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Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.
“A better you, faster,
stronger, with all the right muscle trained and all the right ideas implemented in his head, just ready to serve our cause, the perfect
god,” the long-haired demon continued. “This is why, you don't
need to live anymore, we have him, we don't need you.”
Kamaril couldn't take his
eyes away from his clone, he was feeling nauseous. A god, he was a
god, since the fight he was sure of it. They all should have been
gods but they all died to be replaced but those. He looked in the
distance, the room was filled with these boxes, the clones were
everywhere, surrounding him like in his worse nightmare. They weren't
real but they were still more real than anything. He needed a way out
and fast. He knocked his gloved hands as hard as he could on the
glass's surface but it didn't bunch.
The demon in his back
laughed. He wanted to get out, he looked up at the ceiling but it was
too laugh to take a chance flying. He needed to talk his way out but
for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to say.
“You don't have anymore
question or comments? Did the discovery of your better self made you
swallow your tongue?” the demon said.
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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.
She didn’t let me tell her twice and started to run like a rabbit hunted by dog. She was pulling her dress up to forbid it to get entangled in her legs. She was fast but not fast enough. I caught up with her easily, she looked back at me, I slowed down to let her hope she accelerated. I did that many times laughing before finally catching her just before the bridge. I grabbed her by the waist and carried her quickly under the bridge. I didn’t want to risk been seen with her. She was looking straight at me with the wet eyes of a fawn. She wasn’t crying anymore. I could see the mark of her dry tears on her cheeks. She didn’t yell either and I found it particularly disturbing. She had begged the man when he had attacked her. But she didn’t beg for her life with me. I stayed holding her close for a while feeling her chest going up and down, looking at her, waiting for her to yell, to beg, to try to escape, to fight back but she didn’t. I let my hand slide along her left arm, her skin was warm and soft and a little bit wet from having run so much. I placed my fingers on her thin and delicate wrist. I pressed slightly to feel her pulse. I could feel her agony, as I made her wait for her death and I could see in her eyes that she was still hoping for me to let her live. Humans are strange creatures, even in the most desperate situation they can still find something, in their brain making them thing that maybe there is an infinitesimal possibility for them to survive and go on. I smiled had her before digging my fang in her neck. My nose was invaded by the smell of sweat and blood. I couldn’t stop my tongue to lick the salt on the skin as I suck more blood. Her flowery perfume was still filling her head which move with every suction. There was something really new for me in her blood. I didn’t remember ever feeling so powerful. It might have been the fact that I had drunk from two men before having her or maybe because I was so much stronger than her or even because she hadn’t even fought me or said a word but her blood was sweet and delicious and I felt the power in my vein. It was hard to pull away. I knew that if I was to drink too much I would kill her. I let her pulse slow down to the limit. She was already unconscious. I carried her back to the hotel room. She was as light as a feather. I lay her on the bed and pull the blanket on her, when deprived from their blood, human would get cold really easily. It seemed that their blood moving in their body was making them hot. I knew that I was feeling hot now, with so much energy inside of me. I took a towel in one of the bed’s side table’s drawers and attached it around her neck to make sure that nobody would notice the two dark, deep holes that my fangs had left in her neck, in case someone entered the room.
The first of her organic
chemistry book was already open on her lap, she had been reading the
all time I was asleep. So far so good to teach Alex about
underestimating his sister.
"I have a lot to do
too, feel free to knock and come read here," I said.
"I'm counting on
that too, just because having you in the room will force me to stay
awake. This really makes me sleepy, chapter two and already so many
formulas," Amy said.
She pilled her books and
walked to the door. I stood up to help her get everything to her
room. There was a note half slid behind her door.
"I heard her knock
but I didn't want to face her," Amy said, "so I spied
through your hole until she was gone, I didn't see her put the note
though."
I picked it up as she
placed the books on her desk.
"How could you do
this to me! Do you know how hard I had to work to get you accepted in
the group in the first place? It's so unfair, they are all mad at me,
especially Jimmy. You'll pay for this, you can't just get in and got
away with it so easily. T."
Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.
Kamaril felt as if
something was calling him toward it even more but the demon was
blocking the view. He walked pass him to have a look. The glass box,
just like every other box in the room was filled with a light
transparent blue thick liquid. But it was different that any other
box. Kamaril was inside. He blinked coming closer. He was inside of
the box, it was him, like a reflection in the mirror. His jaw relaxed
as he hoped his mouth in disbelieved unable to make a sound. He could
feel the breath of the demon behind him on his wings, he was almost
laughing but Kamaril didn't want to laugh. He was inside of the box
which meant that he was replaceable, he was not unique in this world
anymore, there was someone like him, someone identical, someone who
could step out of that box and take his place anytime.
“How do you like your
clone? It could even convinced your mum that he is you, couldn't he?”
the demon said.
“What's the meaning of
this?” Kamaril managed to muttered but he was barely audible.
