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Mar
28
Stealin Allistair’s Glory
Filed Under Adventure, Vampire Opinions, Vampire World, Vampires
Posted by Brianna
The glory of death? Allistair lived in some dramatic times. Fortunately, I’ve never been of the opinion that it was neat or cool to die. I’m pretty much anti anything that has to do with dying. Like, why go to war? That’s just so dramatic, not to mention childish. As a friend of mine would say, f that noise.
Anyway, enough about my views. Last you heard, I had jumped from the roof into shrubbery. I looked up, and there was Francesca – which was a huge relief. She helped pull me up from my leafy resting place.
“You look like hell,” she said, smirking.
“Thanks a lot,” I replied. I was trying to brush off all the leaves and twigs that got caught in my clothes and I felt like there was a forest in my hair.
“Well,” she said – sounding impatient, “we need to go recover Allistair.”
“Last I heard he was in the garden, fighting a duel or something. I kind of wish I could go watch him kick that guy Wolf’s ass.”
Francesca’s face went pale, “He’s dueling Wolf?”
“No, some other guy. The guy who was in the living room when Al fell through the window.”
“I don’t know who that is,” said Francesca, “but we must hurry. Alistair has gotten himself in a lot of trouble messing with Wolf.”
“Why would a vampire call himself Wolf? What kind of name is that?” I asked as we started to jog toward the garden. It was on the other side of the house from where I fell.
“A very old name. He’s kept it for centuries.”
I was silent and concentrated on jogging. While we went, Francesca told me that after we left her, she jumped the 10 foot fence and prowled around the grounds. She saw the power go in and out in the house, then heard the steal clang into place. That’s when she got worried. She thought maybe Al and I were stuck inside.
She was considering how best to get in the house with it all sealed up like that when I obligingly jumped from the roof.
We turned the last corner toward the garden when we heard the thunks of metal to flesh and cries of pain that were drifting from the tennis court. Francesca and I broke into a run, concentrating on the noises.
Just as we reached the final corner of the house, Francesca grabbed me so I didn’t go running out into the open. She put her finger to her mouth and we peeped carefully around the corner just in time to see Alistair stumble out of the tennis court, a gaping hole running red in his chest.
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Hi, I”m from germany,my englishwriting is not so good!Can i become a vampire,ifen wehn i”m allready 40? And how you meet a vampire?
BY.
Angel
Hey angel,
The answers are covered in other posts. I guess I should set up an FAQ page so people can find the answer and I won’t have to answer them time and time again.
I see you posted the same question several times in several different places, but forgive me if I only answer once.
To become a Vampire you must be selected by someone who is already a Vampire. You must serve as a auxillator (helper) for five years and prove yourself worthy in that time.
Your next question is probably going to be “how do I find a Vampire”. Well, I can’t help you there. You’ll just have to keep your eyes open.
I know a couple of Vampires in Munich from the time I spent there before WWII and there is a Vampire Library in Berlin but otherwise you are on your own.
Good luck.