The Vampire Chronicles 1
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The Vampire Chronicles by unknown
Chapter 2:
The next page in the
old tome slowly turns
revealing the next chapter
in the Saga
It was a dark day for the light indeed when Lord Azreal turned the Duchess Molly, the armies of light defeated and retreating to reform and tend to the many wounded that now laid upon the icy lands of the damned. Ah, Twas a glorious day indeed my child but, as always, Sosaria has a way of changing the tides quite quickly upon its masses. After tending to the latest of his conquests Lord Azreal set out on a journey to see to his brothers treasons, the betrayal of Lord Shagrath Azreal had not foreseen which would now hinder his plans for the duchess. Suspicions began to point towards a shadow in the distance pouring its poisons into Shagraths ear, if possible Azreal would try and redeem his brother but if it twas to be futile... his brothers black heart he would have. It was not long before the prodigy of Lord Shagrath took arms against Azreals brood thus creating a great conflict within their house. Azreal in response had taken those loyal and established his 'Black Hand' within the house to see to the human incursions.. and kindred alike.
While combating his brothers' brood and seeking out the shadow, the lightbringers had already begun their plans to cleanse the now damned duchess. Knowing Azreal was more then occupied with the affairs of his clan it was their only chance and they knew it quickly seizing it in hopes of saving Molly.
Skippy El Fin of the Regent Army had slipped the Duchess a strange potion, temporarily weakening the link between the master and his childe. Azreal could feel her beginning to slip from his influence, thus he began the long march back to his dark bride to rescue her from the filthy hands of the kine.
While on march one of Azreals ghouls had taken several of these potions from the ladies house and brought them to his master, hoping he would reward his service with an embrace.
Azreal eyed the small vial, swirling its contents as he examined the curious mixture. He had recalled of a time when Skippy had been inflicted.. the duchess Molly giving unto her vials of a potion to cleanse her. Though the bond would not be so easily broken he could not afford time to the light to find a cure.
A low growl escaped Azreals lips as he smashed the vials upon the ground.. This would not be allowed to come to pass.. The light would not succeed.. Azreals will would be done.. He would not be beaten by the kine..