The Wolf in Me

Chapter 14: Undead

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James lay in his coffin sleeping until night came. Then it was that someone came by to check the coffin, it was James's friend Carl. The one who caused him to die and also live again.

Time stopped for a moment as a bat flew into the cemetery and turned into a half human half monster creature that was bald with long claws and sharp teeth (like in the picture).

"James McLaire, awake." Carl said very calmly as James broke out of the coffin into the outside world. He looked at himself as he stepped out of his coffin, he was a newborn vampire with pale skin and yellow eyes. His nails were claws and his teeth fangs (which he felt by his tongue). He could not stand and felt very weak.

"Now you are a vampire, embrace this life." Carl said as he used his fangs to cut open his blood vessels and let the blood come out of his hand. The blood dripped down as he brought it before James. James greedily took his hand and drunk out a lot of blood. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, they were red. James could stand now because he was a vampire.

"Now James, since you are one of my kind, you should know of what a vampire is. First of all, my name isn't Carl, it's Aramastus."

"Arama... what?" James asked.

"Ara...mas... tus......... Aramastus. That's my name." Aramastus said.

"Wow!" James reacted, "who gave you that name?"

"I was one of the vampire knights 3000 years ago. Aramastus was the name given to me by my master, and I will give you a name." Aramastus said.

"What do you say?" James asked.

"Kneel" Aramastus said.

James kneeled before the dark vampire Aramastus, and he with his sword knighted James. "Arise, Sir Damascus."

"Damascus?" James asked.

"Well, yes. Now don't make fun, it took me a long time to think this name." Aramastus said.

 "Damascus, well, it's a good name. I like it. Has a ring to it, isn't it?" James asked.

"Yes it does, now get ready." Aramastus said.

"For what?" Damascus asked.

"You need a friend who can help you. How about your friend Timothy?" Aramastus asked as he went to Tim's grave. "Arise, I call upon the ghost of TImothy Young to come back."

Suddenly Timothy came back looking like a ghost in white transparent color.

"Now, Sir Damascus, meet Timothy the wraith." Aramastus used some dark magic spell on Tim which gave him a black cloak. He looked like a phantom but with no face. He had no eyes but a black face and a black hood covering it. He had a sword beside him and he was taller than before, being 6'5 and above. He had a DREAD AURA around him. He was spooky, and dangerous. He was more dead than alive.

"Sir Damascus. Now come with me, we must train. Sir Ilaurin here will scout the areas. If you wish to destroy Ethan Lightman and the other werewolves, we must turn you into a proper vampire."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha." The evil James now Damascus made evil laugh and went away. Aramastus turned into a vampire and then he and Damascus flew away.

Damascus looked down to see that his old friend Tim was now a wraith. He got on a black undead horse and went around, he screamed very loud and ran away.

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