It was a time of forgotten peace and serenity.
A time of intense fear. A time for evils reign.
It was a time for a group of unusual heroes to
Put aside differences for a common cause,
To secretly save mankind from a greater
Evil than themselves. A demon that thrived on
Sorrow and suffering; Glorified grief and heartache.
A demon that which was DARKNESS itself.
To the old, holy city of Jerusalem our heroes made
their pilgrimage to,
In order to defeat this great evil.
However, before my tale of bloodshed, lost and evil
I must describe to you each of our dubious heroes
With a creature of the night, I shall begin.
With fangs of gleaming white and eyes as red as
Skin as pale as moonlight. Vampyre, as his kind is
Feared by humans, his prey they are.
Hair blacker than sin, flows like a river down his
In garbs of the deepest crimson and darkest black,
He blends in the shadows awaiting his human prey.
With the unnatural speed of a mountain lion
And the strength of 50 men, hawk-like vision,
Ability to control minds, and put one in a subservient
A fearsome foe, if not for his weaknesses.
Inability to withstand sun’s powerful gaze,
He rules the darkness and everything in it.
With an aversion to holy water and crosses,
Houses of God, he is not to be.
With an arrogant air; having lived hundreds of
Years, he’s seen and done it all.
There was a werewolf large and foreboding, as
His kind tends to be. He had thick limbs heavily
Dusted with hair. A mane of thick dark brown hair
To his shoulders. His face covered in hair gave him
An animalistic appearance. A nose as sensitive as a
Wolf ’s and its speed to match. A playful louse he
Expect when the moon shown in its entire full
Undergoing a massive transformation,
His wolven blood takes control, becomes a wolf does
With all its strength and ferocity. Able to tear a man
Apart, he’s to be greatly feared.
A graceful creature, the faerie, she is.
With a fragile beauty that deceives.
Her slight frame houses unbelievable power.
Faster and stronger than any human twice
Keener hearing and sight, she possesses.
Pale, smooth skin that glowed in the darkness.
Daintily pointed ears, hidden by hair as bright
As the stars.
With a gentle nature, she was kind to all.
Though when threatened, her swordsmanship
And magical skill made her a formidable
Force for any enemy.
At the beginning of the journey, I as host
Suggested that the three each tell three tales
On our long journey to the far city of
And again on our way back, upon our victory
Over the demon of death and darkness.
However, in order to choose who shall tell
The first tale, the vampire, werewolf and
Faerie decided on a battle.
With blunted weaponry, they begin…
The honor of first tale is given to the
Vampyre. With a soft, hypnotic voice,