Friday, November 17, 2017

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 147

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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

“Nice to meet you”, I said pulling away before he grabbed me. He was like my bear could have been his hands were like claws and I didn’t want to be grabbed by one of them. With the blood he had drunk tonight, he could have just broken any of my bones just by closing his fist on them. He was a formidable adversary. I had the feeling that this was going to be a lot of fun.
He came toward me. I had never imagine how mad he was. I was really pissed, I couldn’t take Sorina out of my mind, I wanted to go back now and get her but I knew that in my current state I would just make her in danger more than she already was and he knew it.
“I thought you meant nice to kill you”, he said porting his first attack to my head, I lowered myself and the sword passed above me, and made it come back a bit lower and I had to lower myself even more to avoid being hit. When he went at it the same time, I jumped and blocked the fourth blow while going down, I almost lost balance while landing as he pushed me toward the wall. He wasn’t using his arm only, he was putting the weight of his entire body into his blade and I could tell that he was really heavy. I turned on myself before hitting the wall, his blade went through, I tried to attack his side while he was taking it out but he was faster and blocked the attack then attacked again. Once on the right, once on the left, our sword stayed against each other, he tried to come closer but I jumped backward. I didn’t have time to find myself back that he was already on me. He liked it blade against blade and he was trying to grab me with his other hand. I lowered myself once again, pulled up my short blade and pushed up toward his chest, digging the blade deeply. He took few steps back, and I took the opportunity to regain my composure, I knew the knife had been deep in a very painful area but he just took it out from behind his ribs and throw it away.
“You might think you fight well because you managed to get me but there is no way in hell I’ll ever lose to a traitor like you”, he said.

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