The cursed mind.

Stefan was a priest, not a catholic type. He was a priest who worked the temple of his home, he was dedicated. Atleast until he met a vampire, who he fell in love with. Who he allowed to embrace him, so they could be together. They loved each other, as years past their love only grew. They were always together, never apart. The only time was when their love was working with the council. There was something about the council that bother Stefan but he never understood what. There was a energy there that seem corrupt, but he figure if … Continue reading The cursed mind.

It was one mistake

In Spain long long ago, there was a boy. His mother died when he was born, leaving him to be raised by his father who later died in a war. The boy lived the streets, stealing and doing what he could to get by. Often times he was seen as a plague, some diseased thing. He wasn’t sick, just poor. He grew up knowing no one was going to do anything for him, no one was looking out for him. He had deep rooted trust issues, so when he was embraced it was a whole other world. He come to … Continue reading It was one mistake

Proper Etiquette

William had been taking Bazzle out into fancy places, though Bazzle had never been to such and didn’t know the etiquette of such places. However William explained he would teach him, as he love to show Bazzle off, when Bazzle wasn’t in his clown get up. William bought him lovely fancy outfits with accessories. William had set up his table in his place for Bazzle and kindly explain every utensil. Showing each one and explaining its purpose and which to use at which course of meal. “I don’t understand, we are Vampires. We don’t eat food like everyone else, actually … Continue reading Proper Etiquette

If Fate were different

The man gave a very faint smile “perhaps. I must be off then father Voltruist.” He get up from the bench holding the priest hand a little longer, staring at the priest. He almost let go, but instead says “Actually father… i was wondering if perhaps you come with me. There is a cafĂ© not far from here, I’d like to talk to you more.” Voltruist stared at him still abit red in the face “Oh uh…” he checked his watch “but im really late to get to the church.” He told him. Sanderson still held his hand “You are … Continue reading If Fate were different

Biggest regrets…

After 40 years of searching, word finally came back that Sanderson fledgling had been found. He wasn’t sure if he was relieved or not. He already kick himself for not scaring off the priest. Remembering the news that the priest never showed to the church. Part of him hope the priest just got spooked and left. Though the church refused to give any real word and Sanderson came up empty handed. He was sure his fledgling killed the poor priest. He make it to the place they took rogue vampires to. Walking into the building and going to the sublevel, … Continue reading Biggest regrets…

An ear to listen

It was a beautiful night in the city, near the park where people often wander the night was a bench. There sat a very well dressed man who had been in deep thought. Contemplating things as he watch people move about, his thoughts on his fledgling”I dont know what I’m going to do.” He said to know one. Mostly cause he thought he was alone, totally missing the priest who sat at the other end of the bench. The priest looked around a moment and then looks to the very well dress man “um perhaps i could aid sir. Im … Continue reading An ear to listen