Nocturnal I: Silver and Blood

Chapter 5: Familiar Face

Two Weeks Later

Train Station/ Manchester, England 1895 Fall

Taking his first step out on the cobblestone road, Frederick wore a black long coat with a an emblem on the back showing the sword splitting a droplet as his emblem. He wore a black hoodie over his head and began to stare at some signs which will give him directions to the station. Following them one by one he continued, he moved in a fast pace eager to enter that train to fight, he wanted the action, he wanted his day to finally come and now he will face it alone. The path lead him finally to the station he heads to an admissions/tickets booth and stands in line waiting to receive his ticket and he didn't need to buy one thanks to the connections he has with contacts related to the order.

II.

   He stands in the line after a while and finally approaches as he's called forward to be read and get his ticket. The admission looks at Frederick's outfit wondering what brings a man of such appearance to be on a train.

   "Alright, alright where you heading to?" asked the admissionn with a curious look on his face and an eyebrow raised.

   "You should know where I'm going," said Frederick as he grabbed out a simple cross showing the blood hunter emblem seal in the middle. 

III.

When Frederick took his seat he begins to stare at his window and watches all of the woodlands, plain fields, and small towns pass by him. The trains engine set a mood that made him sit back closing his eyes to sleep through the trip. Fred begins to hear a small giggle and it was girl's giggle but one of a lost friend who is not here with him. It was the girl he promised to find when she was taken away, that dream or memory never made him forget about the friend he lost Adele. However, it didn't matter to him anymore now that she is gone. He doesn't know if she's dead or alive, but the opinion he was lead to believe was she was dead. He received images when they would play tag outside of the Cathedral and Sister Anna would strictly command them to come inside to prepare for a daily preaching. He opened his eyes from the dream and could see the outskirts of London to the West, the city was looking like it usually is everyday busy with work, doctors, lawyers, politicians, and the poor trying to find money from the rich who will generously give them shillings or pounds.

"I hope to know who you are Mister Gregory,"said Frederick talking to himself with a smile on his face he looks at the back of the envelope and sees the address to a tavern called The Den.

London, England 1895

IV.

Exiting the train, crowds of people were gathered in one place but Fred passes through the flocks of people looking around feeling small in such a large city. After passing through the station he walks in the middle of the street like many city walkers, he passed by police officers, men dressed in luxurious suits, and poorly dressed men who seemed as if they came from the poverty slums of the city looking for work. London to Fred was a very diverse place of men who come from different classes of work. Fred caught a view of the London Clock Tower and heard the large bell ring as it was now twelve o'clock noon. However, Fred notices that people have a way with eyeing on different people, sometimes many will eye him and be on their regular schedule.

V.

Frederick walked normally like the flocks of people going to work minding their own business. While Fred was walking he finally noticed four men tailing him spreaded out from each other they nodded at each other each giving a morse code like communication through movement. Finally, realizing it Fred turns to an alleyway and tries to escape with an exit. That was until one of the four men opened his mouth with an "oy." He turns around shaking his head no he doesn't want to fight any men today, but he needed to defend himself. The bright side to being cornered was that it wasn't vampires cornering him, they were humans thank God.