weeks ago. I was careful not to touch the stone but when the last moment came I couldn’t escape it anymore. I opened Nicolas’ hand and grabbed the stone out of it. That when it begun again, I felt backward on the ground the stone processing its magical effect to my memory. I was reliving that terrible night.
It all started with Dylan giving me his bracelet few nights before. We were at Sorina’s parents’ inn. No matter what she would tell them they still found it safer to have her within their eyesight and I couldn’t blame them. She was still a little scared of Dylan. He had these deep green eyes that would have bewitched anyone around and she was afraid that he would forget she was not a meal. She was sitting close to me holding my arm really tight, her head resting on my shoulder. I could feel her heart beat through our light summer shirts. Dylan was smiling at us and I knew for sure that I could trust him. There was something about him that I had always felt about me, he was at the wrong place and he needed someone out of his clan to keep his sanity. The only person he had ever loved and trust had abandoned him when he was still too young to complain and the only thing he had left from him was this bracelet that he was now handing to me, as his new brother.
“I’ll make sure they don’t come here as soon as night falls and at the end of the night”, he said. Since his clan had decided not to follow the rules of mine on the territory anymore, protecting Sorina’s family had become our priority.
“I’ll be here before night fall and after dawn”, I said. I didn’t mean to refuse his help but I knew that Sorina wasn’t feeling comfortable with him alone and her parents either. He laughed.

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