The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

(just to say i wanted to start writing again, andi got pretty good reviews when it came down to this story but i was quite crazy at the time think shining crazy because there was nothing to do, but ya...hopefully it looks better with the corrections i could see, hope you enjoy it)





circa 1578

manor de lacrosee



eyes shone red in the nights air as they set themselves on the fervious manor, the one that had

caused him so much dread that to this day it would soon be taken care of...for final...the truest of

true deaths.



"meeting you again..i see....mine eyes do burn from the sight of thee..masterful..yet eyes do

decieve the righeous of hearts...moreso lack thereof the inside...oh the inside...."



shivering to a halt. his steed clopping its hooves down on the ground, its mane a fiery red, that

which could set a blaze to whoever grazed unless it was thine owner.. its red eyes blinked slowly

as it shook its head, small embers coming forth from its mane, ridden on top of the steed was a

man..not lanky yet properly built, dressed in garments suited for a war,a spiked guard atop his

lance hand , shards of metal protruding from his forearm guard, and a blade on his hip...as black

as death itself...mauve colored hair strewn over an eye,the wind gently swaying its sinewy texture

in the wind. in the eyes..the eyes which shown what had truly went through this mans thoughts, they

were unfathomable...truly a worse for worse.



"terlus....your playing tricks of sorts again...this but a dream...a dream!"



crying out into the night air he fell from his steed, a clunk heard as he enthrolled himself

onto the ground , hair matting about his temples and face as fists beat the ground with a fury



"why thus thine treat me this way..can't thou see that mine thinking process decieves even mine

own perception..?"



thoughts drifted through his mind..as he slowly was driven insane.....





june twenty fifth wednesday

twelve forty five am





low emerald greens opened to look at his surroundings...they happened...it happened..the end of

the world..the gaze wandered down to see how he looked..seeing a old ramones want to be sedated

shirt on under a black flak jacket, dusty blue jeans along with wolverine steel toes,moving a one

broad white hand up, letting it course through the upfront of his pale forehead and through snow white hair,letting the strands move and feeling himself again ...but the matter at hand was finally to be settles....



"ahh...late again i see.."



david put broadly as he looked at the man before him



"oh..david...hi.."

head rifting back down to look at his wolverines



"comon don't be a pussy..you've been dying to do it all your life..why not do it now?"

::david scoffed, a little irritation sounded in his voice but finally answering::



"because i know..if i destroy it...then...i know myself will be lost...for its not the manor de

lacasee that had taken away my senses...but myself that had taken my senses..."



sighing ,seeing his breath go out into the midnight air



"for fucks sake wally! you try and fucking go all off saying that this was the most burden of your

afterlife and now you don't want to destroy it. i swear you malkavians are so full of shit!"



momentarily david started to wander away from him... picking up the bag of explosives towards

the manor



"what are you doing...?"



gaze set upon david as he walked

"what does it fucking look like i'm doing..i'm gonna blow this shit up"



moving towards david and grabbing his forearm



"no..please don't..i don't want to hurt anyone..."



a swift movement and david had cast his tormentors grip from his apendage



"if i don't do this..then your going to wind up more than you expected..."



the hand that once grasped him was now balled in a fist "well....then i guess i have to be more

than you expected..."



movements were a blur as the fist connected with davidsforearm.severing the bone and breaking

it,a low crack could be heard in the air, then a scream came out



"shit wally ahhh!!"

falling down the bag dropping beside him



"what the fuck!!! you broke m-"



the gentle woodland crack of a branch was the sound that davids neck made, the head lolled in

his grasp



"i'm sorry...but i am the unexpected..to say the least....your my new sock pocket old friend..."

letting the body slump to the floor, the red eyes malforming over his irises like liquid



"oh yes...time for revenge...."



wednesday june twenty fifth



3:45 am



their was silence..then an explosion