Hybrid Trilogy

Chapter 2 New Darkness

In Egypt when one of its kings or Pharaohs as they were known as, died their bodies were embalmed and along with their possessions and in many cases their servants were entombed in a stone pyramid. In one of the great pyramids, that Drakon and his Vampire Army had commandeered as a hive of demon life, to survive the great floods, a black-haired middle aged man of no more than 5ft, who appeared well fed and dressed in a black suit & polo neck sweater walked along one of its darkened corridors toward the centre of the pyramid, a young Vampire dressed in the off white loincloth of the Egyptian army dropped down in front of him baring his way, "you are an odd human, what garments do you wear?" He began in a sarcastic arrogant manner "You know that it is not safe for humans to be here" he sneered, almost sarcastically the man looked at the Vampire dismissively, raised his eye brow, at which point the Vampire found himself pinned to the wall unable to move "oh, trust me I am no human, and no Vampire either , but" he said calmly as his voice suddenly becoming very, very deep "I am a whole lot worse", at this Drakon and two of his Vampire Minions came forward, "my lord Abaddon" Drakon said bowing his head, then looking up at the Vampire pinned to the wall, with it appeared a profound sense of disappointment, the two Vampire sentries looked quizzically at Drakon and then each other, as they had never seen him being subservient to any one, much less someone who was a good deal smaller than him. Abaddon turned his head sideways and looked curiously at the Vampire pinned to the wall, who now wore an expression of abject fear "such a disappointment, however you will serve me in hell." Abaddon stated dismissively in his dark cavernous voice and again raised his eyebrow, suddenly a hole then opened on the sand floor, and fire sprouted from it lighting up the whole corridor for some distance in each direction, the two sentries backed away in fear, whilst the other Vampire suddenly dropped to the ground as Abaddon's hold appeared to be relaxed, as he began screaming, as he was sucked into the hole that closed over his head plunging the corridor once more into darkness. "it is good to see, my herald that you have survived Gods feeble attempt to smite us" Abaddon started as they walked along the corridor, the two vampire guards looking nervously at where the fire pit had been moments before, then hurrying after Drakon and Abaddon.

Drakon nodded "as am I my lord, as am I" he replied quietly "we have much to discuss, the sickening goodness of God and his pathetic human children still pollutes this earth and needs to be quenched" Abaddon continued in a calm but very defiant tone, as they reached the center of the pyramid. Here was a massive dark dank open chamber the smell of dampness and death thick in the air, with its many Egyptian valuables, along with an empty ornate sarcophagus, the body of a mummified pharaoh laying humiliatingly in a heap on the ground. many Vampires sat around and just looked not paying mind, to Abaddon's odd attire as Drakon and he entered. When you emerge from this tomb the world will have populated a new, many more souls for you to feed on and gift to me but, be under no illusion that the Werewolf will return and again be your adversary, but" he began as if just having a lightbulb moment of clarity "I feel that as I was able to turn one of Gods earthly soldiers against him" he said gesturing at Drakon "then we, my herald, can again deal a definitive & decisive blow against the foulness of God." Abaddon paused to sit, absentmindedly picking up and studying one of the urns containing one of the late pharaoh's mummified organs. "if we can unite the bloodlines, the child" he continued "given the proper incentive, could well prove to be an effective weapon against God, humanity & his soldiers the Werewolf" he turned to Drakon pointing at him with the urn "find a female Werewolf and use one of your army to impregnate her" Abaddon said looking calmly at Drakon, his red eyes conveying sinister humor at his suggestion, "But my lord Abaddon, surely having a male impregnate a Female Vampire would give us better control over the situation, be more.... advantageous to us?" Drakon asked in his deep Germanic accent, but not nearly as deep as lord Abaddon's "indeed, it most probably would, but, remember that as Vampires are dead and then reborn as the undead, alas they cannot bring forward new life & also I feel that asking a male Werewolf to copulate with a Vampire might not be met with any kind of enthusiasm" he began with a sense of ironic humor "capture a female, and force her, make her yield, impregnate her and take the child and make it yours" he burst out laughing jumping to his feet in excitement, "Make it love you, wouldn't that just be exquisite." Abaddon concluded.