Bloodline

P R O L O G U E

The leaves were crunching underneath my feet as I ran. Beads of perspiration ran down my forehead. I looked back knowing that Dracula was behind my back. But surprisingly or frighteningly, may I add as I don't know where he'll attack me from, I was greeted by nothing but an empty and vampire infested graveyard.

I looked around to ensure no one was there in the satanic graveyard , even when I know Dracula would never leave me, and sat down on the ground leaning my back against some dead guy's headstone. It gave me such a relief to my sore limbs which did nothing but run from the past two hours.

I could see the silhouette of a person walking towards me. Under the faint moonlight, I recognized it to be Dracula. I tried to get up and runaway, but my shirt got stuck in the barbed silver wire which was used to wrap the tombs. I struggled to free my shirt from the tangled barbed wire's wicked clutch. I thought of strip off my shirt but considering the cold weather, i would skip that.

Dracula walked closer towards me. Rethinking my limited options, I hurriedly stripped off my shirt and was about to start running, that he grabbed me roughly by my shoulder and flanked me to the ground.

The silver wire slit my skin in several places and I could feel the horrible stinging pain of every blade that cut through my skin.

"Quincey, my brave little lad, thou would not comest here if thee listened to my words, such a problem would not have befallen you. Perhaps, after it shalt be over, thou shalt be freed",he said, his eyes bloodshot and boring drills into my body. I knew perfectly what he meant by it and I cringed at his words. Extreme emotions only made him speak Archaic English. Bye, Bye Life.

My reflexes slowly were making me back away from him. He took one step and I moved two. I knew this wouldn't continue for much time and he may take advantage of this situation to capture me.

I suffocated as he lifted me by my throat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop, and I started coughing. He squeezed my throat and I started losing all my senses.

"Thy time has cometh my lad"