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Skull And The Fangs The Vampire's secret.
... The Archipelago …"Haven't fed for six months? Bullshit! He said that to cover up his ass!" Adrian paced the rocky room.Caius was before a large shelf that was filled with scrolls and old books. In his hand was a book on which his brown ringed eyes ran.Adrian grunted. "Father, please listen to me."Caius didn't reply. He walked to study table and shifted the chair before setting his butt on it.Adrian palmed his face and paced to Caius. He slammed his hands on the table and leaned at Caius."Father, why are you being this ignora-"Adrian couldn't finish it when he suddenly clutched his head. His vision blurred and thick veins protruded his head as he shook like an electricity current is passed through his body."F, fa, father…" he struggled to say when an unseen force slammed him against the wall.He grimaced on the floor. He felt paralysed. He couldn't feel his limbs."Father," he screamed. But Caius is no longer on his chair.He became frightened. His father mustn't leave him
Skull And The Fangs Conviction.
… Kylian's abode …With his red enhanced eyes activated, Heald walked down the basement.He had searched the entire building but he found nothing. The library, the rooms. He found nothing useful.Cocoon draped around the corners and the ceilings. The darkness was so thick that with his enhanced vision, he could barely see a meter around him.He scaled the stairs. He sighed as his feet touched the floor of the basement.His eyes wandered around. Stale air. Cold walls. A dusty table and a walnut wood chair. On the walls were maps, routes dotted and lined on it. Then on the floor were old and rusty iron boxes.His jaws clenched then he moved to continue his search.The lock fell. The metal cover removed. Then his hands ransacked the boxes.Just tools. Cartography tools. Tools of a tentmaker. Tools of a sketcher. Tools of a survivor. Nothing more.Heald grew agitated.Will all this search go for nothing? Never.He gritted his dentition hard. His eyes flashed with resilience as he thrust
Skull And The Fangs Death!
Two monster vans roared their way through the single road that ran through the woods.Inside the vehicles, men in uniforms like that of fire service operated unconscious humans, extracting their organs and packing it in boxes.BANG!A loud bang tore through the night.Birds shrieked as they flapped away from sight.The vehicles behind launched into the air and with another bang landed on the asphalt road hard. A ball of fire erupted from its existence next.The driver of the other one gazed into the side mirror. All he saw was a ball of fire. The vehicles that second his' is nowhere to be found.They panicked. The man on the seat beside the driver's grabbed his assault rifle and strafed outta the window.He peered through the thermal lens."What do you see?!" The driver panicked."Nothi-" the man suddenly gasped. "It's a freak. It's damn fast!"Bang! Bang!! Bang!!!Gunshots followed."A fast freak?! A vampire!!" The driver's eyes popped as he gripped the steering more tightly. With a
Skull And The Fangs Death's emissary.
BANG! The half burnt double doors of the storeroom fell flat with a puff of dust. The goons aimed their guns forward. Their fighter's soul tried its best to fight the fear as they gazed at their fried comrades on their ground. The leader's eyes flashed as he gritted. A gale of wind blew the dust sideways as a yellow cloak billowed into view. Slash! A head of a goon flew into the air and fell, landing by the leader's feets. "Uh?!" Red blood splashed on his face as his eyes twitched. Shock appeared on his face and the fear creeped into his soul. His gaze slowly fell on the head by feets and it turned ugly. "Fire!!!!!!!!" His hoarse scream emanated and hollers of guns erupted around him. The billowing cloak was all they could see as it flashed around, not the body wrapped in it. Everywhere the cloak appears, head drops and blood splashes. Bangs resounded around the hall as guns spat silver bullets, but none hit the target. It only became a useless stray metal that struck t
Skull And The Fangs The end?
BANG!A circular shockwave was sent outwards. Hellsong held his two blazing arms in front of his head as the shockwave hitted him squarely, flinging him away. Benzo quickly created a defensive wall of fire in front of him. The shockwave struck it and it was scattered as his body was sent crashing away as well. The walls reverberated and the firm concrete of the corridors around had chunks of it shattered. The ground shattered as cracks that spread from the place the green arrow had struck covered the entire ground of the hall.Soon the shockwave settled.vSilence descended as the reverberation stopped.But the thick dust that still hovered in the air was so dense that one wouldn't be able to see a thing.Hellsong weakly lifted his head. A mouthful of blood spurted outta his lips. Fatigue could be seen clearly in his sapphire eyes.His dull eyes gazed around.The dust began to clear, and his vision began to catch visuals of the hall.Benzo's body didn't stir. He's still alive but too
Skull And The Fangs The protectors
..A day ago..Kylian trotted into the Night Hills. The dark and eerie gales that whistled through their paths blew around him. Trees, humongous ones with foliages hunkered down, towered above him like a thousand giants, making him look like an ant in the midst of Titans.Howls sounded all around him. Silent throaty growls as blurry figures flashed all around him.This is the wolves territory in the Night Hills and no vampire treads there. Because the wolves and the vampires have no relationship. Even in fantasy novels and movies, they are portrayed as natural enemies. It isn't much different from that too.But despite this, Kylian's face, protruding all over with dark veins, was as calm as a millpond as he ventured deeper into the midst of the silent growls that lurked the shadows."Stop, vampire!" A deep voice thundered.He didn't stop. He continued his advance.Hulking figures flashed towards him. His cloak billowed and he was no longer in sight.The growls became more and more cohe
Skull And The Fangs The Tribunals
.. The Mutilator's basement. ..BANG!A pressure so high that it made everyone in the hall fall on their knees suddenly emanated.The hind legged creatures bowed their bat like heads as they all chorused. "Lord."The Mutilator's desperation suddenly turns to perplexity. He felt lost. He felt sour all over. He felt like his life has ended."My Lord." His voice was like that of a half dead person as he went on his knees.Candles lit the more in the basement and illuminated the space.An average looking manly figure under a dark cloak stalked The Mutilator. Cold bodies under cloak flanked and trailed him.Among the bodies, one that led the others, had a staff in his completely covered left hand. On the top of the staff was the wooden three eyed bat with it's wings spread wide.A three eyed bat with spread wings. The trademark of one of the Primordial Vampires. The Tribunals. One of the clan of vampires that has existed for thousands of years, before every other vampires, before humans ex
Skull And The Fangs Deathly love.
.. The Archipelago…Candles lit around. But the light couldn't do much. Only shadows on the rocky walls could be seen with much clarity.The place was a mess. The confines of the cave were filled with murmurs and silent gossip.Cold bodies under cloaks gathered before the stone podium, on which the leader, Caius usually stands to address the coven. As Caius had said, there's a fang glow.But they have waited for hours, still no signs of Caius.Inside the inner rooms, lined with cold rocks, was Caius. Bones-the-old was there too with some other vampires of high order in the Casal coven.The place is almost dark. With so little lighting.Caius was apart from them. He was standing before the Northside wall of the stone room. His mind faraway.His eyes were on the image sculptured on the stone wall by fine hands. The dexterity says it all. The image was that of a female with fangs, a vampire. Beautiful, that's the first thing that would come to your mind when you see the female's image.
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