Cronicles of Martos
Copyright© 2005 by Grim Martos
Chapter 1: Prelude To A Night
In the city, the night slowly crept. The rush hour of the day died down, and the city slowly sank into deep silence. There were few people on the streets, as there were a lot of attacks on late night wanderers, and the police was completely baffled by these attacks. But still, there was a young woman walking haste fully trough a small alley. She was obviously afraid that something might happen to her while she was walking alone so late in the night, so she walked fast. High above her, on a broken street lamp, stood the dark predator that held this city in terror. He was a young man, very athletic, with a long dark hair, that freely rested on his shoulders. He was dressed in black pants, with a dark blue shirt and a long black coat that made him even more difficult to notice.
He knelt on the lamp and watched the woman walk. In his black eyes one could see the bloodlust as he stared at her. When she passed the lamp he was on, he jumped off the five meter high lamp, and in one fluid motion, landed on his feet with no injury, for this was no man, this was a vampire, probably the last in the world, and he was very old and powerful. He had been feeding of the citizens of this city for over a month, and now, he was stalking his next victim.
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