Night Of the Vampyres:Chapter 3

[Cyclone]

Well, sorry for the long gap between my updates, but here it is!

Night of the Vampyres Chapter III: Jen

Prince Vincent was let into the elder's archive, inside the sanctuary, because he was king. Gods who watched over the land, defined recordings in this one archive. As it turns out, the left behind knew little about what was really going on. When Vincent searched for the location of the six other sanctuaries, he had found out a little history, aswell as the fact that 4 of those six sanctuaries were still standing. Originally, they had built over 1 million sanctuaries, since the Vampire's rule was long, they kept it like this. Through the years, the sanctuaries were destroyed, but customs made it so that the prince only had to visit active ones. Vincent stayed there for not too long before he took flight towards the next sanctuary. Not long after he took flight, however, he was shot down by cross shaped bullets, and soon, he was laying facedown in a pile of dirt. Soon, two tall figures started trudging their way toward Vince. He looked up and saw more details. Both were wearing some type of coat, and it was a male and female. A british male voice called out "You like that, don't you, Vampyre scum?!" Vincent saw him take out a revolver and brandished it at him. A bold female voice said "Wait till he gets up, it would be ashame to see him die, already in pain, so we just have to-" all of the sudden, Vincent shot his vampyric claw into the man's stomach, then kicked the girl and threw the man at her. Vince pulled the man up, then slammed him to a tree, "Hello Valtieri, so glad to see you." Vince punched him in the gut, then knee'd his face. "You killed Vance, you fucking bastard!" Valtieri took out a metal cross, then stabbed it into the vampyre's stomach. "Begone from whence you came, Vampyre!" Vincent's body felt burning, as if he were standing in the midst of a fire, his body felt twisted, and he saw ashes, mixed with some thick liquid, like tar. Vincent started fading, before he lost consciousness, a light figure pounced Valtieri away. Vincent woke up almost immediatley and saw Valtieri and some other girl struggle. Vincent took soem time to recover, then closed in on the two. Before he knew it, Vince saw Valtieri throw the girl away, then advance on Vincent. Vincent however, took his two daggers out and stabbed them onto Valtieri's shoulders. He lifted Valtieri and stopped at the edge of a waterfall. He held Valtieri's limp body up, above the waterfall. "Valtieri, you poor soul... ", "hmph, can't, er, augh" "Ahahaha, even at your most vulnerable time, you struggle, as I see you die, I feel no pity, you useless friend" "I, *cough* don't know *cough* who..." "Hush! Before you die, you putrid pig, let me tell you this... I AM VANCE, you idiot!" Vance shrugged him off, watching him fall into the water below. He saw the girl that attacked Valtieri, in the darkness. Vincent pounced on her, with his daggers drawn, he held the daggers at her throat, and whispered, "Who are you?", the girl kicked him off, making him land into a tree. She chuckled, than said "So this is our royalty? Our grand prince? Huh?" Vincent rose up, then said "That doesn't answer my question, bitch!", "I'm a vampyre, like you Vincent, my name, is Jen..." At the mention of the name, Vicnent felt a soft breeze, and a short silence. "J-Jen?! The keeper?! The one who forced this Vampyre crap on me?!" Jen jumped to a tree branch and hung there, rather playfully. "The very one." before Vincent could answer however, he felt and saw a shuriken tear through his chest....


Part 1 end



Sorry, I had to make this into two parts, as I'm too lazy to finish this. And yes, I notice there is alot of swearing in this one, just a new thing. I figured I'd put it in now, since everyone is changing. Vance turned into Vincent, making his personality more aggresive, yet charismatic. Oh, and for Valtieri, I'll add a feature explaining his story

[bloodedyautja]

again my complements. pretty decent I'd say. don't apoligies for the swearing it works int eh story. looking forward ti the second part.

[thapunkpred15]

I got some advice...........Make your stories into paragraphs so they'll be easier to read.

[Cyclone]

Yes, Punk, I really have trouble with that, people advice that to me all the time, and I wasn't apologizing, that's like saying sorry every time I say the word, "fuck" no siree, I was just pointing that out.

Part 2

Vincent dropped to the ground, writhing in pain, he looked up and saw the woman running toward him. "Jen, help!" he screamed, as the woman held a blade above her head. Vincent could not spot Jen and was soon kicked in the stomach. He felt an icy sting when he flew, and saw a large gaping wound in his chest. The woman walked slowly toward him, taking fancy and small steps. "The name's Rose, recently signed on Vampire Hunter. " Rose's voice was intimidating, and strong, very much in contrast to Jen's slightly squeeky (sp?) and soft voice. Vince's body was forced up, Vicnent couldn't control his body, soon, he was starting to shift. His face looked as if his skin was burning off, and soon, he was on the ground, then he got up. He strided to Rose, in a regal step, as Rose backed away, stunned with fear. Vincent soon found himself lashing himself at her, and sinking his teeth into her neck. Soon, he let her collapse onto the tree. Vincent picked her up and placed her softly onto a small patch of grass. Vincent started gaining control of his body, and soon, he was just sitting on a hillside, looking at the moon, deep in thought. "Ahhh, how I miss my old life. I was so calm, and peaceful, before this nightmare began, hmmm. Valtieri wouldn't have been killed, I would've become a greater warrior, but even if my life has changed to a dark side, I sense no evil. I see a nuetral path, although others find our ways to be dark." suddenly, a ruffle came from a bush. Jen soon pounced out of the bush and playfully tackled Vincent. Rose soon woke up, only unconscious, having actually been turned into a creature of the night. "Have a nice sleep, Rose?" Vincent looked at her, her hair was already a deep maroon, and her skin was before, very pale, so she hadn't changed much. Rose stood, unsteady, and tried to suck up everything. "Jen, take Rose to wherever your staying, I will rendevous shortly."


Because of lack of time, I have to stretch the story even more, sorry!

[Cyclone]

I'm not going to even bother putting a title. srrry, I'm too lazy, but there is a time skip, along with the new feature. oh, and sorry for the double post, I'll just edit the second part to add to this part

2 years later...


Having only one shrine left, Vincent felt elated. He had learned the power of Khameleon, which can only change his form to a more regular human form. The previous shrines were easy, as Jen had scout them out already. Rose was off on her own, to train as her own vampire. Vincent's hair was already 6 inches down onto his neck. In human form, he was an average male, with dark marron eyes still, but mahogany hair. He was just strolling down a dark alleyway in a nearby city when he was pulled into a small nook. It was covered in dust, and surprised at the moment, Vincent looked around. It too, was shaped like a tomb, almost like the one he had first stumbled in. It had torches, but only one was lit, and very faintly. Vincent stood up, somehow already changed into his vampire human form. He saw something flicker, than a giant bat just burst from the shadows and was somehow morphing into a human. Vincent made up a small fire, and all of the sudden, the room was extremely well lit, and it wasn't just a small nook, it was a cavernous ground, Vince soon realized it to be a burial commons. An attractive woman was standing in the center of a few candles, and they were surrounded by a circle of coffins, all wooden. "Hello, names Claire." she sounded regal, and much like Rose. Her voice sounded young though, like Jen's. Vincent took a better looka ther, and saw that she had strange bluish hair, along with a feather scarf. Draped on her back was a regal cape, looking more in the sense of fashion than symbolism. She was stunningly beautiful, and she wore these noble clothes, not much diffrent in style with Jen's. Vincent looked more closely at her at recognized her as a vampire. "Nice place you got here, I thought it was only me, Jen, and the other worshippers and people I've randomly bitten. So, you come to join me?" the woman Vincent thought, was around 19, although hard to tell, as the Vampyrism had made him seem younger aswell. The girl walked toward him and responded "In what? Ahahahaha, years I've served as a loyal assassin, so ready to strike, yet now, our race is so dead. I have companions, that wish to join you, and you will do as I say. I have served for many years, far beyond which a human could easily take in, and you? You're not prince yet Vincent, neither are you that good." Vincent snarled at the woman's taunts, but he was curious as to waht companions she could hold, so he played along. Claire gestured toward something in the back, and soon, a smart looking man entered the room from behind a large pillar. He had blond ruffled hair, and he wore a shouldercoat that formed into a spiked cape in the back. He had light green eyes, and looked hardly like a vampyre. He held a long staff, with an end that looked like a dragon, spiraling around a ball of fire. His voice was sharp, and somewhat smart sounding, yet strong. "My name is Nemesio, heir to the thirteenth court, along with my sister, Lamis, we create one of the royal families." Vincent saw some kind of loneliness in the fellow, as he had an air of distance, and Vincent somehow saw some aloofness in him. Claire spoke up, snapping Vicnent out of his thinking, "Lamis cannot accompany you, for her own reasons, and Nemesio's. But my brother, would gladly join us." Claire walked by, Nemesio and Vincent following aptly. She reached a coffin and kicked open the lid, inside lay a twisted (figuratively) man. His eyes, were redder, more maroon than anyone could imagine, his skin deathly pale. He had a macabre smile, and his hair was a crazy white. His chest was wrapped in rib bones, over a black cloth jumpsuit. He wore a belt, with a ripped up blood hip cape. His chin wasn't visible, as it was covered by his blood scarf, which too, ended in shreds. He had braces and shin pads, both made by a white metal, shining bright and in contrast. one bracer, had a long thick blade, and his "shoes" ended in giant blades, curving up like clown shoes. His eyes burst open, and he rigidly and stiffly stood up, and said, in such a dark, cold, and raspy voice, "Hello... My name is Damien, but you can call me Kain..." Hell about that nuetral crap that Vincent thought about, Damien just brings a whole new meaning to horror, macabre, Vampyre, the words are endless.



Well, I'd add Damien's picture, but I'll let you visualize it, so you can create your own twisted little creature. Yes, I might have gone overboard with the describing how the characters looked, but atleast it was more descriptive.

Hehe,

Theme songs:

Vincent--Sandstorm-Darude

Claire--Some form of midnight sonata

Nemesio--Me against the world-Simple Plan

Damien...er, Kain (??!?!)--Having a wonderful time-tiny tim (Me:This is one twisted due )