Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 132

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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. Travelling 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 stopped at the end of the street to listen, some musicians were playing, I turned in that direction. Where there were musicians, it was always crowded. The place was filled with people enjoying the last nights of the summer. I jumped down from the roof in a narrow street. Today, anyone would do. I walked in the crowed to find a guy walking alone. The one I found wasn’t walking, he has his back against the wall swaying his head to the music.

“Let’s go”, I said smiling at him.

I could feel that my fangs were already out. I needed blood and his smelled good.

“I don’t know you”, he said straightening himself up.

It was a bit taller than my and his muscles showed daily outwork activities, they were still apparent under his light jumper. He seemed to be exactly what I needed.

“Follow me”, I repeated with a quick look around to make sure that nobody had noticed his reaction to me. I pushed the thoughts to his head. I was so thirsty that I had troubles to concentrate so focusing on short sentences was the best I could do.

He took himself away from the wall taken a bit aback at his own doing. He wasn’t yet totally under my control.

“This way”, I said pushing the thoughts as far as I could in his mind.

I put his hands in his pockets and looked around. I was not sure he was going to follow me but I walked away first. I was going to jump on him whether he followed me or not and I knew I couldn’t in such a crowded place. I wanted their blood, I would kill all of them with a thirst like this one.

“So what do you want”, he said.

It was a sign that he wasn’t going to obey me so easily and that he wasn’t going to be taken down easily. If he had been under my power, he wouldn’t have been able to speak. I walk further, the street was dark and narrow as I wished it.

“Hey!” He called, “I’m going back I don’t have time to play.”
I turned around slowly, my fangs were out. I had never seen my face with them but it might have been scary because his face suddenly turned blanc, he looked around a bit disoriented and I jumped on him both knees on his chess. He felt his back on the wall behind and didn’t even react as plunged my fangs in his neck. It’s only later that he tried to push my body away from him but it was too late. I had already tasted his blood it was flowing in my throat. His strength was leaving him as I was absorbing it. His grip on me was weakening with each mouthful of blood. His thoughts were flowing in my head. It was a strange sensation that I didn’t experience before.

 

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