Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 332

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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.

The clan had decided to conquer a village a little further east. It wasn’t too far from the castle. It took us about one hour to get there only, we were running in groups of three, racing with each other. I had been going to the new villages all month, I was excited again, I liked to taste new humans and this village was special. I had been told by my cousin that the villagers here had never heard about vampires, that they didn’t know about us and about the blood tax. They had never been drunk from, they were new, completely new to it. I was feeling like a teacher, I had never tasted a human no vampire had drunk from before. They said that the taste was different more pure and that the human body was reacting to every little move the vampire made while drinking and that they reacted at every single one of our thoughts if we were to varied the speed of drinking. I wanted to feel that.

“Before drinking them, make them yell, it’s even better,” my cousin said. He was fifty years older, my mother didn’t like him at all and she thought he had a bad influence on me. I had been staying in his room several times now instead of going out to run in the forest with her. My father had told her that I was a boy becoming a man and that I needed to do man things and stick with the boys.

I was looking up to him. He was like the vampire I was the closet to and he knew stuff I didn’t and that my father never taught me and that my mother would have hated me to know if she even knew it existed.

My uncle gathered the villager on the place of the village. They were already scared of us, they had shown a bit of resistance at first but after seeing our strength, they had stopped fighting. They were always like that, I had been expecting more of a fit as they weren’t supposed to know who we were but apparently humans were always humans.

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