Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 313

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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. After finding out that a younger version of Nicolas might not be acting with his best interest at heart, Viorel decides to leave for the north. He is now traveling with two people, Alexej who needed to get out of Praha and Irina who he accidentally rescued.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left off last week.

Irina was not in my room. Curiously I noticed that the window was open. She might have been in need for fresh air before going back to her room but it didn’t sound like Irina either. I hated my weakness, had I drunk more of her blood, had I not spare her she would still have been standing exactly where I left her. I went to her room and it was equally empty. I cursed remembering her story, her and her mother hiding from the dragons in the wood until someone came to look for them. There were no dragons here, they only belonged to her imagination but that was none the less dangerous. I went back to my room, walked to the window to looked at the forest. She had used the bed clothes to make herself a ladle. Me who had finally stopped thinking that she would run away, I felt like such a fool. But it wasn’t me she was running from. I walked to the border of the balcony, breathing the air around me, trying to find her smell in the atmosphere, to follow her. She was barefoot, she couldn’t be too far. I couldn’t estimate how long it had taken me to stop the horses and how long it had taken her to escape my power. Not long enough. I jumped to the ground and receptionned myself badly. It wasn’t high for a vampire but it was for a human and I was a human when lacking blood. I cursed my clumsiness and started to run in the forest, looking for the signs of her escape, the footsteps imprinted in the wet ground, broken branches on the floor and on the nearby bushes. It was all I could do, I tried and try again to smell her and the memory came back to me. The memory of me running in the forest, a lot faster than I was doing now, closer to the ground feeling the mud stick to my legs, feeling the grass and the herbs all around me, the distinct smell of each of them, hearing the cries of the birds. My hand started to change first but I didn’t notice it. I only notice that my shoes suddenly felt too big for me but I couldn’t stop running, I left them one after the other stuck in the mud. I started to breath and smell more easily, the smell of the forest after the rain was opening my other senses and in the same way it had happened in Praha once before, my clothes slide against my thinner wolf body. I didn’t know why and I didn’t know how but I was transforming and I could smell Irina on every branch she had touched. Once again I was a wolf and I didn’t even ask myself how I managed to change without the moon, not yet, I was too busy trying to find a way to get to Irina.

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