Bloonlines and Seduction

The past has its way of coming back to haunt one in many ways. But in some ways it helps to center a person in their present, reminding them of whom and what they are as well as where they have to go.

The year is 1341 and Celeste, stands across a shallow creek, only feet away from a mysterious woman on the other side.

Celeste as Frances: A v…vampire?

Anabel: Seem to be shocked… is this the first time of you hearing of such?

Celeste as Frances: No… it’s just… I mean from what I remember… vampires are… I mean they
look…

Anabel: Monstrous looking? …Ugly? (saying as she paces around her seductively)

Celeste as Frances: Well …

Anabel: A mere fable... The questions at hand are more about you dahling.

Celeste as Frances: Me?

Anabel: Yes… you are… extraordinary… beautiful… and extraordinary… umm Celeste is it?

Celeste: How’d you know my name?

Anabel: That isn’t relevant now… but the question you seek to know is...

Celeste: … (looks curiously)

Anabel: (continues to pace) You know much about the world and all that lies between… yet
you know the least of yourself… your heritage… your past.

Celeste: You said that we are kin… am I a… a vampire?

Anabel: I do wish to answer your questions dahling… unfortunately there are… rules.

Celeste: Rules?

Anabel: You know… laws that which all worlds are governed by?

Celeste: I know what rules are I’m just saying…

Anabel: Well… here’s the deal. If you wish to know all that you do not, you must say your
goodbyes to this world. This life of war… false living… masquerade and deception you have
been leading for years, and all that is in it.

Anabel looks off to the east as the sun begins to rise.

Celeste: …

Anabel: You have until sunset… if you are not here come then… the deal is off (saying as
she dashes off with great speed into the remaining shadows).

Celeste then begins to walk back to her camp as everyone begins to awake from the spell.

“I had spent most of my time fighting in the hundred year war becoming strong… fearless,
saving lives and trying to get back to my love. I had not taken in the thought that I
knew very little about my own origins. I grew up with witches… mystics and various other
magic users… but I always knew I was different from them. But I didn’t know I was
something else completely. I had a lot of thinking to do in short little time. The day
went on as I walked with the other soldiers through the land. Fernand tried to converse
with me many times in that day about his dreams… his fears… family. But I was too into my
own thoughts of the vampire’s offer to pay attention or even show empathy to him. The
terms what if, who, how and when passed my mind about myself, vampires… my birth mother
and father... I guess I knew my decision before I even made it. Soon it was time to get
rid of the false identity of Frances once again, as I did many times before; only it
wasn’t elaborated as the other times. No… this time I just left… no goodbyes… no spells…
I just left. I took what weapons I could and just left. We had traveled miles on foot
across the land so I used the wind and shadows as my guide and I ventured back to other
creek that night to meet the vampire.”

Celeste comes up on the creek once again meeting Anabel just as the sunset leaves only
darkness in the sky. Shadows consume the area almost completely and Anabel steps from
them like a living shadow of herself.

Anabel: I knew you would come… (saying as she holds out her hand)

Celeste takes Anabel’s hand then begins to walk into the water across the creek.

Anabel: No… leave your weapons.

Celeste: What?

Anabel: Think of it as a leap in trust…

Celeste takes one look at her blades, hesitant at first, then drops them into the grass
by her feet along with her helmet and parts of her armor, taking Anabel’s hand. The two
then venture down the creek hand in hand to a small boat where Anabel is helped in by the
driver into it and followed by Celeste. Both sit in the boat as the driver pushes the
boat off the land and begins paddling and steering them down the river. (the driver wears
a tattered and torn cloak hiding his pale face and middle aged skin. His hands are
covered in scars and shadow from woods around them)

Celeste: Who… who is this man?

Anabel: Some one whom has served my kind well over the years. This is basically what he
does… commute us from place to place by which ever way we demand…boat… carriage… horse…

Celeste: A slave?

Anabel: No actually… He’s free to go when he wishes… but he has no one or any where to
go… so he works for us… in exchange… we “take care” of him. A fair arrangement I think.

“At that time, my instinct was telling me there was a lot more to what she saying, and I
would soon find out exactly what. But such a thing escaped my mind the closer we got to
the vampire’s home, which was beyond words could describe.”

Celeste: Oh my… wow (saying as she looks shocked, surprised and amazed)

Anabel: I never get tired of that look on peoples faces (saying with a smile on her face)
welcome to Mondragon Manor.

The castle extends as high as a skyscraper (resembles the castle in castlevania) and
expands for almost a mile around. Its stones are riddled with age from top to bottom
resembling a dark and ancient tone. As the driver steers the boat toward the castle along
the creek, it becomes a long stretched river, he enters the boat into a large arch way
towards a gate, which opens slowly as they approach closer. Anabel and Celeste ascend out
of the small boat to a set of stairs, and are greeted by servants of Anabel at the top.
Two female servants both dressed in tatter brown robes, and long stringy brown hair. Both
have light but clean skin wearing no shoes and various fang bite marks scattered on
they’re bodies. One carries a lantern, lighting the way in from of Anabel whom is being
followed by Celeste down a large and dark hall way. Another servant follows behind
Celeste who nervously watches the servant girl behind her.

Anabel: Don’t worry, they are obedient and do as I say when I say... they won’t harm you.

Celeste: Are they too… vampire?

Anabel: No… just servants. Come, we have much to discuss.

Celeste and Anabel walk up a staircase in a tower. Once they come to the top of the
staircase Celeste is marveled by the elegant and fancy design (of various origins such as
English roman celtic etc) of the castle interior. It is filled with expensive paintings,
rugs, candle lit chandeliers hanging from the ceiling in various areas, a winding
staircase that recedes to a second level then splits into two more levels, and vases of
various colors along with statues of all kinds; enough to seduce a poor man enough to
betray his starving family for fortune luxury.

Standing at the end of the stairs.

Anabel: This is the main hall of the house. We have much... 52 servants, 6 kitchens,

massive library, 73 bed rooms, 12 lavatories... tons of food… 4 wells located on all four
sides of the castle for water… wine… you name it…

Celeste: It’s amazing… but I’m sorry but what does this have to do with…

Gesturing to one servant and speaking in French.

Anabel: Bring wine, and perhaps something small to eat for our guest.

Celeste: Please… I’m not hungry.

Anabel: You speak French? (chuckles) Sorry I can’t even try to be surprised. Are you
sure? It is no problem.

Celeste: Yes I am… but thank you.

Anabel then gestures one servant to get the wine and the other to leave. Celeste and she
then venture up the stairs and turn down a hallway. The hallway is long and almost
nonstop. Large windows and paintings sit on both sides alternating and doors on one side
with a huge arch way at the end. Each painting shows various people and acts of
vampirism. Some sex, some seduction, some feeding resembling acts of cannibalism, and
others war. Slowly the two walk side by side down the hallway.

Spoken in English.

Anabel: This actually has much to do with you… you see as one of us this type of
luxurious life style comes with the perks of being an immortal… not the commoner life you
have been living for so many years…

Celeste: I’m sorry immortal?

Anabel: You’re what about a century or two old? Give or take a few years?

Celeste: How’d you…

Anabel: Your blood dear. Believe it or not it tells more about you than you will ever
tell with your lips. The blood is life. Your experiences… your memories… desires. Life
which we vampires live on. With out it we cease to be.

Celeste: So you steal blood from people? Kill them?

Anabel: No we don’t kill. And we don’t steal. Not really. You see being as “exotic” as we
are, we don’t need to steal. Some people just give it… some times out of pleasure… other
times, security. There are occasions where we have to take measures but it doesn’t hurt
them nor us. Once in a while we must feed on animals but that’s only in certain
situations like traveling on a ship for months at sea or if stuck in the wild… and yes it
does kill them…

Celeste: Security?

Anabel: The driver in the boat or my servants for example. We grant them financial means
to support their family or even pay off debts. In exchange they help us in any way we
desire… they give us blood to sustain us, but only if we need it or merely just courting
us around in a boat.

Celeste: So he and all your servants are basically willing slaves protecting themselves
or helping their families. In what way is this right?

Anabel: How is it not? We call ourselves noblemen and women yet there is nothing noble
other than the fact we boss people around and fight for our chose to stay rich taxing
people. Making laws we don’t follow completely and imprisoning those who don’t. How is it
not right if a few noblemen, immortal like us or not, to give something back in exchange
for necessities; and vice versa.

Celeste: I suppose…

Anabel: It’s who we are dear…We require blood as much as humans need water, it’s no
difference. In your mind you know such a matter is just…

Celeste thinks about it for a minute and nods her head agreeing.

Anabel: Let’s press on shall we… (the two continue to walk) the blood provides us with
our strength… with it we gain nourishment like people do to food and knowledge of the
outside world because we are forced to hide in secret…. The blood is sacred to us.

Celeste: Why secret? I mean if you need information why not just talk to people and find
things out?

Anabel: Wow, you really know nothing about us do you?

Celeste: …

Anabel: Sorry…Tell me, have you ever sat in the sun too long and your skin burned until
it was red?

Celeste: Actually.. yes there was this one time…

Anabel: Well it’s the same with us… only we burn faster than a logged fire. Sunlight is a
weakness to us… can kill us if we aren’t careful. Would be tad difficult to obtain
information when most people sleep when we are able to walk the land wouldn’t you say?
Not to mention… you’ve lived so long… I’m sure you know by now how people react to things
that are different.

Celeste: Yea… hateful… vengeful… full of fear. So… I’m a vampire? How? I have never
wanted, needed or even thought of drinking blood…

The two stop as the servant comes up to Anabel and hands her a chalice with wine in it.
Anabel gestures to the servant to leave as she sips from her chalice filled with red
liquid and replies.

Anabel: Half dahling… half vampire.

Celeste: Half?

The two continue to walk down the hallway as Celeste looks at the paintings on the wall
displaying vampires in some acts drawing Celeste to feel a little uncomfortable. The two
continue to walk.

Anabel: Pay no attention to the obscure nature of these paintings. Any rumor which has
surfaced about vampires has been exaggerated by artist all over the land. We simply like
to collect these works in belief that one day such painting may be worth something.

Celeste: Aren’t you afraid that if someone sees these images they would get the wrong
idea about vampires?

Anabel: Perhaps, but there are so many nonbelievers we don’t worry. So… for as long as
there has been vampires… there have been dhampirs. Vampires born half human with vampire
traits, some bad traits some good… some very rare like yourself.

Celeste: Me?

Anabel: From what we can tell dhampirs get their characteristics depending on how their
human blood mixes with the sacred blood of vampires… yours is a rare case… you seem to
not age. Most Dhampirs age like humans while maintaining vampire abilities. Yours is the
opposite it seems.

Celeste: How do you know this? Are there more like me?

Anabel: Told you… your blood reveals more than your lips will say… annnd far as I know
there are more dhampirs… how many I don’t know… just like you? I know even less… excuse
me.

Anabel is approached by another servant who hands her a small sheet of paper then steps
aside with her head down. Anabel looks at it and reads the writing on it quickly.

Anabel: I’m sorry… something has come to my attention that I must attend.

Celeste: Wait… I still have more questions.

Anabel: I’m sure you do… ones I will be willing to answer another time but I have
pressing matters…

Speaks to her servant in French.

Anabel: She will take you to the library… there you will find infinite knowledge about
our kind, the world between and perhaps even on your self… In case I do not see you
before dawn I bid you good day until the sun sets… good night.

Anabel then quickly walks down the hallway toward the main corridor. Celeste and Anabel’s
servant proceed forward into the arch way as two guards in front of the door open it to
let both pass. As they enter through the arch door way Celeste sees book stacks and
shelves standing just over twenty feet high, and within them hundreds if not thousands of
books. Three candle lit chandeliers light up the massive library as they are sectioned in
each part of the room. One large window stands at the opposite end of the large room.
Another window, slightly smaller, stand at Celeste and the servants left with another
exit arch door way sits a few feet down. They stand at the top of a one level stair case.
A long table sits in the middle of the room parallel with the chandeliers.

Celeste with amazed look on her face.

Celeste: She wasn’t kidding when she said massive library…

Celeste begins to walk down the stairs with the servant following her close behind. They
are soon met by a female who appears out of a blur of inhuman speed. She has blond hair
rolled up tight into a bun. A long black and white gown with a sheer hood draped over her
head. Her skin is pale with blue eyes and her fangs were visible as she greets Celeste
suddenly.

Vampire Woman: You must be our new guest Young Mistress Mondragon told of…

Celeste: Yes… I’m…

Vampire Woman: Celeste, I know. Good evening I’m Louise. Chronicler and Librarian of this
house. Please if there is anything you wish to know or need… do not hesitate to ask.
(saying as Celeste looks curiously around at the books around her) I’ve… organized and
maintained everything you see before you for centuries… Anything you want to know… I can
find fast as you need it.

Celeste: Wow… um… umm…

Louise: How about we start on the basics?

Louise then vamp speeds all around the library grabbing various books and volumes and
places them on the table in front of Celeste (servant still standing behind her with her
head down). By the time she is done there approximately 36 or so books in front of her.

Louise: Here… everything you need to know about vampires, werewolves, and other creatures
of the underworld starting with basic origins, laws and ending with the origins of …
humans.

Celeste: Amazing… (saying as she looks at the books which have years upon years of age to
the covers and pages) This will take me all night…

Louise gestures to the servant.

Celeste: Where is she going?

Louise: I sent her to fetch water and something to eat for you…

Celeste: Oh no I…

Louise: It’s no problem… you said you’ll be all night… if this is true you will need your
strength. I will leave you now… scream if you need anything. (saying as she walks off
into the book stacks behind them)

Celeste: thank you…

Celeste sits down on a stone chair at the table and begins to read through the books.

“As I sat and read through the literature that had been presented to me I learned so much
I did not know before, even before my time spent with the drakes. I learned vague history
of how it was unclear of how vampires came to be but it’s certain that they raised from
the ashes of a first evil… demons. Creatures… monsters that inhabited this planet
thousands of years before the existence of humans without any type of organic form, until
they killed each other off or took shelter in the ground from the sun which was created
by god. From that I learned more about demons and their origins. How it was assumed that
the planet was originally made by god to be a corner of the universe where the most evil
was to be locked away and contained from the other utopias he created and how vampires
were among the wrongly accused. I learned of drows, ogres, trolls, ghost, spirits, hell
gods, immortals… you named it. The vampire origin was cloaked in mystery and it intrigued
me further. I’m not sure if it was just the side of me that found it appealing or what…
But it was as if no one knew or they were hiding it. The one ideal that most vampires
commonly believed in was that they were are bastard inbred children of Cain and Lillith.
Lillith being Adam’s first wife, and Cain and Abel… twin boys of the two. After Cain
(killing his brother) and Lillith (being pure evil) were banished from Eden by God, each
walked the world with their immortality breeding various vampires of all kinds feeding on
man. To keep them under control God cursed their evil children with nocturnal submission,
rendering them fatally allergic to the sun, a temporary weakness in hope of a
appreciation of humanity would evolve them. A fascinating tale I thought… The books had
very little on Dhampirs. Only thing mentioned was what Anabel had already told me.
Apparently there are an infinite number of cases of unknown dhampirs. Most common were
the ones born with all of the vampires strength… but no weaknesses. But it didn’t give
specifics… just said that most live in secret, even from the vampires. The book also said
vampires could not only be born or created pure but made... meaning humans could be
turned. The books then went on to paint vampires as lonely creatures of the night simply
trying to keep humans from destroying themselves and the planet by maintaining a balance.
I wasn’t sure to what to believe… the books jumped around a lot regardless of how many
times I read it. Each one reference another book or a passage started then continued in
another. A decoding technique the drake also used. Made it seem like one was reading
gibberish if they didn’t have the other books. In the end there was a shroud over the
vampires that was confusing… part of the history claimed them to be tortured souls… the
other depicts them as monsters in the night. It was a lot to process… it overwhelmed my
thoughts so much to where I fell asleep at the table. Sun rose and set around me. I was
awoken came dusk by Anabel that following night.”

Anabel is dressed in a long silk roman like robe as she greets Celeste with the same two
servants.

Anabel: Been here all night have you?

Celeste awakens pulling her head off the table looking at Anabel with tired eyes and
books opened all in front of her.

Celeste: Um.. yes… I was just reading… there’s a lot to absorb (saying as she chuckles)

Anabel: (chuckles slightly) I can see that.

Celeste turns to begin reading more of the books.

Anabel: Well would you care to join me in a bath? We can discuss all and anything you
wish I have the entire night free.

Celeste: (nervously) Um no… but thank you… I shall continue to read and meet you after if
that is alright…

Anabel: Please… besides it will be of poor manners to dismiss my hospitality… also… you
smell like a sweaty soldier and fish. It’s unbecoming…So I insist…(saying slight
sarcastically)

Celeste: (looking away at the books then at Anabel)… Perhaps I am in need of some
relaxation after all this…

Anabel: (small excitement in her voice) Excellent… come.

The two proceed up the staircase in the library followed by the two servants. After a
large distant traveling through halls they come into a large room well lit with candles
and torches. In the center of the room is a large circular stone marble bath, imbedded in
the floor, also surrounded by candles(bout the size of a family pool). The steam rises
from the water while half dressed servants, both male and female, stand in corners of the
tub. The two servants removed Anabel’s robe (revealing her curvy but pale smooth form)
and help her into the bath. Awkwardly nervous Celeste begins to unclothe her self.

Anabel: Don’t be shy… we’re both ladies. (snaps her fingers gesturing the same two
servants help take her clothes off)

The servants walk closer and begin to undress Celeste as she tries slightly to resist and
struggle, but sits in a curiosity state. Once nude she is slightly shy and covers her
self using her right hand to cover her genitalia and left arms to cover her breast;
leaving only the spotted dirt marks randomize among her body to be seen.

Anabel: Hmm nice. (said with a flirty voice)

Celeste enters the tub, Anabel then gestures one of the servants to bring Celeste clothes
to her. The servant circles the tub with clothes in hand, kneels down and presents the
dirty clothing to her who smells them feet away in disgust.

Anabel: Yuck… please burn those… and um find her some thing suitable to wear from my
wardrobe.

Celeste: Oh no that’s…

Anabel: Ahem… (Silencing Celeste)

Celeste: Sorry…

Anabel then gestures the servant to leave and follow her order.

Anabel: So tell me… were the books to your liking?

Celeste: Yes… very much so but I have to know something that came to me…

Anabel: What’s that?

Celeste: The missing soldiers from the camp site… where are they?

Anabel: What matter does it to you? I told you were to leave that life behind once you
came here.

Celeste: I know but they are my people… friends… soldiers of my country.

Anabel: But they are also barbarians enslaved to an unjust man following orders like
puppets. Trust me… if this world ever ends it will be at the hand of men… we do are part
to make sure that doesn’t happen. Men like that are ruled by their need of power.

Celeste: …

Anabel: Are you to tell me most of the things you have seen… pain… hate… war… hasn’t been
because of mortal men?

Celeste: No… some were… something more… like monsters…

Anabel: But still males none the less?

Celeste: I guess…

Anabel: Then my point stands…but don’t worry. Your country men are well, they have been
put to greater use that’s not war. Some may even find themselves most fortunate in their
endeavors.

Celeste: What does that mean?

Anabel: It’s vampire politics… something you are not quite ready to grasp.

Celeste: … but… you give your word they are ok?

Anabel: (Anabel nods then snaps her fingers for servants to enter the bath and start
cleaning her) What you read in our chronicles must have really spooked you.

Celeste: Not so much spooked me… more like brought a few questions. Like… it wasn’t clear
on a lot of things… some parts vampires pegged as monsters others you’re lost souls… so I
don’t know what to believe trying to do good.

Anabel: What’s your heart tell you?

Celeste: … tells me I need to follow my gut…

Anabel: And your mind?

Celeste: That I need to ask more questions to satisfy my heart with answers.

Anabel looks at Celeste hard with an annoyed look.

Celeste: In the books… it says you all are conceived in I think… three ways… all shrouded
in darkness, what does that mean?

Anabel: We can be made, meaning a human can be turned into a vampire by a person already
vampire. This is done through a form of blood letting… we call it siring. Details I do
not want to get into at the moment. Just know… the human part dies and they resurrect as
one of us… something we rarely do and only do if things work out so we can. We actually
prefer to conceive like humans do… through intimacy.

Celeste: Oh… so you can give life like normal people?

Anabel: Sort of. Whatever normal is. It’s kind of strange. In your years… have you ever
felt strange during the full moon?

Celeste: Not really, I mean there are times during it when an eerie feeling… like
something was going on that I couldn’t see came to me… can’t really explain it.

Anabel: I see… well every few full moons the energy messes with our vampire nature… think
of it as a cat in heat… we crave sex with anyone but if we choose to we can do so with a
human and procreate thus conceiving.

Celeste: Why does it have to be a human?

Anabel: Down side of being immortal… well one of them I guess… we can’t have children
with other vampires… some reason the physical nature of both will procreate a child… I
don’t know science of it… we are still looking into it… but we do know one thing… it’s
how dhampirs like your self are made… through procreation. (saying with a sly smile)
Other ways vary… wrongful exorcism… improper burial… you name any type of wrongful
cleansing and it will usually do the trick of making a human into a vampire.

Celeste: So I’m the product of a vampire misconception?

Anabel: You say that like sex is this “oh so bad thing”… it’s not. It’s one of the best
things of being a vampire. We can fuck in way humans can only dream about. I’m sure
you’ve tried it

Celeste blushes slightly.

Anabel chuckles

Anabel: Uh huh see I knew you knew what I was talking about. (Anabel gestures to the
servants)

Celeste is soon surrounded by two servants as they enter the bath and begin to bathe her.
Celeste curiously resist then stops.

Celeste: But what is this curse of the sun god supposedly put on you… if you’re not
monsters… why would he do such a thing?

Anabel: Well what’s the big deal about the sun, I mean as you know it blisters you if you
are in it more than a few min… besides… it’s something we vampire surpass in time… and as
of why god would do such a thing… I don’t know… maybe he’s just a wrathful prick.

Celeste: B.. But how do you surpass a curse… I mean that’s what a curse is according to
witch laws of nature… you can’t break a curse… only live with it or die from it.

Anabel: Perhaps… but from what I am told there are different curses… some which can be
broken…

Celeste: Not possible.

Anabel: Really? Then how do you suppose how some of us can day walk?

Celeste: …?

Anabel: didn’t read about the elders?

Celeste: I’m sorry… must have fell asleep before that part…

Anabel: It’s alright… The elders are the vampire majesties of each clan. They are the
strongest and most powerful. They have mastered the powers of vampirism and govern us.
They are thousands of years old and are said to be so strong they can actually walk in
day light… no one has ever seen this because being all younger vampires… we have to go to
stay out of the sun for it can kill us…

Celeste: So they are invincible?

Anabel: Far as we know… you don’t fuck wit the elders.

Celeste: Where did you learn magic? I mean you have to have learned it… you clearly
weren’t born a witch.

Anabel: Sorry… I’m not of liberty to disgust that… least not yet…

Celeste: Why?

Anabel stands out of the tub as the servant helps her out and drapes her robe on her. She
then gestures the servants help Celeste out which they do and place another robe (held by
another servant in the room, it is black) on Celeste. The two are followed by two
servants as they walk the hall to Anabel’s room.

Anabel: You see… you’re new to all this… and to new comers we have to tread softly with
what we tell them right out. Some information could drive you insane… and… outsiders
aren’t trusted too much.

Celeste: Then why bring me here?

Anabel: I think you worthy of our trust and will be a valuable asset to us over time. So…
it is so little to ask you to trust in me.

The two enter a set of large doors into Anabel’s large Corinthian like room, servants
follow closely.

Celeste: Wow… your bed room almost puts this house to shame.

Anabel: (chuckles) You flatter me. (saying as her servants remove her robe and she walks
to her closet nude and begins shifting through clothes)

Celeste stands idly by curious but shy.

Anabel: Its ok. You can look all you want, I’m not shy. I love being naked. But as much
as I like it I am a noble by the people of the land… so I must wear clothing. Don’t worry
I’m sure I have something suitable for you as well you can borrow until we can get you
somethings.

Celeste: I’m sorry I’m confused…

Cutting her off.

Anabel: We’re going out. I very well am not going to stay in on a night like this… would
be a waste wouldn’t you say?

Celeste looks out on to the balcony of Anabel’s room at the land around her. The site
relaxes her and reminds her that even though she has lived many life times, it had been a
long time for her to step aside to view the nature around her.

Celeste: Yea… its… lovely.

Anabel: Good.

Anabel picks out a black dress made of sheer, on top of it she places a purple corset
with green stitching. She tops it off by pinning her up in a Romanesque style. She then
has the servants dress Celeste up in a similar fashion only with purple dress and white
under bust corset. She even fixes her hair in the same way.

Anabel: You look good enough to eat…

Celeste: um… I take it that’s good?

Anabel: It’s a compliment, (chuckles) do you really think I’d eat you?

Celeste: …

Anabel: Well I wouldn’t, you’re not my type (saying as a joke) come on lets go…

The two begin to descend from the up levels of the house and head to the main entrance of
the house where a horse and carriage wait them. The horses are black as the carriage with
contrast of white and grey giving the looks that the two are actually going to a funeral.
The driver is the same old man whom picked Anabel up from the river, and no servants are
present, they stay behind at the mansion. The rattling from the carriage and stomping
from the horses gets louder as the two began to tread through the land to the nearest
town, the two speak slightly louder as they ride conversing to hear each other over the
rattling of carriage.

Celeste: So where are we going?

Anabel: Paris.

Celeste: Why?

Anabel: Why not? Or would you like to actually go to a noble masquerade? Trust me you
don’t, those things are all politics. Men trying to secretly place their cock in the
nearest boy or girl and woman trying to fuck their way into higher wealth, denying their
actual sexual nature in front of everyone… living it behind closed doors… hmm now to
think of it… no.. another time.

Celeste: I’m sorry but I just don’t understand… why Paris?

Anabel: (sighs) You’re at least 250 right?

Celeste: 2.. 64… by my count…

Anabel: Wow… brave one to actually tell your age… well I’m… older (chuckles). Well in
your two and half plus centuries have you even remotely lived? I mean what’s the point of
being immortal if you can’t have fun with it. Not to mention if you don’t find way to
cope with it… it will drive you mad.

Celeste: You mean you…?

Anabel: (laughs) No. But others have. See being immortal can be the greatest gift or
shittiest curse. You either wear it out or let it fuck you and kill yourself as many
vampires do in their own eternity. If you’re like me, then you’ll fuck the hell out of
it. (saying as she nudges her arm)

Celeste: So you’re saying the vampire death rate is high?

Anabel: Why do you think we aren’t very well known among the supernatural right now?

Celeste: Well you said you hide yourselves from society so…

Anabel: From humans, not the underworld. You know… witches, vampires, demons… See
sometimes being immortal can take its toll. Some people can’t handle living alone. Seeing
your loved ones age get sick and die… can drive a person crazy. Very common for vampires
in first couple centuries to just meet the sun. So… if you ever hear about someone
spontaneously combusting it was probably a young vampire.

Celeste: Why couldn’t they just make their loved ones into vampire? I mean… it is
possible right?

Anabel: Yea… but there are rules. First the person has to get their coven leaders
permission and that coven leader has to talk to the elders blah blah blah and a whole lot
of mess before that. And most of the time… people just do not feel it is right to subject
a love one to a life time of damnation…

Celeste: Do you get alone?

Anabel looks at Celeste slightly sad as they finally arrive in Paris and her expression
changes.

Anabel: We’re here… Paris (smiling).

The city moves with life and some light as music and various commotion feels the street.
Much laughter and the sound of horses and carriages move through area like a large
festival. Celeste and Anabel enter a small run down tavern. In it were various men, some
towns men, others soldiers, and few women. The women present were either prostitutes,
drunken hags from a near by town, bar wenches or noble women in disguise like Anabel and
Celeste. Most engage in everything from drinking to sex, dancing to the string folk music
and gambling. Anabel and Celeste circle around the people to a small table, the commotion
of laughter and various noise surrounds them.

Anabel: How about we start with some drinks?

Celeste: Sure… but why come here, there are many other places we could’ve gone… some much
quieter… less dirty.

Anabel: I didn’t think they would be very fun as something like this… trust me noble
gatherings aren’t to exhilarating… maybe another time, I promise. Plus I kind of left my
coin purse at home... you wouldnt have any would you?

Celeste: No… sorry I have been without money for a while.

Anabel: That’s alright, there are… other ways.

A man then begins to walk toward Celeste and Anabel tipsy and barely capable of standing
up. He reeks of alcohol and dirt. His skin is dirty and his clothes barely on his body.
He has long shaggy hair and white Caucasian skin. He tries to forcefully hit on Anabel
then Celeste until Anabel stops him, and looks at him in the eye.

Translated from French.

Anabel: How about you get us some drinks handsome then leave us alone , go home and jerk
off until you fall asleep?

The man then stands up as if he is in a trance, walks over to the bar and orders two
chalices of wine, pays for them with his own money and brings them back to Celeste and
Anabel. He then leaves the tavern in a confused dazed.

Celeste: What… what was that?

Anabel: That was free service and me using my “womanly charm” on a dim witted male.

Celeste: No… I mean it was like you made him do it… like you compelled him to get us
drinks and then leave.

Anabel: (looks at Celeste) Because that’s exactly what I did.

Celeste: How? Magic?

Anabel: So interested in magic? Why?

Celeste: Because when I bring it up you dodge the question.

Anabel: I see. Well its not... it’s part of who we are… it’s in our blood.

Celeste: Part of you vampire abilities like the super speed thing…

Anabel: mhm.

Celeste: So does that mean I…?

Anabel: I have no idea. Have you tried?

Celeste: No…

Anabel: Then nothing like the present to try. (looks around the room then moves closer to
Celeste as to whisper in her ear) That man over there. Reach into his mind like you would
be sticking your hand into fire to pull out a log. Then… turn his attention toward you…
and will him to come over here never losing the gaze in his eyes. Once you have him… you
can do what you want. (moves away for Celeste to try it)

Celeste tries to do as Anabel instructs. Her will is great because of her lessons in
magic. She strains to get into the mind of the man (who has blond hair blue eyes and
nobleman soldier clothing) across the room and nothing happens.

Celeste: Shi… I can’t.(frustratred)

Anabel: Well you’re only half vampire dear… so it may be a dark gift you are unable to access. Maybe different for you as it is to us all… but one things for sure... we grow
stronger as we grow older. I’m sure you have tested your strength… being in the army and
all.

Celeste: Some what…

Anabel then reaches into the man’s mind and pulls his attention to her and will’s him to
come to her. He releases the woman to the floor and makes his way to Anabel.

Celeste: What are you doing?

Anabel: Having fun (saying as the man continues to walk to her).

The man comes up to Anabel and begins kissing her. He then picks her up and carries her
to toward the distance shadows in the back of the tavern. Embraced in a passionate
position (Anabel pressed on a wall with her legs around him) Celeste watches from a
distance out of the corner of her eye as the man tenses up in ecstasy as Anabel buries
her mouth into the man’s neck and pulls her head up with a little blood on her mouth.
Anabel stops after only a few seconds. She then removes blood using the tip of her sharp
fangs to puncture her finger and places it on the mans neck. Anabel then looks at the
man, compels him and sends him on his way back to his horse out side to leave, then makes
her way back to Celeste.

Celeste sits sort of uncomfortable.

Celeste: What was that?

Anabel: I told you we feed from humans… it’s the only way we survive. Accept it. Being
half human you aren’t submitted to the thirst… feel lucky. I on the other hand have to
feed every so often. It doesn’t kill them and (chuckles) believe it or not some get off
on it.

Celeste: But you compelled him to come to you… taking away his free will to choose… how
is that any different from stealing.

Anabel: It is a necessary evil on my part but if you knew what I knew of him you wouldn’t
feel so just to jump to his defense.

Celeste: What do you mean?

Anabel: My intention was simply just to fuck him get a little blood in the process. When
he got close enough I can smelled blood on him. I thought nothing of it because he’s a
soldier. Then I tasted him. He was a serial rapist… would’ve raped that woman had I not
done something… I saw it in his blood.

As Anabel drinks her wine Celeste looks into the man’s memories briefly just before he
leave on his horse. She then looks away fast.

Celeste: Why did you pick him anyway?

Anabel: A French nobleman soldier in a low down tavern drinking with commoners. How many
do you know like that would come to a place like this if they didn’t have an alternative
motive or were trying to hide something. I got what I really wanted from him so its fine.
Told him to get on his horse and keep riding until he hits the ocean or the nearest
prison and to turn himself in. Why do you think I chose here… save lives… and get what I
need.

Celeste: “Your” alternative motive… (chuckles) clever… take from the evil and save a life.

Anabel: Seems only fair right?

Celeste then holds her drink up to cheers Anabel as she does the same.

“After that she had my trust completely. She was strong, brave and clever in her
mission. Vampires truly were misunderstood creatures simply trying to do good and keep
humans from harming themselves and each other. We then jumped from tavern to tavern
seeking out unjust men whom had murdered, robbed, beaten and raped from many people and
even women whom had done the same or worse. I would be lying if I said it was not
enjoyable.”

Anabel and Celeste are walking to a new tavern in Paris as the night is with in a mere
few hours to close.

Celeste: So is this why you recruited me… you needed help taking out scum?

Anabel: How bout I explain that later and we go here. ( saying as the two look upon a
place that resemble a hotel)

Celeste: Why here?

Anabel: You’ll see. Plus dawn approaches in a couple hours. This place can act as a safe
house for me if things go wrong.

Celeste: Couldn’t we just hop back into the carriage.

Anabel: True but what fun would that be.

As the two enter they are greeted by the Madame of the house (who has dark hair a blue
dress and corset she appears to be middle age). Anabel hands the woman money she had
stolen from various men she had compelled in the taverns before and she has them follow
her. Women in corsets, half naked or fully naked and various sexual clothing were
scattered about flaunting their bodies and seducing men with drugs, wine, and dancing.

Celeste: What is this place?

Anabel: My future business is what it is (chuckles).

The two are given exotic robes, change leaving their clothing with the madame, and placed
in a canopy by the madame herself as a type of VIP in the house. They are then given a
long pipe that is required for two people light (one hold while other lights opposite
end). Anabel places drugs in and ask Celeste to light it using a near by flame. Anabel
inhales the fumes, which have a unqiue scent to Celeste, then hands it off to Celeste and
exhales.

Celeste: What is this?

Anabel: A very interesting drug… try it… trust me it won’t kill you… you’ll thank me
(saying with a grin)

Celeste: So I take it you come here often? (saying as Anabel lights the pipe and she
inhales)

Anabel: I only come here when I have a good night… and this has been a fucking great
night.

“At that moment I felt a great calm about me. My body was relaxed but my mind was all
over the place. The room felt like it was distorting but it wasn’t. I felt as if I was

sinking into the floor like quick sand and nothing worked when I tried to move.”

Anabel smiles.

Anabel: Feeling it already?

Celeste: What is this?

Anabel: It’s just a little thing… its called opium. Relaxes the body completely. See
alcohol effects the liver then the mind then blood and with us we have to drink three
times as much as a human to even get tipsy drunk… thank you fucking healing rate… anyway,
opium can almost knock us down on our asses. Get’s in our special blood and just works
its magic on us. It’s… so… fucking lovely. (saying as she begins to feel high)

Anabel smokes more and begins to feel the effects more she then passes it off to Celeste.
They continue this in the privacy of their own canopy in a room complete with various
drapes of color a balcony and some candles. They soon find themselves dancing almost
naked and at their request are joined by other women soon after. The two are so high they
actually embrace in a kiss with each other. As the other women began to dance in a
seductive manner with the two, all undressed more. The sexual effects of the drug soon
surface and the two find themselves in a massive orgy with the other women. As the
commotion continued Anabel manages to sneak away in her robe still high. She ventures
outside to a balcony and sits there looking at the lights of Paris. From a distance she
finds the same man she fed on at the tavern, back where she left him. She then jumps off
the balcony and vamp speeds to him just as he’s getting off his horse. She succumbs
herself in mysterious darkness in a alley way and pulls the mans attention to her. He
sees her and smiles hugely as she temps him with her flesh (showing her breast) he
quickly gets to her and embraces her enticement of to sex. As he kisses and bites and
grabs on her flesh, moaning loudly, he begins to undo his pants. Anabel spreads her legs
as he picks her up and presses her to the opposite wall. As he begins to thrust into
Anabel her eye glow a silver lust in the night. Not a second after her fangs sprout and
forcibly bites into his neck, feeding from him. First he moans loudly in pleasure, she
replies with a softer moan. But as she continues to suck from his neck those his moans
turn to screams which get louder and louder. Anabel covers his mouth, over powering him
with her vampire strength and pushes him to the ground, moaning louder as she takes his
blood. He soon stops struggling and then stops moving all together, lifeless. Anabel
then stands up, wipes her mouth and consumes the remaining of the blood from her finger.
She then makes her way back to the balcony (using her vampire speed) of the brothel to
see Celeste getting oral pleasure from one of the other female and moaning loudly in
pleasure.. The sun begins to rise over her shoulder as she looks at it briefly then
enters the room, closes the balcony doors, and conceals herself from the rays, with a smile on her face; showing no effect of the opium.