Detective Scott Daniels was waiting for the return of the analysis on the evidence he had found at the crime scene. He was looking at a strange piece of evidence he did not turn over to the feds. This particular piece was very odd it was not made in any store nowhere on earth. The intricate detail on the object was in a language that had not been spoken in over a thousand or more years. He couldn't phantom what the object purpose was and if it played a vital part in the gruesome murders in carnival.
Something was truly going on in carnival detective Scott whispered.
Ding dong the door bell rang twice before he answered. Who's there he asked? He look through the peep hole and there was no one in sight. The door bell rung once again but this time Scott Daniels opened the door as fast as he could. He was hoping to catch the local kids playing around with him. But much to his surprise it was a strange man of whom he never saw before. May I help you mister Scott asked?The detective couldn't see the man face as he stood motionless at Scott's door... May I help you Scott asked once more? The strange man said nothing then before detective Daniels knew what was happening the man had him pinned to the wall by his neck... Why do you mock me the man whispered in Scott's ear as he continued to chock him... Detective Daniels tried to speak but was unable to say a word. Michael loosened his grip just enough for Scott to speak... Who are you Scott asked? Who I am is not important but answering my question is.... Why do you think that you can make a mockery of me he asked once more before letting Scott down. Michael moved around Scott's house as he explained who he was and of the importance of his visit.
At first Detective Scott thought that the man was a nut job someone who escape the mental ward. He soon found out that the man named Michael wasn't a man at all but a demon from hell. What did he want with him Scott asked himself?
Let me tell you a story said Michael as he sat on the couch watching Scott closely.After Michael finished with his story he saw that the detective was still not believing a word he said. It was at that moment that Michael dematerialized into thin air.
Detective Scott Daniels thought that he was having a nervous break down. He couldn't believe what he just saw how could this be he wondered?
He couldn't rap his mind around the fact that this Michael guy claimed to be a modern day vampire who was responsible for the deaths of several people.
Detective Daniels knew that he could not tell anyone about his encounter with this man. After all who in there right mind would believe him he thought?
Later that day while Michael Collier was sleeping a young man by the name of Lucian Anderson was selling vacuum cleaners for a company not far from Michaels home. He decided to give his luck a chance by ringing the door bell. At first and after about four chances to gain access to the home owner he started to leave. Lucian was half way down the steps and to his car when the door opened... Hello can I show you a great deal said the man as he tried to see who was on the other end of the opened door.
Back at home detective Scott Daniels examine the strange object. He now knew the source of the objects owner. But what he didn't know was how the object worked and what was it's purpose.
Meanwhile Lucian Anderson figured that the open door was an open invitation to walk in and pitch his sale. He couldn't believe just how beautiful the inside of the mansion looked. Everything within the walls of this place as immaculate. "Just how much money do these people have he wondered?"
Hello is there anyone here the salesman said.. I'll be with you in a moment the voice replied. Just make yourself at home. Lucian begun to sit down but once again he was taking back by the voice that call out to him. Come in here let me see what you have to offer me the voice whispered.
Lucian started to pitch his sale he removed the vacuum cleaner from the display box and started to walk towards the room to where he heard the voice.I'm here he said as he entered the room... Lucian's eyes grew wide he couldn't believe that standing right in front of him was a beautiful woman in nothing but a towel. I'm sorry madam didn't mean to intrude but I was hoping that you and your husband would be interested in buying the worlds best vacuum cleaner... The woman looked at Lucian without saying a word. He could not stop starring at her it was as if he was under her spell. She then came close to him just enough to whisper in his ear the words I'm not married.
Lucian found himself mesmerized by her beauty and before he knew what was taking place he was on the couch as she begun to straddle him... You know you want me just relax and let this happen she whispered. Lucian was now under her spell he could not move it was as if his body went against everything his mind told him. Soon he could see a figure entering the very same room he was now in with this strange woman... Was it her husband he wondered?
The figure got closer to him in a matter of seconds he then realized that it was the figure of a man... Please he cried out don't hurt me. Michael kneeled beside Lucian before he planted his fangs into his neck. He allowed the sire to feed she drew the blood from the man arm while she bit down on him. Michael drained him completely leaving the poor man twitching and gasping for air. He then looked at how pitiful the man looked the sire continued to suck out the blood that was left... Stop Michael screamed out and the sire did as she was told. She then watched as Michael bit into his own arm and began to feed his blood to the dying man. The sire dared not question Michael's decision to turn this man into a Nosferatu. She was just happy that she got to drink the blood of a human instead of a rat, cat, or dog.
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the vampire rose
General FictionThis is a story of the first original vampire name Michael Collier. a story of how it all started the very first time they ever walk the earth. a time when earth it self was very young and there were things that lived on this earth long before mank...