It all started in the north of Transylvania. The winds never blew. Nathan Graves is vampire slayer who walks among the blood stained streets of Transylvania. He carries a whip with light magic infused into
it. But suddenly a hand from below grabs onto Nathan's leg
and squeezes tightly. Nathan grabs a dagger and removes
the hand. He runs to a castle.
The castle smelt of blood. It
was disgusting. " You dare enter Draculas's castle, HA"! Laughs a voice. The doors shut and the candles blow out. Nathan walks up a set of stairs. An axe is thrown at Nathan, he catches
the axe then drops it. A skeleton in blue armor swings it's sword at Nathan. Nathan whips the skeleton to dust. The floor breaks, Nathan falls onto a
spear. Nathan grunts in pain.
He pours some alcohol on
the wound, then he rips the
spear out. Nathan knew he
had to climb out. He looked around and found some
boots so he put them on.
Besides, his boots were
covered in blood and Dracula
would smell it. Nathan also felt
faster. He approached a door
with a skull on it. He went in
and found a man sitting on a
throne of bones. " Dracula said you would come", said the man.
The man coughs out smoke.
" I'm here to kill you, heh, heh"!
The man spits a wave of fire at Nathan. Nathan jumps behind
a statue. The man touches the ground, fire bursts from the
ground causing Nathan's jacket
to set on fire. Nathan charges at the man and chokes him with
whip. The man's neck burns the
whip in half. " Now what"?
Laughs the man. Nathan stares
at his bottle of holy water. " Now what you little sh...", Nathan throws the bottle. The man
turns into smoke. He had left a
sword behind. Nathan finds a
ladder to the main floor. His
strength has gotten him far.
TO BE CONTINUED....
