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Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.
“I don't
know. Something or someone they thought was here and they couldn't
find because either it's not, either it was gone before they
arrived.” Seti said.
“But if we
don't know what it is, what can we do about it?” Azazel asked. It
made sense but he was a bit unconvinced and they had work to do to
clean up the mess and make the place viable.
“We
investigate,” Evalynn said.
“You want
to go around looking for something you don't know even exist, we
don't really have time for that,” Azazel said.
“My point
is, there is nobody else for the job and I'm scared,” Evalynn said.
That was
something Azazel couldn't really resist. Evalynn being fragile like
that made him was to hug her and more, he would have done anything
she asked.
“Then were
do we start?” He asked.
“We get
Sahel and we go to his place, I'm sure someone there is going to know
something,” Seti said demanding.
“That will
have to wait after his trance though,” Azazel said.
“I guess I
can live with that,” Seti answered.
When they
arrived, the teacher was sitting near the door, he seemed very tired.
He was definitely getting older this days, with all the mess going
around the sanctuary.
“We don't
tell him anything,” Azazel whispered.
Evalynn
nodded. She wanted everything to be back to normal and to be able to
just listen to the teacher when she had done in the first few days of
her arrival at the sanctuary but with the Hunters out there, these
days seemed to be long gone.
Sorry Guys, I have been away on Sundays again. Hopefully I'll be back for a while this time.
Pre-Plot:
Brownie is a normal girl, or so she thinks. She likes to chat with her
sisters about random things, she likes fashion and she is member of the
fashion club at school. But one day, as her little brother gets really
sick because of a curse placed on him, she meets this really strange guy
who cures him absorbing the baby's sickness within himself. As he is
about to fall from his new acquired fever, Brownie sees Yue's soul and
immediately falls in love with him. But Yue is not a human, Yue is a
demon.
Brownie and Yue will built their love story until....
Plot:
Until Yue's soul is stolen. There is nothing left of their love. The
purple light dancing in Yue's grey eyes is gone. Forever? Not quite.
Brownie is desperate to find it back. And to get a soul stolen by
demons, she needs to go deep into dark magic! But Brownie is not a
witch, she is just looking for a spell powerful enough to bring her love
back. When an amateur starts playing with strong magic without
preparation and without caring for the consequences, things turn
wrong...
Let's start right where we left off with the beginning of chapter 2.
She looked for it again
and again but a strident scream burst her eardrums. Deep inside her
she heard a familiar voice.
“Please. Please. Help
me. Don’t leave me.”
She turned around just to
see the purple dancing light vanish into some green fire. She tried
to reach it but woke up suddenly in cold sweat, breathing heavily.
Yue’s soul called for her once more.
Welcome to a new part of Vampire Heart unedited. Have you been bitten yet?Sign up to be part of our awesome Vampire Friday blog hop team! You know you want to!
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.
“Can
you read German?” I asked.
I
didn’t really want her to try on on my diary but the diary of the
priest still needed to be translated.
“Yes,”
she said looking by the window again, “but I can’t read what you
are writing in and that unnerves me.”
“And
why does it unnerves you?” I asked.
“Because
it makes me feel like and uneducated peasant
girl,”
she said.
“I
can teach you if you want but you will have to teach me Russian,” I
said.
She
looked back straight at me. I could feel that she was hesitating
between her desire to learn and her will to keep secrets about her
origin from me.
“Where
are those German books?” she finally said.
“They
are written in old German, I’m not sure that you will be able to
read them either,” I said standing up to get the priest diary from
my luggage.
She
had a small snubbing laugh as if she was sure of her knowledge of the
language and I knew that she wouldn’t give up reading them as she
wouldn’t like to pass for a peasant girl. Her proud had something
repulsive and appealing at the same time. I wanted to make her
shallow it but it was also amusing to watch. I realized that I hadn’t
been in company of aristocrat for a long time and the condition she
was in didn’t make me thing about it before but she had the
education and the attitude. Now I just needed to figure out what had
happened to her family in the grand duchy of Muscovy to make her so
unwilling to go back there or to even talk about it.
She
opened the old diary and I saw her eyes wrinkled on the first page.
“You
know educated people are supposed to write in French and priest are
normally writing in latin, what kind of person did you get those
from?” she said.
I
was already amazed that she knew it was from a priest but I didn’t
want to let her see that.
"Hey, you're back
already," she said. "Lucky you, I did all the cooking and
the dishes."
"I did it on
purpose," I said, "I always black out just on time to avoid
doing cores, it has been working all my life and you're my new
slave." I said sitting on a chair at my desk and looking for a
fork.
"Right! Don't expect
me to be doing all the cooking and all the cleaning though, I was
just hungry," Amy said.
"That was a joke,"
I said. "I wish I could be doing to on purpose, just I'm not
even sure of the purpose of it all anymore."
"Did you really
think that fainting ever had a purpose? I mean I know you said that
your brain got used to it and you don't feel too good it you don't
get your dose of it but for anyone else around, it's perfectly find
to be conscious most of the time."
"I know, but it has
become and habit and that's not really something I have control
over," I said.
"I think I'll be
really annoyed if I was to miss out so much of my life, life is
already so short and I have so much to do. I realize that even more
now. I spend the day reading which I would have considered a waste of
time before. And that was so much fun compared to whatever I'm used
to," Amy said.
"You are telling me
that organic chemistry is better than going out at a party with your
friends or shopping for shoes?" I asked in disbelieve.
"I wouldn't go that
far, maybe," Amy said slowly, "But I do realize that if I
was to go to parties every day, especially one like Thursday night
and if I was to get new shoes everyday, they I wouldn't even have a
chance to wear them and that would be pretty lame. I mean there is
more to life."
