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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.
It was time for diner. I had been deprived from contact with humans other than Nicolas and Perenelle since we had arrived in Praha. Nicolas’ friend were rarely visiting especially after Nicolas had refused to let them use the philosopher stone or even to look at it or at the research attached to it. I felt a bit unfair to me as those people had been preparing the house for us and getting our packages for two years before we arrived. I had thought at that time that it wasn’t good of Nicolas to send his research away that anyone could have taken it for themselves but his friends had been really reliable. I thought that the only Nicolas would have given them something, at least a clue but the new Nicolas wasn’t that type of person. I wondered how he could evolved to be such an amazing old man from who he was now, it was a real mystery to me. The deprivation of human company and my burial into work had led me to think of myself in a different way. I hadn’t felt the need to drink blood due to Nicolas high intervention on my system and the long hours of work but I had also forgotten the idea of feeding on my own kind.
The new Nicolas had always made me feel like I wasn’t a human, I wasn’t really a vampire in his eyes but I was more of a study subject than I had been for his old self. I had somehow lost my aversion on feeding on my own kind. I didn’t feel that I needed to chose between being human and being a vampire anymore.
I walked toward the Jewish quarter. It was a bit far but I knew that crossing the city was going to make me meet some food and the second scene of murder was in the Jewish quarter anyway. The vampires were probably ready to go out if there weren’t out already and if this was their playground I needed to be careful. I started to walk along the street, very close to the wall in the shadow, making sure that I could take a good grasp of my environment. I reached the Jewish quarter before meeting anyone, I was starting to think that people were already all home for the night. It was a nice feeling, I was getting excited by the new kind of hunt. I hadn’t been hunting indoors for as long as I could remember but my instinct knew how to proceed. But that was too much to ask, voices came from the street on the right. They were speaking Czech and it didn’t seem to be good. I hurt the light click of a knife being opened. It was not reassuring for human to travel at night.
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