The sun has now set and the land entered into night and Charles D. has left the cave and was standing on the edge of a mountain. “This is the Stope Mountain Range,” he said. “It runs through the south western point of the country.”
“That’s right,” said a voice from above Charles D.
Charles turned around and looked up to see another vampire. “I see, There are many caves in this mountain range. The perfect hiding place for you vampires. Is the master here as well?”
“You speak as if your not one of us,” said the vampire, “But the smell tells otherwise. Perhaps you haven’t adjusted to your new life yet sometimes it takes a few days.”
“Ah yes,” Charles replied.
“As for the master not many of us know for sure but it’s said he lives in a cave atop Mt. Dream,” said the vampire as he came down from his perch above the cave entrance.
“That’s on the other side of the nation,” replied Charles, “How does he keep control of his minions.”
“That you should know by now,” said the vampire looking a bit confused. “He’s able to communicate with us telepathically and…”
“What’s wrong,” said Charles as the vampire before him started to back away looking like he’s seen a ghost.
“You traitor,” said the vampire as he lunged at Charles.
Charles took out his sword and quickly cut the vampire in half. “Seems he’s been told that I killed the other two in the cave.,” said Charles, “I guess their master really does have telepathy. That would explain why man men and I got ambushed so easily,” he thought as his mind race to the night before. “We took out a vampire that we quickly stumbled upon once we entered the village, we didn’t want it to warn it’s master before we were in position. That monster must of used that ability and came up with a way to counter attack. But… How far does his telepathy goes? Can he read my mind? Can he tell what I’m doing now?”
At the royal castle, The king was holding a meeting with his top knights.
“Only two of the royal knights remain,” said the King, “The country’s greatest warrior may now be under the control of a monster. This is just terrible.”
“This is my fault,” said one of the nights, “It was my plan that failed and I was supposed to be the smart one.
“The first thing we should do is rebuild the royal knights,” said another knight.
“Your right,” said the King, “This is now time for worrying about what has happened. We must find some way to correct it.”
“Perhaps I could be of assistance,” said a voice coming from the doorway. The King and the knights turned to see who was interrupting their meeting. At the doorway was a tall man wearing a brown tattered cape and several weapons that looked like he could use at an instance.
“Who are you,” shouted the King, “Why have you interrupted out meeting?”
“My apologies,” said the man, “My name is Riley, I have come to solve your little vampire problem.”
“You think you can stop that vampire where we royal knights were defeated,” said one of the knights sounding a little insulted. “We don’t need…”
“That’s enough,” proclaimed the king. “I take it your a vampire hunter?”
“That is correct,” said Riley. “And if I bring you the vampires head I would like 1,000 gold coins.”
“1,000 gold coins, that’s preposterous,” said the knight.
“Very well,” said the King.
“Your majesty,” Said the knights amazed that the King would offer up so much money.
“I thank you your majesty,” Said Riley, “I shall be off then to get that vampire.” And with that he left.
“Your majesty you don’t really think he’ll be able to get that vampire do you,” said the knight.
“You have already failed. The best warrior in the country has failed and is probably under his control. This is the course I’ve decided,” said the King.
“As you wish,” said the knight.