Short stories

Sara tried to keep up with the guide as it lead her through twisted passages. These were confusing to say the least, and, not to mention that there was a bad smell about the place.
“Hey, where are we going?” Sara asked. For a reply, her guide turned around and said only one word.
“Kitchen.” Sara’s jaw dropped. She knew that place. Bad things always happened there. She also found that she was caring less and less for her companion, which was strange within itself.

“That look you give, what’s wrong?” the figure signed.
“Nothing. I’m fine.” John replied. As they moved on, he began to understand what the figure had ment by leaving to different lands and worlds. There were carvings on the walls of the upstairs hallways which depicted different figures teleporting away from this land and into others. Before he could say anything about it though, he felt himself falling. As he blacked out, he glimpsed the figure’s mouth open in a silent scream. This figure, was Deaf.

“You can’t do this!” Sara screamed. She was trapped in the kitchen, with a team of vampires all around her.
“Can’t we though?” the chef asked. As he finished his statement, a vampire moved in for the kill. As she fell, Sara began to remember everything that had happened to her and her friends. She finally remembered John, and, her eyes filled with tears. With her last breath, she softly said, “I never hated you. I’m sorry for everything that I’ve done and said.” After that, her body fell, limply and lifeless, on to the floor.

He came too just outside the crawl tube from which they had passed. He looked around, and, seeing that he was alone, began to travel the halls and passages. It wasn’t log before he had come to the kitchen and found, to his horror, only one body, mostly wripped apart by vampires, in the middle of the floor.
“Sara.” he softly said. Before he could move near it, however, a figure stepped from the darkness, and spoke these words.
“For the one who seaks to return to the light, there is no hope for you. Parish here and you will be used well.” The figure then vanished, leaving the body and the companion.
“Before I go, there is one thing I need to tell you.” he said softly to the corps. “You were looking for Goliath, and, you thought he was dead. I am he. I’m sorry that I didn’t inform you of this when you were still among the living.”

“Finally!” Alice exclaimed. “Sara dies in the kitchens of the vampires. Goliath, however, still loves. I’ll need to take care of him myself.” As she looked at her terminals, she noticed a red button on the far right of the control box.
“Ah! Here it is.” she said with a smile, and, without a second thought, pressed it.

Goliath found himself in a small chamber filled only with three figures and a platform in the center of the room.
“What purpose does this serve?” he asked the figures.
“This is the calling of the demon.” a figure answered. Goliath froze. Then, seazing an oppertunity as they were chanting, he took a baby hart from one of the jars that had just appeared next to him, and throu it on to the platform. There was a blinding flash of light, and a thick cloud of smoke rose from the place where the heart fell.
“No!” shouted the figures. “Don’t you see what you’ve done now? Go! Get out!” A revolving door then appeared next to Goliath, who, acting on instinct now, went through. As he came around the other side, he saw first an ax, then a torture rack, then a chopping block. He knew where he was at this point, and, he wasn’t exactly thrilled to know that the torture queen would be here somewhere.
“Show yourself!” he shouted. As predicted, she appeared in front o him.
“Whom do you serve?” she asked. Goliath looked shocked. Then he remembered what had been said about the vampire queen and her foe.
“I serve none but myself.” he said boldly. The torture queen smiled.
“You are wise! Pass through.” she replied. As he continued his journey, he began to remember all those whom had either vanished or had been killed. Ashley had been taken by some crrazy bots, Heather had been throne somewhere else, Joe and Chandler were somewhere in the gaming network, and Sara had just been killed.
“Their dying befoer my eyes.” he thought. “I should have been more careful. Why’d I let them come with me?” he thought. As he was thinking this, he found that he was walking in a large room, and, in the middle, there lay another figure. Hurt, and losing blood, someone he knew.
“No!” he exclaimed. This figure looked like a friend he had lost many many years ago. Before he could get a good look, however, the body vanished.
“Alice!” he shouted. “You’ve lost! Give it up!”
“Oh? Have I now?” she replied. “I’m afraid not Goliath. The demon will rise. Infact, I do believe you’re close to the last room now. Good luck!” He couldn’t believe what he had heard. A demon? This couldn’t be happening.
“I won’t let it kill me.” he said. There came no reply. As he entered that last room, he saw someone tied up on a table. This was the body he had seen in the last chamber.
“No! Oh God please no!” he exclaimed horified. “What in the name of hell are you doing here?” There came no answer from the figure.

“He’s made it to the last room.” she signed to him. “Roberto, there’s nothing we can do for him now. It’s going to have to happen exactly as we feared.” The figure called Roberto mearly scoueled at her.
“What do you want me to do? Sit back, shut up, and wait?” he asked. She looked into his eyes with a sad expression, and signed back one word.
“Yes!”

To be continued.

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“Hey, wait!” he said. It just so happened that he was chasing someone.
“If you want to find me, John, you’ll have to follow me!” the person said, but not out loud. This person knew the art of telepathic communication.
“Could it be?” he asked.

“Hey! Hey, you!” Sara said. He was cold and not moving.
“Are you OK?” she asked. His eyes opened.
“Fine, just lost in thought.” he replied.
“What’s going on with you?” Sara asked after a minute.
“I keep having something that you might call a flashback, or rather, several of them. Who is John? Who was he chasing? Is there something I’m missing?”
“Yes, there is.” replied their guide. “I’m not quite well.” Sara and her compannion looked at their guide in horror. However, her companion, for some reason, couldn’t stay focused.

He was still following the figure. By this time, it had lead him to a building with many steps of to a tower.
“What is this place?” he asked in his mind He hadn’t expected a response, not because he thought that the figure couldn’t talk to him, but because of the fact that he thought that the figure wasn’t paying attention.
“You know this place.” the figure replied, just as you know my face. John stopped.
“Wait! This is…” he stopped, and, for the first time, he realised where he was. “The manner.”

“Stay with us!” the guide was saying. Sara tried looking into his eyes, but they were closed, and, the look on his face suggested that they leave him alone.
“We must leave now. If we stay here, we will be found out, and, as you know, that would be really bad for us all.” the guide said.
“What about him?” Sara asked.
“You’ll have to leave him. I’m sorry, but that’s just the way it’s gotta be. Now, come on!”

“Took you long enough.” the figure replied.
“Hang on! Are you telling me that this is that same manner that protected the world oh so long ago?” he asked in shock.
“It is the same.” replied the figure, turning to face him. “Now, you will find out other things as well.” The figure began to move slowly towards him.
“What are you doing?” John asked, his voice shaking. “Stop. I sware, if you take a step nearer, I’ll kill you!”
“You needent fear me, friend. You know me, and you’ve known me for many years.” the figure replied.
“Impossible! I’ve never seen you before!” John shouted.
“Truly, you have not, but, you do know my face, or rather, my signing methods.” replied the figure, stopping just in front of him. It then took his hands, and began to sign. To John’s astonishment, he found that he remembered this person very well now.
“What are you doing here?” he exclaimed.
“It’s a long story, but, you shall know all now.” replied the figure in telepathic communication. “Many years ago, I was called away from ACC by a friend of mine who said that they were trapped in a house with no way out. I thought they were crazy, but, just to amuse my friend, I went. When I got here, I found the door open, the lights on, and, after searching the house, no friend. I’ve been to many different worlds and lands to try and find this person, but, I have not yet found him.”
“A moment, please?” John interrupted.
“Yes?” replied the figure.
“I don’t quite get…” his concentration was suddenly broken by a noise. His face went dark, and he listened for a moment.
“What is it?” the figure asked in his mind.
“A moment.” John replied in sign. As he listened, he began to hear soft music coming from somewhere.
“I know that tune!” he said suddenly in telepathic communication. “There’s trouble here! We must go, now!” Without another word, he took the figure’s hand, and began to run, as fast as he could, away from that place. However, as he approached the stairs, he began to hear another tune. This one was sad, and, as he listened, he couldn’t believe his ears.
“Stop!” he softly exclaimed and signed. “Your friend, is dead.” he said in the figure’s mind, looking sadly at it. The figure’s face went blank.
“I felt him die just now.” John continued. “I’m, I’m sorry!” he signed.
“It is no fault of yours.” the figure replied. However, what the figure didn’t know, was that the person whom it was trying to find was closer than expected. John hadn’t exactly told the entire truth, for he knew the story in its intirety, and, what was more, he also knew who they must find.

To Be Continued.

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“For the last 80 years, R.I.P. Inc. (Researchers in the Paranormal) has been the worlds leading investigators of all things supernatural. They have debunked numerous charlatans and have come close to ALMOST discovering some real paranormal activity.

The RIPPERS, as they are called, are investigating reported sightings of a manor house that bears a passing resemblance to the legendary Britannia Manor that mysteriously vanished off the face of the earth about 15 years ago, along with its custodian, Lord British, a short distance from this location. It was said that the manor was a barrier against the encroachment of the darker denizens of the underworld into our reality, and that it might have vanished because it was no longer needed. If so, the question is, why has it returned? And what happened to Lord British? There has been no sign of him.

Gypsys have taken up residence right outside the manor. They say it is a portentous place, and warn everyone not to go near. But, of course, no one ever listens to gypsies. They believe that their magic has brought the manor back, to defend against some great evil that is trying to enter our world.

The RIPPERS, in an effort to increase their ranks for this important task, have invited the public to take part in a formal “audition” for a spot on the R.I.P. team. These recruits are being called; Rookie Rippers or Rooks.”
Sara looked up at him with big eyes. She then slowly began to understand.
“That’s us, isn’t it?”
“It is indeed.” her companion replied. “Now, come! We must hurry!”

As the entered the building, they noticed someone standing in front of them.
“Welcome!” said the figure. “I will be your guide through this. Please, remember to stick with me, and you’ll be fine. Leave, and your are sure to parish.” Sara’s companion gave her a nudge. She looked into his eyes, and saw, for the first time, true horror in them.
“You have no idea what we’re doing, do you?” she softly asked. Her companion simply shook his head.

As they moved through the house, they heard strange things from beyond the walls. Cries of dispare, screams of pain, sounds of cutting, and all sorts of other things of that nature.
“Sara,” said her companion, his voice shaking with fear. “I don’t like this.” The guide suddenly put out a hand to stop them.
“Be silent here, for we don’t want the vampires here to catch us.”
As they entered what looked like a study, they heard a sudden scream. They both froze, standing in the middle of the room like statues.
As they both stood there, in through the door came a Ripper with a crazy, bloody mouthed man quick on her heels!
The Ripper screamed in fear as the man, or creature I should say, grabbed her and pulled her to the ground. The Ripper managed to stab the wicked looking creature in the chest.
“Get back here, little girl!” screamed the creature.
“We’ve got a serious situation. That’s a real freakin’ hominus nocturnus. This place is crawling with them.” said the girl.
“Vampires? You’re kidding. It’s got to be some kind of hoax.” said their guide.
“They killed Jarrett! Killed him and ate him right in front of me! We’ve got to get the rooks out of here. They’ll be eaten alive, literally.” replied the girl.
“Now just a minute! Who the hell is Jarrett?” Sara asked.
“There’s no time to explain now.” said the guide, then, slowly began to turn towards the door from which they came.
“NO, not that way! They’re at the front of the house already. I saw someone else go down under a pile of them. Here, I found this secret passage when I was studying the room earlier.” the girl exclaimed, then pointed to a wall next to the fireplace. Then, using a wall sconce as a lever, the girl pulled on it, making the fireplace disappear and revealing a way out.
“Come on! She’s right! We’ve got to get you guys out!” the guide said quickly.
“If we can sneak past them and out the back, we might make it. Stay quiet, and keep your heads down, rooks.” explained the girl. Then, the girl began to scream as she saw yet another vampire, and, with a final effert, she Slammed shut the secret passage behind them. Before they went on, Sara looked at her companion and said, “She’s dead. Even now she’s being eaten.”

They were in between the walls of rooms at this point, and, as they moved on, sounds of bugs, rats, and other creepy crawlies reached their ears. As they brushed through dust, exposed wires and spiderwebs, they heard powerful voices from the next room. They could see through the crumbling plaster. An obviously Elder vampire was explaining to a younger vampire their plan to raise a demon from hell and use him to expand their power to control the world. A bound victim was on the floor of what looks like a storeroom, waiting to be snacked on.
“my God! What the hell is going on here?” Sara asked silently. Her companion looked at her, then, as he listened, suddenly a horrified look crossed his face.
“Sara, I must leave you with the Guide. There is something I must doo here.” he said.
“Not on your life! We go together, or not at all!” she replied.
“You two, keep it quiet!” hissed their guide.

Being as quiet as possible, they moved through the wall, out into the same room as the vampires and silently past them as the vampires consulted a huge ritual book of some kind. Their guide suddenly gestured for them to crouch behind some crates, and, after a few moments of skulking, they reached a small ventilation grate on the other side of the room.

“You can see on this page of the Grimoire Nocturne the exact layout of the symbols.
“You must be certain that the room is prepared precisely as shown for the demon to appear.” began the elder vampire.
“Yes, of course, my lord. I have studied the symbols for ten years. I know them well.” the younger vampire replied.
“I don’t care if you’ve studied them for a hundred years! Take the Grimoire with you and check to make certain every detail is exact. One mistake, and the dead will rise to seek revenge, and the arch-demon will not appear! Or if he does, he could kill us all and ravage the world, rather than obeying Mistress Kyrilana.” the elder vampire exclaimed
Kyrilana is here? Dark One protect us. What if she’s hungry? I heard she drinks only the blood of other vampires. That’s what makes her so powerful. Is she as old as they say?” replied the younger vampire in fear.
“I have not seen her since crusaders soaked the sands of the holy land with blood, and she was very old even then. As for the rest, let’s just say that it is not wise to cross her.” the elder vampire explained.
“Yes, of course, my lord. It will be done as you say. The cook prepares the blood to draw the symbols according to the ritual even now. He takes great care to slaughter only the most innocent, then taint their blood with his own unholy blood and flesh just as the Grimoire demands.” said the younger vampire.
“You have entrusted such a vital task to a human? Do you have any idea how disastrous it would be if he made a mistake and put innocent blood on the summoning circle?” exclaimed the elder vampire.
The bound victim slowly put his fingers to his lips for silence, then gestured for Sara, her companion, and their guide to come forward while the elder vampire was shouting
“I assure you, the cook is fanatically loyal to us! He believes we will make him one of our kind if he serves us well enough. He has even found the perfect sacrifice for the summoning, one of those investigators!” the younger vampire replied with inthusiasm.
Ah! That is a fine use for one of those RIP imbeciles. We needed them to find the Key of Gabriel hidden in the catacombs since only those pure at heart can locate the thing, but now that it has been found, they are useful for little else but snacks.” the elder vampire replied with delight, then he suddenly kicked the bound victim against the wall, without really looking at him. The victim whimpered in pain. Sara was about to open her mouth to ask a question, but, her companion silenced her with a nudge, then, turning to the victim, he signed, “Are you OK?” The victim quickly signed back, “Yes, thank you!”
“They are very good for that. I got a taste of the old one. He had a lot of life in him still. He fought even as we ripped him apart.” replied the younger vampire, laughing.
The elder vampire laughed, then said, “I feasted on one as well. The way they fight is so invigorating after years of living on passive human sheep. Speaking of which, we will need your loyal cook, or another human servant to place the Key of Gabriel in the lock in the ritual chamber just before the ceremony begins. As soon as the key is placed, the ritual must start, and no child of darkness can touch that disgusting symbol of light.”
“It will be there when the ritual begins. I will see to it myself.” said the younger vampire. He suddenly fell silent for a moment, then asked, “Did you hear something?” The victim whimpered, coughed, then bumped the wall to cover sounds of Sara and her companions sneaking past.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sara’s companion signed to the victim.
The elder vampire only replied with, “Probably just rats in the walls. This place is teeming with them.” Then, in a louder voice he said, “Pay attention to the matter at hand. ! You are certain the cook will prepare the blood properly? If innocent, untainted blood were to contaminate the circle of power, not only would the summoning go horribly wrong, but death itself would turn against us.”
“I am certain, my lord, but I will check again to be sure.” came the reply.
“You do that.” said the elder vampire. Then, before anything else could happen, he said, “If your pet human fails, or if the symbols are not perfect, it will be more than just your life that’s forfeit. The dead will seek revenge, and many will fall.”
Understood, my lord.” was the only reply heard. The guide for Sara and her companion suddenly moved quickly to get in fromt of them, and, opening the great, gestured them through the vent. Then, from behind them, the victim suddenly whispered, “Hey, don’t leave me!” Then, the vampire suddenly turned, hearing the noise, and spot their guide. Without any warning, the vampires attacked the guide. However, the guide only just managed to slam the vent closed.
As they hurried on, they heard their guide scream, then they heard sounds of a struggle. It took them a while, but they managed th get out of that tube, vent, or whatever it was, but what they saw next was enough to make them both stop dead in their tracks. As they exited the vent, they saw their guide, and, to their horror, the guide had bite marks on its neck.
“Oh no!” Sara’s companion whispered. “It can’t be!”

To Be Continued.

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“John! Hey, John!” a voice called. John looked up from what he had been working on. It was an assignment from one of his classes. He was pressed for time, and, if he didn’t get it done tonight, he knew that he’d fail the class. However, he let himself see the figure running toward him. It was someone he hadn’t expected to stay.
“Hey, come with me.” the voice said.
“Sara, I’m busy now.” he said.
“Oh come on you spoil sport. Get off that computer and live a little!” she replied. John cloed the laptop he’d been using, put it in his backpack with a sigh, then asked, “What’d you find now?”
“I honestly don’t know.” Sara replied. “It was glowing a kind of redish color, and Brad said that it looked dangerous.” John’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“I’m listening.” he said with a small smile.
“Come on. I’ll tell you on the way.” Sara said, pulling his arm.

As they walked out of the computer lab, Sara explained to him that she had found some old artifact that was rounded on the outside, but, inside it had some kind of strange markings, and the shape was different. However, what grabbbed his attention the most, was the fact that it looked like it was a work of nature. As they passed by a window, John remembered that it was raining outside, and, shot Sara a look.
“Don’t look at me like that!” she said.
“I kinda forgot my rain jacket. Hold here. I’ll be back.” he said. He was gone no more than five minutes, and when he returned, he had everything he needed.

Once in the car, they began to talk about the day, and their classes. It wasn’t until they had passed John’s apartment, that things began to go wrong. The car, though it was purfectly alined with the road, began to shake and move slightly. Then, with a horifying screatch of tires, the car slipped off the road, smashed into a pole, and flipped onto its side.

“Wake up Goliath.” came a soft voice. His eyes opened, and he noticed that he was lying in a bed, his arms and legs restrained.
“Where am I?” were his first words. There came no reply at first, then, he saw the damage, or, at least some of it. His left side was banged up, with fractures and breaks to most of that side. The one thing he did not see, and, most likely didn’t want to see, was his head, which had undergone the most trama. That side was covered in what looked like stitches and bandiges, and, the one thing he did notice as he talked was that his jaw hurt him on that side.
“Please don’t try to speak.” said the voice. “My name is Doctor Dunstan, and I will be attending to you while you are stationed here. The first thing you need to know is that your name is Goliath. The rest of the details will be told to you later. The other bit of information is that you’ve got several visiters waiting for you.” Dunstan pressed a button, and, the room door slid open, reveeling a mass of people gathered there.
“Good god!” Goliath said, then bringing his hand to his face. That proved to be a big mistake, for as soon as he lifted that hand, it too began to hurt. It throbbed and pulsed as if someone had placed it under a hot flame and burned him.
“Alice!” he cried, seeing someone whom he’d not heard from in years. She ran to hug him, and then, introduced him to Joe and Chandler. He looked at her, then, a hint of surprise in his voice, he asked, “Are you pregnant?” She smiled and nodded.
“Her name will be Sara.” she said. Goliath’s jaw dropped. Why did that name bring up feelings of worry. He didn’t know anyone named Sara, did he? He couldn’t know anyone by that name!
“Visiting hours are up.” Dunstan said through a speaker. As the croud began to depart, Goliath sent a smile Alice’s way. She returned it, then, as the door closed, and Goliath, in pain but happy, fell back onto the pillos and rested.

“Hey. Hey. Hey!” called a voice. He jurked awake. Sara was standing over him.
“You were talking in your sleep, and moning.” she said. “Are you alright?” Her companion rubbed his eyes.
“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just a bad dream is all.” He knew though, as much as he hated admitting it to himself, that the dream he’d just had made him worry. He’d dreamed like that only once, and, it had not ended well. He got up and walked around for a bit, with Sara watching him. He’d not heard the name Goliath for several years, and, the last he’d heard, Goliath was dead. He was killed somewhere in this game, or at least he thought that that was how it had happened. His stomach then gave a funny jolt. He had just remembered something that was told to him a melinia ago, and, he thought that now was the time to tell Sara, but, how was he going to do it, and, more importantly, how would she react to this news?

To Be Continued.

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They looked at the girl covered in blood. The first thing noticable was that she was pail.
“She’s dying.” Sara’s companion said. “I’m sorry, there’s nothing we can do. Sara simply looked at him. As they watched, the girl stopped walking, sat against a wall, and, as she breathed her last, she said, “You must stop them. The queen is behind all of this. She must be killed before this world is set free.” With that, her breathing stopped, her eyes closed, and her body slumped against the wall.

A demon with red eyes and horns on his head was slowly pacing around the queen. There was blood all over him from a sacrifice which had just been performed.
“Finally!” he shouted in a voice loud enough to wake the dead. “I am free from my prison. Your wish is my command.” The queen looked at him with a look of anger on her face.
“You do what I say damn you, you will hear no one other than me.” Her face then soffened, and she then said, “You must remain here until I return.”

Alice was beside herself with glee. She flew around her chambers in a joy that couldn’t be broken, or, so she thought.
“Madam Alice,” came a voice in her ears. “The girl is dead, and the two prisoners have found their way into the chamber of fire.” Alice was livid.
“I told you to make sure that the little girl killed them and offered them to the vampires!”
“I’m sorry madam.” cried the voice in her ear. She reached and turned off the earpeace.
“He will be dealt with swiftly.” she said to the little deamon in front of her. “You will see to that.”

“What the hell is this?” Sara’s companion asked. They saw nothing but fire for miles around them. They were in a large chamber with nothing visible, unless of course you count the fire already present.
“The fire chamber.” Sara simply said. “Unless someone comes along, we’re stuck here.” she then said.

“No! Please no!” screamed a voice from somewhere far off. Heather looked around her for the umpteenth time, and, this time she found herself in a room with nothing in it but a cage. The room itself was almost entirely ingulfed in flames, except the exit. She slowly moved forward, looking around as she did so for any traps that might be lying about. She was about half way there when she felt herslef beginning to fall. However, this she was prepared for. She managed to leap to a platform just infront of her. However, what she didn’t know what she had just made a huge mistake. The platform began to move through the room, out the exit, and down a hall. The screams she had heard that were so far off began to get louder and louder. As she listened, she could now hear laughter, and, was that eating she heard?
“My God!” she schreaked.

“Wait, you’re who?” Sara asked. There as a man standing in the fire chamber with them.
“Sara, you know who I am.” Sara was about to say more, when se heard three loud distant thuds.
“We have to move, now!” said the man. He raised his hand, and the fire disappeared. They ran down a hall, passed locked doors and prison cells, into another much smaller room containing one button. As the man pressed it, the door to the room closed, and the room began to move not up, but forward.
“You were not in the main building. That place was designed to kill the both of you and stop you from dissrupting the blood ritual. If you don’t succeed, we will all die.” said the man rather quickly.

“Heather, you belong to us.” said the queen. “A vergin sacrifice is needed to keep the demon in this world, and, you are it, well, almost. We need one more sacrifice. One pure even at heart, and, one the demon must perform. The girl and her companion will be nice, but, should be kill him, or her? You have until the arive to contemplate that. Choose carefuly.” With that, the vampire queen laughed, and was about to walk out, when Heather called out.
“I choose myself.” The queen simply ignored her.
“Damn it, did you hear me?” The queen nodded in reply.

Outside the building, Sara and her companion waited until they were sure that no one was around, then, opened the gates. As soon as they stepped inside, however, her companion got a chill.
“Did you hear that?” he asked her. She listened, and, to her horrow, she heard the sounds of baby laughter, hearts beating, and other sounds that she couldn’t even make out.
“This is worse than I thought.” she said. However, what they both saw next was tnough to make them stop dead. A group of hunters was coming from the building, dressed in black, and fully prepaired to kill. As Sara and her companion watched, the hunters circled the building, then the gate. They were almost at the entrance, when Sara’s companion grabbed her and pulled her behind a bush to hide.

Ashley came too in a darkened room. She sat up, rubbed the back of her head, then took in her surroundings. From what she could make out, her room was square in shape, and was about the size of a small bedroom. Ash she climed to her feet, she felt a pain in her leg. Reaching down to feel it, she discovered that it was broken.
“Won’t make it very far on that note.” she said, pressing a button, which turned on a light.
“That’s better.” she said. Now that she indeed had light, she noticed that she was in far more trouble then she had thought.

“Are they gone?” Sara asked. Her companion looked out from their bush.
“Their passing through the entrance now.” he whispered. As he watch, they began to close the gate, trapping him and Sara inside the compound. As the gate slammed shut, he heard a laugh that was unmistakable. It was Alice’s laugh, and he knew that she knew that they were trapped.
“Listen to me Sara.” her companion said after a minute. “I have to admit that I’ve never been here before, and, from the look on your face, I would conclude that you’ve never been here either. We need to try and stick together no matter what. This place smells of evil, badly.” Sara nodded.
“Alright then, if your ready, lets see what we can do.”

To Be Continued.

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Sara took a good look around the outside of the compound. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to take her companion in there, for fear of losing him. It was funny how she seemed to care for him, yet, she seemed so distant from him at the same time. What he didn’t know was that she knew things about him that no one else, including him, knew. She looked back at the person speaking to them, and asked, “What is this that we are supposed to be doing here?” The reply was short and to the point.
“This job is training for you and him to help us find out what’s going on here.” As her companion looked at her, she game him a questioning look.

The cage was locked, and the young woman inside of it was having a hell of a time trying to convinse the assistant to let her out.
“Please? I’ll help you get out of here too!” she cried. The assistant just looked at her with a blank expression. He knew what he had to do, and he would do that task when the time was right, and no sooner.

The gore queen was now trying to figure out what to do with her people. They were trapped, and, worst of all, she was now feeling dreadfully sick. She didn’t know what to do, and, on top of that, her people were dying. She had to get them out, and soon.

Alone in his room, the man with the book began to draw more crosses on the doors to keep the vampires out of there. He knew that he must escape from them, but, the trick was getting out of there. No matter what he did to try and leave, someone always spotted him, and he had to run back to his room. He was forming a plan in his head though, which he hoped would get him out of here. As he drew with his fingers, blood came from the tips and formed whatever he drew. He was feeling light headed due to the loss of so much of his live. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold on, but, he knew that he had to for more people.

The figure had now entered the kitchen, still leaving a trail of blood behind him. He looked around, trying to find something, anything, to patch himself up. He kept himself hidden though, for fear of being the next blood doner. He was also slowly dying from the loss of blood, but he had been attacked, unlike the man with the book. However, as he was looking around, he suddenly let out a cry of horror, when he saw, in one corner, a tray full of what looked like hearts. Quietly making his way over to the tray, he discovered that that was exactly what they were. He stared in horror at the sight. He never saw the figure come up behind him. All he felt was a knife at the side of his nec, which made him sand stock still.
“It’s time for you to die.” said the cheff. As the knife slit into his neck, the last thought in his head was of releaf. He was dying, and, finally, he would leave this world. With that, he fell to the floor, never to move again.

Alice was having the time of her life at this point. As she looked at this place from her computer terminals, she smiled to herself. She had done it this time. He would dye, and Sara would become her play toy for the ,ext, life time.

As Sara and her companion walked up to the compound, the hairs on the back of her companion’s neck suddenly stood up on end.
“Something’s wrong here friend.” Sara knew that he could feel it too.
“This place is nothing but pure evil.” she said. “Stay close to me and you won’t be harmed. Understood?” He nodded in reply. As Sara opened the first door, they were met with a wonderful sight. It was a room filled with nothing but old things from a past long forgotten.

The vampire queen knew that her next victom had to be pure, but the problem was where to find it. She had looked up and down these halls for the last century and a half, and had found nothing. She was growing tired. She thought that she’d go mad, until she suddenly saw someone slowly making their way down the hall towards her chambers.
“I’ve found one.” she said to her minions. As the figure walked in, the queen lept and grabbed it by the neck. The figure was a girl, and, it would soon come to pass that someone else would be joining that one, as part of a ritual.
“You will make a nice offering to the demon who will then take over the world. As she died the figure up on a table, the figure began to slowly lose strength.

“My Lord,” said a young vampire. “the book says here that…”
“You will not speak of it now!” said the vampire lord. Nothing else was said.

Back in the torture chamber, the assistant was having fun with the victim in the cage. As he poked her again and again, she tried to move away from him, but got nowhere.
“Face it, you’ve lost!” the assistant said laughing. “You’re our snack, and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Sara’s companion suddenly heard a cry in his mind.
“What was that?” he asked her. Sara looked at him.
“I heard nothing.” she replied. Her companion just looked at her for a moment, then, he heard it again. As he listened, he thought he had heard that voice before. It was so far away though.

In the kitchen, the cheff was cutting up the body of the person he had just killed, when someone walked in.
“Sir, more blood.” said the figure. The cheff turn and quickly took it, and added it to a vat next to him.

Again Sara’s companion heard the cry, only this time, it was closer.
“Sara, someone was killed here.” he said. Sara turned to face him.
“Yes, someone was killed here, friend. Johnathan died here centuries ago, when he came to investigate the happenings here. I was the one who identified his body.” She suddenly looked sadened.
“I’m sorry.” her companion said, hugging her. He, however, knew more than he let on. As the passed into the second room, they both instantly noticed that something was out of place.
“Blood.” Sara said. “Look, the chair is also broken. There was a struggle here, by the looks of it.” As the looked around, her companion noticed a small compartment. As he opened it, a body fell out.
“Dear God!” he said in a slight whisper. As Sara went to look, her eyes filled with tears. It was his body, and, she hadn’t expected to see it again.
“Put it away.” she softly said. However, he couldn’t.
“I don’t know why, but, this brings back memories. They’re not mine, but, I remember him telling you that he cared about you a great deal.” Suddenly, the body began to slowly move. As it rose, it was surrounded by a white light. As they watched, the body began to fade.
“Something’s wrong with that.” Sara said as it vanished. They could only stand there with their mouths open.
“We have to move on.” her companion said after a minute or so. They opened a door, to see more blood, and, another body. However, this one wasn’t dead.
“He lives!” her companion softly exclaimed. “Oh my God! Look at this!” Sara nelt beside him, and, as she looked at the figure on the floor, she saw holes on the sides of his neck.
“Vampires!” she exclaimed in a soft whisper. “That tells me some of what we’re going to be dealing with here.” Her companion gave her an uneasy look. Suddenly, they both heard cried from somewhere inside the compound. As they listened, the cries faded, only to be replaced by footsteps. As they continued to listen, the footsteps stopped, and there was the sound of a door opening, followed by the cries of people, and the door slamming shut.
“Dear God!” Sara softly exclaimed.

The vampire queen was now reading her tools to begin the ritual. However, something was missing.
“I still need the other one.” she said in frustration. “Why is he taking his time?” She had to have him, and she had to have him now. She looked at one of her minnions, thought a moment, then said, “Send the others after them.”

Sara and her companion were slowly rising to their feet, when a door next to them banged open, and a girl ran in. They were both starteled, but, horrifired when they saw that the girl was covered, head to foot, in blood.
“What the hell happened here?” Sara asked.

To Be Continued.

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It wasn’t possible. He couldn’t have heard her. His mind wasn’t tuned to hear her. He just looked at Sara before following the other person down a hill, and into a tent.

In a darkend room inside the compound, someone dressed entirely in black approached a door. On this door, there was no nob. There was, however, a lever. As the figure pulled it back, the fireplace beside them slid back, revealing an opening just large enough to crawl through. As the figure made its way forward, they were leaving a trail of blood behind them, covering the walls and floor. This figure was one of the many people trapped here by the vampire mistriss whos name was only known by one.

“Let go of that heart!” yelled a voice from somewhere else inside the compound. A slinder young woman stepped forward and gave it to the man standing in front of her.
“Pure blood is needed in order for the ritual to be completed. You wanna contaminate it all?” the man asked. The girl just laughed, a high, cold, mirthless laugh that was loud enough to wake the dead. She was dressed in black as well, but, in her hand, was a pealer of some kind, and, she was doing something with it.

In the torture chamber, the mistriss was poking someone locked in a cage, when someone approached her from behind.
“Mistriss,” it said in a deep voice. “there are no other humans around, save for the two outside. Shall I bring them in?” The mistriss turned and smiled.
“Eventually they will come here. We will have our fun with them then.” she said.
“Yes, mistriss.” the figure replied.

“That book belongs to us!” said a vampire through gritted teeth. The human that stood before him was shaking, but, not from fear. He had lost a lot of blood, and, there were crosses in the room behind him.
“No! My book! Mine!” he screamed. “My book!” With that, he ran back into his room, and slammed the door behind him.

“What is this?” asked the goor queen. She was imbedded in the ceiling in yet another part of the compound. There were faces coming out of the wall, and it was then that she realised what was happening to her and the rest of her compannions. While she would be imbedded in the ceiling, the rest of them would be stuck in the walls. They would all be starved and left for dead.

A fire raged somewhere on the outside of the compound. It rose about ninty feet in the air, but didn’t spread as most fires do. Instead, it turned itself into a ball. It then hovered over a ninty foot pit that dropped strate down. Little did anyone know, soon, two people would be passing through there, perhaps dead, perhaps not.

Back in the kitchen, the girl with the pealer was dancing and laughing histarically. She was having the time of her life. Suddenly, her energy was drained, when she heard a voice that she hadn’t heard in many, many years. It was a voice that she remembered, but it sounded so far away.
“I am coming for you my love. Hold on for a few more moments. I told you that I’d always be there for you, and I aint about to give up now!” She froze. That voice was close by. It couldn’t be! It simply couldn’t be!

“I want to play with him.” said a voice. The torture mistriss turned.
“No. This one is mine.” she replied. The figure looked hurt. He had wanted a snack, and it was being denied to him.

As the figure stepped out of the fireplace, it heard someone speaking, but it wasn’t understandible. The figure couldn’t make out what was being said. It moved quietly through this hall, though, so as not to disturb anything or anyone. However, it would soon come to pass that that figure would be captured, and things would take a turn for the worse.

“RIP INC?” Sara’s compannion asked. The person in the tent smiled and nodded. This wan’t right. Something was wrong with all of this. What it was, neither he nor Sara could tell, but something didn’t feel right.

“What are you doing here?” asked a voice. A figure dressed in black turned. It was the woman from the kitchen.
“Just passing through.” she replied. The torture mistriss waisted no time. She grabbed the young woman and locked her in a small round cage.
“You will stay here and die then!” she said as the woman began to shake with fear.
“Mistriss, can I have this one?” asked her assistant.
“Yes, you can.” replied the mistriss. “Do with her as you wish.”

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“That wasn’t what I had in mind.” Sara softly said. She was looking at him intently now, as though she wanted to tell him something else. She was about to speak, when there came a violent tug from somewhere.
“It’s happening! Again!” he said in horror.

A coffin opened from somewhere beneath the ground. From within, there cam a tall vampire, with black hair, and bright red eyes. His fangs were at least two feet long, and there was a quality about him that made anyone thing of him as the master vampire, however, he was only a small part of a plan that was to be completed once the humans arrived.
“My Lord!” He heard it almost at once. There was a cry coming from a coffin just beside him.
“You may come out. It is almost time to feed.” he said softly.

Alice simply couldn’t believe it. She had accomplished so much in so little time. Not only had she taken her two captives where she wanted them to go, but this Jewel character was almost dead. Goliath had died a little while back thanks to her bladed disk, and now, she was preparing her next game.
“It’s almost ready.” she said to herself. “I’ll just let them land first.”

They hit the ground with a loud thud. As Sara rose to her feet, she began to notice, almost instantly, that this place, wherever, and whenever it was, was extremely old, and dangerous.
“Lovely!” he said with just a hint of sarcasm. “So, this is where we end up? In front of a delapitated old building? You can do better than this, you freak!”

“Freak? Freak?” Alice shrieked. “I’ll show you freak!” She pressed a few buttons on the control box, and lights near them began to rapidly flash.

“Red! It’s as red as blood!” he softly exclaimed. The door in front of them was large, and, in fact had just turned from gold to blood red. However, that wasn’t the only thing wrong with this place.
“Hey! Stop! You can’t go in there yet!” yelled a voice from behind them.
They turned, to see someone running toward them from a tent that hadn’t been there before.
“Why not?” Sara queried.
“You know the rules! You must come see me first. All must see me first!” said the voice. Sara was about to say more, but as she looked at her companion, she noticed that he was motioning for her to be silent.
“We will comply.” he said in a voice unlike his own.

“idiots!” Alice said through her laughter. “Once you go in, you won’t be coming back out. Little Sara, I hope you die well!”

He froze.
“What is it?” Sara queried.
“Her voice was just in my mind. Alice’s voice.” Sara shuttered.
“That can’t be good!” She softly exclaimed. As if in answer, she heard the following words.

“Die well, fools! This is the last place you will ever see!”

To Be Continued.

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He was upset. He just looked at Sara, with fury in his eyes.
“I know how it feels, but there’s nothing you can do for her. She’s gone.” she said. He sighed.
“Vary well then.” he said after a moment. “We have to find a way to get home, and stop Alice.”

The pyramid began to change. Jewel looked at it in horror, as she soon realised what it was doing. This wasn’t a pyramid, but a shapeshifter.
“Who are you?” she asked. Nothing came from the goo that was now lying on the table. She began to get extremely frustrated. She needed answers, and, if this thing didn’t talk, she’d get none.

Alice smiled. She watched on another screen as the shapeshifter slowly began to change again. She knew who this was, because it was her that had captured him and turned him against everyone except her. As she watched it, she began to think of other ways to torment her pray. What could she do? It then came to her. The vampires must be found. The only place she knew to look was in donstan castle, but she couldn’t go there herself. She had to send someone, and she knew just who.

“I can’t!” he cried. They had arrived at a gate through which they could not pass. Sara tried, and failed, just as he had.
“Fine. We can’t pass through this, but we …” she stopped suddenly, as if she had been interrupted. She looked at him for a moment, then, realising what was going on, grabbed his hand. They were being transported again, and, from the way that they were being pulled, it was going to be extremely far away. As they were arriving, they heard a voice, which said, “The blood ritual has begun. You will die.” They hit the ground with a thud, and, as they rose to their feet, looked around. There was nothing but another gate infront of them, and, it looked like they weren’t going to be able to open it either.
“Come. We must enter.” Sara said.

Ashley knew that she had to find a way to get off of that ship. She couldn’t help the robots, and she needed to find the rest of them, as soon as possible. As she was thinking about what to do next, a robot came through the door in front of her.
“Ashley, you must make more of the automated units.” it said. Ashley looked at it for a moment, thought about what she was going to say, then replied with the following.
“It would be hard. I can’t make any more without first examining you or one of the other robots.” The robot didn’t reply at first.
“We will provide you with the materials you need.” it finally said. There was nothing Ashley could do. She had no other choice.

“Come!” said the shapeshifter. Jewel followed it reluctently through a door, and down a hall. As she examined her surroundings, she noticed that all of the walls had some sort of writing on them. She tried to make it out, but she couldn’t. Something was wrong with this though. What it was, she didn’t know, but she might find out, if that damn shapeshifter would only talk more.

They had passed through the gate, and what was now before them was a building that looked so old, it looked like one small stone could hit it and knock it down. As they walked through the courtyard, they began to hear voices.
“Do you hear that?” Sara asked.
“Yes.” he replied. He suddenly stopped.
“You okay?” Sara asked. He didn’t reply. He began to have not one, but many flashbacks. He was in a room with someone, talking to them, but he couldn’t see them. There was now another person, now just him. On and on it went. However, as he got to one particular flashback, he began to cry. Someone dear to him was leaving.
“No! You can’t! I don’t want you to leave! No!” he screamed. Sara just looked at him before leading him to the door.
“I’m sorry.” he whispered. She just hugged him, and, as they walked through the door, everything grew dark.

Jewel began to hear the beating of a heart. This made her extremely uneasy, because only one heart beat like that. It was his heart, but, he was nowhere around. As it got louder, she also began to hear a baby. A door slowly opened in front of her, and she then saw what was going on. This was a nursery, full of dead courpses, and Jewel, after seeing this, got sick. After this, she began to feel dizzy, and, as everything went black, she fell, and passed out.

Alice was positivly thrilled.
“Jewel’s down!” she shreeked. She laughed hard and long.
“My victims are in Donstan Castle, and there is no way that they will get out of there, at least, not alive.” She jumped and flew around her room.

“No!” Sara cried. He had follen. This place, whatever it was, was evil. He was changing before her eyes, and there was nothing she could do about it. However, as he cried out to her for help, there appeared a mask in Sara’s hand.
“The mask of sorro.” she softly said to herself. He reached out, took it from her, and put it on. As she looked into his eyes, she knew everything about him. Most of this she knew, but the newest thing, the one thing that shocked her, she would never reveal.

Jewel began to hear chanting. She wasn’t sure if she was dreaming, or if this was real. She began to move into the church, and, as she looked around, there were faceless people in black robes, praying to someone or something. She couldn’t make anything out for sure because things were still a little foggy. Then, all at once, she began to cry. He was there, covered in blood.
“How?” she asked through her tears. He didn’t respond at first. Then, he looked at her and said, “You did this!” Jewel couldn’t believe it. She screamed, and everything went black, once again.

They were on the move again. As they began to assend the stares, he began to see nothing but coffins along the walls.
“Do you know where we are?” he asked.
“No.” Sara replied. He looked at her and said, “For once in my life, neither do I.”
As they entered a room, they saw someone sitting on a bed. They looked pale, almost sick.
“My god!” he exclaimed. “Vampires did this.” As Sara looked at the person on the bed, she saw the holes on their neck.
“No blood.” said the creature.
“Uh-oh!” he said. Sara knew exactly what he was thinking.
“Seace!” came a voice, followed by a clap of thunder. A black robed figure came into the room. She two was a vampire, and, as she stopped in front of him, the person on the bed stood and approached her. As they watched, she leaned forward, and kissed him. The person’s body began to change. A black light surrounded them, and, as the other two watched, the femail vampired took him in her arms and dissappeared.

To Be Continued.

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His face fell. He really hadn’t expected to hear that. He was hoping against all hope that he’d be able to go, well, somewhere other than here. Sara poked him to get his attention, then askede, “Do you know who you are, friend?” He shook his head.
“All I know is that I’m stuck here with no apparent way home.” he replied. Sara handed him something wrapped in gold.
“Open it.” she said. He was slightly apprehensive as he began to take off the gold wrapper. As he unfolded the last of it, something fell into his hand. He gased at it for a moment, then, he suddenly began to have another flashback. He was in a pyramid, with a lot of other people. Something was very wrong. It couldn’t be. It simply couldn’t be.
“Where did you get this?” he asked breathlessly.
“You know, because you were there when I got it.” Sara replied. “Do you recognise it?” He did not answer her. The truth of the matter was that in all of the years that he had been alive, he hdn’t ever dreamed of seeing this again. However, when he tried to place it around his neck, a pain shot through him, from his neck to his groin. Tears came from his eyes, but he didn’t fall to the floor. Sara gently took the item from him.
“What in the hell happened?” he cried.
“Before you tried to put it on, I was gong to tell you that you can’t ware it anymore.” she replied. The item glittered in her hands, and, as he looked at it, he let out a soft cry. He recognised the shape now. It was his star, and he had kept it with him sinse before the days of his pyramid expodition.
“Damn it all.” he softly said. Then, as he looked at her, he asked, “Where is the one called Ashley?” Sara snapped her fingers, and there was a wind that almost blew them both into the wall.

Jewel felt a tug just behind her navle. She was being pulled through something, and she could now only guess at what was happening. She knew little about telepathic transportation, a means of travel by which she was now using thanks to someone else. As she hit the ground, a number of other figures came into view. Sara was there, and someone else as well. As she looked closer, she let out a cry of shock.

Brian felt himself falling. He had no idea if this was happening in his own mind, or if this was a dream. Ever sinse the pyramid, he hadn’t been himself, and all he wanted to do was forget about it. As he hit the ground, he noticed that the room was oddly shaped, almost like a cell of some kind. That was exactly where he was, but this was no normal cell. This one was transdementional, which meant that he would see more than one reality.

Ashley saw people running toward her. However, she couldn’t make them out because they were in shadow. However, as they were coming closer, she heard that robot again. That damn thing was getting closer too.
“Are you a builder?” she heard someone ask. She didn’t even hear it come up behind her. As she turned, the robot grabbed her arm. Electric bolts shot through it’s fingers, stunning her.

“No!” he cried. He tried to get to her, but Sara flung out an arm.
“You can’t.” she said, her voice breaking.
“Well what the hell am I supposed to do then?” he queried. Sara looked at him and said. “Honestly, I don’t know.” She approached the spot where the robot and Ashley had been only a moment before, but they were gone now. He would either hav to try and find the rest and get them out of here, or, try and save her first.

She woke up on a ship. She tried to get up, but her body was in too much pain.
“Where am I?” she asked the robot standing next to her.
“You’re on a praylord vessel.” it responded. “We need you to make more of the automated units.”
“That’d be hard.” she said, not even wanting to attempt it. The truth of the matter was that she didn’t want to be here. She had more emportant things to do, and those things were way more emportant then building stupid robots.
“I can’t help you.” she said. The robot shot stun bolts at her, stunning her, once again.

Jewel looked around. She thought that she had seen this place, but she couldn’t be sure. However, something didn’t look right. What were those things all over the walls? What did they mean? Was it a different language? She soon got her answer, for the walls began to move. It was a door, and where it lead, she didn’t know nor did she care. As she stepped through, she heard a soft swish, and the door had turned into a solide wall again. She was now in a chamber with nothing in it except for something that looked horribly like, “Oh dear me! Good god no!” she softly cried. On the table, was an exact replica of one of the oldest pyramids in egypt, and it was the one they had visited some 3000 years before.

To Be Continued.

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