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Dante Followed Zephiel into his bedroom, and took after him as he took a seat. Dante's mind was veiled in wonder, the calm look on Zephiel's face only amplifying this. "You act as though it is such a suprise..." Zephiel started. When Dante opened his mouth to comment, he raised a hand to stop him. "The Order of the Burning Blade is a coven of vampire, creatures of the night. Do you know of the fabled 'Nosferatu?" Dante shook his head slightly. "Only what I have read in text. I doubt the truth is near what the commonfolk is allowed to know." With that, Zephiel smiled. "Very good, at least you know that. I will start with this: Nobody really knows where or when the first vampire was created. Well, other than the Father." "The Father?" Dante asked, now entrigued. "Yes. The Father of all Vampires, known as the second infected. The legend tells of the Father, an archangel sent from heaven to purge the a demon from this earth. The Demon, the first Vampire, infected the Angel with vampirism. Soon thereafter the Archangel was restricted from heaven, for he was now fallen. The angel was enraged, and killed the Demon that infected him." Zephiel stopped for a moment. "That is the legend, as it was passed down over the centuries. Few have met the Father, and even fewer have lived since." He smiled, and looked into Dante's eyes. "Back to the Order. We are a coven, one of many. You will never be one of us unless you are fully blooded. At the moment, as I have told you, you are a half-blood." "Then why have you welcomed me so?" Dante asked, feeling as though the puzzle in his mind was slowly coming together. "It was your father, Jareth. He is the leader of us, the most powerful. We could not go against his request to bring you in, and only he can let you leave." Zephiel laughed shrilly, chilling Dante down to the bone. "And we have something that other covens do not." "May I ask what that is?" Dante inquired. "Your father's only true son."
Jareth Black · Wed Apr 27, 2005 @ 10:47pm · 1 Comments |
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