Siren of London: Unsinkable Dreams

Florence Faith always stood out from the crowd. With her towering 6 foot 6 frame, her flame red hair, and striking looks, Florence was like someone from a renaissance era painting come to life.

The first 25 or so years of Florence’s life were very privileged. She came from a fairly wealthy family, and was doted on by her two parents. Florence never did a days work in her entire life, as her parents provided her with everything. Instead Florence would devote her every waking minute to her passions and interests which included art, music, theatre and history.

Florence’s greatest love however was the ocean. Florence’s fascination with the ocean ironically stemmed from a traumatic incident when she was just 6 years old.

Florence’s parents had taken her on a cruise along with their friends, and their children across the English channel.

Florence was initially somewhat bored. She didn’t really get along with the other children. She didn’t dislike them, its just that Florence was always more of a loner as a child (something that would change greatly when she was an adult.)

Still her parents couldn’t stand seeing their child just sitting in the corner away from the rest, and so they encouraged her to play. It was reckless of course as the children were playing on the deck, whilst the parents were busy boozing among themselves inside. Still Florence’s parents whilst loving could be a bit absent minded at times, and they didn’t want their daughter to get a reputations as an anti social misfit.

Another reason Florence didn’t like playing with the children was because they often didn’t play the games she wanted to play. Florence had an interest in the macabre and would often insist that her friends play games about Witches, Monsters and Demons.

Still for the cruise she agreed to play a simple game of Hoop and Stick. Unfortunately however, during one session Florence tripped over a stick left on the edge of the deck and went tumbling over board.

Florence couldn’t swim and she quickly sank beneath the waves. Sinking into the briney deep, as Florence kicked and struggled she could see a strange figure darting about in the distance under the surface.

At first Florence tried to shout out to the figure under the water, but as she got a closer look at the figure she began to scream in amazement. It was a Mermaid!

The Mermaid had long flowing red hair, just like Florence and a strikingly beautiful face. Its expression however was sheer rage! The creature appeared to be carrying what looked like a spear, with its fish tail thrashing around behind it.

Florence still screamed out for the Mermaid to help her, but the creature just snarled at the helpless young girl and darted out the other way into the ocean.

Fortunately however, Florence’s father who had jumped into the water as soon as the children called to their parents for help, was able to pull her to safety.

For the rest of the cruise, Florence’s parents would stay with her, constantly apologising and promising they wouldn’t leave her again. Florence however wasn’t angry or even scared. Instead she was fascinated by the creature she had seen under the waves.

Her father hadn’t spotted the Mermaid as he was obviously too focused on Florence. Naturally all of Florence;s friends and family didn’t believe her wild claims of seeing a Mermaid. Her parents put it down to a hallucination when she was passing out under the water, but Florence knew what she had seen and it would begin her lifelong obsession with the ocean.

The Mermaid had caused Florence to realise that the ocean was another entire world, one that mankind had barely scratched the surface of. Here there was another race just like man living right under his nose. They clearly knew of us, but we knew nothing about them. What did they think of us? Judging from the Mermaid that callously left her, a helpless young girl to drown, not much it seemed.

Still Florence wanted to know everything she could about this strange new world that existed beneath our own. She would spend hours swimming in the ocean, and go on as many cruises as she could. Sadly however she would never see another Mermaid for as long as she lived.

Whilst known for eccentricities, Florence would still nevertheless was beloved in the local community. She was extremely generous with her wealth and would always help out those in need financially and emotionally.

Florence’s generosity did put a serious strain on the family for a short while which caused her parents to cut her off. It was hard for Florence to stay in her local town afterwards. The towns people would still run up to her for help, but now she had to send them away. They’d often concoct elaborate sob stories, which the naive Florence always fell for, but sadly she would still have to send them on her way, which eventually made her, ironically, a hate figure.

Added to this Florence’s relationship with her parents and siblings had obviously soured too because of their financial problems.

Florence would eventually find an escape at the age of 19 when she met her future husband on a particularly expensive cruise ship called the Messiah. Then one of the biggest cruise ships ever built. Florence’s parents had stopped booking cruises for her, but they personally wanted to be on the ship as a way of restoring their reputation among the elite. They saved up for ages to go on the Messiah and Florence in spite of all the grief her lavish spending had caused them was still invited. Her parents knew how much it meant to her, and they felt it would be too cruel to leave her out.

Florence as always was hoping she could see a Mermaid, but she found something better instead. Abraham Blomfield was like Florence, a kind hearted, generous soul. He had never really fitted in with his family, but unlike Florence, he had always been very careful with the money he had inherited and was now living independently.

He took an instant liking to Florence. Unlike most people she knew, he found her stories about the ocean and the Mermaid interesting, though he still didn’t believe them. He always thought she was making them up, but still found her quirks and eccentricities charming.

The two would be married within a year of their courtship and soon they would have a child, a daughter named Daisy.

Despite her somewhat careless upbringing, Florence now had the perfect family life, but sadly when her daughter was only 3 years old, Florence’s life long obsession with the ocean would sadly lead to tragic consequences for her and her family.

In 1912, when she was only 25, Florence would convince her husband to book her and her daughter a place on the largest cruise ship ever built. The Titanic!

To Florence the Titanic was just too enticing. She had to be on that ship, and her husband knowing what a huge coup it would be for them wanted on it too. As much as Abraham loved Florence, there were times where he was somewhat embarrassed by her somewhat eccentric behaviour in public, and he hoped that a place on the Titanic would secure their place as a respected couple in their community.

Sadly however the Titanic’s voyage was doomed from the start. A group of ocean dwelling Vampires, known as the Sirens had followed the cruiser since it left port. The Sirens had the power to influence people with their singing voice. In the olden days they used it lure unsuspecting sailors to their deaths, where they would torture and kill them!

The Titanic would be the biggest feast for the Vampires there had ever been. Various different packs from around the world had gathered together to ensure the ship would sink.

The monsters waited until the right moment, so they could make the ship sinking look like an accident, and followed it to the Atlantic ocean where the eldest of the monsters was able to sneak on board. This Siren, a male known as Hereshia, had existed for over 1000 years. Sirens could be both male and female, but females who were the ones used to lure sailors to the ocean in the earlier days, as they were often less threatening looking. Even then however, no Siren looked completely human. Their skin was dark blue, their eyes were a piercing red, and they all looked emaciated. Like many Vampire breeds there was a terrible air of hunger about them.

This male however being the oldest, strongest and most skilled was chosen for the almighty task of sinking the Titanic. He crept on board in the middle of the night and made his way to the captain’s office where he was able to take control of its Captain, Edward John Smith, who it made crash into an iceberg.

The ship shank within 3 hours of striking the iceberg. The Sirens waited in the water patiently, but some of the monsters, impatient began to make their way into the sinking ship, picking off victims.

Of all the passengers on the ill fated ship, Florence would suffer the worst fate off all. During the commotion of the ship sinking, Florence had become separated from her husband and daughter. She had been in the library, whilst they were resting in their quarters.

Whilst desperately trying to make her way through the sea of hysterical and fleeing passengers back to her cabin, Florence would get lost in the maze of corridors of the ship. Whilst trapped in a flooding corridor, Florence would be ambushed by Hereshia himself. The Vampire however didn’t just feed on her. It would turn her into one of its own.

Its not always known why Vampires choose to turn people into members of their own kind. In many instances they choose the worst, most despicable people to turn, as they know they will be the most effective Vampires. In other instances however they turn them simply out of instinct.

It is possible this may have been the case with Florence, or maybe Hereshia could sense her deeper connection with the ocean, but whatever the case, Florence was dragged away, kicking and screaming by the Vampire to be made into one of them. None of the other passengers even noticed Florence being pulled down the flooded corridor, under the water as they were too busy trying to save themselves and their families.

As the blood sucker carried her out to see, the last sight Florence would ever see as a human as, would be the Titanic slowly descending into the icey depths of the Atlantic, with hideous Sirens crawling up the side onto the deck to prey on the cowering humans, or waiting in the waters below for any unfortunate souls who fell overboard.

Abraham and Daisy were among those fortunate enough to escape the doomed ship, though in the ensuing decades, Abraham would wish that he had gone down with the Titanic along with his wife.

Abraham had managed to make it to the life boats, simply because his cabin was nearer the deck than the Library. He made sure he got Daisy to the deck, but sadly when he went back for Florence, he found she was gone from the Library. He searched all over for as long as he could, but sadly he didn’t find a trace of his beloved.

He headed back to the deck to see if she had made it there, and when she wasn’t he waited frantically for her, not wanting to send Daisy out on her own. Daisy also wouldn’t leave without her mother either.

As the ship plunged into the icey depths of the Atlantic, Abraham still waited frantically for his beloved, but as soon as the hideous creatures began to climb over the deck, and slaughter the passengers, Abraham, thinking more for his daughter than himself, jumped onto one of the life boats with Daisy, who screamed at him not to leave her mother.

It broke Abraham’s heart. Even just the shame of taking one of the life boats for himself. Like all gentlemen he believed in women and children first in dire situations, but with Daisy’s mother most likely gone, he didn’t want the child to have to grow up without either of her parents.

Tragically Abraham would be shamed for the rest of his life as the coward of the Titanic. All of his family, and friends disowned him, and the media would always describe him as the spineless rat who left his wife to go down with the ship. Daisy would constantly be bullied at school and ridiculed too as the daughter of the coward. She never let it get her down however. Instead it motivated Daisy to do all she could to restore her family’s name and really make something of herself.

Sadly Daisy thought just as little of her father as everyone else. Abraham tried to be the best father he could for Daisy, but she would always shun him and blame him for her mothers death. Once she left home, Abraham virtually never saw his daughter again. She wasn’t even present at his funeral (indeed no one was), and Daisy changed her surname to avoid any association with the coward who supposedly left women and children to die.

Of course little did either Daisy or Abraham know, Florence had in some way survived the tragedy. She awoke several days after the ship had sunk, above water, surrounded by several Sirens including her maker.

The monsters told her of what had happened and how they had elevated her in making her one of them. Florence was horrified and wanted to know what happened to her family. The monsters however had no idea, and didn’t care. They told her that her life was with them now and that she would have to abandon her humanity.

The Sirens were Soul Vampires. There were many different breeds of Vampire, but they could all be grouped into 3 different categories. Savage Vampires, Soul Vampires and Pure Vampires.

Savage Vampires are when a persons soul is ejected from their body, and a Demon takes their place. These Vampires are the most powerful and dangerous. They are are as single minded as animals and live for nothing but the kill and are monstrous in appearance. With Pure Vampires meanwhile, the humans soul would remain in the body, but it would be transformed into a Demons soul. All positive emotions such a compassion, love, remorse and mercy are wiped, and any negative traits the human had are amplified. These Vampires are the most common. Finally Soul Vampires are where the persons soul remains in their body, but a Demon soul exists within it as well. This Demon soul doesn’t take over the body, but it does repress all of its positive emotions, enhances its anger, hatred and sadism, and adds a blood lust. Soul Vampires most of the time are evil, bloodthirsty monsters, but since there is still some humanity in them, unlike Savage and Pure Vampires, it meant that it was possible, theoretically for a Soul Vampire to overcome its darker urges.

In Florence’s case, right away she fought the Demon within her, but sadly she would be forced to give in out of fear from the other Sirens who threatened to tear her to pieces unless she embraced her new nature.

The monsters would take her with them as they used their voices to lure more sailors to their deaths in the oceans. Florence would sadly be forced to use her voice to help kill several innocent men. The longer she spent with the monsters and the more innocent blood she spilled, the more the woman she was vanished, and the Demon took over.

Florence would spend over 50 years with the Sirens. During that time she explored the world that had fascinated her so much in life, hunted Mermaids, and was hunted by them, got caught up in a war between Mermaids and Vampires, and battled gigantic, prehistoric, Demonic sea monsters.

Sadly however she no longer cared. Like all Vampires she had no real urges or desires except for to maim and mangle.

One day however in 1967, Florence would be reminded of who she truly was, when she encountered an old friend, the Mermaid that she had first seen all those years ago when she first fell into the ocean.

This Mermaid, named Ocela, was in fact a criminal and outlaw from her people. She lived on her own throughout the oceans, stealing loot from sunken ships, and even living in them certain periods. Unlike other members of her kind she was happy to work with and do jobs for Vampires and Demon if it suited her, though she knew never to trust them.

When Ocela was captured by the Sirens, she instantly tried to bargain her way out of it, but the monsters didn’t care. They wanted a feast, and Mermaid blood was the most delicious to the monsters.

However it didn’t take long for Florence to recognise Ocela. She had changed very little since their last meeting, and her face had burned itself into the Siren’s memory. Mermaids like all creatures of magic aged much slower than humans.

Florence at first couldn’t bare to look at the Mermaid and be reminded of her former humanity, but later that day as she slept, she was haunted by images of her husband and child, and for a brief moment, she was actually able to feel emotions she had long buried, such as compassion, love and genuine remorse which were enough to wake her.

Knowing that they would soon subside, Florence quickly helped Ocela escape whilst the rest of the Sirens were sleeping. Ocela wasn’t quite sure why the Vampire had helped her and assumed that she must have wanted something. Florence had really saved the Meramaid more for her own sake. Whilst she still felt a tiny grain of humanity she was going to try and preserve it and hoped a good act might help preserve it.

The fact that Ocela had abandoned her as a young girl wasn’t lost on Florence, but sadly Ocela didn’t remember it, simply commenting that she’d left a lot of people to drown. Oceal said that she never felt guilty as this world did not belong to the humans and that they had no business being here in the first place.

Still the Mermaid wanted to repay the Vampire (more to ensure she wouldn’t be in her debt at a later point.) Florence decided to have Ocela take her to the remains of the Titanic.

Florence hoped that being on the last place she ever saw her loved ones would perhaps allow her to feel more of the person she once was.

When they reached the wreckage Florence would stay there for several weeks. Ocela having repaid her debt would leave the Vampire to stalk the halls of the sunken ship for weeks. Florence only remained on the wreckage because it allowed her to fully remember who she was. She contemplated suicide several times, as all the feelings of guilt for the innocent men she had dragged to a watery grave over the past 50 years came flooding back. She was never able to muster the courage however and after several weeks, Florence began to feel her old self slowly fading once again. The bloodlust slowly crept back, as the Demon spat its poison into her mind and tried to repress the caring woman she really was once again.

Florence however not wanting to go back to the monster she had been for the past several decades, quickly headed for home. She wanted to find out what became of her daughter, and her husband. She found no remains on the Titanic. The bodies had long since crumbled into nothing but dust or been consumed. All that was left where the victims clothes and their shoes!

Florence hoped that if her loved ones were still alive then they could help her control the beast within. If they weren’t then she would finally end her suffering once and for all.

It was hard for Florence to control her bloodlust on the long journey home and several times she very nearly went back her old ways, but she kept an item of her daughters that had been left on the Titanic in their old quarters, as a reminder not to give up, and after several days Florence reached Southampton port, almost 60 years after she left there with the Titanic.

She crawled onto the bay at night, completely naked and covered in barnacles. Florence would keep hidden for the next few days whilst she adjusted (she also stole some rags to cover her face and body.) First and foremost Florence wanted to know what became of her loved ones.

The Circus Master: An Eye For An Eye: Part 2: The Mekala

Janice, Coro and Keptis had been walking for hours. Trailing behind the Strange Boy who as always hopped excitedly ahead of them.

The weary time travellers had sadly found nothing but bodies, the remains of vehicles, and very occasionally the remains of strange buildings too on their long trek.

Just when it felt like there truly was nothing on this miserable excuse for a planet, Janice suddenly noticed the Strange Boy staring at something in the distance. As she looked up she saw a large vessel piercing the pitch black sky above them. The vessel had massive glowing wings that looked like they were made out of fire. The body of the ship meanwhile was a sphere that was bright red and looked like it constantly kept spinning in the middle.

The vessel almost looked like it was alive. Its wings actually flapped up in down as it appeared to land behind a large hill.

The time travellers ran to the top of the hill to investigate with the Strange Boy being the first up as always, but they soon saw the ship hadn’t landed. It was instead hovering above the edge of what looked like the ruins of a huge city. None of the buildings were complete. They were all either ruins or just rubble. There were also bodies littering the streets too. Most of them were burned beyond recognition, just like in the desert.

The time travellers could see a massive hole appearing in the middle of the winged sphere, and a bubble containing three hideous creatures soon floated out of it to the ground.

Even on all their travels through time and space, the Circus folk had never seen anything like these monsters.

They were totally and completely inhuman in appearance. A strange mix of machine and creature. The monsters did not have any legs. They appeared to be connected to a completely round, metallic base that hovered about 6 feet above the ground (though they could also fly to a much higher point.) The creatures had an amorphous shape, with no face or any recognisably human features. Their bodies were about 7 feet tall and somewhat egg shaped. Several tentacles and what looked would flow in and out of the monsters body. Strangely enough however there didn’t appear to be any openings for the tentacles. They’d just randomly pop out of any part of the creatures body, and then vanish into them again completely. The monsters’ bodies also all glowed bright blue, except for their leader whose body glowed gold. Several wires and long tubes ran up each monsters body to the very top of their amorphous bodies.

The creatures began hovering up in the air above the buildings looking around for something.

Janice looked to the flask of magical water she had taken from the fountain in the Circus. This water was to let them know what it was they were here to do. It would glow blue when they were on the right path and green if they were on the wrong one. The water would change colour depending on the actions of the Circus Folk, or their thoughts to let them know if what they were doing was correct for the timeline.

Janice and the others all thought the same thing, if they were here to help these strange looking aliens. The water in the flask did flashed green.

“Well we know they’re not the good guys”  said Keptis. “Not necessarily” interrupted Coro. “All we know is that they don’t need our help, we’ll need to be sure.” Janice stopped him in the middle of the speaking and pointed at the alien space ship.

To their shock, the three time travellers saw their friend, Keyro flying out of the back of the alien ship. They could tell even in the distance that Keyro was badly hurt. Not only was his body covered in wounds, but he was barely struggling to keep in the air. The Strange Boy started to hop towards the city. Keptis however this time was able to grab the child Vampire and lifted him into the air.

“Look you impulsive little bloodsucker, there’s no use in just running in there until we know” before he could finish however the Strange Boy jumped out of his arms and hopped down in a greater speed than before towards the aliens.

“I really hate Vampires” Janice grumbled to herself.

However the boys instincts soon proved to be correct. Three of the hideous aliens suddenly emerged from the ship with one of them, who glowed red rather than blue managing to fly ahead of Keyro.

Keyro froze in fear. He slowly backed away from the monster and looked around for any way of escape, but in a flash a tentacle shot out from the red alien and enveloped Keyro. Keyro’s body glowed bright red just like the aliens and he let out an unbelievably high pitched scream. Keptis, Coro and Janice all ran towards the aliens instantly, but within a matter of seconds, Keyro was completely knocked out and fell to the floor in front of the aliens.

One of the two blue aliens suddenly unleashed several tentacles which then wrapped around Keyro’s unconscious body. There were so many tentacles from the aliens body that the time travellers could hardly see the creatures body anymore. The alien then vanished back into the spaceship with Keyro.

The Aliens soon noticed the small Vampire running towards them. At first they were a little puzzled by this little strange creature who was unlike any life form in the galaxy they had ever seen before. Still the aliens could see that he was aggressive and instantly started to defend themselves, firing out their tentacles to try and catch him.

The Strange Boy managed to grab one of the tentacles and bit into it. The alien did not make a sound, but it reacted, with several more tentacles popping out automatically which started to flap around. The Strange Boy pulled on the tentacle with his fangs and managed to rip it out of its socket. However another tentacle instantly took its place and fired at the Strange Boy. The Strange Boy’s body lit up blue and he screamed before being thrown back about 20 feet to the ground.

Coro meanwhile started conjuring up an illusion, whilst Janice and Keptis ran to help the Strange Boy. Coro conjured up an illusion of a Spinosaurus, the largest meat eating Dinosaur ever to walk the earth. Coro had encountered a live Spinosaurus before on one of the Circus Folk’s many travels and it had absolutely terrified him to his very core, more so than the majority of Demon species he had encountered.

The Spinosaurus illusion came charging from around the corner of a ruined building, roaring at the aliens who all froze. Of course if even one of them fought back, then the illusion would be broken, so Coro did not have the Spinosaurus attack them, simply circle the aliens.

Whilst the Aliens were distracted Janice and Keptis ran behind the aliens to just below where the creatures ship was. They looked at the back where Keyro had come out of, but see nothing. Their only hope of entry was the black hole the aliens had come out of, but unfortunately it was too high in the air for either of them to jump to it.  Janice called on the Strange Boy to help her. He hopped behind the still distracted aliens to Janice, with the aliens having almost forgotten about the little Vampire.

The aliens were more fascinated and curious about the Spinosaurus than scared, despite its fearsome appearance. It was a truly spectacular looking animal, and there was certainly no creature like it in the Galaxy they came from. They were wary not to provoke it just yet. They were confident that their magics could harm most life forms, but they obviously had to be sure first. They weren’t sure if it was intelligent or just an animal, if it was on the side of their enemies, or had just landed here by accident.

They tried to contact the beast. The aliens spoke to one another using telepathy. They’d inject their thoughts into whoever they wanted to speak too’s heads. However here they couldn’t find anything to send their thoughts to when they scanned the Spinosaurus, which just fascinated them all the more.

Little did the aliens know it was just a mirage, and it was doing its job in distracting them whilst Janice, Keptis and the Strange Boy were trying to get into their vessel to help Keyro.

The Strange Boy may have been impulsive and unpredictable, but he could still follow commands of the others from time to time at least.

Janice told the Vampire to throw her into the black hole at the front of the ship. She fell backwards onto the Strange Boy who held her up above the ground. She then lifted her feet above the ground and the Strange Boy, balancing her with both his hand, then threw Janice forward, sending her flying through the air and straight into the black hole in the ship. He then repeated the process with Keptis.

When Janice and Keptis went through the black hole however, they both felt unbelievable pain flow throughout their entire bodies.

Neither had entered the ship either. They were both stuck in a black abyss, screaming and kicking desperately to get out. The Strange Boy meanwhile had impulsively jumped after them and ended up in the same black pit. However he too was soon overwhelmed by the pain and tried frantically to get out.

The Aliens suddenly diverted their attention away from the Spinosaurus and to their ship which started sounding its alarm.  Coro tried to divert their attention back to the Spinosaurus again and made the hallucinatory Dinosaur charge at them. Unfortunately however he got too close, and the leader of the aliens struck the Spinosaurus with its tentacle. The tentacle passed right through it. The Aliens knew they were being deceived, though they were still impressed with the level of technology. Their mental powers were so advanced that they were immune to most other forms of telepathy.

Two of the aliens searched for Coro, whilst the gold leader hovered up to the sphere and spawning several tentacles reached in grabbing Janice, the Strange Boy and Keptis, holding them all in his tentacles. They were all glowing gold, just like the alien itself, and were knocked out in a matter of seconds, before the alien threw them to the ground.

Coro knew he didn’t have any chance against the aliens and so he slowly crept away and hid behind the ruins of a building just out of the aliens view.

The aliens took the unconscious time travellers into their space ship which soon began to fly, albeit more slowly through the sky. Coro followed the ship, again doing his best to keep out of sight. He was genuinely at a loss at what to do. Even if he conjured up another illusion what could it do to actually help his friends? Chances are the aliens wouldn’t believe it, and if they did, then it couldn’t harm them anyway?

Inside the ship meanwhile, the aliens started to wake their new captives. Janice, Keptis and The Strange Boy, all of whom were restrained in magical chains. The room was completely round with no bottom. All they could see below was a seemingly endless red abyss below them. They could see a few figures constantly falling in the abyss below them. At the front of the room meanwhile was a giant screen monitoring the city below. at the other end of the room was a gigantic yellow electrical sphere that Keyro was kept in. He couldn’t move a muscle as the energy, whatever it was paralysed him, but his face was locked in an expression of twisted agony.

Janice could barely stand to look at it, it filled her with so much anger.

“What do you want from us you sick freaks” Janice barked in disgust. In response Janice and the others except for the Strange Boy suddenly felt an intense ringing sound in their heads. Only the Strange Boy wasn’t knocked to the floor at first by the ringing, which was soon followed by strange voices that almost sounded like they were singing. The voice almost always sounded as though it was happy.

“We are the Mekela. The conquerors of the Rastions. We crushed their once great empire to ashes, humbled them across the stars and now we will destroy the last of those monsters once and for all.”

Janice and Keptis struggled to their feet in spite of the chains. “Telepath’s eh? You know you could have given us a heads up before peering into our minds like that. You nearly made my head explode!” Janice said in frustration.

“Such a weak, soft, pitiful little creature. The only one of you with any strength is the smallest.” This time the voice in Janice and Ketpis’ head was less strong and severe, though it still left a slight ringing in their ears for a few minutes afterwards.

“You are not like any creatures in this part of the galaxy. Why are you here? To help the Rastions? How did you get through without our knowledge?”

Janice told the Mekela however that they would not answer any questions until they stopped hurting Keyro. The gold Mekela stepped forward.

“You are in no position to bargain. You are all so weak. That setting we have is the weakest, and your friend hasn’t stopped screaming.”

The Strange Boy jumped at the gold Mekela, fangs bared, but one of its tentacles batted him away and he fell into the abyss the others were seemingly hovering over.

“BRING HIM BACK” Keptis screamed. “Only if I allow it. Everything in this ship is bent by our will. If we want, we can keep him falling forever. We can bind your disgusting winged friend to our torture device forever. You will tell us who and what you are or you will all suffer!”

Knowing they had no choice, Keptis and Janice both decided to tell him the truth. Well an abridged version of it. It didn’t seem likely that this creature would believe that they could travel in time, and even if they did, then it was probably best that these creatures didn’t know about such a secret.

“We are simple travellers” Janice said nervously. “Simple travellers who were able to get by our magics!”

“We use magic too” said Keptis. “We travel in a specialised craft. We didn’t make it. We found it. We don’t know the full extent of its power.” Keptis said somewhat unconvincingly.

The gold Mekela wasn’t buying it. “You lie” its voice still sounding as though it was delighted with his answer nonetheless. Janice and Keptis both suddenly felt themselves falling. They went tumbling into the abyss just as the Strange Boy had done, but fortunately before they reached where he was, they were pulled back up to face the Gold Melek again.

“You can join those poor souls screaming forever, or you can tell me now.”

“We are telling yo the truth I swear. Look at this phial” Janice said as she nudged her head to her pocket where the phial of water she and the others used to guide them on their mission, was. “You clearly use magic yourselves, you’ll see that it contains powerful magic of its own.”

The gold Mekela reached its revolting tentacle into her pocket and looked at the phial closely. “Perhaps you’re right. This is powerful magic, concentrated into quite a small amount of liquid. Its remarkable. You will be taken for a more extensive interrogation. Its clear that you’re not in league with these primitive Rastions. Pathetic creatures. They have a society close to a million years old, and they still haven’t been able to master magic.”

“And the boy?” Janice said. “Bring him out of that abyss too. We need him”

The gold Mekela wrapped its tentacle around Janice’s neck. Her body glowed gold and pain ran through every inch of her body, until she fell to her knees. “Don’t you dare make demands to me. I can condemn you to an eternity of torture with a thought!”

Nevertheless he did still pull the Strange Boy up from the abyss, not out of kindness, but simply because he hoped that his masters might be able to glean more information from Janice and Keptis by threatening the boy.

The Mekala’s set a course for their base. There didn’t seem to be any Rastion’s left, and even if there were then it didn’t matter. They clearly didn’t have a way off of this planet, and the Mekala’s had something far more valuable.

Janice wanted to rip the loathsome beasts tentacles out of their sockets, but she knew, even if she wasn’t in chains, they’d vaporise her or worse before she had a chance. She and the others would just have to bide their time until they found a weakness in these strange aliens. Even the Strange Boy was for once not just rushing in there and biding his time, much to the relief of Janice and Keptis. The three were still forced to listen to their friend, Keyro’s screams. The aliens refused to release him, despite Janice and Keptis’ pleading. The gold Mekala warned them both that they would join Keyro if they asked again, and so the time travellers were forced to watch in horror as their friend was brutally tortured.

On the ground meanwhile, Coro had been following the ship through the ruins of the city. He tried not to be distracted by the gruesome sights around him and keep his eye on the ship, but it was hard. Bodies of Rastions (though he obviously didn’t know their species name) were littered around him. Whole families bodies were trapped together, and worse in some cases the flesh had not been completely burned away, so Coro could make out the final expression of sheer terror, and agony on the victims faces.

At one point Coro almost stepped in the remains of Rastion as he struggled to keep up with the ship. A young woman whose skin and flesh had been burned off, and was now little more than a charred skeleton.

Coro could see the ship was suddenly getting faster and knew that it would be out of range soon. He had no choice but to conjur up another illusion. Even though there was a good chance the aliens wouldn’t buy it after the Spinosaurus, and also if it did work there was a chance the ship would crash!

Still he couldn’t just let these aliens take Janice, Keptis, Keyro and the Strange Boy away, so he conjured up an image of a Dresihaj beast, a massive winged Demon over 50 feet long, that could breath fire.

The illusion of the monster was enough to stop the Mekala’s ship dead in its tracks, but the ship soon fired a massive, green energy beam at the false Demon.

Coro quickly made his Demon swerve to the side missing the beam. He then flew the Demon towards the centre of the city, hoping to lure the Mekala’s back there. The Mekala’s however would not be so easily duped and this time they waited until Coro decided to have the beast make a landing and shot at the area it was about to land on.

Coro tried to make the Demon fly out of reach of the fire, but the area was completely consumed in the flames and so the illusion was quickly exposed for what it was.

The Mekala ship however still didn’t leave. They wanted to know who was creating these illusions and instantly turned to Janice and Keptis. They both feigned ignorance at first of course, but the gold Mekala simply wrapped its tentacles around their throats and started torturing them.

Janice and Keptis held out for a few minutes, but the magics were too strong even for these experienced warriors. The magics didn’t just hurt their body, but burned their way right into their very soul. No one could withstand torture that severe for longer than a few minutes, and eventually they both broke and told him that one of their party, Coro, had the power of illusion. Fortunately however Janice and Keptis didn’t know where he was, but the Mekala’s would still torture Janice and Keptis for another few minutes until they realised they weren’t lying.

The gold Mekala decided to smoke the alien out by burning down the buildings, or rather what was left of them. Janice and Keptis pleaded with them not to, as they could kill Coro, but the gold Mekala didn’t care and even struck Janice with its tentacle again. “If your friend is smart he’ll know he can’t hide from us and will surrender. If not well then he will die and we will be rid of another one of our enemies.”

The Mekala’s ship started firing randomly on the city, destroying whole buildings and causing entire sections of the ground to collapse into a steaming pit. Coro ran around frantically trying to find somewhere to hide, but the smoke from the buildings made it hard for him to see where he was going. Eventually he stumbled into one of the holes in the ground created by the Mekala’s ship. The ground was burning to the touch, and the smoke began to choke him. However Coro decided it was better to stay hidden in the hole. The Mekala’s had already blasted this part of the ground, so chances are they probably wouldn’t hit it again, at least not for a while.

The sound of the explosions was non stop and deafening and Coro almost wished they’d just vaporise him to get it over with. Suddenly Coro felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning around and ready for a fight, Coro was surprised to see a young, beautiful woman, with golden skin and long red hair, peering through the smoke at him.

The woman was just as surprised to see Coro as he was her. “What are you? You’re not one of us? How did you get here?”

An explosion near to the pit, suddenly knocked the woman forward, but Coro caught her in his arms.

“We’re both strangers, but the fact that neither of us is one of those monsters means we can trust each other for now.” Said Coro to the scared alien who agreed. The alien had unwittingly drawn the Mekela’s to Coro’s hiding place and so they both had to flee right away.

Unfortunately as they ran out into the clearing, the Mekela’s spotted the two of them and fired a magical tractor beam onto Coro and the alien.

The alien was almost instantly pulled in, but Coro grabbed onto the ground with his claws and quickly grabbed onto the alien too. The beam was strong however and Coro, even with his superhuman strength couldn’t hold on much longer.

On the ship the Mekala’s were delighted. “Yesssss thought the gold Mekala. We have another strange alien and a Rastion to join our collection.”

Coro attempted to conjur up another illusion. That of a massive Pteranodon flying towards the ship. Even though they knew it was an illusion, the image of the prehistoric beast jolted the Mekala’s for just a second, but it was enough for the tractor beam to go down and Coro and the Rastion woman to escape.

Acting fast, Coro using all of his will power was able to create 5 illusions of himself and the Rastion woman. Creating multiple illusions was extremely difficult however, and draining on Coro. He certainly couldn’t keep it up for long.

Still it was long enough for Coro and the Rastion to escape as the Mekala’s were temporarily confused by the illusions.

Coro and the Rastion ran aimlessly through the smoke laden ruins of the city, the illusions slowly faded, but the Mekala still couldn’t find Coro and the Rastion who had disappeared in the smoke and behind the rubble. As they searched however suddenly the Mekala ship was stuck by a yellow laser which sent it whirling throughout the sky.

On the inside of the Mekala’s ship, the magic began to malfunction. The invisible floor that stopped the travellers from falling into the abyss began to fade in certain parts, whilst the chains holding, Janice, The Strange Boy and Keptis suddenly vanished. Janice and Keptis very nearly fell into the abyss, but the Strange boy managed to grab Janice’s hand with one hand, and Keptis’ with another before they fell, and used his inhuman strength to pull them back up to his section of the floor which had still survived.

One of the Mekala meanwhile fell into the abyss too. The gold Mekala screamed at his subordinates to land the ship right away, but another blast of yellow light caused the the ship’s systems to fail completely and the ship to further spin out of control.

All of the floors began to vanish, but the gold Mekala headed for the centre because he knew that was the last place that would vanish, and hoped he could stay there until the ship crashed. It was his only chance and he had to take it.

The gold Mekala would actually throw two of his subordinates into the abyss below when they tried to reach the centre as well. As the invisible floor rapidly began to vanish, then the Mekala adopted an every man for himself attitude to try and escape their impending fate. The Mekala of course no longer cared about their prisoners and one of the blue drones, in panic threw the Strange Boy down into the abyss.

Janice tried to catch the Boy, but sadly not only did she fail to catch him, but the floor under her vanished too. Keptis meanwhile, didn’t even notice what had happened to his two companions. He was too busy trying to attack the gold Mekala to take his place in the centre and just for revenge. Of course he was easily overpowered by the beast who then threw him into the pit with Janice and the Strange Boy.

Fortunately however at the same time as the floors were vanishing, the sphere that was containing Keyro began to fade too. At first Keyro just fell out of the sphere. He was still in shock from the pain, but fortunately he was soon able to come to his senses and began to flap his wings, eventually gaining a momentum in the air. Keyro looked around for his friends and spotted Keptis first. He flew towards the Martian as fast he could and managed to catch him by the foot before he fell out of view.

Keptis then shouted at Keyro to fly further down so he could catch Janice. Just as Keyro had grabbed Keptis by the foot, then Keptis would grab Janice by the foot and she in turn would manage to grab the Strange Boy. Janice and the Strange Boy had fallen at more or less the same time so they were closer to one another. Keyro prepared to fly deeper to find any of the other people who had been lost in the pit, when suddenly the seemingly bottomless pit beneath them turned into nothing but fire.

Keyro hurriedly flew back up to the top again before the flames could reach them, dodging falling Mekala’s who tried to grab onto him and the others with their tentacles. The monsters missed the flying time travellers, more because they were falling too fast than because Keyro was actually able to dodge them.

When they reached the top of the ship the gold Mekala was still clutching to the tiny bit of floor left at the centre with one of its tentacles. “Help me” it projected into the thoughts of its former captors. Janice however simply laughed. “I thought you could condemn me to an eternity of torment with just a thought.” The gold Mekala responded by firing one of its tentacles at the Strange Boy. Despite the fact that he was over 15 feet away, his tentacle was able to wrap itself around the Vampires neck. The gold Mekala warned the time travellers that he would tear the boys head off unless they helped him. However whilst the gold Mekala was distracted by Janice, the Strange Boy grabbed onto the gold Mekala’s tentacle and bit into it.

The gold Mekala was caught off guard and whilst he was distracted by the pain the Strange Boy bit into the tentacle so hard that he bit straight through it! He then pulled on the tentacle whilst the gold Mekala was distracted by the pain, which caused the Mekala to stumble forwards, off the tiny bit of floor still left, and into the pit below where the flames engulfed him.

Keyro quickly tried to find a way to escape before the flames reached them. He flew over to the controls. Before when he had briefly managed to escape before being captured, he had flown to the controls and hit them frantically, eventually creating a hole in the back of the ship.

Sadly however when he tried to do so again, nothing happened. Clearly the power or magic was completely dead. The only way out left was through the black hole on the other end of the room. Unfortunately however it’s defence system which had already knocked out Janice, the Strange Boy and Keptis when they tried to enter the ship earlier, would make that virtually impossible too. Janice warned Keyro that they couldn’t get out that way, but sadly there really was no other way out!

Keyro despite Janice and Keptis’ protests flew straight into the black hole, but the pain from it was just as overwhelming and before it knocked them all out he had to retreat again. Unfortunately however the flames were now almost on their level, and so Keyro really having no choice charged into the black hole a second time.

The pain was just as strong as ever, but Keyro shouted at them all not go back. The time travellers all clutched onto one another tightly as they pain got worse and worse by the second. The foursome however suddenly saw the flames begin to pierce the darkness behind them. Keyro and the others struggled to move forward as the flames got nearer, and nearer, but none of them gave up and just as the flames were almost on them, they suddenly went tumbling through the darkness and out the other side.

When they landed on the ground, the foursome could see that the ship had in fact crashed. The entire ship had caught fire now. It was also beginning to split apart too. The only reason they had been able to escape was because the ships defence system had crashed when the rest of the ship finally broke down. The ships flaming wings had ironically vanished and all that was left was a flaming ball, that within a matter of minutes vanished completely in a flash of purple light.

No Mekala’s appeared to have survived the crash, but unfortunately as the weary time travellers turned around they saw about 20 or so Rastions standing in front of them wielding guns, with Coro in the middle.

“Don’t worry” Coro said to the Rastions. “They’re friends of mine.

To Be Continued

 

 

The Circus Master: An Eye For An Eye: Part 1: The New Frontier

The journey had taken a little bit longer than usual. Normally it would only take a couple of days for the Circus to travel from destination to destination, but here it had been almost a full month.

Of course there was plenty of entertainment on the Circus Tent itself. A massive book case filled with the greatest literature from all over the universe, a 52 inch screen tv, dozens of video games of various types and plenty of exquisite food and drink, sampled from cultures all throughout history.

For Ashlei and Mestron however nothing could distract them from the anticipation of seeing where this wonderful machine would take them to next on their first journey across time and space. Mestron had lived for many centuries and seen kingdoms rise and fall. He didn’t think that anything could surprise him after all this time, yet here he was actually excited again!

Ashlei meanwhile just wanted anything that could take her mind off of her brothers passing. She still hadn’t really taken in that he was gone, though at times she wondered if what she was doing know was actually the right thing and not just a reaction to such a huge loss.

Still she could hardly turn back now, and when she thought about it more rationally Ashlei realised that she had been right to leave Lakos as there really was nothing left for her there anymore. Now however she was doing something that no one else from her time (save Mestron of course) was doing. Ashlei had spent a lot of her time training with Janice. She didn’t want to be vulnerable on the missions, and whilst Ashlei was hardly as skilled as Janice, after a month of training from the Vampire hunter, she was a far more formidable fighter than anyone else from her home village, Lakos that she had long left behind.

Just when it seemed like they would be drifting forever suddenly the time travellers felt a thud, followed by a whishing sound, and the water in the fountain turning blue and bubbling for a few minutes.

The Circus Master who was sitting at the other end of the room, his face buried in a book sat up.

“Ah good. We’ve landed. It seemed to take longer this time than usual. We must have landed on the furthest edges of our galaxy. Oh don’t worry about the atmosphere. This tent’s magics alters your body to be able to survive in any atmosphere on any planet. You won’t choke or get crushed or anything like that.” he said to Mestron and Ashlei. “However” the Circus Master continued as he reached into a box at the end of the room which contained purple pills.

“You’ll need to take these if you want to have any chance of understanding people. Even on the same planet there are often dozens and dozens of languages, now imagine how many there must across the entire universe. No one, not even an immortal like me would have the time for that. This handy little invention from I believe the planet thracos in the 18th century will translate whatever you say, and whatever anyone says to you for a 48 hour period.”

Janice meanwhile was a little annoyed that the journey had finished. She had just made progress in “Death Rattle 2”.

“Great I finally get over that level I’ve been stuck on for, goodness knows how long, I’m nowhere near a save point, and now we land.” Janice grumbled.

“Well hopefully this will just be one of those nothing missions. You know. Stop a guy from getting hid by a bus, stop someone from stepping on a butterfly and then you can get back to fighting pretend monsters instead of real ones.” Said the Circus Master with a sardonic tone.

Most of the rest of the team were happy to have landed too meanwhile. The Strange Boy would just stand there, completely motionless during the journey’s. He’d not even move a millimetre. He’d just stare into space only to start frantically hopping when the Circus landed. The Circus Master would often have to pull him away from the doors to stop him just rushing out there.

Keptis meanwhile was largely indifferent to the places they went. He valued the team and their company (particularly Janice) above all else, so to him it didn’t matter if they were floating in the vortex, or on some far away planet. Just as long as they were together.

Keyro and Coro meanwhile were more eager for adventure. Keyro loved a chance to spread his wings, whilst Coro always loved coming up with new illusions to trick his enemies.

The Circus Master prepared to open the doors, though not without some bravado first much to the annoyance of Janice. The Circus Master always loved to make it a big grand moment, the first time the team set foot on a new world, or time. It was even more special now of course with the teams two new recruits.

Once he opened the doors however the sight that greeted the time travellers was a desolate wasteland, filled with corpses of strange animals and people. The life forms had clearly been killed by a fire storm of some kind. Their bodies were all burnt to a crisp. The sky was pitch black, though it didn’t look as though it was actually night time.

Instead a black smog smothered the sky and filled the air, giving it a foul stench, and despairing look.

“I was hoping it might be a better place for your first visit. Maybe London in the swinging 60s, or Venus, god I love Venus. Still lets see what we have to do in this godforsaken place.” the Circus Master said shaking his head.

When the group ventured out of the tent, the earth of the planet felt burning hot. Ashlei was of course the most affected as she wasn’t used to these types of conditions. At one point Mestron even offered to carry her as they trekked through the dark forboding desert, but Ashlei refused. If she was going to be part of the team, then she would know that she couldn’t afford to be the weak link.

Ashlei looked back at the Circus which even in this miserable, pitch black terrain still stood out as colourful. Like a tiny little gem in a sea of coal.

Mestron meanwhile was too busy looking at the strange corpses around them. “I’ve never seen Demons like these before.” He said.

“That’s because they are not Demons.” Said the Circus Master. “They are aliens. Trust me I can sense a Demon. I basically am one remember. This is not your world Mestron. I don’t know what world it is. Never been here before, but I’d say its had better days. I wonder what we have to do here? Its not like we can exactly save this planet.”

The Circus Master looked down at one particular corpse. It had a humanoid shape, though its body was too burned for him to get any idea what the creature looked like.

“Poor soul” The Circus Master said with regret “Though I don’t know maybe he was a monster. Still” he said as he looked up at the smog covered sky. “It seems they were the victims of a greater monster.”

The Circus Master turned to face his team. “Whatever the case I think we can all agree that we want to get off this planet as soon as possible. We’ll find what we were looking for a lot faster if we split up into two groups. Keyro, Ashlei and Mestron you come with me. Janice, Keptis and Coro, you take the Strange Boy.”

Janice rolled her eyes “Why do you never take the Strange Boy?” “Well you know how it is between Vampires and Vandals. We generally don’t get on” replied the Circus Master.

As the two groups went their separate ways Keptis was already complaining about having to look after the Strange Boy again.

“I don’t exactly get along with Vampires either” he said frowning.

The two groups spent roughly half an hour searching through the wilderness of this strange seemingly dead world. All they found were more bodies though there were also what looked like the remains of strange vehicles too. The Circus Master tried to examine one of them, but it was too badly damaged for him to figure out how it functioned.

Ashlei was tired and her feet were burning. She didn’t want to show any sign of weakness, but she couldn’t go on any longer. She sat down on a nearby rock. It was scorching to touch, and she jumped up when she first sat on it, but it was still better than being on her feet.

They were all jealous of Keyro who was circling above them and not having to walk on the scorched earth. However even Keyro was finding it hard to fly. The air was choking him and he could barely see what was ahead of him.

The Circus Master meanwhile was distracted by what was the only living creature they had seen on the planet. It was a small furry creature, no larger than a wolf, with pincer like forearms, six pincer like legs, and a long, spikey tail and a small face with 8 black eyes and 4 sets of teeth.

It was clearly on the level of an animal and nothing more than a scavenger, feasting on the endless corpses. It still looked weak and sickly however, but it was not alone. A further six similar creatures began to hover around the carcass, before a larger one, roughly the size of a bear emerged from just over the hill. It was clearly the mother of the pack. The Circus Master made sure not to make any noise. Though they appeared to be scavengers he didn’t want to risk it in case they wanted live meat.

Mestron meanwhile tried to comfort Ashlei who he could see was still grieving the loss of her brother. He had tried to talk to her about it during the journey, but each time Ashlei just didn’t want to even mention it. Here however faced with the reality of how her old life was gone forever, Ashlei for the first time in a month was beginning to cry at all she had lost.

“Its not what you expected is it Ashlei”? Said Mestron in a dry tone.

“Well you know it is only our first journey. I did hope there wouldn’t be quite so many dead bodies mind you”. Ashlei said with regret.

“Well like you said its our first journey” Mestron replied. A few moments of awkward silence passed before Mestron finally talked about what it was that was really bothering Ashlei.

“I know you’re thinking about your brother Ashlei. You’ve said you don’t want to talk about it, and I understand. You’re not ready to accept that the person you love is gone yet. But you’re here among friends.”

Ashlei spoke, struggling to hold back the tears. “Ironically it was easier when we were fighting those monsters that killed him. I could focus on getting my revenge. I thought that when those things were gone then I’d get some peace. Instead I now find I can’t even think about Malcolm. ”

“I know Ashlei. You’ll never stop missing him. Still the memory of him won’t always be an unhappy one. In years to come you’ll be able to put it in perspective. The loss will always hurt, but you’ll be able to think back on the happy times you had and feel lucky that you had that person in your life.”

Ashlei felt somewhat comforted by Mestron’s words. “Thank you Mestron. I don’t know what I’d do if anything ever happened to you.” Ashlei said with a smile.

“You’d cope. You’re stronger than you think Ashlei. I know you don’t think that about yourself, but here you are. You’re doing what no one else from your time has ever done. You’re on the frontier of discovery. Another world, with its own people. Again its just a shame that it had to be this planet.”

Just then a scream suddenly pierced the darkness. It was Keyro. Whilst the others had been talking, Keyro was flying around, both for his own amusement and to see if he could find any traces of intelligent life.

It was hard to see through the smog in the air, but all Keryo could see for miles and miles was just more wilderness, strewn with more corpses. Just then however a large beam of blue light cut through the darkness and smog and struck Keyro. The pain was overwhelming. He was paralysed with it, but Keyro managed to let out one ear piercing scream before he crashed to the ground.

He was a good distance away from The Circus Master, Ashlei and Mestron who still nevertheless heard his scream and instantly searched around to try and find him.

Unfortunately however Keyro’s scream had alerted the scavengers. They had all turned around and instantly spotted the Circus Master. The monsters started to hiss excitedly and the mother suddenly spread two gigantic, reptillian looking wings out of her back.

She flew into the air at a lightening speed. Despite her hulking frame the monster was very quick. The others however who were children it seemed had not grown their wings yet, but they were still able to scurry quite quickly towards the Circus Master, Mestron and Ashlei and were able to surround them in no time whilst the mother circled above.

The monsters were salivating with hunger. Mestron handed Ashlei an electric sword. A weapon that he had found on the Circus Tent which had been fashioned in the 22nd century. The Circus Master meanwhile kicked himself for not bringing his fire stick.

The monsters were all hesitant to strike at the 3 time travellers. The scavengers had never seen anything like them before, but the lure of fresh meat was just too strong for the beasts.

Ashlei was the first to strike at one of them who got too close. She prodded it with her sword which sent the beast scurrying back. A few other monsters however got angry and started charging at the travellers. The Circus Master, standing in front of his two colleagues unsheathed his claws and scratched at the aliens coming near him.

Unfortunately however whilst they were too busy focusing on the children, the mother swooped down and was able to snatch Mestron.

Whilst the Circus Master was distracted one of the children was able to jump him. Ashlei started swinging her sword around blindly to ward off the other scavengers, but one of them managed to knock the sword out of her hand with a swing of its tail. Another swing sent Ashlei crashing face first into the hot earth.

The scavenger grabbed Ashlei’s foot and pulled her away from the Circus Master. Ashlei tried to grab onto the ground but it was so hot she let go. However she managed to hold on to a piece of burning hot earth which she threw in the scavengers face causing it to let go of her foot as it staggered back in pain.

Ashlei immediately went back to her sword and started jabbing the creatures again warding them off. The Circus Master meanwhile managed to overpower his scavenger and picked it up with both hands, lifting it above his head. The Circus Master threw the beast above Ashlei and into the scavengers behind her, which sent them all tumbling backwards.

The Circus Master then grabbed Ashlei by the hand and sped off in the direction the monster had taken Mestron.

The two soon saw that their fellow time traveller had overpowered the queen of the nest. The Queen was lying on the floor, clearly bound by some kind of spell whilst Mestron was just dusting the burning ash off of his coat.

“Honestly I was once a mighty Warlock warrior defending my people from Vampires and Dragons. I know my reputation took a bit of a knock recently, but did you really think I’d be floored by some space bug” Mestron said.

“What did you do to him? said a puzzled but delighted Ashlei. “I simply put a binding spell around the creature. It’ll wear off in a few hours and he’ll be fine.”

Just then however the scavengers began to swarm the time travellers again. As they all prepared to fight the monsters off, the monsters suddenly ran towards their mother and began to tear her flesh off her bones.

She was helpless now, and they could sense it. The Circus Master, Mestron, and Ashlei looked away in disgust. “Well I suppose its all very Darwinian in a way, if a little disgusting” said the Circus Master as he winced.

The three walked away slowly as the monsters tore their own mothers to pieces. They trekked through the scorching black desert, filled with more rotting corpses for another half hour calling out for Keyro and looking for him. They got no answer of course, but the further and further they went, the fewer bodies they saw, until eventually there were none.

The earth was still as dark and scorched as it was. “Strange” said The Circus Master. “I wonder why there are no bodies here? Either this wasn’t a populated area or”.

“Or what” said a scared Ashlei. “There’s some giant, fat, greedy monster out there that’s eaten everything, dead or alive in this entire area and we’ve just wandered haplessly into its nest?”

The Circus Master rubbed his neck somewhat nervously. “Well that does seem to be the likely option, but its best to keep a low profile no matter what.”

“And how do we do that? We’re in the middle of a desert” said Mestron. Just then the three time travellers suddenly heard a massive shriek.

As they looked up, they could see a giantic, winger, reptillian beast hovering in the sky, its eyes fixated on the time travellers.

The monster looked somewhat like a Pterodactyl. It was a reddish brown in colour, had a long beak like mouth full of sharp, yet jagged, and in some cases broken teeth. Its massive talons also looked burnt and decaying too. The beast overall was thin, covered in burns and looked weak.

However its massive size still made it a truly intimidating sight. The monsters wingspan was over 80 feet. It dwarfed the mightiest Pterosaurs on earth, and was bigger than a small plane.

The monster started flying towards the three time travellers who instantly sped off in the other direction. The monster however despite its massive size was incredibly fast and was almost on them in a matter of minutes.

Being the fastest due to to his Demonic constitution, the Circus Master tried to lure the monster away from Mestron and Ashlei. Mestron tried to fire a magical energy beam at the monster but it was able to swerve the blast and quickly flew at the Warlock, grabbing him in its talons.

Ashlei however was able to jab the monster with her electric sword. She only got it for a second, but it was on one of its rotten, broken toes. The monster roared in agony, and whilst it was distracted, Mestron used his magic to blast it back into the sky.

The monster went tumbling back through the air, but it didn’t take long for the beast to gain its balance in the air again and start circling Ashlei and Mestron, whilst dodging more blasts from Mestron.

The Circus Master however jumped in front of Mestron, waving his arms in the air with his claws unsheathed.

The Circus Master shouted at it to come to him. He assured Mestron and Ashlei that he knew what he was doing, and when the monster began to focus all of its attention on the Vandal, The Circus Master quickly ran in the opposite direction.

The winged beast chased the Circus Master across the black desert and though he was able to keep ahead of the monster for a long time it eventually caught up to him.

It grabbed the Vandal in its talons and started to lift him in the air. However once it had lifted him a good distance above the ground, the Circus Master stabbed his claws into the monsters toe. It released him in pain, but the Circus Master held onto its toe and quickly teleported onto the monsters back. It took a lot out of the Circus Master to teleport, and he had to really concentrate to do so, as well as see where he was going. Still he managed to appear on the monsters back, and quickly stabbed his claws into the beasts spine, it managed to flip him off, however the Circus Master managed to dig his claws into its right wing as he fell and it tore a large chunk of flesh off.

The Circus Master went plummeting to the ground, but he survived the fall easily of course due to his Vandal constitution.

The monster meanwhile unable to keep flying with its torn wing also went crashing to the ground.

Ashlei and Mestron ran to help the Circus Master who calmly got up and dusted the burnt earth from his pink frock coat.

“I told you I could deal with it. I know we’re the aliens on his planet, but he tried to eat us so I’d say he was fair game.”

The monster had clearly broken many of its bones in the fall. It struggled to even move, but it was still able to scream.

The Circus Master went over to put the beast out of its misery, but as he got near the monster, the earth started to shake so much so that The Circus Master, Ashlei and Mestron were thrown off of their feet.

Just then a gigantic snake like monster, so huge it dwarfed the winged beast came bursting out of the ground, behind the crippled winged terror.

The creature was at least over 500 feet long. Its skin was bright purple, with yellow spots, and a massive green sail running down its back. It had a single green eye, with a red pupil. The monsters mouth was locked in the form of a hideous grin,. Its gigantic teeth were almost too big to fit in its mouth.

The monster opened its jaws and with one scoop it swallowed the winged monster in one bite before disappearing beneath the ground again.

The shaking started again however, and this time a smaller snake like creature, though still over 50 feet long emerged from the ground in front of the Circus Master, Ashlei and Mestron.

The monster darted at them and would have eaten Ashlei had the Circus Master not been faster and managed to push her out of the way.

Mestron used his magics to create a circular barrier around himself, Ashlei and the Circus Master. The barrier managed to hold off the monster who struck at them several more times. Each time the monster hit them however, Mestron was hurt, but he still held the force. The Circus Master thought about teleporting himself and the others away, but when he tried he found that the force field was preventing him. He asked Mestron to shut it down, but as soon as he was about to, the monster struck at the bubble again, preventing the Warlock from closing it.

Just then another monster of a similar size to the first came bursting out of the ground. It didn’t even notice the three time travellers however, but it caused the ground around them to completely cave in, sending the three tumbling into the darkness below.

Mestron could use his powers to levitate the magical sphere the three were now trapped in. It was taking all of his energy just to hold it up. The constant debris battering into sphere constantly weakened it and hurt Mestron so much he was barely able to hold it up.

He had to however. Both Ashlei and the Circus Master were counting on the Warlock. As they fell deeper and deeper into the pit, all they could see around them was nothing but darkness with pieces of rubble from the earth smashing down on top of them. Just then however, one of the snake monsters, larger than the one who tried to eat Ashlei, but smaller than the one that ate the winged monster came darting out of the darkness, knocking any pieces of rubble to the side. It opened its jaws wide enough to swallow the sphere whole and engulfed the three time travellers with one bite.

The Circus Master had tried to alert Mestron, but Mestron at this point was crouched down, with his eyes closed. He had been made so weak by the pieces of falling debris he almost felt like passing out, but he would be jolted up just as the monster consumed them.

The sphere passed down the beasts throat and into its stomach. The beasts digestive acids slowly began to eat away at the force field. The force field could only last for a short time as it was powered by the will of the Warlock generating it, hence why it was such a strain. It was really designed more for short term protection in fights.

However having taken so many batterings the force field was now cracking. As they floated through the monsters digestive acids, they bumped into bits of rotting flesh, and even the severed head of another strange creature. The head whose flesh had almost all melted off, had two massive horns on the back of its head, and two more above its eyes. It also had a long horn on the tip of its snout, with several shorter horns running down to the back of its head. It also had three sets of long, curved, razor sharp teeth set deeply into its skull. The overall shape of the beasts head was similar somewhat to that of a large therapod Dinosaur.

Clearly it had been a powerful predator in life, but obviously it wasn’t a match for this creature. Ashlei screamed as the acid began to peer through the sphere in small drips. One drop hit Ashlei and burned her skin. Ashlei screamed and jumped into the Circus Masters arms.

Even the Circus Master himself began to panic. “It can’t end like this. Surely?” He said to himself quietly. Mestron meanwhile who was almost completely exhausted suddenly rose up and performed a magical blast. Doing so whilst still holding the crumbling bubble together.

It was only a small blast with very little power, and did no lasting damage to the monster, but because the blast was in its stomach, it was enough affect the monsters stomach lining which Mestron was hoping for. The monster vomited the sphere up (along with countless bones, skulls and fragments of its other unfortunate victims.)

The sphere went plummeting in a sea of green vomit down the abyss, with Ashlei, Mestron and The Circus Master all holding on to each other and screaming. Mestron however using his last ounce of strength pushed the sphere out of the vomit, though it still fell to the bottom of the ground where it smashed to pieces instantly, sending, Ashlei, Mestron and The Circus Master flying in different directions.

Pieces of rubble were still falling everywhere around them, and the Circus Master was barely able to dodge a massive boulder that nearly crushed him!

Ashlei meanwhile ran towards Mestron who had been knocked completely unconscious by the strain of the magics. She tried to rouse him, but he was completely out of it. Ashlei managed to hoist him up, with his arm over her shoulder and started to drag him along the floor.

The Circus Master meanwhile, acting quickly was able to stop a small snake monster  (still about 45 feet long) from devouring both Ashlei and Mestron. He only noticed the monster despite its size until it was looming over Ashlei and Mestron due to the darkness of the cave! Wasting no time, the Circus Master grabbed the large boulder that had almost crushed him and managed to lift it over his head, thanks to his Demonic strength.

It was still a struggle of course, but The Circus Master using all his strength managed to hurl the boulder at the Snake monster sending it flying back through the air and to the ground where it was crushed in two under the weight of the boulder.

The Circus Master lifted Mestron above his shoulders and ran, knowing that Ashlei would follow him. Neither he nor Ashlei knew if they were even running in the right direction! They were just fleeing in blind panic. They could barely even see where they were going it was so dark, and the sound of the monsters screaming was deafening.

The two time travellers soon discovered that they hadn’t landed at the bottom of the pit after all. Due to the darkness, their panic and the noise of the monsters, they didn’t even notice that they had reached the the edge of a cliff and went tumbling over it.

Acting quickly the Circus Master grabbed onto Ashlei before she fell out of view whilst still holding Mestron over his shoulders. The Circus Master quickly teleported himself and Ashlei and Mestron to the ground below.

“Did I mention how much I love that power.” The Circus Master said as he lowered Mestron to the floor to see if he was okay. Ashlei meanwhile had been completely mesmerised by the most spectacular sight she had ever seen. A highly advanced alien city.

The city was a relatively short distance from Ashlei and the Circus Master. It’s buildings which were all massive, were also bright blue and glowing.

The Circus Master wasn’t as impressed however. Compared to some of the sights the Circus Master had seen on other worlds the city wasn’t really that spectacular at all.

“Well come on young lady we can’t just stand there staring at it. That city is the first sign of intelligent life we have found on this planet. We need to get there pronto.”

As he grabbed Ashlei’s hand to pull her away, the noise of the great serpents roaring pierced the darkness once again.

The Circus Master and Ashlei slowly looked up in fear and saw to their horror hundreds of giant snake monsters flying through the air. The light from the city allowed them to see above more clearly now. The biggest were over 700 feet long! They were swirling around snapping and biting at each other. They were so desperate for fresh food on this dead planet that they were eating each other!

The smaller snake creatures (who were still over 40 feet long) however quickly turned their attention to Ashlei, Mestron and the Circus Master and sped through the air towards them.

The Circus Master picked Ashlei up over one shoulder, and Mestron (who was still unconscious) over the other and ran towards the glowing city.

One of the snakes however managed to land right in front of The Circus Master. The Circus Master slowly backed away not wanting to make a move until the monster did.

Just then a second and third snake appeared behind the Circus Master. Thinking quickly The Vandal teleported behind one of the snakes and dropped Ashlei and Mestron on the ground, before teleporting onto the face of one the snakes.

Digging into its skin with his claws, the Circus Master held on tight as the monster thrashed and shook its head to get him off. Another on of the snakes meanwhile desperate to get at any tiny grain of food there was lunged at the Circus Master, who spotting the monster, quickly jumped out of the way, causing one Snake to attack the other.

The two monsters started snapping and biting at each other.  The snake that the Circus Master had wounded ended up being the loser in the fight. As the Circus Master had been distracting it, the other snake had managed to get the first bite in. Though it still put up a good fight, the wound was too big for the monster to recover and within a few minutes it was down on the ground.

The other snake didn’t completely kill its opponent before it started to eat it the monster was so ravenous! Unfortunately however the other snakes, drawn by the sight of blood started to dig into their fallen comrade’s flesh which led to more fighting between the monsters.

The Circus Masters gambit had worked, and he quietly snuck away from the monsters before picking up Ashlei and Mestron and heading towards the city once again.

Once he reached the city, The Circus Master found that he couldn’t get within 5 feet of it, even when he tried to teleport in. A mysterious barrier was preventing anyone from going any further.

“I thought as much” said the Circus Master. “In a planet this nasty you’d have to have some kind of force field. Question is how do we get through it?”

Ashlei could see several more snakes, hovering in the air above them. “I don’t know but please figure it out quickly!”

Just then a massive green spotlight shone from the tallest tower in the city and landed squarely on the time travelling trio.

Ashlei and The Circus Master paniced as the light had surely brought them to the attention of all of the snakes, and for a moment the monsters, all of them, regardless of size, looked as though they were about to pounce on the three.

Instead however a hover craft came flying out of the city. It was yellow in colour, triangular in shape, and had a strange blue glow coming beneath it, not unlike the one from the city.

The craft was completely smooth, with no designs or markings on it whatsoever. As the ship zeroed in on the the three travellers the Snakes stopped in their tracks. They didn’t seem scared of the craft. Instead these unspeakable monstrosities seemed suddenly seemed more like a litter of puppies anxiously awaiting their masters commands.

The top half of the craft opened up, revealing three strange alien creatures, sitting in what looked like three red chairs. There didn’t appear to be anything else in the craft, including even controls of any kind.

The aliens hovered towards the three time travellers (with Mestron still being unconscious.) The aliens were relatively tall. The shortest was about 6 foot 2. The creatures had a humanoid shape overall. Their hair was bright red, long and flowing. Two of the creatures were female, whilst one was male. The creatures skin was bright gold, whilst their eyes were a greenish shade of blue.

The creatures were strikingly beautiful. Ashlei was rather taken aback at first by the sight of the male, who was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life. The Circus Master meanwhile didn’t even notice the females. Due to his nature as a Vandal those types of feelings were long lost to him.

The creatures circled the three time travellers whilst holding their strange looking weapons for a few minutes before the Circus Master spoke.

“You know you’re never going to get anywhere if you don’t ask us questions? said the Circus Master in a dry tone.

The aliens were a little taken aback. The male spoke in a voice that sounded, in contrast to the creatures appearance, thick and rough.

“How can you speak our language?” said the creature. “You don’t resemble any of the life forms we’ve colonised, or even any of the known life forms from the 7 Galaxies? You’re with them aren’t you?” He began to shout. “You’ve come to spy on us! Tell me how did you find us?”

The Circus Master did his best to try and diffuse the situation. “I don’t know what’s going on on this planet. We’re just travellers. We mean you no harm.”

“Right” sneered the alien. “You’re just a simple traveller who managed to stumble into the middle of an intergalactic war, and then survived an encounter with the Lystegrias? We should feed you to them.”

“No” interrupted one of the females “We’ll take them in for questioning. Find out what they’re doing here. They’ll wish our little pets had eaten them.” She said with a sadistic smile.

Whilst the male alien wasn’t looking, the Circus Master was able to kick the gun out of his hand with his Vandal speed. As he reached down to grab it, the other two alien women instantly fired several times on the Circus Master. The laser beams from their guns cut several holes in the Circus Master but did not otherwise deter him and they quickly healed.

“I knew it” said the male. “You have magic. You are with them!” The Circus Master picked up the gun and aimed it at the three aliens. “You can’t kill me, but I can easily kill all three of you. Even without this” he said as he unsheathed the claws on his other hand.

The two females dropped their guns. “What do you want from us?” said the male.

“I want to know the history of this planet. Who are you? What happened here? With monsters like those as your pets, who could possibly terrify you to the point where you’re living underground and ready to shoot anything that moves?”

The aliens seemed a little perplexed by the Circus Masters questions.  They felt sure he was a spy for their enemies.

“You know our history. We were once the greatest civilisation until you freaks tore it apart. Go on kill us. I’d rather die now than see my people burn.”

As the male spat back at the Circus Master, Mestron finally began to rouse from his slumber.

Ashlei tended to him. “Thank god. I was getting worried there that you were never going to wake up.”

Mestron staggered to his feet with Ashlei’s help. “I’m amazed the strain didn’t kill me.” Mestron said as he struggled to open his eyes. “Please don’t ask me to do anything like that for a while.”

Whilst the Circus Master was arguing with the aliens, trying to convince them that he wasn’t a spy, Ashlei noticed another 6 yellow crafts descending from the city towards them.

She tried to alert the Circus Master, but he cut her off each time as he was too busy arguing. It was only when the male alien started laughing that the Circus Master turned around and saw what was waiting for him.

Whilst the Circus Master was distracted, the male alien rushed him. The aliens strength was of course no match for that of a Vandal, and the Circus Master tossed him away effortlessly. However the alien did manage to knock the gun out of The Circus Masters hand, and whilst he was busy fighting the male alien off, who attempted to rush the Vandal again, the two female aliens quickly grabbed their two guns and then grabbed Ashlei and Mestron.

Mestron was too weak to fight back whilst Ashlei, despite the lessons she had, was still no match for the soldier who had spent most of her life fighting.

The two female aliens called out to the Circus Master, with their guns aimed firmly at Ashlei and Mestron’s heads.

“We know you are laser proof, but are your friends?”

With no choice the Circus Master got on his knees and put his hands behind his head as the 6 other crafts landed around them.

The Aliens surrounded the three captive time travellers.

“Well” said the leader of the group. “Rather strange looking aliens. I don’t care what little magic tricks you have, you’re outnumbered, and you will tell us what we want, or you will suffer. Trust me. We were once the dominant force in this galaxy. We know how to force people to do what we want.”

To Be Continued.

 

Carlene The Jazz Vampire: The Demon Children: Part 6: Ambush!

Carlene and Detective Cushing had arrived at the police station. They had already contacted Michelle to let her know what happened.

As soon as Carlene entered the station all eyes turned on her, and not in a good way. She really didn’t want to go there, but Cushing said it was best to get it over now, as she would have to work with them.

It was nothing compared to when they entered Michelle’s office. Michelle had a cross around her neck and was holding a stake in her hand.

A bit rude to carry those in front of our guest.” Cushing said.

Well I only extend pleasantries to people Cushing” Michelle snapped back.

Carlene interrupted “look lets just get to the point. We are going to fight a group of Demons, probably more dangerous than any even this city has ever seen before. They’ve been capturing children. We’ll most likely die, but there’s a chance that we might be able to save just a few of them. Are you going to help us? Or are you going to put a stupid petty dislike of me above some children’s lives darling?

Michelle didn’t want to admit Carlene was right, not only because she hated admitting that Carlene was right, but Carlene’s theory of there being some master criminal behind the supernatural activities in the town in some ways made her feel that her life’s work was pointless.

She had spent decades fighting both the crime and the occult in this town, but now it seemed that all she had been doing was tackling the symptoms, whilst this Vampire, having only been here a short while had finally discovered the root of the city’s problems.

Michelle hated Carlene more than ever, but for now she had swallow her pride. The safety of the children had to be put above all else.

“Okay”, Michelle said, practically through gritted teeth. “I’ll assemble a team to help you. Though I can’t promise they won’t stake the Vampire on principle. I’ll accompany you. I want to be there, just in case you have been duped by the Vampire. Its not the first time you’ve been duped by a Demon is it, Cushing?

Cushing protested, but Michelle shut him down by reminding him that they had more important things to talk about.

Well maybe you could try not being such a bitch and then we could all work together much better?” Carlene interrupted.

Michelle decided to leave it at that as otherwise she knew it would never end.

“Well Vampire, you’re the big expert on these Demons? What weapons, spells do we need to take these things down?”

First of all my name is Carlene. Second of all I’m not an expert on these things at all. No one is, but there is one spell that might just work against them. Its a special kind of potion. Brewed by Witches many years ago called Iostek. They mixed all of the different elements, natural, magical that are harmful to most known Demon species together.

Rose knows how to cobble the spell together. Her dad discovered the recipe from a group of Witches he captured years ago. The Witches were nice girls, but of course much like you, he was such an arsehole he didn’t care and tried to get right of them anyway. He agreed to leave em alone if they gave him this new secret weapon. Of course once they did he handed them over to the mob regardless. It takes quite a lot out of Rose to make the potion as she’s not a Witch, but she should have a small phial of it by the end of the day.”

A small phial?” Michelle responded? “How the hell is that going to help us against an army?”

Well” Carlene responded. “Based on what I’ve been told about these Demons, they seem to be turning masses of children into members of their own kind. Now there are only two options. Either they are infecting them directly like a Vampire. Or they have polluted the air to the point where the children’s bodies can be easily altered. This seems like the most likely option for me. The Demon said that they do it over a slow period of time. Direct infection tends to spread a lot faster.  

If they have polluted the air, then there is obviously a source in their base. All we have to do is fuse the phial with the source, and this chemical will be spread throughout the base and kill all of the Demons, whilst leaving the children untouched.”

But Carlene“, Cushing said “The poison will also kill you too?

I’m not seeing any problems with this plan” Michelle said in response with a smile.

Ignoring Michelle’s petty taunts, Carlene told Cushing that she would have just a few minutes to escape. Though Cushing tried to convince her not to come on the mission, Carlene said that they needed her, and that whilst she had no wish to die again, she was more than willing to risk her own life, just to give the children a better chance.

Back in the Soldiers base meanwhile, the Demons had reached the end of their tether with the latest group of children. Normally they’d have broken them by now, but the current crop of kids had resisted the monsters cruel mind games and threats.

The commander of this particular cell was worried. He had to have converted a particular amount of children by a certain point or else he would be demoted. The Soldiers never killed their own under any circumstances unless they were traitors, but to be demoted and then considered a failure was in some ways worse than being killed.

The commander was taking his frustrations out on his men. Again such a thing was seen as a sign of a weak leader, but he couldn’t face taking responsibility for his own actions yet.

This particular commander had been waiting for a chance to lead his own platoon for centuries, and now he had finally got it, but he was about to be demoted all because he couldn’t break the children. He wanted to tear the little bastards throats out for costing him his career.

He was preparing his final round of tests for the children. Here he would force them to murder each other. The Soldiers generally didn’t like to do this, as it would waste potential recruits, but again the commander was desperate. Getting the strongest who would survive was still better than almost no recruits.

As the Soldiers prepared to set up the arena, where the children would be forced to fight each other to the death, the Commander prayed to the spirit of Orakos not to let anything else go wrong this night. Sadly his prayers would fall on deaf ears.

Carlene, Michelle, Cushing and 6 officers had managed to make their way into the base thanks to the help of Julia’s family. Having to ask for a child’s possession to use magic to track them down would be a difficult conversation, but fortunately Julia’s parents were aware of the paranormal. Julia’s father’s brother had been possessed by a Demon many decades ago.

They were still skeptical about allowing magic to be used to find their daughter however. Though they knew it existed, they had no idea about the true nature of magic and they were scared it could hurt her. Detective Cushing however assured her that no harm would come to Julia as a result of the spell.

Rose meanwhile had prepared the potion for Carlene. Performing the spell of bringing together so many elements put such a strain on the being doing it, that it would normally kill most humans (hence why Rose had never bothered to give it to the Darrow police force, and why her own father had ultimately never used it.)

Still even though she was a Ghost, the energy from the spell still greatly weakened her spirit and she had to take time out. Sadly she wouldn’t have been able to go with them anyway, as whilst magics could allow her to temporarily leave her house, she could not leave this dimension or else her spirit would dissipate.

Whilst this was a unique incident, Rose couldn’t help but feel inadequate compared to Carlene. Obviously she was proud of what Carlene had accomplished in protecting the city, but still when she saw how little she was able to do for the people, when she had once been one of the greatest of all Vampire hunters she couldn’t help but feel depressed.

The locator spell revealed that the entrance to the Soldiers base was just outside of Darrow.

The base had the appearance of a gigantic castle when it was made visible. Carlene using her Vampiric strength jumped to the nearest window ledge. She planned to crawl through the window first to see if the cost was clear for the others, but unfortunately for the Vampire, the magic of the base could detect the presence of even the tiniest microbe that entered. The alarm instantly went off, and 3 Soldiers instantly appeared in a puff of smoke around Carlene. Carlene did her best to try and defend herself, but even her Vampiric strength was no match for the power of the Soldiers, and she was outnumbered too. They overpowered her relatively easily.

The others could hear the alarm outside. “Great plan Vampire. We lasted all of 2 seconds. Either you are evil and set us up, or you’re just really, really thick.” Michelle said angrily to herself.

Sadly before they could do anything, a massive group of Soldiers surrounded them. The cops tried to fire their weapons at the Soldiers, but it was of no avail and the soldiers overpowered all of them effortlessly.

Their attack had ended in a dismal failure before it could even begin. Had it not been for the fact that the Soldiers wanted to find out who was behind the attack (knowing that no ordinary person could find their base) then they would have killed them all now.

In truth there was no way any of them could have entered without the Soldiers knowing.

Carlene, Cushing and the rest were taken before the leader of this group of Soldiers.

The Leader was shocked to see a Vampire among them. What could it possibly want here? The children to feed on? There are other, more easier ways for it to acquire blood. The Vampire must be an agent he thought. There were plenty of Demons and Sorcerers who wanted to know what the secrets to the Soldiers powerful weapons were and they often sent agents in.

Tell me Vampire who paid you to try and steal our weapons and magics. I’ll pay you double. You Vampires are all such dirty, selfish little cowards that I’m sure you have no loyalty to your master. I’m in a hurry and I’d like to know so tell me.”

Carlene however responded with “Actually I’m here to help the children. Let them go now and I won’t kill you.”

The Soldiers all burst out laughing in response. They didn’t know what was funnier the idea of a Vampire caring about children or the idea she could harm them!

I mean it!” Carlene shouted over the Soldiers which brought their mocking laughter to a grinding halt.

I challenge you to duel leader for the children’s lives.”

Carlene knew that the Soldiers had no honour. Any creatures that would capture children and rely on the dirtiest tactics like they did couldn’t have it, but many Demons were incredibly vain and egotistical. She hoped that the commander wouldn’t want to appear cowardly by simply ordering his men to kill her when she had challenged him to a one on one fight.

Carlene kept taunting the commander. “Are you going to have get these gits to do your dirty work for you? Can’t deal with just one Vampire? I can’t see a little pansy like you, going to fight a bruiser that killed a God when you’re too scared to take me on one on on.

The Commander knew she was manipulating him, and any other time he might not have given into his hubris. Unfortunately however as many had begun to see him as a weak commander due to his recent mistakes, he was genuinely worried that not taking on a lowly, pathetic, scummy Vampire of all creatures could make things even worse for him.

He agreed to face Carlene in an honourable fight. He hoped it wouldn’t last long. Just a quick stake through the heart and that would be that, but still he ordered all of his men to get the children ready for their final death match too.

He gave Carlene 5 minutes to prepare for the fight, but also ordered that Detective Cushing, Michelle and the rest of the force be taken away to the cells. The Soldiers of course would most likely have no intention of releasing them or the children anyway, even if Carlene did beat the Commander, which none of them entertained as a possibility.

Carlene had kept the phial of the Iostek in her hair. Carlene’s beehive haircut was more than just a nice bit of nostalgia from when she was a human. It was actually a magic weapons chest, bigger on the inside than the outside, with its own defence system. It was also magically fused to her head, with only a quick spell being capable of taking it off, so there was no chance of it falling off in a fight.

Carlene knew that it would have been pointless to use the poison on the guards who captured her, as there was so little of it, so she hid it in her beehive for later. In the 5 minutes she was allowed to prepare for the fight, she sprinkled a tiny bit of it onto the knife she had chosen as a weapon, hoping that it would be enough.

In their cell meanwhile Michelle started to blame Cushing for everything that had happened. She accused Carlene of leading them all into a trap.

Think about it“Michelle screamed. “She comes up with this fantastic master plan that gets us all captured in like two minutes, whilst she is left alone with the Demons leader? They’re probably drinking the children’s blood together and laughing at how the stupid old man got tricked by a Demon again!

Michelle instantly regretted what she had said to her friend and mention who finally snapped back furiously at her.

The other officers were somewhat taken aback. They had never seen Cushing who was normally such a mild mannered, soft spoken man erupt in anger and swear. Though they were all on Michelle’s side, they didn’t really know enough about Cushing’s history to comment so they wisely kept out of the continued bickering between Michelle and Cushing.

In the middle of the argument Cushing having calmed himself down somewhat said “You’re the one who is playing into the Demons hands Michelle. We should all be working together to try and find a way out of here, but here we are bickering over the most stupid things.”

No, what the Demons want is to stop anyone trying to rescue the kids, and they’ve been able to do that thanks to your Vampire friend, intentionally or unintentionally.

At that point Cushing realised it was pointless to try and convince Michelle to stop. He just hoped the Demons would kill them all soon so he wouldn’t have to keep listening to her ranting about Carlene for much longer.

The duel had begun. It was in a small room, normally reserved for duels between the children.

The Soldiers commander had chosen a gigantic mace as his weapon. Just before the fight The Commander told Carlene that he knew the mace couldn’t kill her, but that he was just going to use it to beat the crap out of her for a bit, before tearing her head off with his bare hands when he was done.

Three Soldiers were watching the fight. They started taunting Carlene, laughing at her and making jokes about the Vampire being “really scary” and how the commander was in for it now.

The Commander and Carlene circled each other for a short time before the Commander was the first to strike, swinging his mace at Carlene’s head, she managed to duck it in time though. It very nearly hit her beehive. If it had done, then it would have given the game away as the Mace would have bounced off of it.

Carlene tried to strike next with her knife, but unfortunately the commander struck her hand first which sent the knife flying out of her hand.

Carlene backed away a little. The commander could see that she was scared and began to laugh at her.

You should have taken my offer bloodsucker.

He then jumped through the air at a lightening speed. Too fast for even Carlene, and struck her in the face this time.

As she fell to the floor he struck her multiple times in the back, the legs, the face and her arms.

She tried to hit him back, but the few blows of hers that did manage to connect, barely hurt the monster.

The commander after pummelling Carlene grabbed her by her feet and started swinging her around, and bashing her off the ground before throwing her into a wall.

The impact she made against the wall would have been enough to liquify every bone in a normal human’s body. Carlene’s Vampiric constitution however meant that she didn’t even break a single bone, though it still hurt her probably more than anything else in her life at point!

As she tried to crawl back on to her feet the commander jumped towards her again and grabbed her by the throat.

He slammed Carlene against a wall and placed his hand on her shoulder. He was going to tear her head clean off!

Carlene struggled to get free, but it was no use. The soldiers strength was limitless compared to hers. Carlene in a last ditch effort, reached into her beehive haircut for any kind of weapon she could. She managed to find a small axe. It wouldn’t be able to do any lasting damage to the Commander, but maybe she could distract him long enough.

Carlene struck the axe into the Commanders arm. He didn’t even flinch, but he did look surprised as to where she could have gotten it? She swung it again in his face and this time, he let out a scream, but still held on to her. Carlene swung again and again hitting the monsters in the eyes until eventually he threw Carlene across the room.

Carlene landed just a few feet away from the knife. She quickly headed towards it, but unfortunately before she could reach the knife, the Commander jumped her once again and punched her to the ground.

The Commander then picked Carlene up with both hands and smashed her on his knee. Again for an ordinary person this would be enough to smash them in half. It still almost knocked Carlene out, and when the Commander threw her to the ground, Carlene had practically no strength left.

The Commander picked Carlene up by her left arm. She looked absolutely tiny compared to the giant monster.

The beast started punching her relentlessly in the face. Carlene however managed in the flurry of punches to grab his fist and redirect his fist into her beehive.

The beehive had an emergency system were if someone else tried to reach into it then it would fire various weapons (created by magic) at them.

Again these weapons didn’t do any last damage to the commander, but they caused him enough pain that he dropped Carlene, who made another dash for the knife and managed to grab it this time.

The Commander now overcome with rage charged at Carlene, but this time she was ready for him, and he foolishly thought that she was unprepared. He had no idea about the Iostek and honestly didn’t think that the Vampire had anything that could harm him.

Carlene slashed the Commander across the chest with her knife, piercing his heart in the process. Normally a stab wound to the heart would of course heal instantly for a Soldier, but the poison began to affect the Commander instantly. He stumbled back, began to feel faint, and his knees soon gave way.

He tried to get up but he suddenly had zero strength. The pain, the likes of which he had never felt before, also began to flood through his body too.

Just a few seconds ago he was dangling Carlene in the air and beating her to a bloody pulp. Now he was crawling along the floor, barely able to pull himself forward he was so weak.

The other three Soldiers couldn’t believe what they were seeing. They had NEVER seen one of their own be defeated, and assumed that it was just some trick that the Commander was playing on Carlene.

“P-p-please” he pitifully whimpered, “h-have pity”. The Soldiers had been taught to face death with dignity, and indeed if this had been out on the battlefield, then the Commander would have shown no fear. However he couldn’t bare the thought of dying in such an undignified way. Losing to a lowly Vampire of all things, in front of his men.

Carlene however simply responded with a cold “I’ll make this quick which I’m sure is better than you ever gave your victims.” And she stuck her knife into the monsters skull, killing him instantly.

The other Soldiers recoiled in shock and horror. Even to the end they thought it must be a trick of some kind. Carlene looked up at them all, her face caked in her own blood, her nose broken from the beating she had taken.

Still the Soldiers were more scared of her now, as for the first time they were facing an enemy that could hurt them.

Still they quickly conquered their fear and all 3 of them ran at Carlene. Knowing that it would be foolish to even attempt to take them on, Carlene quickly jumped through the air, and over them just as the monsters got near her.

One of the Soldiers at the back saw her and ran at her before the other two, but Carlene managed to slice two of his fingers off with her knife.

As he staggered back in pain, Carlene then reached into her beehive and searched for the nearest weapon she could find. She managed to fetch a gas bomb which she threw at the three Demons.

The gas obviously had no real effect on the Soldiers. Normally it would be enough to knock out most humans and Demons (though not a Vampire like Carlene as they don’t need to breath.) Still it did distract the monsters long enough for Carlene to slip away.

The Soldier who had lost his two fingers was screaming in pain. He was scared that they hadn’t regrown yet, and worse his whole arm was beginning to go numb.

The elder Soldier looked at the flesh around his severed fingers. “Crafty little bloodsucker” he said. “I don’t know what kind of poison this is, but honestly I’ve never seen anything like it. Don’t worry. Your fingers will grow back eventually. You didn’t get enough of it.

The Soldiers all looked down at their fallen commander.

He wasn’t fit to lead us you know” the elder Soldier said. “He didn’t cope well under pressure, he didn’t know how to command respect and authority. He’d just shout and scream like a little child. Still he was devoted to our cause above all else and he deserved better than to die like this. At the hands of a Vampire. We will avenge him.”

Carlene ran through the corridor, down the direction they had taken her “friends”. Along the way she encountered a few more Soldiers, but she used the fact that they honestly didn’t believe she could harm them to her advantage and would look scared when she first came into contact with the Demons, before slashing them across the face.

In one instance she was forced to kill another Soldier when he was able to dodge her attack and punched her against a wall. Acting quickly she was able to slice him in the leg, but even as she tried to run away, he grabbed her by the leg and tried to pull her back, but Carlene managed to jump forward and stab him in the head.

She finally reached the cell. Her superhuman sense of smell allowed her to track the rest of the team, even through the stench of the Soldiers. How ironic Carlene thought. People always used to mock her big nose at school, but now it was helping to save the day.

When she opened the door to the cell, Michelle was genuinely surprised to see her and at first assumed she had come here to gloat, though that idea was quickly shot down.

Carlene explained to the other officers that they needed to find the power source. Carlene said that she could trace it with her sense of smell, Magic left off a certain odour, though Carlene again would need to hone in it, as the entire place had been built with magic.

Carlene stood around trying to pinpoint the smell, whilst Michelle and the rest stood guard over her.

Michelle had been given the knife. Carlene didn’t want to at first as she thought Michelle would probably stick it in her when she wasn’t looking. Still she realised that Michelle was probably the best person to have the knife as she was the most skilled fighter, so she reluctantly gave it to Michelle whilst she tried to concentrate on locating the spell.

Many of the cops were getting nervous however. They wanted to get the hell out of the castle. They normally weren’t so scared because before there was always a chance against an enemy like a Vampire, a Demon, or a Werewolf, but with the Soldiers they felt genuinely helpless.

Just then two platoon’s of Soldiers appeared in puffs of smoke, and cornered Carlene and the cops off at both ends. The cops froze in terror. The new leader of the Soldiers was fixated on Carlene. “You miserable little parasite” he screamed at Carlene. “All you care about is satisfying your own sadistic little urges. We are built for a higher purpose, a war for all of creation itself.”

Whilst he was ranting however Carlene reached into her beehive hairdo and searched around for another weapon. This time she found a tiny Demon that she had kept there. The monster was called a Scralex. Carlene had found it living near the outskirts of Darrow. Scralex’s were a special breed of Demon created to feed on other Demonic creatures. Though no bigger than a house cat, they moved at a lightening speed and had a tremendous strength. The problem with the monsters was that they had been too unpredictable. When people kept them as pets, they had a grisly habit of still turning on and eating their owners if they didn’t get enough Demon flesh.

Fortunately that wasn’t a problem for Carlene and Rose however. As they were both dead then the monster had no desire to feed on their flesh. Rather than simply kill the monster Carlene decided to keep him as a weapon, but obviously she didn’t want the risk of the monster getting free and harming anyone else, so she let it live in her beehive. The monster couldn’t escape unless she wanted it too, and furthermore whilst in the Beehive, the magic’s would quell its hunger, as ultimately being a Demon it did not actually need to eat to survive.

Carlene didn’t like to use it, as it was a vicious monster that in close corners could even attack humans. Still she had no choice and so she pulled it out of her beehive and threw it in the Soldiers new commanders face.

The Commander doubled back in pain, whilst his subordinates gathered round him. The Soldiers from behind tried to advance, but once again Carlene quickly pulled out some more gas bombs and pelted the Soldiers with them.

The Soldiers and the police began to choke, but Carlene being a Vampire who didn’t need to breath was able to pull some of the cops including both Michelle and Cushing past the Soldiers. Sadly however three of the cops were grabbed by the Soldiers in the smoke and literally ripped in half by them.

The Commander meanwhile had managed to pull the Scralex off of his face and threw it to the other end of the room. The little demon quickly scurried away through the Soldiers to Carlene. It had come to see Carlene’s Beehive haircut as its home and so it ran after her and jumped onto her shoulder before leaping into her hair.

Damn I’ve made it too cosy for the little bugger in there now.” She said to herself. The Scralex though a fearsome predator would never have been able to take on a Soldier in a proper fight. The best it could hope for was a distraction which it had caused.

Fortunately Carlene had been able to locate, roughly where the source of the bases power was. There were 6 floors to the castle and it was on the third. It made sense after all as it needed to be at the centre to radiate to all areas. They were currently on the 5th floor.

Realising that they all wouldn’t be able to outrun the Soldiers to the third floor, Carlene told the cops to head down there ahead of her whilst she did her best to try and hold off the Soldiers.

She knew she’d be lucky to kill one of them, but still she hoped that she could distract them long enough. She gave the remainder of the Iostek to Michelle, whilst she took back the knife.

Michelle was genuinely shocked at Carlene’s actions. Of course this one noble, heroic act wouldn’t be enough to overcome a lifetime of prejudice on Michelle’s part, but for once she not only didn’t mock Carlene, but wished the Vampire good luck.

Carlene faced the Soldiers down. For a few seconds they were scared of her, as they didn’t know what other tricks she had in her hair!. Still they quickly overcame their fear and started attacking her. Carlene managed to cut one of them, before another Soldier swotted her like a fly and smashed her into the ground. She still clutched the knife, even as they kept kicking her. It was the Vampires life line.

The monsters beat Carlene brutally, but in the midst of the kicks and punches she managed to swipe her knife at the knee cap of the lead Soldier which caused him to collapse to the ground. Wasting no time, Carlene leaped at the wound soldier and jumped onto his chest. Before he could swat her off, Carlene buried her knife into the Soldiers forehead, killing him instantly. The other Soldiers were a little taken a back at first. When Carlene stood up wielding the knife, the monsters slowly tried to surround her, but every time she made a gesture with the knife, they backed down a bit.

Carlene started taunting the Soldiers, but this proved to be a mistake. She laughed at them, said the Soldiers were the most overrated Demons she had ever seen, and that she had dealt with ordinary street thugs who were more of a challenge than them. One of the Soldiers got so angry that he overcame his fear and teleported behind Carlene. Before she could react he grabbed her arm with the knife and snapped it like a twig.

Though it healed relatively quickly, Carlene sadly dropped the knife from the pain. The Soldier then picked her up and started to smash her into the walls, before tossing her across the room.

Carlene was now completely helpless as the Soldiers approached her. She tried to fight back but it was pitiful as the monsters beat her. Carlene however continued to taunt them. It was just pride however. Carlene was never the type to not go down fighting, even if she couldn’t actually fight anymore.

Detective Cushing and Michelle’s team meanwhile had made it to the 4th floor where the monsters were running around frantically. They were already nervous due to the inspection from their masters, but the alarm being raised just made things worse.

The crowd of officers knew that they couldn’t sneak past the Soldiers as the police force was simply too big and the floor was just a straight corridor. So they had no choice but to run and hope that some of them could make it to the next floor.

At least 10 of them were butchered. Detective Cushing despite being older was one of the “lucky” few who managed to make it to the door to the 5th floor simply because he was at the front of the group. He along with all of the others who had made it, had been forced to abandon any officers who had be caught behind. A few officers would turn back and try and help their friends, but they to the last were slaughtered.

Once they had managed to make it to the third floor, the surviving officers saw that the third floor was the dungeon where the children were kept. Much like the fourth floor, it too was just a straight corridor, with several rooms on either side. The officers frantically looked through the window of each door. They saw mostly children, kept in groups, huddled together like animals in each room. In a few others they saw what looked like small arenas and what looked like horrible pits full of spikes.

This was where the children’s spirits were slowly broken and they were corrupted as well as the power source for the base. The children in each cell would start screaming for help as soon as they saw the officers by the window, but sadly the officers had to leave them for now.

Michelle eventually stumbled upon what she was sure was the power source. In this room, all she could see was a large, square, metallic object in the middle of the room, but there were was small slit that ran all the way around it near the top, from which a green light shone.

Several of the officers started to ram the door to break it down, but unfortunately at the other end of the third floor, several Soldiers began to appear out of pufts of blue smoke. The monsters quickly grabbed another three officers who they tore to pieces in a matter of seconds.

Fortunately the other officers, including both Michelle and Cushing managed to break down the door and make their way into the room.

Unfortunately however ten more Soldiers suddenly materialised in front of them. The room, being the most vital in the castle had the most advanced security system.

The police were completely surrounded, so they decided it would be better to go down fighting. Of course it really made no difference as the Soldiers just tore the police apart. Michelle and Detective Cushing were soon the last two left standing, and were both backed against a wall by the Soldiers. They weren’t scared for themselves. Neither particularly feared death, but they didn’t want to get this far and not help the children.

Cushing wracked his brains for a solution and finally he found it. Grabbing the last of the liquid that Carlene had left with Michelle, Cushing poured some of it on some bullets that he had emptied from his hand gun. Loading them back into the gun he then fired at one of the Soldiers in the head, killing it instantly.

“It worked” Cushing shouted. He hoped to fire the bullet at the Soldiers power source, but sadly however as he took aim one of the monsters suddenly materialised behind Cushing. It grabbed his arm which broke it instantly causing him to drop the gun.

Michelle instantly reached for the gun and managed to grab it. It only had five bullets left and there were 9 Soldiers surrounding her and blocking the power source. The Soldiers weren’t even paying attention to Cushing who was now lying on the ground, passed out from the pain.

One of the Soldiers spoke “You can’t kill us all with that weapon. Surrender now and your death will be quick.”

Michelle didn’t listen. If I’m going down I’m taking as many of those bastards with me as I can she thought to herself. Michelle shot the Soldier that had given her the ultimatum first right in the head and emptied 3 of her bullets into another 3 of the monsters before the surviving 5 Soldiers managed to pounce on and instantly overpower Michelle.

Two of the monsters grabbed her arms, whilst another two grabbed her by the legs. Another stood over Michelle and barked.

“Pull her apart slowly. Let this worm know that we are not to be triffled with.”

The Soldiers started pulling on either side of Michelle with only an ounce of their strength, though it was still greater than anything Michelle had ever experience before.

She already felt like her spine was snapping and she screamed out in agony. She did all she could to try and pull free from the monsters but it was no use.

Just as all seemed lost however, suddenly one of the monsters holding Michelle’s arms screamed and fell to the floor. The other three dropped Michelle to the ground and instantly turned around. As Michelle looked up she could see a figure standing over the body of the Soldier. Carlene.

Carlene looked really beaten up. She was covered in blood, both her own and that of the Soldiers.

Carlene had been able to escape from the Soldiers who were beating her by grabbing one of the Soldiers and pulling him on top of her. She then used him to ram into the other two who were still kicking her, and pushed all three into a wall.

Wasting no time, Carlene quickly grabbed the knife from where she had dropped it and threw another gas bomb from her beehive in front of the monsters which distracted them long enough for the Vampire to slip away. Carlene then used another gas bomb to slip past the Soldiers on the 4th floor before making it to the third.

She arrived just in time to kill one of the Soldiers that was slowly ripping Michelle in half by stabbing it in the neck from behind.

Now the remaining four Soldiers attention turned to the Vampire. Carlene looked as though she could barely stand. Even with her Vampiric healing and constitution, she had taken such a beating that every movement looked like it was a struggle to her.

Still using her last ounce of strength Carlene ran at the Soldiers, who in response charged into her. However it was a trick. The Soldiers thought Carlene, much like Michelle was going to try and go down fighting in a futile last stand, but instead, Carlene quickly jumped over the Soldiers, just before she would have collided with them.

Carlene wasn’t quite as weak as she had made out to her enemies. Whilst still in the air Carlene threw the knife, stained with liquid at the green slit of the power source. One of the Soldiers ran to try and catch the knife (the others foolishly were still focused on Carlene.)

He almost caught it, but fortunately Michelle shot him dead with the last bullet.

The knife penetrated the green slit. For a few minutes nothing seemed to happen. The Soldiers grabbed Carlene and started to beat her. Though she fought back, again it made no difference.

Just then however the Soldiers started to faint. Michelle could see their skin begin to crackle and boil as they lay helplessly on the ground. Carlene managed to hold out for a few seconds longer. Though her breed of Vampire was nowhere near as strong as the Soldiers, the fact that Vampires were undead gave them a slightly greater resilience than other breeds of Demons to certain magics and poisons.

However the liquid was so strong that ultimately Carlene began to succumb too. She collapsed to the floor, just like the Soldiers. With all her strength she was barely able to even lift her arm. The liquid was in the air now. It spread even faster than Carlene had hoped and she knew there was now no chance for her. She just hoped it would be quick.

Just then however help came from the most unlikely of places. Michelle, Carlene’s former rival picked the Vampire up off the ground and struggled to carry her out of the room. Michelle was still in tremendous pain from what the Soldiers had done to her.

Yet here she was going through it to help a Vampire of all things. If Michelle had actually stopped and thought about what she was doing, she probably would have thrown Carlene onto the ground in shock, but luckily for the Vampire, Michelle was working on instinct rather than prejudice.

Carlene had just saved her from an agonising death, and so Michelle wanted to repay the favour. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to get Carlene to the bottom floor in time. Even if she wasn’t barely able to walk from the pain in her back, but still she couldn’t just watch Carlene die.

As Michelle made her way into the hall she could see one of the doors to the cells had been ripped off its hinges. Clearly one of the Soldiers had escaped into here but why? Was there a safe spot she could maybe get Carlene into?

When she went to investigate, Michelle could see one of the Soldiers lying on the floor of the cell, its body beginning to rot just like all the others.

Some of the children had rushed towards the dying brute and started kicking and spitting on it. The monsters had corrupted these children into monsters themselves, and now they were feeling the brunt of it.

Michelle could see at the back of the cell was a window. The Soldiers had placed it in here as a form of torment for the children. The children could see the outside world, knowing that they would never be a part of it again. They’d never be able to walk among their own people, see their loved ones or just be a normal human again.

Clearly the Soldier had hoped to smash it and escape out of the window, but he had fallen before he got a chance. Michelle dropped Carlene who had now completely blacked out on the floor and started hitting the window furiously with her pistol. The window was strong, and Michelle was still weak from the chronic pain in her back, but she simply didn’t give up and after just a few furious hits from her gun the entire window shattered to bits.

She then rushed to Carlene’s aid and threw the Vampire out of the window.

Carlene plummeted to the ground. Normally her Vampire constitution would have enabled her to easily survive, but she was so weak now, Michelle wasn’t sure. Still she knew that Carlene had no chance in the castle.

Carlene broke her arm in the fall, but fortunately she had enough strength to survive, and within a matter of minutes the effects of the liquid began to wear off.

Her strength started to slowly return, her arm even began to heal and within another few minutes the Vampire was back on her feet again much to Michelle’s relief.

The Soldiers meanwhile, being too weak to crawl out themselves, and with no one wanting to help them, had all crumbled into nothing but ashes throughout the castle.

They had done it. The children were safe, but at a terrible cost. All of the police who had entered the castle had been killed except for Cushing and Michelle. At least a quarter of the entire police force had been killed by the Soldiers. Needless to say this didn’t exactly endear Carlene to the rest of the police, and things in the city would be even harder from this point on with a reduced force.

Michelle and Carlene’s relationship had improved slightly however. In spite of everything they had been through, Michelle still couldn’t exactly get over her hatred of Vampires just like that. Still at the very least Michelle wouldn’t violently attack Carlene every time she saw her from this point on.

Many of the children were left broken by the experience. Those who had been partially turned into monsters, were turned back into humans as the liquid burned all of the Demonic essence out of them.

Now however they could feel empathy and guilt again and in some cases, after what they had done it was enough to destroy them. Julia in particular would struggle with the memory of what she had done to her beloved pet for many years to come. It didn’t break her however.

Instead Julia became determined to find out who and what exactly were these creatures. The police had given an official cover story (though even then most of the people of Darrow knew better.) Still Julia didn’t buy it and much like Detective Cushing had done many years prior as a boy, Julia would soon devote herself to finding out as much as she could about the paranormal.

Carlene meanwhile though obviously sad at the huge loss of life in bringing down the Soldiers, did not regret taking them on. Not only had all of the children been rescued, but in tracking the monsters down Carlene had proven her theory of there being one Demon that ruled the streets of Darrow correct.

Now she just had to find out what it was.

 

 

 

 

 

Carlene The Jazz Vampire: The Demon Children: Part 5: Initiation

Julia awoke to find herself in a dark, dank room surrounded by other children and teenagers. The oldest at the most was 17 years old. Most of the children were crying, except for one child at the other end of the room, who in contrast seemed quite jovial.

Julia couldn’t quite make his face out as the room was so dark. As she got closer however to the boy she could see his face more clearly. It was hideously deformed. His hair was falling out, his teeth were growing long and his skin was yellow.

He was beginning to look like the monster that had snatched Julia off the streets.

Julia had no idea what was going on or what to do, so she just started screaming blindly for help.

One of the teenage boys next to Julia suddenly punched her across the face sending her crashing to the floor with a bloody nose. As Julia looked up she could see this boy’s skin had begun to turn yellow too. He did not seem happy however. In fact he was crying and screaming to himself.

Julia was terrified yet at the same time she couldn’t help but pity her attacker. She had never seen anyone look so distressed or in as much pain.

Just then a door opened at the other end of the cell and white light flooded the room.

One of the monsters that had snatched Julia suddenly entered and all of the teenagers and children immediately began to cower in the corner.

The Demon spoke, its voice hissing and high pitched “You children are too innocent these days. Months and months with us and you still cling on to your humanity? Back in the day we’d have broken you in a week!” The Demon then turned his attention to the jovial Demonic boy and said “At least one of you has seen things our way. You’ll go on to great things my boy.”

Julia tried to stay hidden in the crowd of petrified children but the Demon soon focused his attention squarely on Julia and began to approach her.

She could barely look at the monster she was so scared. As the Demon cornered her all of the other children scattered to the other side of the room leaving Julia on her own. The only person in the room who wasn’t completely terrified other than the monster itself was the yellow skinned boy with the Demon teeth who was even laughing hysterically at the others plight.

Julia was utterly petrified at what these things had in store for her. She was dragged by her arm through a long, dark corridor by the monster and placed in a tiny room at the end of it. The door slammed shut.

A few minutes passed which felt like hours.  Julia spoke to the door, mumbling through her tears and whimpers. She hoped that perhaps one of the monsters was standing outside and maybe, just maybe it would take pity on her.

Please, I, I don’t know what you want with me, but I just want to go home. Don’t hurt me!

Just then the door swung open and the the Demon entered with a small, crooked little smile on its twisted face.

Oh don’t worry. I won’t lay a finger on you if you do what we want. We are warriors child. We exist for a purpose far greater than you can possibly imagine. You should feel honoured that we chose you to join us. I warn you however fight our influence and you will suffer!

Just then a second Demon entered the room carrying a small frightened looking dog under its arm. It was Julia’s dog named Daisy.

The Demon placed the Dog on the floor in front of Julia and then placed a large, blood stained meat cleaver in between Julia and Daisy.

The Demon said, whilst smiling with sadistic delight. “In order to become one of us you need to severe all links with your human life. This is a small, easy step. They’ll get harder as time goes on, but for now. Kill that little mongrel or else you’ll suffer!

Julia wanted to be sick. Daisy had been her best friend for the past 5 years. In fact she’d been her only friend. Julia had been always been somewhat lonely, shy girl. She had always dreaded the day where she would have to put her dog down, but she could have never imagined it would be under these horrifying circumstances.

Please, I, I don’t know why you want me to do this” Julia said whilst quivering. “But I can’t

The Demon interrupted her. Its tone was suddenly much angrier, its voice louder, more booming.

We want you to become a warrior in the most important battle of all time. We want you to become a hero whose story will be remembered forever. But first you need to prove you are worthy! Kill that little mutt! Now!

Julia crumbled into a little ball on the floor in response.

The Demon approached the terrified girl and placed his hand around her throat. “Its either you or the Dog do you understand me! If you don’t kill her now I will tear you to pieces!”

The monster began to bare its fangs in her face, hissing. Julia had never been so scared. In that moment she forgot how much she loved her little Dog. All she knew was that she didn’t want to die.

The monster sensing the fear in her hear threw her to the ground by the blood stained cleaver and without hesitation, purely to save her own life she buried it in Daisy’s skull.

After carrying out this gruesome act, Julia surprisingly felt no guilt. She felt no disgust, either with herself or even the splattered brains of her beloved pet lain at her feet.

Instead for a second she actually felt quite good. That feeling quickly faded however and she instantly began to feel shame at what she had done and began to hug the corpse of her Dog.

The Demon meanwhile sat back and smiled. “It begins” it said to itself whilst smirking.

Carlene The Jazz Vampire: The Demon Children: Part 4: The Soldiers

In all his 30 plus years on the police force, Detective Cushing had never felt so helpless.

For the past two weeks children all over the city of Darrow were being abducted by a new kind of Demon, unlike any Darrow had ever seen before.

Though Cushing and the rest of the police force had been searching all over the city for the monsters, after a fortnight none of them had found even the tiniest clue as to where they where, what they wanted, who they were, or where they would strike next.

The latest attack came from the outskirts of the city. A young couple’s only daughter aged just fourteen years old, named Julia Blomfield, had been snatched whilst taking her dog out for a walk on a Saturday afternoon. There had only been one witness to the incident, Julia’s mother who was with her at the time, but her description of the abductor matched that of the unnamed Demons. 7 foot tall, long, jagged, pointy teeth, bright yellow skin, no hair, and dressed in black robes.

The Demons would arrive at completely random points in the town, snatch a child and then vanish in a puff of blue smoke. The attacks happened both during the day and the night, whilst the children were aged anywhere between 3 and 15, and they came from the wealthiest family in the city to the poorest.  Aside from the fact that the victims were children there was no pattern to any of these attacks.

As Cushing returned to his empty house that night his thoughts drifted to his lost loved ones as they often did on those long, lonely evenings. He remembered the overwhelming despair he felt when he found out what happened to his first son and how now because of his failure more people would have to go through that same pain tonight of losing a child.

He began to consider asking Carlene for help. He didn’t want to. His association with Carlene had in some ways been even more controversial than his relationship with Sheresia. None of the other officers on the force wanted to work with Carlene and that was on good days.

Cushing himself held no ill will towards her. In fact he even trusted her somewhat, though not completely. Even someone as open minded as Cushing couldn’t ever quite get by what Carlene was.

Still the Detective was fast running out of options and was determined that the Demons weren’t going to steal another child. Even though he knew it would be difficult, just to not have his officers try and drive a stake through her heart. Cushing decided he would contact the Vampire.

As soon as Cushing entered the Mansion, he was greeted by Rose who was happy for any kind of company at this point, though sadly she knew this wasn’t a social call. It never was with Cushing.

Rose greeted her old friend warmly. “Nice to see you here Detective, but I trust you didn’t just pop by to have a chat with your favourite Ghost and Vampire? What unspeakable horror is lurking in the fine city of Darrow this time?

Cushing didn’t have time for pleasantries. He wanted to speak with Carlene now.

I’m a little insulted. Am I not good enough anymore? Here I thought I was popular but it turns out all my friends only care about seeing me because of my cool Vampire friend?

Rose could tell Cushing was getting a little frustrated with her awkward jokes and so she told him firmly.

She’s upstairs. I honestly wouldn’t bother her though Cushing. You know what she’s like when she thinks she is onto something. You’d be better talking to me. Carlene has been working on this case of hers for weeks, you are not going to pry her from it, or even get her to share it with you. She’s not dared to share it with a humble spirit like me of course. At least not yet. Still from what I gather she thinks she is on to some kind of master criminal. “

Cushing however hadn’t bothered to listen to Rose after she had told him where Carlene was and just headed up the stairs leaving the Ghost even more annoyed.

Upstairs Cushing found Carlene sitting in her room on the floor, surrounded by newspaper clippings and books on the occult.

The Vampire didn’t even notice that Cushing had entered the room until he spoke.

Carlene instantly stood up. She barely even came up to Cushing’s shoulder. Cushing was a tall man, at 6 foot 1 inches in height, but even with that Carlene was still tiny.

She was dressed in a low cut black top, and a short black skirt. Her hair was still styled in her signature gigantic beehive which she had always worn when she was in the Dots. Cushing suddenly saw a clawed hand poke its way out of her beehive, but whatever it was it quickly retreated back into Carlene’s hair. Cushing tried to warn her, but she told him that she knew what it was, and that her “hair” was its home. He didn’t ask any further questions.

Carlene’s skin was snow white in contrast to her clothes and hair. She had always had a somewhat pale complexion, even before becoming a Vampire. Her make up was very thick and striking. She still loved doing herself up, even though as a Vampire she was now practically asexual. Not only did it make her feel more human, but it was yet another way for her to distract herself. Everything was so manic and over the top with Carlene not just to distract her, but to overcompensate too. As a Vampire she was naturally dead to almost all emotions  except for a desire to cause pain and misery. She had to really struggle to enjoy anything else.

Carlene was the first to speak in her thick, guttural cockney accent. “Well what do you want Detective? Whatever it is I am sorry I don’t care love. What I’m doing here could save this whole stinking city. Please whatever it is, deal with it yourself darling.

Just then Rose entered the room. “Honestly Cushing I told you, she’s busy. Why don’t you just tell me what the problem is? I have a fair bit of knowledge on the occult you know, I.” Once again however Cushing interrupted her “Please ladies I don’t have time for this, I really need your help, both of you, if you will only just let me explain“.

Carlene however still wasn’t even remotely interested. In fact she was getting very frustrated that the Detective and her friend had not just left. She shouted over Cushing and Rose who had started arguing. Once she had their attention Carlene explained to Cushing that she believed many of the supernatural creatures in Darrow were all in fact working for one powerful Demon.

If I’m right about this it could change everything. Think about it, all of the Demons and the monsters we fight are always so well organised. So many of them are able to slip through the net. They’re just animals in any other city. What makes this shithole so different?” Carlene told the Detective.

She continued. “Obviously some bastard that has found a way to bring them all together and that’s why no one has ever been able to clean up this dump. I’m not about to quit this just to help you take on some lowly Demon love. All you’re doing is fighting symptoms. I’m tackling the cause.

Cushing found the idea to be totally implausible. “I’ve been on the force for over 20 years. I’ve never seen anything to even suggest some kind of Demon king, controlling all the monsters in this city“.

Carlene responded with “Of course you wouldn’t know. The ruler of the Demons is obviously going to do his best to keep hidden from everyone isn’t he? However the bugger slipped up with me. Once word got out of an apparent Vampire vigilante roaming the streets, he sent one of his lackey’s to talk to me. He thought I was just doing this to dupe you all just like that absolute arsehole Michelle always said. He even commended me, saying that pretending to be a ‘good guy’ to throw the police off was genius. It never even occurred to him that a Vampire could actually be genuinely wanting to help people.

Cushing said somewhat drily “Well to be fair Carlene I think there are probably only three people in this entire city who would believe that a Vampire can be anything other than a  monster. And they are all in this room

Rose interrupted “plus two of them are dead, at the hands of Vampires too I might add.”

Anyway” Carlene continued, somewhat impatiently “I obviously told him that I wasn’t interested in being some lackey to a Demon godfather. I reckon they probably still think I’m just playing the cops, but whatever the case,  they’ve been trying to kill me ever since. Ironically if they hadn’t tried to make me part of their little gang, I probably would never have suspected there was grand Demon master, but once I found out everything about this city suddenly made more sense.

Cushing still found the idea ridiculous. He thought it was possible that there may be a large Demon clan in the city, but not one that controlled absolutely all Demonic activity in Darrow. Nevertheless he wasn’t prepared to argue it further. He knew that in spite of Carlene’s obsessive nature the fact that these mysterious new Demons were targeting children would sway her to take her mind off her latest obsession.

Carlene, I honestly do not know what to do. In all my years on the force I’ve never seen creatures like these. We can’t find anything on them and they are going after children. They literally spring out from nowhere, snatch the children and then disappear. I’m all out of options. Please help me

Carlene fell silent. She was almost angry at Cushing as now she knew that she would have to pull herself away from the case she had spent so long working on.

Tell me about these Demons?” she said. Cushing breathed a sigh of relief as now perhaps they might make some progress in finding the children.

Sadly however after Cushing explained to her what was going on, Carlene knew as little about the Demons as Detective Cushing did. Nothing about them matched any description in any of the books on the occult she had read and she had certainly never encountered anything like it before.

I’m sorry darling. Believe me I wish I could help you but I don’t know any Demon like that. I’ve read through every page of these books a dozen times.

Rose also was completely unaware of any Demon species that matched the description. Despite her vast experience with the occult and expert knowledge on Demon species, she had no idea what these beasts were. A fact which worried her.

Cushing’s heart sank. “You girls were my last hope, you know that. I’ve been working on this for weeks and still nothing.”

Fortunately Carlene had an idea. She spoke to the weary Detective.

Its a long shot but it seems to be our only option. If my theory is correct that all or most of the Demons in this town are connected, there is absolutely no way that they don’t know at least something about these things. I can’t imagine whoever is in charge is happy to let these gits run around in public stealing children. They have to be aware at least of something. If we can snag one of the higher up Demons in this city, he could perhaps tell us about what’s going on“.

Carlene then went through her papers. “I have a theory about a bloke named George Glover.

Yes I know him.” Cushing interrupted “He is the former Chief constable of the Darrow police force. He retired just a few years ago. I didn’t know him that well. He was a secretive, quiet man, but he was very good at his job. ” Cushing said.

Carlene responded “ So not like that bitch you have now then?” The Vampire continued. “Well actually, as much as it pains me to say it, I’m afraid that even that miserable bitch is a vast improvement on who you had running things before. George had you all duped. Or rather the Secresk Demon that’s taken him over for the last 10 or so years did. Obviously the Demon helped no doubt to cover up its master’s existence during the time he was in office, but I believe it may also have been planted there as a thank you by the head Demon. Secresk. Whatever the case the buggers been possessing the real George for decades “

“Yes I know”. Cushing said. “These Demons will stay with their host bodies which still age for as long as possible. They like people who are in high positions of society so they can cover up their crimes and even just enjoy the fruits of their hosts comfortable lives. They are Demons of leisure.

Exactly” Carlene said “I think this is how, whoever, whatever is in charge of this city keeps its minions in line. Its not just through fear, like other Demon bastards. It rewards its followers too“.

Cushing rolled his eyes “Even if your theory about some master Demon being in control of this entire city is correct you honestly expect me to just go in there and say that George Glover, one of the most respected men in the city is a monster and we need to what? Torture this helpless old man for information?.

Carlene responded with “Certainly not, we just break into his house when he is sleeping, perform a fairly simple and straight forward exorcism, and then force the Demon to talk.

Cushing was stunned at what the Vampire had just said to him. In fact he began to think asking Carlene for help was a mistake. He feared that she had become so obsessed with this theory about a Demonic master criminal that she was just trying to focus absolutely everything into this wild idea.

Again however Cushing was out of options. Maybe there just might be something in Carline’s wild idea? After all the Vampire had never let him down before? He might as well hear her out.

Okay” he said wearily “tell me what evidence do you have that old George is really a monster.

Carlene pointed to several newspaper clippings she had on the floor. ” This unsolved murder. Now the rest of George’s victims bodies have never been found. The first thing any Demon or Vampire should do particularly in this city is to cover up the cause of death in its victims bodies. As you know Demons such as Vampires leave tell tale signs on their victims corpses, like puncture marks on their victims throats,  bodies drained of blood etc.

Cushing was a little insulted that Carlene felt she had to explain what was the most basic knowledge of the occult to him. “Of course I know that Vampires and Demons try and cover up their kills. I’ve had a career as a Detective for 30 bloody years!” he thought to himself. Still he knew it was best not to interrupt the Vampire. It would probably already take her ages to finish. Her obsessive nature meant that she often had to explain every little detail. No need to prolong it.

Carlene continued “In the case of Secresk Demons they always devoured their victims hearts. Now normally Glover or rather the Demon that possessed him would take his victims back to his house, kill them and then burn the bodies. Here however he slipped up.

For whatever reason, maybe he was just too much of a greedy bastard that night or something, but he jumped a teenage girl in an alleyway and tore her heart from her body. I found him, munching on it. A sight like that would have probably made me faint just a year or so ago, but I actually felt really hungry when I saw it.

Cushing and Rose both winced at that part, but again they let Carlene carry on. ” George or rather the Demon didn’t react at first. I guess he hadn’t heard of the Vampire vigilante or maybe he didn’t believe it existed. We fought for a little bit but he quickly left. I don’t think he was scared of me, he probably just didn’t want to be exposed.

Of course I didn’t recognise him at that point. He was in his Demon form, but fortunately I was able to catch his scent. and I was able to track the beast to his home.”

Cushing sighed in annoyance “Why did you not come to me with this earlier Carlene?

To be honest Cushing. I didn’t want to get the police involved at all in this case. I knew that if I told you, you would tell that bitch you work for. She obviously wouldn’t believe me. Hell she’d probably warn George and then he could cover it up and prepare for me. I hoped to just go in there and get what I needed. Tonight actually I was hoping to go in and finally free the real George from that monster“.

Cushing replied. “Honestly Carlene. I trusted you, defended you against the others and here you were just going to barge in and attack one of the most respected men in the city based on some crazy theory? What would have happened if you were wrong? You know how Michelle and just about everyone else on the force bar me is desperate for any excuse to kill you! I think breaking into an old man’s home and trying to kill him would count!

Carlene angrily responded “I’m not wrong! And the way I see it you have two choices here Darling. Either you can go and tell that bitch, and we’ll have to spent probably two months trying to convince her, during which time more and more children will die. Or we can follow the only lead we have right now?

Cushing knew that she was right. He really was that desperate. “Okay fine. We’ll test out your idea. If you’re wrong though Carlene the Darrow police force will probably kill you as well as me!

Carlene smiled “don’t worry I’m not wrong. I’ve been trying to find a way to break into George’s house for a while now, but its heavily guarded by magics, which in my opinion is further proof . Any intruder that enters gets vaporised into nothing but dust. Its taken me and Rose a couple of weeks to find a counter spell but hopefully” she said as she lifted up a small red orb from under her desk “this little beauty should be it“.

Carlene continued “I haven’t had time to check out if this sphere will actually be strong enough to protect us. Still at least if we do get vaporised then it will prove what we are saying is true to the rest of the police force.

Your silver linings always make me smile” said Cushing said drily.

Carlene and Cushing would arrive at George’s house in less than twenty minutes. The two knew that if they stepped another foot forward there was a possibility that they might be vaporised.

With some hesitation Cushing put his foot over the line. He turned to face Carlene. “Well either your little orb works or you’re completely wrong and my career is in ruins and you’re dead”.

As Carlene followed him she responded “It would have been much easier if we’d just been vaporised wouldn’t it darling?”

Cushing had memorised the exorcism ritual that would not only pull the Demon from George’s body but would also trap it.

The ritual would have to be performed near the Demon however, and so Carlene would have to hold the monster off until Cushing had completed it.

Whilst Cushing was trying to think of a way to sneak into the house, Carlene just ran straight ahead and smashed the front door down.

Cushing was shocked “What are you thinking!” he screamed at the Vampire.

Don’t worry” Carlene responded “he already knew we were coming. Another spell monitors any bugger that comes near his house“.

Just then George came darting out the front door wielding a stake. Carlene barely managed to get out of the way in time. Cushing was shocked at how fast the old man could move. When George turned to face the Detective, Cushing could see that his eyes were flickering purple. The Demon was stronger when it didn’t hide in its human host.

“George” had finally dropped the human facade as not only did it suspect that it was the Vampire, but even if it wasn’t whoever it was had breached his defences and needed dealt with swiftly.

Cushing couldn’t believe that the Vampire was right after all about George. He didn’t know whether to be scared that he was facing a dangerous Demon, relieved that it meant his career wasn’t in tatters, or embarrassed that he had doubted Carlene on her theory so much!

Before the Demon could strike Cushing, Carlene grabbed it from behind. George tried to get free and in the struggle both the Demon and the Vampire went tumbling backwards into George’s house.

George was the first to get to his feet and grabbed Carlene. With one hand he lifted the Vampire up into the air by the throat and threw her all the way across his living room sending her crashing through a table.

Carlene however bounced up instantly, her fangs baring and hissing at her enemy. Her bloodlust was kicking in. However she did not give in this time as she did not wish to harm the man who the Demon had taken over. She also similarly told whatever it was in her hair to stay put so as not to harm the Demon’s host.

Carlene had never faced a Demon of this breed before. They were strong, fast and unpredictable and this one had years of experience.

In a fight to the death she would surely be the loser. Fortunately it didn’t have to come to that as Cushing was busy chanting the spell. All she had to do was just keep his attention on her for the time being.

Unfortunately as the Demon and Carlene circled one another, each waiting for the moment to strike, George suddenly noticed Cushing at the other end of the room and went for him.

Carlene however again managed to tackle the Demon and send him to the ground. The stake went flying out of George’s hand and as he tried to crawl along the floor and get it, Carlene again jumped on his back and wrestled with the monster. After a brief struggle George managed to throw the Vampire across the room again and into a wall.

However as he got up and reached for the stake he found that he could not move. As much as he tried with all his inhuman strength he couldn’t even lift his hand.

He saw Carlene wander over to Cushing with a smile on her face.

“Thank you Cushing, and I told you so!

George began to scream in rage and frustration but there was nothing he could do.

Carlene spoke to the Demon “Okay listen up. You’re not getting out of this binding spell. Me and Cushing here have done our homework. We also know how to kill you and we have a bottle of Lenesk, magically fused liquid that will burn you to death. So tell us what we want or we’ll douse you in it, and be no worse than we are now but also be one heart eating Demon down.

George knew there was nothing he could do. He didn’t trust the Vampire not to fry him now. Just for the hell of it. Still for the time being he had no other options and so he had to go along with whatever she wanted.

Cushing was the first to ask him about the new Demons on the street.

Cushing and Carlene could see a look of fear come over George’s face as soon as the creatures were mentioned. There was no way he could even attempt to lie about not knowing what was going on.

George tried to reason with his two captors.

Look trust me on this one. These things, they’re way beyond you, me, this entire stinking city.  I don’t care who you both think you are. Vampire super hero, or Demon catching/Demon loving when it suits him Detective. These things? You don’t want to cross them. None of us do.”

Cushing responded. “These things are snatching children all over the city!

George was silent for a minute before bursting into a fit of laughter. Almost forgetting the position he was in, he said “And I’m supposed to care? I’ve eaten about twenty kids.”

Carlene quickly reminded him however by telling Cushing to fetch the Lenesk.

Okay, okay fine, once I’ve told you though I’m not just going to flee this town but this whole level of reality to get away from them and if you’re smart you will too. The Demons are known simply as The Soldiers. They are bred for a war, said to happen in over 1000 years time.

According to the legend many centuries ago an all powerful Demon named Orakos created the Soldiers. Orakos was believed to be the most powerful Demon to emerge since your daddy Vampire, Khastran.

Originally Orakos was just as evil as the rest. He brought death and chaos to everywhere he travelled, but then one day he saw something that changed him forever when he faced the Mysterious Three.”

The Mysterious what?” said Cushing?

I thought you were supposed to be the expert?” said the Demon mockingly. “The Mysterious Three were Gods who had the power of precognition. Orakos wanted that power for himself. When he faced the Gods however they shared with him a vision so terrible it shook the Demon to its very core. To this day no one knows what the vision was except for the Soldiers. Orakos killed the Three afterwards and kept the vision to himself, but he built up an army to combat whatever the Three showed him. However Orakos was later killed by Odin himself, as revenge for the deaths of the Mysterious Three.

His army however continued to grow. Whilst we don’t know what it is exactly they are fighting for, over the years two things have become obvious. One they believe that this war will happen in over 1000 years time. And two that it will be the most important battle in the history of creation. Whatever they are destined to fight, it is an evil that threatens us all. It terrified a creature as terrible and twisted as Orakos himself.

The Demons create new members of their kind first by abducting children. They take them to interdimensional bases. They have several of these all over creation. The Soldiers are also able to travel between worlds, universes even no problem. They have abducted children from worlds all over the multiverse to be part of their army. It is estimated that there are trillions of Soldiers.

Once they have the children, they corrupt them, mistreat them, force them to do the most horrible things after which they are then ready to be converted through magic into new members of their kind. They will tend to visit the same spot only once every century.”

Carlene interrupted “But why choose children? If I was building an army of unstoppable Demon warriors I’d snatch the biggest, baddest warriors in the land”

George responded “Many reasons. To start with the Soldiers don’t like to waste any men. Obviously there’s no risk of that when snatching little kids. Also if they turn someone into one of their own when they are a child then they will be stronger when they are older, as they have been a Demon for a longer. Finally a child is easier to break. Children only really care about themselves. Imagine trying to break a stubborn bastard like him” George looked squarely in Cushing’s direction.

A child however?” George continued “is more scared of death, will do anything it can just to see its dear mommy again. They’re an easy nut to crack

Cushing interceded “Its disgusting. They call themselves soldiers, yet they target the most vulnerable and helpless and steal their lives from them.”

George sighed. He felt that the Detective was not grasping just how dangerous the Soldiers actually were. “Trust me they aren’t cowards. They just want as many men possible for what they believe will be the ultimate battle. However its better to just let them do their thing and get out of here.

Carlene responded somewhat angrily “And just let them steal countless children and turn them into monsters?

George was getting a bit scared. He knew how unpredictable Vampires were and so he tried to reason his way out of this.

It will be worse for you and anyone you care about if you try and stop them. They have eyes and ears all over the place. Even the Vampires who founded this town were under their thumb. They willingly handed over several of their child captives to the Soldiers because they knew it would be pointless to try and fight them.”

Carlene interrupted “And I’d imagine whoever it is you work for has also cut a deal with them too? ”

George responded “Lets just say they’re smart enough to know who not to cross. I won’t tell you anything about them though. The Soldiers might be more powerful but lets just say my master is way more vicious. I’d rather be at the mercy of the Soldiers any day or eaten by Lenesk. I’ll tell you nothing..

Carlene simply responded with “well it looks like I will be pissing off the right people if I go after these guys. Tell me how do I get to where they’re keeping the kids?

George realised that there was no way of getting through to either of them. “Fools” he thought to himself “its like the Vampire wants to die, again” Still he told them in the hopes that the Vampire would keep its word and let him go.

The gate way to the Demons interdimensional base is completely invisible, but you should be able to find it by using a locator spell. You’ll have to get a possession of one of the children they stole however. And you’ll have to act quickly too. Once those children become Soldiers the spell won’t work on them.

Cushing spoke “I’ll contact the parents of Julia Blomfield. She was their latest victim, so there’s hopefully a chance they won’t have turned her yet

Carlene agreed but she said to Cushing that they had one little problem to deal with first. “Fetch the Lenesk and prepare the exorcism Detective

George protested. “I told you what you want to know. You’re supposed to be heroes, heroes don’t go back on their word.”

Carlene hit back “and they don’t let monsters that eat hearts just go free either. Still I am a woman of her word. This exorcism will give you a 5 second chance of getting free of the binding spell before we douse you in Lenesk. Call this my little gift to you

George was overcome with rage and fear as Cushing returned with the bottle and began to chant the spell. He was completely helpless but then it hit him what his only option was. Clearly Cushing and the Vampire wanted to still try and save the person whose body he had taken over, the real George, hence why they didn’t just burn him with the Lenesk now which would incinerate George too. “How foolish of them” he thought to himself. “After all the years I’ve been possessing him, and all the things I’ve made him do, George will be completely insane. Even I’d hate to see what state he’d be in after all this time.” Still he was right Carlene and Detective Cushing both wanted to free the poor man from the horror he had been living in for the past decade or so.

Thus the Demon decided that it would destroy George from the inside unless they freed him. Whilst it wasn’t able to move George’s body on the outside thanks to the binding spell, it could if need be retreat inside him after which it would then be able to shred his insides. Once George was dead it would not be freed from its prison, but still its host was a useful bargaining chip.

As the Demon moved inside George for the first time in over a decade he was given control of his body again and began to scream in agony as the Demon started to twist his innards.

Cushing stopped performing the exorcism. Carlene at first thought it was a trick and urged him to keep going until George started to cough up blood. Cushing begged the Demon to stop.

The Demon, taking over George’s body once again said that it would as long as they let him go. Carlene refused, but she was met with George’s screams once again.

Carlene was torn. If she didn’t exorcise the Demon now there would be very little chance of catching him again. Perhaps she thought it would be better to let George die now than condemn him to living in this horrifying state any longer.

Sadly however Cushing would take matters out of the Vampire’s hands and undid the binding spell right away.

Before Carlene could chide him George or rather the Demon possessing him ran at the Vampire and thumped her in the face, sending her flying across the room and through the window at the back.

Cushing was all alone against the Demon now. He was scared. Even after all these years a Demon as vicious as this was still capable of striking fear into the heart of the bravest warrior.

The Demon was well aware of how vulnerable he was and began to taunt the Detective.

Your little pet Vampire is gone now Detective? Now you’re just a pathetic, scared old man.

Cushing however kept his cool and and responded to the Demons taunts by throwing the Lenesk on George’s arm. Cushing did not want to hurt George so he didn’t douse the Demon, or even throw it in its face. However at the same time it was his only weapon so he had to use it in some way.

George fell to his knees in absolute agony. His arm sizzled and burned and he couldn’t move it after a few seconds. The pain did not deter him long however. He jumped back on his feet determined to make the Detective pay.

Cushing tried to use the Lenesk again, but the monster managed to knock it out of his hand before he could open the bottle. It then grabbed the Detective by the throat and lifted him up in the air, slowly crushing the life out of him.

Cushing kicked at the monster and struggled, but it was completely in vain. He knew that there was no way he could even harm the Demon unarmed, but still what else could he do in this situation?

The Demon however took too long in choking Cushing, and as a result Carlene who ran back through the same window she had been thrown through, was able to tackle the monster to the ground.

This time Carlene was not holding anything back. She didn’t care about preserving the monsters host body. She felt he was a lost cause as this Demon was simply too dangerous to be allowed to go free.

Carlene delivered a flurry of punches to the Demons face. Whilst the Demon’s strength was immense, Carlene was far faster and she didn’t even give the monster a chance to react as she mercilessly pummelled the monster into a bloody mess on the floor.

Carlene soon saw that her attacks were pointless as they were all healing relatively quickly and so she jumped off of the Demon, and grabbed the bottle of Lenesk on the floor. As soon as the Demon saw she had it, it finally fled from George’s body.

The Demon had wisely realised that the odds were not in its favour.

Carlene cursed herself for not being fast enough. As Cushing rose to his feet Carlene slammed him against a wall.

“You idiot. Do you realise what you have done? Lord knows how many people you’ve condemned. The next poor soul it possesses? The next young girl whose heart it feasts on?”

Of course Carlene knew why he had done it. She looked round at George who was lying curled up in a ball on the floor. He was a completely broken man. He had been conscious throughout the Demons entire horrific existence.

“It would have been better to let this poor man die and spare anyone else from going through what he has” Carlene said shaking her head and tightening her grip on Cushing.

“I’m sorry Carlene. I didn’t have it in me to kill an innocent man. You can shout and scream and even try and kill me later if you want.”

Carlene realised how she’d let her rage get the better of her and apologised to Cushing. “I’m sorry Detective I, I just have these moments.”

“Well just try and not to have one of them when we go and tell Michelle about what happened here.”

Carlene couldn’t believe what she had just heard. “You want to waste more time talking to that crazy bitch Michelle? Last time we met she shot me in the stomach. It didn’t kill me but it hurt like fuck!

Okay I get it you’re not exactly friends, but Carlene what choice do we have? We are going to be going up against possibly the greatest threat this city has ever faced and you want to go up there all alone with only an ageing Detective as back up? These Demons are warriors from all over the entire cosmos. They have magics and technology beyond what we can conceive!

Carlene responded “but I have fangs!” Carlene obviously knew that the Detective was right, but just couldn’t quite bring herself to admit that she’d have to work with Michelle.

Carlene The Jazz Vampire: The Demon Children: Part 3: The Vampire and the Ghost

Rose was bored. For the last few days Carlene had been spending all day on her latest case. “The Vampire was so obsessive” she thought to herself. “I suppose anything to distract herself from her bloodlust“. Still Rose missed her friends company. Oh the irony she thought. Here she was missing a Vampire of all things.

Rose and Carlene lived in an old abandoned mansion just outside of the city of Darrow. Rose was a Ghost. In life she had ironically been a Vampire and Vandal hunter. Her father Keith had originally been a priest who had broken his vows when he fell in love with a young woman and had a child with her, Rose.

After being disgraced from the Church, Keith felt the only way he could possibly redeem his soul was if he slayed as many hellbeasts as possible. Though he wanted to keep his new wife, Marina and their daughter out of his life as a hunter, Marina nevertheless insisted on joining him.

Marina too felt she had to better herself. She had been a constant embarrassment to her family throughout her entire life. She was wild, got into fights, and trouble with the law regularly. In fact she first met Keith through confession. The reason they fell in love was because she felt that he was the only person who had ever seen any good in her.

The entire family therefore became Vampire, Vandal and Demon hunters. They earned quite a reputation as time went on, but sadly Marina would later die. Not at the hands of a Demon, but simply from tuberculosus. Her death was slow and lingering. At one point Keith even considered using magics to save her, but Serena begged him not to, fearing that there would be consequences in going against the natural order, and that it would damn his soul beyond the point of no return.

Keith was left completely broken by his beloved’s death. Though he still continued on as a Vampire hunter he was a mere shell of his former self and if anything he was a hindrance to his now grown up daughter Rose more than anything else.

On hunts he frequently messed up, put them both in danger and simply lacked the determination needed for such a dangerous line of work anymore.

Sadly this would prove to be their undoing when the two took on one of the most vicious Vampire packs in all of England.

These Vampires were utterly devoted to the destruction of the Vandals above all else. However this did not mean they were humanities allies. They believed that they would need to destroy all of European society in order to destroy the Vandals. They were essentially anarchists who believed that the Vampires would only thrive when there was nothing but bloodshed and chaos all over the world. Initially they had several cells all across Europe, but they had been cut down by the Vandals to just one. Still this remaining cell had managed to destroy entire villages and even small cities.

Rose and Keith would be forced to work alongside a pack of Vandals to try and destroy the final group of the anarchist Vampires. Neither of them were happy about it of course but they had no choice.

The Vampires had made a valley their base which there was only one entrance to, through a cave system. The Vandals and the hunters would have to sneak their way in during the day time.

Sadly however when they made their way through the cave, Keith would inadvertently alert the Vampires to their presence.

The group had spotted the Vampires sleeping in a cavern and crept down to slay them. Keith however, who physically by this point was a wreck (yet insisted on coming) ended up falling and crashing to the ground, waking every one of the Vampires up.

The Vandals and the Vampires fought one another, but this particularly breed of Vampire were stronger than any of the Vandals there, and so the Vandals were slaughtered.

Despite his mistake, Keith did still manage to aid his daughter in escaping by distracting the Vampires whilst she fled. Rose didn’t want to leave her father of course, and even still tried to help him, but as the Vampires swarmed Keith it became apparent that there was nothing she could do help him and she was forced to flee. Had she stayed even for a minute longer then her father’s sacrifice would have been in vain.

At first the Vampires wanted to torture Keith, the notorious Demon hunter to death as a sign of their triumph. However they soon saw that his spirit was already broken and that he didn’t care what happened to him (which had been another reason he had sacrificed himself as well as his love for his daughter).

The person Keith loved more than anything else was gone, and even worse he felt he had failed his daughter. His latest sacrifice in his mind did not even come close to making up for all of his failings as a father. He had always felt guilt simply for bringing Rose into this life. Always travelling from town to town, never being able to settle anywhere, with the Vandals constantly hunting her. Above all else however Keith felt guilt for not being strong enough for his daughter.

He knew that she was in tremendous pain over the loss of Marina too and whilst Rose had been there for her father throughout it. He had never been there for her. He was too caught up in his own grief. Now she was going to have continue on living this miserable life alone. Keith welcomed death.

The leader of the Vampires however sensed that deep down Keith was a man angry at his God due the loss of his wife. Marina was a warrior, but she didn’t die in the heat of battle. She had merely wasted away to nothing. Keith felt that it was Gods punishment for their love breaking his vow.

Keith could sense that the Vampires intended to make him one of their own. He begged and pleaded for the monsters to just kill him which of course only made the Vampires desire to turn the former priest stronger.

In his last few moments Keith thought how it had all been pointless. He had waged war on the supernatural to try and cleanse his soul. It was why Marina had spent the last few years of her life constantly fighting to survive, why Rose would never have a normal life. All to try and make him a better man in the eyes of the Lord and spare his soul. He of course never wanted either of them to make those sacrifices, but they did it because they loved him. Now their sacrifices were for nothing. Keith was destined to become the most deplorable of all creatures forever.

His last words as himself, whilst the Vampires sunk their fangs into his neck, were to curse the God he had spent his entire life worshipping.

After becoming a monster, Keith sought to eliminate the biggest reminder of his former life as a man. His daughter Rose.

Rose had been forced to retreat into the Valley itself as the Vampires had blocked off the way out.

Fleeing through the valley in the day time where the Vampires couldn’t follow her, Rose eventually stumbled upon an abandoned mansion.

She blocked the mansion up from the inside and managed to hold the Vampires off for several days. Sadly her father who knew her tactics better than anyone else was eventually able to breach her defences and personally killed her.

Rose was in fact Keith’s first ever victim. Her death would demonstrate more than any of the other thousands of grisly murders he would carry out that all of his humanity had truly gone.

Keith would later take over the Vampire anarchist group. He felt that their plan to simply cause chaos across Europe was doomed to fail. He said that the Vandals were far too organised for the Vampires and that was why all but one of their cells had been crushed.

The leader and Keith fought, and though the leader was older and stronger, Keith’s knowledge on Vampire weaknesses and experience in battling Demons and Vampires, now allied with Vampiric strength gave him an advantage and allowed him to kill the leader of the Vampires.

After this he would then demand that the Vampires abandon their beliefs and instead try to build a cohesive society that would benefit them all. The town Keith’s Vampires would build not far from the mansion in the valley, would come to be known as Darrow.

After her death, Rose would return as a Ghost. She was able to leave her place of death albeit only temporarily using magics. There she would work against the Vampires in secret (with none of them knowing she had returned as a Ghost).

Rose would be the one who would bring the Vampires rule over Darrow to an end. She helped their prisoners escape, supplied them with knowledge of the Vampires weaknesses and helped to eventually lead them to overthrow the monsters.

After the Vampires were defeated, Rose would continue to haunt the mansion she had died in, though she would still occasionally venture out into the town of Darrow to help its police officers.

She and Detective Cushing had worked together on a number of cases.  They later developed a close friendship. In 1950 Cushing saved Rose from being exorcised by a group of Demons. The rest of the police force would similarly develop a positive relationship with Rose too.

Though she was a supernatural creature,  Ghosts are not drawn towards one alignment like Demons. Even then however some officers still distrusted her, but it was still nowhere near as bad as how the Darrow police force by and large viewed Rose’s friend, Carlene.

When Carlene first arrived in Rose’s mansion, Rose tried to kill her without a seconds hesitation. Fortunately it didn’t take the Ghost long to see that Carlene was different to all the other Vampires she had fought for the past several centuries.

Carlene in life had been a struggling musician. She had been the lead singer of a band called the Dots. Though they had never broken into the mainstream they did enjoy great acclaim within the industry itself. Their style was a mixture of Jazz and old soul music. They had even toured with the Beatles in 1964.

Jazz had always been Carlene’s first love. Indeed she developed her interest in music as a child when her father used to sing around the house. Carlene herself would later take up this habit to the point where teachers would often have to tell her to stop singing in class.

Carlene was a very talented singer and songwriter. She was really the face of her band, with their original name even having been Carlene and the Dots. She was also in a relationship with her Base player Thomas.

Sadly however Carlene’s time would come as the hands of an obsessive fan named Alex. He was in his own twisted way in love with Carlene. He visited every single one of her concerts and had posters of Carlene lining his bedroom wall.

Whilst Carlene thought he was sweet at first, eventually his behaviour began to scare her the more erratic it became which eventually culminated in Alex attacking Thomas after one concert in a jealous rage.

After this Carlene put a restraining order against Alex and he fell into a deep depression as a result. Alex had been a sad, lonely, bitter man whose entire life had come to revolve around a band. He went completely off the rails and started drinking heavily. One night after getting into a fight with someone at a pub, he was spotted by a Vampire. The Vampire sensed Alex’s anger, bitterness and despair. It felt that he had great potential. Vampires would always seek out the most hateful, angry and vicious people to turn into members of their kind, as they would naturally make the most effective Vampires.

Unfortunately however for the Vampire who wanted him to join its pack, Alex proved to be unpredictable even as a Vampire. He was still desperately in love with Carlene. The breed of Vampire Alex had become were known as the Heklox. They had more humanity than other breeds. All Vampire breeds could be broadly divided into three categories, Savage Vampires, Soul Vampires and Pure Vampires.

Pure Vampires are the most common. These Vampires are when a persons soul is turned into a Demons soul. Thus they are still the people they once were, but all humanity and positive emotions such as love, compassion and remorse are purged from them and any negative qualities the human had are enhanced, creating an absolute monster.

Savage Vampires meanwhile are where the human soul is ejected from the body and a Demon spirit takes over the body. These Vampires have no connection to the people they took over. They are Demons right to their core and are often as single minded as animals.

Finally, Soul Vampires are where the human soul remains in the body, but a Demonic soul also resides in the body too. The human soul is still in control of the body, but the Demonic one influences it. It represses all of its positive human emotions such as love, bravery, compassion, and adds a killer instinct, bloodlust and again amplifies any negative traits the human had in life.

Savage Vampires being the most Demonic are usually the most powerful, whilst Pure Vampires are the most common. Soul Vampires meanwhile are not only the weakest but are often look down upon by Pure Vampires for having the stench of humanity.

Ironically the overwhelming majority of Soul Vampires are still evil, bloodthirsty monsters too. Nevertheless they do still have more human emotions. Unlike other Vampire breeds for instance some Soul Vampires can experience love and affection though again it will always take on a perverse and twisted form.

The key difference between a Soul Vampire and the other two types is that there is still a trace of humanity in them. It is theoretically possible for a Soul Vampire to resist the Demon’s influence, but it requires the most unbelievable force of will and almost all of the people chosen to be Vampires are usually already twisted, or at the very least, bitter, angry, sad and weak, so they give into the darkness easily and willingly.

Carlene however would prove to be an exception. The rogue Alex would turn her into a Vampire out of his own twisted love for her. He wanted Carlene to be his bride forever.

Alex would try and force Carlene to join the pack of Vampires that had made him. As Carlene had not been selected by their leader, they weren’t sure about her. This pack of Vampires were ruled by an ancient member of their kind who lived in the London Underground. This Vampire known only as Mahkro had in fact once ruled London until the Vandals burned the city to the ground. This event became known as the Great Fire of London. Mahkro survived but would be forced to flee through Europe for many centuries before finally returning to his former power base in the 1960s.

In order to prove that Carlene was one of them, Mahkro would demand that she slaughter an innocent in front of all the other Vampires. The victim in question was a young girl named Sarah, and the only survivor from a double decker bus the monsters had attacked in the middle of the street. Among the victims had included Sarah’s parents. The Vampires had spent the last several hours brutally torturing her, but now wanted Carlene to finish her off.

Carlene was utterly horrified at the sight of the young girl, strung from the ceiling like an animal, beaten, cut, and bruised. Normally a Vampire would be overcome with twisted and dark urges and impulses to hurt a vulnerable person in pain.

Carlene however whilst still feeling the bloodlust to some extent was nevertheless able to control it. She was a one in a million Soul Vampire, that didn’t let the darkness and hate consume her.

Acting quickly, Carlene grabbed Sarah and simply jumped through the window with her super speed and strength. Carlene ran through the streets of London with the girl in tow, fleeing the Vampires, she managed to get Sarah to safety.

Alex would be thrown out of the clan as a result. His passion for Carlene soon turned to rage, blaming her all of his woes, and he wanted to make her suffer, so the bitter Vampire naturally targeted her former love Thomas..

Unfortunately for Alex, Carlene knew that he would probably go after Thomas. She had been monitoring Thomas herself for many days after saving Sarah and was therefore able to intercept Alex. After a final showdown she managed to slay her murderer by driving a stake through the Vampires heart.

After Alex’s death Carlene would stay around London for a few more days, watching her loved ones from afar to make sure that no more Vampires came after them.

She eventually left London altogether. Carlene couldn’t bare to look at the old life she had lost. She wanted to tell Thomas, her mother, her father, all of whom’s lives had been completely destroyed by her death that she was still here. At the same time however she didn’t want them to see her like this.

She also didn’t want to drag them into the un-natural, Demonic world that she was now trapped in either.

Also being around anyone was hard for her. Though she had succeeded in controlling her thirst around Sarah, the longer Carlene went without blood, the harder it was to the point where she couldn’t look at someone in the street without having fantasies of ripping their throat out.

Carlene ran from the city of London and out into the wilderness. Now on the road and without blood, she became weak and frail and wandered aimlessly like a living corpse, before eventually stumbling upon the city of Darrow.

When she first entered the city she hoped that maybe she could stand to be around people again. The loneliness on the road had driven her mad. Even at this point a part of Carlene, underneath the despair and Demonic urges naively hoped that one day she might be able to return to her old life.

As soon as she made her way into Darrow however she saw that it was pointless. Her bloodlust was no different to before and she instantly retreated to the dark alley’s of Darrow for many weeks.

Still she hoped that she could try and control it one day and didn’t leave the city completely. Sadly a fateful encounter with a dying man however would change Carlene’s life forever.

By chance a group of thugs had chased a hapless poor man down the alleyway Carlene had been sleeping in. As they attacked him the noise awoke the sleeping Vampire. Carlene chased the thugs away. In her current state without blood she was too weak to fight them off, but fortunately for her all she needed to do was simply bare her fangs and hiss at them and the thugs fled.

They had lived on the rough streets of the city their whole life and so they knew a Vampire when they saw one.

The thugs victim lay on the floor, beaten, bloodied and helpless. Carlene couldn’t fight her Demonic urges any longer. The smell of his blood drove her crazy and she finally gave into her thirst. She sunk her teeth into his throat and drained him dry in a matter of seconds. She never felt anything like it. For those few seconds it was like she wasn’t there, yet at the same time the sheer sensation at the mere taste of human blood was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

As a Vampire she had felt dead to most emotions, but now in complete contrast she had never known a sheer feeling of absolute ecstasy like this.

Carlene was so disgusted with herself that she tried to commit suicide, however she found that she could not quite work up the courage to end her life.

Still overcome with shame and self loathing, she once again retreated into the wilderness away from the big city.

Stumbling upon the abandoned mansion Carlene decided to lock herself away in there for good to prevent hurting anyone else.

However she soon found that the mansion was not abandoned after all. When Rose saw a Vampire entering the house she was absolutely disgusted and tried to stake Carlene right away.

Carlene did not fight back. She might not have had the strength to end her own life, but she was okay with someone else doing it. She pleaded with Rose to put her out of her misery, but ironically it was that very thing that convinced Rose that she was different.

Vampires were cowards. They did not care for anyone or anything but themselves, yet here was a Vampire that wanted to end its own existence in order to prevent anyone else from being hurt?

To Rose a remorseful Vampire was almost like a contradiction in terms. She actually thought it was a trick at first, but it didn’t take long for her to see Carlene’s sorrow was genuine.

She couldn’t help but pity the Vampire. A Vampire was the most disgusting creature on earth, but for one of them to actually be aware of what it was was a fate that Rose wouldn’t wish on her worst enemy.

Rose refused to kill Carlene and instead would try and help her. At first Carlene didn’t even want to try and control her urges. She felt it was not only too difficult, but that she also didn’t deserve to have any kind of quality of life after what she had done.

Carlene would remain in the mansion for many months. During this time she and Rose would develop a very strong friendship. The two women were able to bond over what they had lost more than anything else. Both had been cut down in their prime, were trapped in a horrible state between life and death. Still able to see the world but never be a part of it. Never interact with an ordinary human being ever again, and never have kids.

Carlene had always wanted children. She adored children. Despite her musical aspirations (which were also now gone forever) Carlene actually wanted nothing more than to be an ordinary Jewish mother, being overly protective of and spoiling her kids.

Now that would never happen and she had possibly an entire eternity to wonder what if.

Eventually however Carlene began to grow a bit stir crazy cooped up in the mansion all the time. She hoped that perhaps she could, having been helped through her depression slightly by Rose’s support, maybe try and control her bloodlust again.

Rose would always accompany Carlene out to make sure that she didn’t fall off the wagon. Carlene found it near impossible at first to be around anyone. She’d often only manage a few minutes around someone before the thirst and violent urges became too overwhelming.

Sadly Carlene’s condition did not improve even after several months of training. She later considered running away into the wilderness again as she was scared that Rose having seen her failure to fight the Demon inside her would view her as nothing more than a monster.

Instead Rose told her that she still believed in Carlene and that running away would accomplish nothing. Rose told Carlene something that would inspire her to not ever give up more than anything else. Rose told Carlene that she owed it to the man whose life she had taken to try and control the beast within her. If she died or worse just gave in and became a blood thirsty monster then his death will have been utterly pointless. If she tried to control her urges and actually used her powers to help people, then his death can at least serve as reminder to Carlene never to lose control again.

Carlene agreed and would continue to try and control her urges and master her Vampiric powers. Always keeping the image of the man whose life she had ended in her head every time she was near someone.

She also learned how to harness her Vampiric powers and was trained by Rose herself to learn how to fight too. Rose was Carlene’s mentor every step of the way.

The most difficult thing for Carlene when learning how to fight was in not letting the thirst and violent urges take control whilst fighting. Rose again however would give her sound advice, telling her not to ignore the thirst as she couldn’t ignore it. It was now a part of her whether she wanted to admit it or not.

Instead she needed to face it and prove that she was stronger than it. In a life and death situation when facing a Demon, one that perhaps was stronger than her, she should use her bloodlust as a weapon.

Ironically this would prove to be the key aspect of her controlling her thirst. Her guilt stopped it from overcoming her, but channelling it into battling other forces of evil allowed her to truly master it for her own ends.

Eventually though it took a long time, Carlene finally managed to control her Vampiric urges completely and had trained herself to become a truly devastating fighter in full control of her Vampiric powers.

Carlene hoped to use these powers to protect her new home, Darrow, having been told what a mess the city was in by Rose.

Carlene knew that it would be difficult to operate in the city, not just because of the Demons, but the people too. Rose warned Carlene that the police force of the city would be very unlikely to accept her because of what she was. In fact she would be lucky if they didn’t kill her on sight.

Rose directed Carlene towards her old friend, Detective Cushing who she knew would perhaps be more willing to believe her that a Vampire of all creatures could have changed.

Whilst Detective Cushing was skeptical about Carlene, he and the Vampire would nevertheless work together to stop a particularly vicious Demon that had been terrorising the city for several months.

The Demon named Drestox enjoyed collecting souls the of its victims. It had during its entire life collected over 5248 souls from people.

Carlene aided Cushing in tracking the Demon through the sewers of Darrow. Before no one had been able to find out where the monster was, but Carlene’s enhanced sense of smell would prove vital in tracking the beast to its lair.

The Demon was a powerful adversary, and even with her training Carlene struggled against it. Fortunately with help from Cushing who was able to school her on the monsters key weaknesses however, Carlene was able to slay the beast.

After this Carlene and Cushing would continue to work on more cases together and save many more lives. Carlene would further help to control her bloodlust by obsessing over the cases she went on with Cushing. She and Cushing didn’t develop quite the friendship that she had with Rose, but Cushing still came to respect the Vampire nonetheless and they developed a very positive working relationship with each other. The fact that both were such workaholics helped to make them an effective team.

Sadly the same could not be said for Carlene’s relationship with the rest of the Darrow police force. The Chief Constable Michelle in particular despised Carlene. Michelle had an extreme hatred towards Vampires and felt that Carlene was duping Detective Cushing. Indeed Cushing’s friendly relationship with the Vampire almost broke he and Michelle’s relationship with each other.

Still regardless of whatever the Detective, the Constable, the Vampire and the Ghost thought of one another, they would all have to unite to deal with what would be one of their most troubling cases. That of the mysterious Soldiers.