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The buses did not take long to wait.People arrived at night, or rather, wolves, obedient, zombified wolves, ideal for sending them to kill someone...— Is everyone here?—Wentworth closed the notebook and put it in the safe.Sometimes he memorized by ear, and sometimes copied from the books of the bloody witch, transferring information with a camera.He often has a sharp knife in his mind the thought that everyone will be killed someday ...Kara asked him off and went to the supermarket for groceries.Of all his servants, she was the only one who knew Finnish more or less tolerably well.Putting a knitted hat on her fiery red hair, the girl picked up the same gray, mouse-colored down jacket.With the constant absence of at least a small fraction of cosmetics, she has now become a gray mouse in general.When walking, my back was already very sore.Kara tried her best to hide her own belly.She knew that the king... her king... Wentworth...He would never look at anyone like that Spanis
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Caught a tribe of vampires. And the tribe is small, but they were talking about Bjorn...they and Wentworth were united by hatred, a burning hatred for the white vampire.— I will let you live and you will even be subjects of the north if you tell me anything about the weak points of such an indestructible bloodsucker as Bjorn!— the air rustled inside.As if it were not air, but fire, hellfire roars in the heart of Wentfort.— What other weaknesses? He's inflexible. He has no weak points.— said one of the gang.— I see. The conversation is over.—Wentworth said calmly.The gun is always in constant dangerous proximity and there is enough silver.Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot.Karsten calmly watches the ashes being swept away.***An awful lot of time had passed, so much, so much...even a couple of seconds seemed like an eternity for the northern king of Wentfort Karsten, the mad king.Olga thought she had killed him!Branches slash across the face, leaving even bloody streaks like the
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A glass of poison completed this era as well.Fortunately, she was longer and happier than Marion's madness. Bloody Queen Marion...there were no battles in those days...No one thought when the crown would find the next poor guy.David Doyle... Oh, how many people felt sorry for this guy!The Crown chose one of the councilor's children. The youngest, a fifteen-year-old sinless angel.David Doyle... Ah, poor, unhappy, beautiful David Doyle!No one has ever seen a more beautiful young man. White, like snow, eyes of incredible beauty, blue and beautiful, like the boundless sky itself or the water surface.His portraits and self-portraits are still kept in the castle. The world has never seen such extraordinary beauty before...— Why do you think it's necessary to attack the midnighters? Ghouls and vampires just drink from animals, they do not harm anyone!— the guy said softly to his uncle. His uncle helped him, although many were against him.John wasn't exactly angry...he wanted power
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— Done!—Christophe clapped his hands to be noticed.— Well done.— Olga looked under the hood, inspecting the new engine, as if criticizing a picture.— Well, that's right, I tried. And now I will listen to my priceless bloodsucker even more often, because the engine is really great!—Jansen sighed.— That's what there is only one nuance: there is almost no gasoline. And I don't carry fuel in my pockets. Something needs to be done.—— There is no sunlight outside? If not, I can go out and quickly check all the tanks. I'm many seconds faster than the others. Running is my main strength among the few.—Stefan tugged at the laces on his hood.— Go, there is no sun, it's night outside. —Stefan quickly flew out of hiding, raising the wind.From the outside, it seemed that this was more the work of some phenomenal hurricane than an eternally young boy with snow-white hair.— What are you looking at like that? I'm already here!—Stefan slapped Christophe and Maria on the shoulders from behind.T
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At the next stop, Christophe feels a strong heat rising through his body.— Christophe...—Maria put her arm around his shoulders from behind.— Darling, you're so silent today...—— And what? You'd better stay away from me for now, I think I'm getting sick. I don't want to infect you.— Jansen had difficulty hiding the aggression coming out.— If something happened, you should have told me. You know that my blood can cure absolutely everything.— the girl said, sitting down next to him.— That's just I'll find my knife ... —— Don't!—Jansen waved him off.— Christophe,—the vampire turned him around to face her.— You usually look into the souls of others yourself, but now I clearly see that there is something wrong with you! —— Maria...—Christophe lowered his voice.— Let's not talk about it. It's impossible to change us anyway...—— Christophe... Sometimes I just hate for everything this whole life... You're also sulking, even though you know it's tearing my soul apart!— Maria kissed the
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The ignition buzzes, similar in sound to a bee.Guy Cornelius watches the car, hanging with his feet on a tree branch.If they weren't so sleepy, Bjorn would have definitely smelled it... The smell of its creator...— ... Bjorn! There is a refrigerator under you! Either get off it, or get me an energy drink!—Christoph calls out to the Swede.— Uh, now! I'll get it now!—The blond hesitated.The refrigerator under him made something like a crack. It was like he said, "Hey, take it all out of me! I'm already full!"The vampire pulled out a frosted jar from the refrigerator with the signature "Adrenaline Rush".— Are you falling asleep already? Maybe it's better to stop?— asks the Swede.— Everyone is already falling asleep, even you. Do you remember when we left? You were asleep then.— seeing the uncomprehending look, Finn just laughed.— And now you're going to continue to claim that you're not sleeping?—— Haha, caught, yes! — Bjorn yawned loudly.— I'm a little sleepy from something, it
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Danger.Maria and Olga learned to feel this smell very many years ago.— To arms!—Olga said softly.He and his daughter have learned to feel each other's awakening.Taking up knives, the wolf and the vampire jumped out of hiding.Soldiers, it turned out to be wolf soldiers.— Olga Karsten, lay down your arms!—One of them cocked his rifle.— Don't try to escape, this is silver bullets!—Olga raises her hands, but Maria turns out to be behind the soldiers.Clenching the larynx of one of the soldiers with her teeth, she tore off the head of another.— Get out if you love your life!—The vampire screamed with bloody lips.— Think all about those who are dear to you and to whom you are dear... They'll never see you if you follow orders the same way!—One guy took a step back, but the others still cocked their rifles.— No!—this guy shouted.—What did the vampires do to us? Tell me, what did they do to us? I can't find a reason to shoot them!—— You're crazy!—One of the soldiers said.— Yes, you
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— Name?— a man with glasses came into the room with a notebook.— If you want to burn us, why the hell are you interrogating us?—Olga asked.— This is a laboratory, not a torture chamber.— the man lowered his eyes.— Well... so... Your name?—— Olga Karsten!— the wolf screamed.— Olga Karsten, Queen of the north by right of battle. Are you dissecting us now?—— No. We are not the kind of people who kill those separated from human DNA. We are studying you. Maybe we can cure these abnormalities. So... Three pale guys. Are you not related? What are your names?—— None of your business, man!—Bjorn hissed. The current suddenly went through the handcuffs. Bjorn gritted his teeth. The Swede's fingers turned white.— Bastard!—Maria snapped.— People are stupid, don't blame fools for their stupidity...—Bjorn whispered in Swedish.None of them said anything. The lights were turned off and they were left chained in the dark.— What kind of freaks are they?—Christophe tugged at the chains.— Silver
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Olga kicked out another door. Now it's just her, Callum, Vegard, Christophe, Maria, Stefan and just four werewolves. Of the twenty that got in. Many died, and more were lost. Ten more outside. — We need to go back and open the door where Bjorn disappeared!—Maria said suddenly. — I have a very unpleasant feeling...— Callum came back with a very large hook removed from the window. — Just in case...— he said, kicking down the door. There was an absolute emptiness behind the door. Somewhere very far away, the sound of water could be heard. Maria shuddered. — Bjorn! Where are you?!— she shouted in Swedish when she felt her nerves begin to strain. There is no answer. — Bjoorn!—Stefan called his father.— Dad...— — Let's go down.—Callum decided. Everyone grabbed the rope and one by one began to go down there. Long corridors of stone filled with knee-deep water. Or is it... Vegard's shoe has sunk deeply into the muddy muck. — It's blood...— he said softly. — Let's go on, we n
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— Kill Wentworth... The future with old fairy tales...—Maria looked out the window.—So where did you meet him? And how many times are we going to kill him?—— Over there, I think...—Christophe pointed.— I was already almost unconscious... But this is it. That place. I am that place. I'm sure of it.—Janssen stopped the car.— Are we going to take the trail now?—There was silence.And this silence was broken by Bjorn's laughter:— How funny you are! But yes, we will take the trail. All together...—Christophe snorted.The fact that he got used to all the oddities of a vampire as white as snow does not mean that he is no longer infuriated by these oddities...***Bjorn was using his power again, and Christophe was sniffing every blade of grass.Fortunately, there weren't many people here...if there were more, someone would have called a special type of hospital long ago and asked if they had lost patients...— Found his smell!— Christophe raises his voice, but not much - after all, he is
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Stefan went outside.He really didn't want to stay in four walls, even in such beautiful ones ...Especially since Stefan is very good at running, despite the fact that he recently plumped up ...There was a forest everywhere, a very beautiful northern forest.The nature of Sweden has always been very much loved by Stefan's heart.The guy, walking among the trees, for some reason remembered the Second World War.— ... I'll check if the path is clear and only then I'll call you!— says the father.Wearing a black cape that was the same color as the ground, Bjorn quickly leaves.— Dad, no!— throwing open the door, Stefan runs out of the bunker.— I know you're leaving! The bunker is a safe place, why do we need to leave?—An explosion burns my back, and a bullet enters his chest ...... When the tree was all in bloody tears, Stefan came to his senses.— Hello, son of the snow ghost... Are you the only one here?— a man was sitting behind a big oak tree sharpening a sword.—You don't know me
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— Where should I do this?—Maria asked.— Best of all, let's go down into the forest. You can't do it in a room. My remains at home are already out of hand bad, I don't want to lose the remaining home.—Michael leaned against the wall.— Let the kitten stay at home too.—— All right. Mom, take the case and let's go!The vampire waved her hand.The air was compressed and clumped so that it was painful to breathe.The decisive moment of getting rid of the burden has come.The forest belt was small, but it smelled of that primordial spirit of nature.Taking the crown out of the briefcase, Maria put it on the ground.— What to do?—the vampire asked.— Hit the crown with the sword with all your might, what else?—Michael sighed.— You'll feel it if it works.—Maria materialized the sword. For some reason, it was very heavy now.— Michael, can I try it on for now?—the vampire asked. She felt like a fish stranded on dry land when she realized that it was hard for her.Before that, she could lift a
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Mathias was tearing something red with his teeth and claws in the room where Maria, Christoph and Bjorn were sleeping.— Well, well...— Bjorn, sitting down in the coffin, pulled the cat to him and selected an improvised toy.—.. It's bad... This is very bad!—Putting Mathias on a chair, Bjorn rushed down the corridor.— Liv!— he calls loudly.— Olivia! Olga!—When he turned the corner, the claws pierced his back.The ancient vampire fell to the floor and lost consciousness for a while more from fear than from pain.In front of him was a huge white wolf.The wound on his back burned very badly, but now the pain has subsided and Bjorn jumped up, pulling a pistol from his belt.The first shot missed its target, but the second one scratched a giant paw.— Who are you?— Bjorn pinned the wolf to the floor with his weight and blocked the paws.—I'm not going to tell that to an ice demon!—The werewolf growled angrily, remaining in animal form.— If you don't want to talk, I think it's not worth
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Maria knocked off several stones with a sword.The smell of burning earth spread throughout the bunker.— And how long will I beat stones and pieces of earth in different directions?—she asked.— I'm starting to get tired of training.——Even vampires can get tired...— either asked, or Michael confirmed.— No, it pisses me off...—the vampire sighed.— I thought it would be interesting...—-— This is interesting and should not be. —Sometimes I really think that your mother would be a better fit...Gustavsson said thoughtfully.— Well, no!After swiping her sword across the grindstone, Maria jumped up and hit the training dummy.The plastic was engulfed in flames.— Wow...—Gustavsson whistled.—That's what I've always expected from you... What happened before...—The albino pressed a button into the panel and the dummies floated along the long winding rails.***Training gets more and more tiring every day.Maria barely reached the coffin.— Will you cover me with ice when you get up?— she mu
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At night the sword came to life. The signs flashed on Maria's hand. The girl screamed from the wild pain that pierced her body. — Maria!— Bjorn woke Christoph up and jumped up himself. — Danger at the window.— the vampire said hoarsely in a voice not her own. Thrusting her sword forward, Maria moved the curtain with the blade of her sword. This creature resembled a dwarf smeared in tar. Maria pointed her sword at this creature and immediately the lightning burned it to ashes. —Who was it?—Christophe asked his beloved. —They came here for the sword...—The vampire said softly.—I just know that...— The cloaked figure standing outside the window waved to them and disappeared. — Gustavsson...—Marie said softly.— Is it really true... Is he really here? — Is Michael Gustavsson that albino?—Christophe asked. — Maybe.... Yes, yes, he is!— *** In the morning the phone rang. — Did you give someone a number?—Bjorn asked. — No...— Maria pressed "accept the call". It's not known wh
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Olga did not take her eyes off the ancient map, which she had obtained with great difficulty.— No, not here...— the wolf suddenly steps back.— Turn around! We took a wrong turn! —— Okay.—Vegard looks over his wife's shoulder.— I saw the same bush made of stone, we just need to go down the hill.—— So let's go.—Pebbles are falling from under your feet, threatening to fall.Olga runs along the embankment, putting the map in her belt bag.All she can think about is that sword.It's kind of stupid to be so sure of a miracle, but if you don't believe, then what remains? What?— Here!—Vegard grabs his wife by the shoulder.— This bush! We need to get there!—Olga stumbles over one of the stones.A short pain is even unsettling for a second.The blood from the broken knee soars up in droplets.— This is it!—Olga caught her blood with her fingers. The droplets smeared like commas.— It was said on the map that everything that should fall rises...—Bjorn tried to throw the water out of the bot
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Someone got attached to them at Stockholm airport. The whole company felt the gaze on them very clearly. Sometimes the guys even heard footsteps, but Olga tried to convince herself that it just seemed to them and there were no steps. — It's cool in here...—Maria said softly.— And it's very good that there is no sun here...— — Is it cool?? Ha! Yes, you have not seen the coolness, my hot!— Christophe refueled with beer and already stopped thinking a little, he was enveloped in a state of drunken drowsiness.— How tired I am of America! —— Tired is not the right word yet... Running from huge helicopters shooting at you is worse than boring... Not just tired...—Olga said softly.— Operation Hunting was a real hell...—— The weather will be much better in hell!—Vegard chuckled.— It's not often that nature takes offense at people there, although it hurts, yes...—— Father, when have you been to hell?—Maria froze. The ice cubes in the coke glass clattered loudly like crystal glasses.— Yes
