- All clear, my lord. Wait what is this? - Brook-ta-man tore the receiver from his ear and put it in the pocket of his cloak, the last glory did not reach the consciousness of the vampire. The elevator doors opened, and the sounds of gunshots and screams burst into the small spaces of the elevator car. Brook-ta-man dived briskly behind a pillar and carefully leaned out to look at what was happening. Guards bustled about in the parking lot, running between cars and firing back. From the side of the entrance, standing behind shelters, a group of people generously showered the defenses with a hail of bullets and shot. The lift was called from above. The vampire looked at the attackers, occasionally bullets hit them, he practically did not pay attention to injuries, they were Kalim's werewolves, he felt it from the radiation pulsing inside them. The werewolves were furious, a small armed squad tried to storm the head building of the vampires. People guarding the parking lot clearly did no
- Well, how are you? Good copy huh? says the obese man with a pleased expression on his face. He nods at the car parked near him. Nearby stands a man in a dark blue sweater. He examines the gleaming cocoa-bean-coloured car carefully. His gaze darts across the windshield, the rear-view mirrors, the seventeen-inch alloy wheels, the massive grille, the satisfied face of the interlocutor. His greasy cheeks seem about to burst and scatter fat over a shiny hood.- This is a new ZineLi-5 model, it is stuffed with electronics, how much did you pay for it? Asks a man with a sad look.“I gave enough to get around the city comfortably,” the fat man says, “you know, this office job is killing me, my cholesterol is going through the roof, I can’t walk anymore, and this car seems to be made for me, you know? I sat down in it, and fell in love, that's all I need. the man says, stroking the smooth lacquered side of the car. - Of course, I had to get into debt and take a couple of loans, but it's wort
The light crackle of an electric lamp abruptly changes to cotton. Small pieces of glass scatter in different directions, turning into sharp dust, from hitting the roof walls. Barely noticeable smoke coming from the light bulb quickly dissolves into the air. The roof immediately became hot, and in the center stood side by side a vampire and a werewolf, looking around intently. Reddish translucent clumps, gradually forming into small figures, surrounded them. Brook-ta-man counted about a dozen of these crimson spots, Alud's hair was ruffled on the back of his neck, he carefully watched the movements of the slightly glowing spots. The creatures became clearer every second, losing more and more blurry features.“Get ready, vampire,” the werewolf growled through his fangs, “you probably didn’t fight them, but you know everything about them.- Yes, I am familiar with their habits, if we cover each other's backs, there is a chance to win, - Brook-ta-man whispered softly. His eyes glowed blue
Alud stopped, sniffed the area. The vampire stood behind him, staring into the darkness."Over that wall," the werewolf snarled softly. The vampire tilted his head up. His eyes shone brighter, a slight smirk lit up his face. A black raven sat on the roof.- And there is his guide sitting, I'll need him for us. Without waiting for an answer, the vampire vanished into thin air. Alud walked slowly towards the site of the recent skirmish with the hunter. A dark hole in the wall occasionally crumbled with small brick chips.- Still twitching, so alive. thought the werewolf. A short cry of a bird was heard from above. Brook-ta-man, lightly pushing off the walls, went downstairs, in his hands, trying in vain to free himself, a black raven kicked. The vampire carefully looked at the hole in the wall, someone's presence was really felt, but the Shadof artifact did not allow him to notice it.And how are we going to get him out of there? - asked the vampire, a little confused. Alud didn't answe
Drops of blood occasionally fall down from the shiny surface of the blade. The viscous liquid breaks on the floor in small red rubies of spray. Lasters examines the blood-stained hieroglyphs on his short blade. The fire in the eyes gradually disappears, the look begins to give cold. On the nose, with a small hump, predatory skin folds are smoothed out. Slowly runs his tongue over the surface of the knife, leaving not a single drop of blood. Turning his head slightly to one side, he closes his eyes with pleasure, his Adam's apple twitching in a swallowing reflex. With a practiced move, Lasters tucks the dagger under his cloak into its special scabbard, the scale-like steel plates on the cloak chiming slightly, yielding to the motions of the seven hundred and fifty year old being. Underfoot lies a dead werewolf, slowly turning into a human. Blood flows from a deep wound on the neck. A little further away, Veilon reloads his pistol, the gleaming clip clattering softly into the steel assa
- In general, you correctly expressed Alud, but his blood flows in the werewolves, so we are “favorite ants”, therefore He will talk to us, and not burn us to ashes, – Duk grinned. Alud swallowed nervously. Going for advice to Volkodlak is comparable to going to the heart of a nuclear reactor.Alud felt like a man, because of the inability to use his strength and fear, penetrating him like a hundred thousand invisible needles. Suddenly, the torch illuminated a massive door of an incomprehensible appearance, the material from which the doors were sealed was impossible to determine by appearance, but the texture resembled cast iron, covered with cobwebs. Duke stopped. He stood for a moment and took a deep breath. He removes the chain from his chest, a key hangs on it, his hand directs the key into a narrow keyhole. Three turns clockwise, two in the opposite direction. The rumble of the mechanism opening the bolts, the door opens very slowly, the web breaks, the dust falls, raising smal
The ringing of the telephone receiver woke Conrod up with its ringing, he, without opening his eyes, reluctantly began to rummage through the bedside table, looking for a telephone receiver, surprisingly she was found quickly. Who the hell needs me on a Saturday morning?Hello hello, can I hear Conrod Konskin? There was a polite voice from the receiver.- Yes, it's me, I'm listening. What's happened? Who are you anyway? - Annoyed, like most people, on Saturday morning, he answered.- This is from the printing house, we have released the first batch of your book, it has already gone to the shops of the city. Your assistant asked me to tell you right away how this will happen.After a moment's pause, Conrod opened his eyes, trying to quickly disperse the thoughts that slowly crawled, not wanting to move.- Yes? Did she say so? And yes, I asked her about it myself last week, thanks, this is great news, how did you manage to release the first batch so quickly?- We break our orders into s
The cold beer was disappearing from the large glass mugs with surprising rapidity. John almost emptied his glass in one gulp, leaving some dark, frothy liquid at the bottom. Conrod is unhurried, eating freshly cooked meat. The light twilight of this small bar gave it a certain mystery and a sense of comfort. Small lamps, in the form of drops, like clusters of vines, hung from everywhere. The waiter brings another mug of unfiltered beer. The casual conversation of old friends continues. A slight ripple of intoxication ran through Conrod's head. John, too, was far away from him. He broke into a satisfied smile as he told another story. This time it was a story about a stoned taxi driver who mixed up the road and took the passenger into the forest, and then got scared and ran into the slums of trees. Whether it was true or not didn't matter. John had a very vivid way of telling such stories and, looking at his lively face, he involuntarily had to hold back a smile. At the last phrases, C
The head is separated from the body. The guard was quiet. The werewolves quickly finished off the wounded, advancing towards the elevator. The elevator chamber went down. A guard of vampires descended from above. frantically trying to stop the bleeding. The werewolf pulled out what looked like a machete and swung at him with a slanting blow. The head is separated from the body. The guard was quiet. The werewolves quickly finished off the wounded, advancing towards the elevator. The elevator chamber went down. A guard of vampires descended from above. frantically trying to stop the bleeding. The werewolf pulled out what looked like a machete and swung at him with a slanting blow. The head is separated from the body. The guard was quiet. The werewolves quickly finished off the wounded, advancing towards the elevator. The elevator chamber went down. A guard of vampires descended from above.“We must distract them, otherwise they will kill all of our people, they won’t even have time to g
Julia looked ahead of her with an unseeing gaze. Sad look, even breathing, she seemed to freeze, thinking about what happened last night. The day was rapidly fading away, giving way to the second cycle. The body felt energized. But she paid no attention to it. Immersed in her thoughts, not noticing how her feelings took on a different form of sensitivity, more subtle and varied, sitting by Alud's bed, she gently squeezed his hand. About three hours ago his convulsions had stopped and he was sleeping peacefully. The wounds healed, leaving behind small whitish lines. The hand suddenly twitched. Julia, interrupting the course of her thoughts, carefully looked at Alud. Under thin skin, eyeballs moved. The eyelids lifted, gathering the skin into micro folds, exposing the shiny surface of the eye. A dark pupil with a burgundy cut looks ahead, a sharp look, filled with power. For a second, looking around the environment, along the way listening to his body, whether it was healthy, Alud turne
* The legend of the werewolf apprentice.Avenum. His family lived on the tributary of the Dnieper - the Berezina, and worshiped Urgor, a werewolf. Little Nicody heard a lot about the terrible creature Urgor, who was revered by his family. Urgor is a werewolf, a black ghost. He often helped people, coming either in the form of a hare, or a bear, or a mighty tooth-Ra. Nicodia was very attracted by the picture of Urgor, which hung in their hut. A large black wolf with terrible blood-red eyes, as if winking at Nicodia from the image. But the boy did not attach any importance to this. But now twelve winters have passed since his birth, and one day he went to the forest. In the depths of the forest, the boy saw a huge wolf sitting motionless near a large pine tree. Nicody was not afraid of him, the meeting seemed natural to him. Suddenly, instead of a wolf, a hare appeared. Avenum was frightened, before him was Urgor himself. The boy fell down. When Nicodius got up, then there was no one e
The werewolf walked away from the dilapidated hall. As soon as Brook-ta-man ceased to feel the presence of the ancient, he immediately rushed to Eliza. After examining her, he saw that Eliza's spine was broken. Alud looked ruefully at the worried vampire and went to the center of the hall to see if Conrod was still alive. Conrod lay in a large pool of blood of Amon-ankh-Ptah, the body of the ancient still twitching and slowly drying up. When Alud came closer, he saw Konrod with burning eyes greedily drinking blood from a puddle. Alud stood up as if rooted to the spot. Conrod turned dark and greedily drank the ancient blood. His broken bones were set back into place before his eyes. Conrod abruptly stopped drinking and looked at Alud, his eyes glowing purple. Alud looked ruefully at the worried vampire and went to the center of the hall to see if Conrod was still alive. Conrod lay in a large pool of blood of Amon-ankh-Ptah, the body of the ancient still twitching and slowly drying up.
The most ancient werewolf stood before them in the flesh in its true form. Amon-ankh-Ptah, falling down, clamped his ears from the unpleasant sound emitted by the Volkodlak. The werewolf caught Amon-ankh-Ptah with his paw and pressed him to the floor with force, deep cracks formed around the ancient vampire. Amon-ankh-Ptah, falling down, clamped his ears from the unpleasant sound emitted by the Volkodlak. The werewolf caught Amon-ankh-Ptah with his paw and pressed him to the floor with force, deep cracks formed around the ancient vampire. Amon-ankh-Ptah, falling down, clamped his ears from the unpleasant sound emitted by the Volkodlak. The werewolf caught Amon-ankh-Ptah with his paw and pressed him to the floor with force, deep cracks formed around the ancient vampire."Your heat doesn't burn my body, you old fool!" The vampire snapped in an unpleasant voice. The werewolf turned his head to look at Malignus with interest. The heat around increased, the flame became bright blue occasio
- More guests? kill the impudent ones, two spectators are enough for us. the old man says irritably.Holding the bloody Morgenstern Ascadal in their hands, together with the Lord of the Shadows, obediently disappeared behind the forest of columns, going straight to the growing source of sound. The Ancient One watches as waves of energy pass through the woman and saturate Conrod's body, the Ancient One's eyes lit up in anticipation. Suddenly, something flew by and hit the column hard, breaking a solid piece out of it. It was Askadal, he lost his bearings and tried to get up, leaning with difficulty on his trembling hands. A figure in a dark robe looked curiously in the direction from which the ancient vampire had flown. the columns crackled and with a loud noise scattered before the intruder. Alud, unmistakably understood who it was, seeing red burning eyes approaching in the darkness. It was a werewolf. He walked, pulsing with a reddish light. In one of his paws, the Lord of the Shad
The Shadow Lord nodded and directed the energy from Eliza into the man, Eliza, as a conductor, unquestioningly carried out the mental order, and luminous rays stretched from her body straight into Conrod's body. Lord Askadal continued to mentally control the process of turning a person into a dark one. Now Conrod would not die from the blood of the ancient that got into him, but the process of rebirth could not occur if Lord Ascadal ceased to control the process. Duk sends a signal to Alud that it is now safe to attack. Now Conrod would not die from the blood of the ancient that got into him, but the process of rebirth could not occur if Lord Ascadal ceased to control the process. Duk sends a signal to Alud that it is now safe to attack. Now Conrod would not die from the blood of the ancient that got into him, but the process of rebirth could not occur if Lord Ascadal ceased to control the process. Duk sends a signal to Alud that it is now safe to attack.“Fanged, be ready, the time h
- Alud, this person, Eliza, she is dear to me, we are connected by many things and her life is dearer to me than my own existence. This amulet with a stone contains tremendous power, it is worth turning the protective mechanism and the energy of the sun will break out, such power will erase any vampire into powder, and possibly harm the oldest. - the vampire says, carefully holding out the bundle with the amulet. Alud looks at the vampire in surprise, slightly distracted from his thoughts. He had never even heard of such deadly artifacts. The werewolf bowed deeply, expressing the highest appreciation for the act of the vampire, and then tightly hugged Bruk-ta-man. After a moment, the vampire loosened his tense fingers, ready to plunge them into the body of the werewolf, and also embraced Alud in a sign of union.- Bloodsucker, now I trust you. Alud says.- Calm down furry, we still need to find people. We will kill the Lord of the Shadows and grind the intruder to dust. the vampire sa
The shadowy figure slowly entered the spacious parking lot of the vampire hive. With a slight movement of his fingers, the ancient scattered a few guards against the walls, turning their bodies into a bloody mess. Surveillance cameras fell like autumn tree leaves and smashed against the floor with a metallic creak. He approaches the elevator where Lord Askadal stood humbly with his head bowed.- Lord, I greet you, the Shadofs reported your luck. - Askadal says, with a slight tremor in his voice.- Our progress is inevitable, soon we will become even greater. Now take me to your brothers. - says the oldest authoritative voice. Lord Ascadal nodded hastily and opened the shiny elevator door. They entered the steel box. The elevator began to slowly climb up to the main hall of the elders.- My lord, I must tell you that after the plan, the protection system will work. Askadal says in an insinuating voice.- It does not matter, your primitive traps are not terrible for us - says the ancien