Prologue
The speakers ran through the entire city ready to be The speakers ran through the entire city ready to be announcing the big headline of the year. The voice shrieked through the speaker sending harsh chills through everyone's body, signaling that it's time.
Queen Arabeth has established a plan ever since she was thrown into the big establishment of becoming the Queen of city Moon in 1782. Her mind boggled with the idea of recruiting women of the age of 21 to gather themselves to be captured into the hands of the bloody fierce vampires that have taken over ever since the bloody bath water venture back 40 years. That day was the enormous hideous bloody bath that anyone has ever witnessed.
Flashback
October 13th of 1742, the day was filled with numbness since it dedicated the monstrous thriller that was given since the bloody bath war "The Red" adventure in changing everyone's world within minutes. The lonely Tuesday afternoon was purely numb to barely any sounds of feet being dragged alongside the dirty walkway, voices being silenced out, no sense of disgusting smell flowing through capturing your nose. It was strange yet not strange at all.
King Archer was the world leader trying to "make the kingdom a better place" or that's what everyone thought. The darkness behind the walls held secrets that could end it all if it ever ventured out by the wrong ear. Archer was established back in the near end 30s of being the only male heir within 200 years to be born. Celebration of that day was enormous that it continued for 30 days. His 6'8 father who was the ruler around that time was estatic to finally make the dream come true for his father who wasn't able to seek this news. The unknown mother of Damien was never to be seen nor does anyone know if she was the true mother since her disappearance occurred 10 months ago, with no explanation. His father King Archer was the most ruthless, monster, empty minded and many other options that you can count that he was. He never really cared about his people nor cared to make it better. All he wanted to was to have the title and eat the hearts of others. If you disrespected his name or make a comment by wanting something that wasn't for you, your head would be on the end of the wooden sharpen stick, ready for your funeral, no head grave nor a name to state. You didn't exist to him nor wanted your story to be out. He had many wives and misstresses that occupy him but never stastified him because all they can do is make girls which he didn't want and made his "daughters" disappeared without a trace including the mother who birthed. The unknown last wife with no name nor a picture to establish who she was. They nickname her "ghost Aubrey" who was created by the king. Many speculated that she wasn't real at all and wonder if he probably stole one of the lonely people in the village baby overnight.
As the celebration continued throughout the days reaching the final 30, something unexpected occurred that stunned everyone making their breaths hitch. They only knew about them through unknown old folk tales that was being read for the village kids at night.
VAMPIRES.
King Archer was peacefully sitting down onto the fancy carpet that was handmade by someone dearly close to him who wasn't around anymore. His legs were criss crossed from each other, his wrinkly old hands placed onto his thighs shaking a bit, breathing lightly but, have a profound smile from ear to ear as he played with his son Damien who was a month old now. The screams behind the doors never entered the walls, leaving him unotified of what was happening. The door quickly smashed open hitting the walls, sending echoes harshly which one of his guards came running through screaming his head off. Blood smeared all over his face while, holding onto his neck close together making sure his head doesn't fall off since it was sliced from one point to another. He announced in between breaths, "sir.. as I'm reaching.. my last breaths.. it has come true... they are real.. they are killing everyone outside.. you need to hide before they come find you...", as he stated his last words, his body limped away onto the ground, making the blood pour all over as his eyes continued widen open staring into the king soul. Archer immediately grab Damien into his arms initiating one of the maids to take him away somewhere where they couldn't find him at all. He knew this would be the last moment of them together. It was time for the blood war, "The Red".
Remembering the doors being wide open since the last guard ran through announcing his last breaths. The king of the vampires rapidly came through with such an evil smirk that left you breathless by, giving it a second look. His name was Sebastian Mark Anthony Lee, the one who was in the folk tales being taught at night. Archer mind ran through a thousand questions, wanting to know the answers. Sebastian gave a dark chuckle as he was able to read his mind, "I see all the questions popping into your mind. There isn't time for answers. This is what you need to do", he swung a sharpen knife around his middle finger while giving a second of a look onto Archer in between spins. "You have been a disgrace into your generations of ruling. We have seen every ruler since it was declared. You all have been AWFUL and a DISGRACE. We should of taken your heads one by one knowing what you all have been doing", he quickly stop the spins darting the knife near Archer head, giving his ear a slice before attaching itself behind the chair. "Your son will be the next king and the last male heir to be declared king. After he births kids, his daughter will be the next ruler. He would be only allowed to have two kids, no other wives or misstresses. He will make better changes for this village. If any rule is broken, a second war will happen. No breathing human will be left and WE will take over completely. Do you agree or will we have our blood bath today?" He monuover towards Archer, face to face rising his eyebrow up waiting for the answer. Archer didn't even take a moment to think nor cared about others. He didn't think about his future grandchildren or son of what was had to be done. He simply shake his head giving an answer of no. He rose his head even higher indicating he wasn't afraid of Sebastian. "I don't agree to this statement that you have made. You should have killed us when you had the chance. NO WOMEN IS ALLOWED TO BE A RULER. You don't say such things of what my son can and can't do, only his mother and I can. Let the bloody bath war began", he bowed down one more time before turning around, snapping his fingers for the last standing guards to prepared themselves.
The rest was history as it hasn't been decapitated in the new night tale of what the bloody bath "The Red" look like.
End of flashback
Arabeth shook her head slightly trying to erase that memory that crept every once in a while, trying to take over her brain every time the new celebration occurs.announcing the big headline of the year. The voice shrieked through the speaker sending harsh chills through everyone's body, signaling that it's time.
Queen Arabeth has established a plan ever since she was thrown into the big establishment of becoming the Queen of city Moon in 1782. Her mind boggled with the idea of recruiting women of the age of 21 to gather themselves to be captured into the hands of the bloody fierce vampires that have taken over ever since the bloody bath water venture back 40 years. That day was the enormous hideous bloody bath that anyone has ever witnessed.
Flashback
October 13th of 1742, the day was filled with numbness since it dedicated the monstrous thriller that was given since the bloody bath war "The Red" adventure in changing everyone's world within minutes. The lonely Tuesday afternoon was purely numb to barely any sounds of feet being dragged alongside the dirty walkway, voices being silenced out, no sense of disgusting smell flowing through capturing your nose. It was strange yet not strange at all.
King Archer was the world leader trying to "make the kingdom a better place" or that's what everyone thought. The darkness behind the walls held secrets that could end it all if it ever ventured out by the wrong ear. Archer was established back in the near end 30s of being the only male heir within 200 years to be born. Celebration of that day was enormous that it continued for 30 days. His 6'8 father who was the ruler around that time was estatic to finally make the dream come true for his father who wasn't able to seek this news. The unknown mother of Damien was never to be seen nor does anyone know if she was the true mother since her disappearance occurred 10 months ago, with no explanation. His father King Archer was the most ruthless, monster, empty minded and many other options that you can count that he was. He never really cared about his people nor cared to make it better. All he wanted to was to have the title and eat the hearts of others. If you disrespected his name or make a comment by wanting something that wasn't for you, your head would be on the end of the wooden sharpen stick, ready for your funeral, no head grave nor a name to state. You didn't exist to him nor wanted your story to be out. He had many wives and misstresses that occupy him but never stastified him because all they can do is make girls which he didn't want and made his "daughters" disappeared without a trace including the mother who birthed. The unknown last wife with no name nor a picture to establish who she was. They nickname her "ghost Aubrey" who was created by the king. Many speculated that she wasn't real at all and wonder if he probably stole one of the lonely people in the village baby overnight.
As the celebration continued throughout the days reaching the final 30, something unexpected occurred that stunned everyone making their breaths hitch. They only knew about them through unknown old folk tales that was being read for the village kids at night.
VAMPIRES.
King Archer was peacefully sitting down onto the fancy carpet that was handmade by someone dearly close to him who wasn't around anymore. His legs were criss crossed from each other, his wrinkly old hands placed onto his thighs shaking a bit, breathing lightly but, have a profound smile from ear to ear as he played with his son Damien who was a month old now. The screams behind the doors never entered the walls, leaving him unotified of what was happening. The door quickly smashed open hitting the walls, sending echoes harshly which one of his guards came running through screaming his head off. Blood smeared all over his face while, holding onto his neck close together making sure his head doesn't fall off since it was sliced from one point to another. He announced in between breaths, "sir.. as I'm reaching.. my last breaths.. it has come true... they are real.. they are killing everyone outside.. you need to hide before they come find you...", as he stated his last words, his body limped away onto the ground, making the blood pour all over as his eyes continued widen open staring into the king soul. Archer immediately grab Damien into his arms initiating one of the maids to take him away somewhere where they couldn't find him at all. He knew this would be the last moment of them together. It was time for the blood war, "The Red".
Remembering the doors being wide open since the last guard ran through announcing his last breaths. The king of the vampires rapidly came through with such an evil smirk that left you breathless by, giving it a second look. His name was Sebastian Mark Anthony Lee, the one who was in the folk tales being taught at night. Archer mind ran through a thousand questions, wanting to know the answers. Sebastian gave a dark chuckle as he was able to read his mind, "I see all the questions popping into your mind. There isn't time for answers. This is what you need to do", he swung a sharpen knife around his middle finger while giving a second of a look onto Archer in between spins. "You have been a disgrace into your generations of ruling. We have seen every ruler since it was declared. You all have been AWFUL and a DISGRACE. We should of taken your heads one by one knowing what you all have been doing", he quickly stop the spins darting the knife near Archer head, giving his ear a slice before attaching itself behind the chair. "Your son will be the next king and the last male heir to be declared king. After he births kids, his daughter will be the next ruler. He would be only allowed to have two kids, no other wives or misstresses. He will make better changes for this village. If any rule is broken, a second war will happen. No breathing human will be left and WE will take over completely. Do you agree or will we have our blood bath today?" He monuover towards Archer, face to face rising his eyebrow up waiting for the answer. Archer didn't even take a moment to think nor cared about others. He didn't think about his future grandchildren or son of what was had to be done. He simply shake his head giving an answer of no. He rose his head even higher indicating he wasn't afraid of Sebastian. "I don't agree to this statement that you have made. You should have killed us when you had the chance. NO WOMEN IS ALLOWED TO BE A RULER. You don't say such things of what my son can and can't do, only his mother and I can. Let the bloody bath war began", he bowed down one more time before turning around, snapping his fingers for the last standing guards to prepared themselves.
The rest was history as it hasn't been decapitated in the new night tale of what the bloody bath "The Red" look like.
End of flashback
Arabeth shook her head slightly trying to erase that memory that crept every once in a while, trying to take over her brain every time the new celebration occurs.
