SO’s “Vampire” – Juan – Betraitor

A beauty so beautiful had rarely been witnessed by eyes, such a beauty as beautiful as the moon. His flowing, shiny black hair flowed in the midnight wind as he drifted delicately through the air, his perfect lips glistening in the moon’s light as he smirked confidently as he descended upon his prey silently, so silently that he could not be heard in the wind. With a swift swipe of his sword directly up the spine, the lady’s man lady man Juan split the human noble up the spine and split his spine in half, causing him to collapse in a heap. Juan swiped his sword so that the blood did that cool splattery thing and cleaned itself on the grass, and using his powerful vampire magic Juan summoned the blood from his prey into several viles across his belt which then sealed themselves by closing. Sheathing his sheening, silver sword the beautiful Juan sheathed his blade at his side, pushing the noble’s slumped corpse further to the ground with his fancy boot. Not a soul had heard the attack, the attack so silent and swift that nobody had heard it left him completely undetected by all at the ball. Juan flicked his wrist, engulfing the corpse in vampiric flames that completely incinerated the remains before completely vanishing. Juan vanished into the darkness, just as silently and undetected as his silent attack from before, and again he began to stalk further prey.

For the past several years it had become a bit of an epidemic around the kingdom. Nobles would vanish without a trace, as if some silent and invisible force would spirit them away in the night so silently nobody could see a thing. There were never more than three or four to disappear in a single night, and it would only occur at unpredectible times that nobody could predict. The nobles became worried and so they made all of their events into large spectacles full of people, so much so that surely it would be insane for anyone or anything to try to take one of them, and even i something did surely it would be seen, but these events inevitably always led to the inevitable disappearance of even more nobles. Every event upwards of ten would disappear into the night, spirited away by some sort of silent force nobody saw. Nobody ever grew the wiser, and the one constant witness to all of it was that silent shadow with beautiful pale brown skin; his yellow eyes always witness to the abductions, as it was he, Juan the lady loving lady’s man lady man, who would take them. He would cut them down silently, steal their blood, and burn the body until nothing remained. He had done this for years, and it had become something of an epidemic to the nobles.

The nobles became tired of such things, and naturally like any humans in large groups eventually they group judgmental and jumped to conclusions. In droves they assigned their peasants to take up torches and pitchforks and march upon that old Victorian house on the hill, that dark and scary place none of them ever went near because it was surely far too dark and scary to be somewhere they would want to go near. The peasants marched in droves, torch and pitchfork the ready, and soon they befell the old Victorian house. The doctor knew not what to do, his house was surrounded in torches, pitchforks, and screaming peasants demanding the return of the people that actually mattered and were not at all expendable. The doctor was in a panic, he stood upon his balcony in a panic wondering what to do and why they had revolted against him. What did they mean? Who had disappeared? What had he done? He had been a trusted and loving physician to many of them for their entire lives, he had birthed many of them himself and even done much of the work for free. He always helped those in need and those suffering, he always made sure they were healthy and happy, even donating much of his family fortune to those less fortunate than himself that truly needed it. When they were cold or homeless he would let them inside his house. Many of those revolting against him right now had just the night before slept in the house because they had nowhere else to go. He had fed their hungry and literally given them the clothing off his back.