Prologue : A LITTLE INTO THE PAST .
13 May 1492 (Italy) -Monteriggioni-
It was the year 1492 when my "father" adopted me.And your probably wondering why ? (As in why I was adopted) well you see my name is Maria Rose Rogers , or atleast so I thought. Until I found out the truth. So my story began in 1492 of course, if I must say I was about two months old when my "father" rescued me. So he Alberico Rogers was on a mission in Monteriggioni to stop two veerkins from taking the life of two innocent bankers : Viola and Raphael El Espasito . So Alberico was a mercanery whom only had an Iron Kukkuri as a weapon decided that chasing the veerkins won 't help , since Alberico isn't really the stelthiest mercanery on the planet , he's more of a fighter than a "stealth".
Alberico knew where the veerkins were going , they were headed to the bankers'
house on Alquada street. Witch was sadly a road that went uphill. Thus causing Alberto to slow down , and ontop of that his targets were super natural beings , so they were much , much faster and sronger than Alberico . And for the second issue it was that it was pitch black outside probably midnight even.
So that meant that the veerkins had a better chance to arrive at the bankers' house before he could. Witch ment that Alberico could fail his mission . (Save the bankers)
The veerkins reached the house befor Alberico could , seconds later Alberico caught up and stood infront of the house. The door of the house was kicked down and the veerkins were inside. As soon as Alberico stepped inside the house he heard a painfull scream , it was high pitched , like the one of a woman , no sooner did Alberico ran inside the house that's even darker than outside . "Viola!" He yelled. There right infront of him he saw the two veerkins , one with a small dagger in hand that was bathed in blood , the blade was covered in blood glistening in the moonlight that shone through the window and into Raphael's and Viola's bedroom.
Under by the veerkin's feet laid the body of a woman , her throat cut open and blood still leaking out of her cut open throat , causing blood to pool on the floor . Next to her laid her husband Raphael El Espasito . The veerkin with the small dagger threw his knife towards Alberico with brute force but luckily Alberico was a wel'ly trained mercanary and managed to dodge the knife , witch was inches away from his head and found it's stop in the wall behind him.
"Well that was dramatic." Alberico said in a sarcastic tone of voice. (Don't forget this is Italy so remember to add an Italian accent.)
As Alberico said those words the two veerkins drew there swords , witch were British Cutlasses , rather fancy if you ask me. "You and your Italian accents you all think you rule this place , but little do you know that this land belongs to the vampiers." Said the first veerkin . (The one that threw the knife.)
"We'll see about that." And with that Alberico took his Kukkuri out of it's seethe and ran one of the first veerkin through , the blade slicing through flesh (maby bone) and eventually stabbing the heart. The second veerkin stood flabbergasted at what just happend , but the flabbergastment disappeared as soon as it came.
The second veerkin tried to stab Alberico, but Alberico easilly dodged his attack. And in one movement he pushed the veerking with his sholder as he charged at him , but since the veerkin was a supernatural creature he barely even felt the charge , to him it was like he was hit by a feather , or a cool breeze witch he barely felt . Alberico moved away from the veerkin , taken aback by the fact that his attempt to push the veerkin had failed. "Are you done now ?" Asked the second veerkin. Sarcasm in his tone.
"Well I think I am...." said Alberico. The veerkin looked at Alberico , a sinister smile on his face as he pushed Alberico with little effort. Alberico went flying across the room , hitting the wall behind him.and his body slumped against the wall. "Looks like you have failed your mission, Alberico , now it is time for me to end you ! " said the second veerkin , as he took out a rusted medium sized blade. "But before I end you I want to torture you first."he said. Alberto didn't reply instead he held his gaze on the knife , that was thrown into the wall. Alberto pulled out his harm , in order to grab hold of the knife , but the veerkin saw what he was trying to do and stabbed Alberico's arm with the rusted blade.
All that came out frome Alberico wa s grunt of pain to witch the veerkin smiled. And with that the veerkin took out his cutlass and was about to stab Alberico , if only his kukkuri hadn't fell out of his hand when he was pushed he could've had a chance of survival. So he did the only thing he could do , he pulled out the rusted knife from his arm and before the veerkin could react he stood up and stabbed the veerkin in the chest , causing him to stagger back. Alberico quicly ran to where his Kukkuri laid. He grabbed it with his one hand and ran the veerkin through before he could take the knife out of his chest and heal. Luckilly Alberico bathed his blade in bulkweed nectar , witch was a special type of nectar that came from a bulkweed flower and was normally used to rub it aginst an object to stop vampires from touching it , that and to make killing a vampire possible. They call themselves veerkins since it sounds like theur part of some sort of order or creed. But they were more like an army that ruled in small packs or groups called 'covens'.
And with that the veerkin slumps to the ground as dead as a doornail ; soon Alberico was about to step out of the house but heard the cry of a baby coming from upstairs. Alberico walked into a room from where he heard the baby , and right infront him he saw the sweetest baby girl , witch was me Maria (or thats what i prefer to be called.) The babe had dark blackish hair and green eyes , I think I was about two months old when he found me. I never knew Viola and Raphael had a child. Aberico thought and since then het took me under his wing and raised me to the woman I am today. But I'm now sixtyfive years old and what I know now differs from back then. You'll find out later in the story why I say so.
