This is entirely new territory for me, and I was turned into a vampire less than a fortnight ago. Before me stands the Queen herself, her guard - Brom, she introduces him as - pointing his gun squarely at my head in case I get any ideas to either escape through the open cell doors, … Continue reading Guardian – Part IV
It’s days before anyone else comes. I spend the time trying to ration the rest of my blood packs, experimenting with the newfound strength and abilities that come with finally being able to… drink? eat? “feed?” Whatever. Despite the eons spent fighting vampires, no one knows quite enough to separate all the myths and old … Continue reading Guardian – Part III
I’m next woken by the clanging of the prison gates, and I rise to my feet immediately. Having tracked the days and nights through the slit high up on the cell wall - too narrow to classify as a window - I know it’s been five days since that disastrous night. The hunger has only … Continue reading Guardian – Part II.
Someone must have knocked over the universe’s bucket of irony on the day I was turned into the thing I was sworn to protect the world from. Five years as a member of the Royal Guard, undone in one night. We were betrayed, had to have been. The horde of vampires we had been tracking … Continue reading Guardian [Working Title] – Part I.