A Moonlit Walk Finale:
"You know, there was a delightful story I read once where the main character had a rather profound saying. 'Everybody gets
one.'" *your voice goes stern, a dissapointed grandfather to his hellion grand daughter* "I say you have one chance for you and your hired hunters to leave. Or do you really think that you paid them enoughto deal with
me?."
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You almost laughed at the threat. You had been alive when the Pyramids were young. When the great cities of Ur, of Giglimesh, were still rising above the ground, and mankind still had the powers of the ancient past, of magics that are now long forgotten save to a few.
You had been alive for so long, that you could remember when man was a child, waking to his internal and inferior ways of life, and became better. When The Persians invaded Greece, Alexander came to you in the darkness to strike out and kill the vampire army under Darius and his Immortals.
The fact that Darius made vampires fight in silly robes and headwear and darkness in the sun, and called them Immortals truly made you think that the man and his father were lunatics. They didn't even let them use their powers efficiently. And the fact they used Vampires as just average foot soldiers rather than agents of chaos, saboteurs or even those that knew magic to bloody teach them magic when they had the chance was frankly ridiculous.
Kind of like this little girl threatening to kill you for children, hunting on grounds she did not own… hunting with hired help rather than those she considered companions and friends.
How far these young kindred have fallen, that they have forgotten that the only ones that they have to count on is people they trust.
Well, you certainly didn't. But that was because all your companions were long dead… or best forgotten in their holes in the ground, to never be disturbed again.
But you thought to a more recent time, of a time when you knew your place in this world and didn't want to retire yet… and had to teach others their place was well.
"You know, there was a delightful story I read once where the main character had a rather profound saying. 'Everybody gets
one.'" You spoke plainly, but sternly, almost as a disappointed grandfather scolding his children and grandchildren who had done something naughty.
"One?" The leader said. "What are you talking about old man?"
Such disrespect. "I say you have one chance for you and your hired hunters to leave. Or do you really think that you paid them enough to deal with
me?."
Each hunter turned to ice as you said those words, and you smiled as you saw hesitation. You turned around and looked at Mary and young Joshua, and both were huddling down behind you.
"My dear, it might be for the best if you two close your eyes." You ordered.
"Why?" She whispered.
They Choose:
D3 => 1 (poorly)
"Because you don't want to see this."
And you took a deep breath, as the hunters began to surround you before you gave a smile.
And the World turned to a void of darkness.
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The Shade:
D20 => 19
"What have you done? WHERE AM I!" The leader of the hunters screamed in terror as she tried to move, but she was seemingly bound to where she stood.
"I warned you." You said as you appeared to her, and yet, you disappeared at the same time. Catching them within your shade was something of a lucky break, you hadn't particularly done this in a while, and you were, personally, unhappy that you had to focus so hard on trying to keep it… away from the children. If you weren't protecting them, and because you wished to spare them the mind-breaking horror of what you were about to do to them…
Well, easier said than done.
But they were captured. They were dead and eviscerated, their blood filling your body with power.
But she would be different. You wanted her to understand what she had done, what she had not done.
But most of all, you wanted her to feel something she probably hadn't felt since she was mortal before she turned.
Fear. Terror. And above all else, respect.
"You chose to enter a place with no idea what you were dealing with. You chose to ignore the warnings you must have felt when you sensed my presence—the smell, the power, the magic. You thought only of your hunt, only of yourself, dismissing the foreboding sensations. Why would you heed them? After all, you are immortal, powerful, with very few equals."
You leaned in closer, your voice dropping to a low, ominous whisper. "But immortality breeds arrogance, and power without caution leads to downfall. You walked into my domain, thinking yourself invincible, but you forgot the cardinal rule of our kind: there is always something stronger, something older. I am that something. I have lived through millennia, seen the rise and fall of empires, and watched as the mighty were brought low by their hubris. I even killed a few."
Her eyes widened. You could see the dawning realization in her gaze, the growing understanding of her mistake. The fear was there now, raw and palpable, but so was a grudging respect. She was beginning to comprehend the gravity of her situation, the true depth of the danger she was in. And she could do nothing about it.
"You will learn," you continued, your tone softening just a fraction, "that respect is not just given; it is earned. And tonight, you will earn yours through understanding the power you face and the limits of your own."
You appeared behind her. "Now. Scream. Show me how weak you are. How futile your struggling is… and how much you fear your final death."
And she did, screaming so loud that you thought that the whole world could hear her, as you destroyed her, drinking every drop of blood within her.
Before she collapsed onto the ground, turning to Ash. Screaming as her soul was consumed by your own, and then there was silence.
As you enacted upon her, the final death.
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You reconstituted in front of the children, and all the hunters were naught but ash. Both stood before you in horror, trying to rationalize what they just saw.
You then licked the blood off your lips and teeth, savoring the metallic taste for a moment, and looked up at the sky with surprise. "Hm… almost sunrise. I must have played with my food for quite some time… sorry about that."
The girl was still trembling. The fear in her eyes was mixed with confusion and a hint of defiance, but she was clearly out of her depth.
Yet her brother, Joshua, looked at you like he had seen everything through the vail of the shade, and all he could do was look at your hands, and tremble.
"Now," you continued, a hint of amusement creeping into your voice, "let's go to my abode and see about finding out what I am going to do with you."
And the two children, wordlessly, and with a great deal of terror followed you home.
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Sunrise came and you didn't even feel worried about it as you were inside your home.
The wonders of modern living, with the new construction and glass-making equipment, you didn't need to pull the blinds anymore, tinted windows may cause irritation, but it didn't lead to death. And it was nice and cool, Air conditioning, by all the gods that existed, was a wonder invention.
But you sat down and saw the two children wait in your sitting room. Both terrified.
What do you do?:
[]Speak to Them: You might as well try to get them to calm down. Maybe show them you aren't such a monster. no that was wrong. Weren't going to eat them horribly.
[]Make them some breakfast: You have some mortal food that will be good enough to provide sustenance to them. Eggs, Bacon, You think you have some milk in there too?
[]Go to sleep: It was a long night, and while you are well-fed, you do want to take a nap. A few hours will be good enough.
[]Call the Sheriff: the Sheriff owes you a favor, and maybe he can get these two off of your hands.
[]Write in
AN: Enjoy.