dropping it. I think that it might be best that you drink it before it does get dropped.”
“ The Platinum and White Gold bottle?”
“ Good guess.”
“ I didn’t know you cared.”
“ Someone has to care.”
Dracula raised an eyebrow and somehow even that was menacing. “I would imagine that all humans are commencing to believe that all vampires have hearts of stone.”
“ Another good guess.”
CHAPTER NINE
SOUTHWESTERN EUROPE ON THE IBERIAN PENINSULA night had fallen after a hard rain. Mother Nature had completely saturated the area though now the sky was relatively empty, but more precipitation was on the way. The five had flown east across the Atlantic Ocean from Charlotte North Carolina in bat form, and had settled into the cobbled streets of Toledo Spain. A city plush in history, with swords having been manufactured there in Roman times. They walked five abreast with the confidence of the mafia out to intimidate, all wearing charcoal suits with navy blue ties. They permitted their footsteps to echo off the walls of the nearby buildings instead of being surreptitious. The crescent moon reflected out of the large pork chop shaped puddle and into their luminescent eyes.
A club stake was cooking somewhere, and its scent wafted lightly on the air.
Stephen, Matt, Joshua, Noah and Luke were sandwiched between two buildings. Their John Lobb shoes continued to clop on the cobblestone path. It was a bit of a tradition for vampires to drop their surnames once turned into the undead as they considered themselves a new and improved species, and almost always tossed their prior history like so much junk. When the reality of a vampire was attained, their essence changed depending on their true hearts. Nasty humans tended to transform into true monsters that needed to be put down.
“ Do you hear that?” Joshua asked.
“ We all hear it,” said Matt.
They could all perceive the storm that was approaching from over fifty miles away; rumbles of distant thunder and far off wind gusts. Their hearing was supernatural and it had been a challenge to control when they were first turned into biters. The amplified sounds were quite unsettling for some vampires. It was one of the first things a new vampire had to accomplish an adjusting of one’s hearing. On rare occasions it drove them insane.
“ In the days when I was first turned,” said Matt. “Almost drove me crazy. The sound of distant thunder under a clear sky was maddening. And this guy on the next street was playing a war game, and I was running around like a fool dodging bullets. He tasted pretty good though and then I finished the game.”
They all stopped in unison, their heads turned up and to the left as a small poodle was scented up on a barred balcony relaxing and enjoying the night air. A door behind the animal revealed an illuminated living room where his master was taking a nap on the sofa, out of sight because of the elevation. The dog’s black nose twitched as it scented the gang below, and it didn’t like what it smelled. It lifted its head cautiously observing the gang of vampires. The dog’s nose was assaulted by their odor, its head jerked from the distaste of it. It allowed itself a low growl as it looked down from above.
Stephen, the leader of the five, nodded and smiled. “Watch this, gonna make a doggie pancake.”
“ Can I do it?” asked Luke.
“ No.”
“ Make it jump,” said Joshua. He adjusted his tie and watched with interest as another rumble of thunder was heard in the distance.
Stephen whispered into the night air and the white dog immediately stood tall and at attention, as if his master was beckoning him with the sweetest voice. The dog could see a non-existent trail of light dancing into the night. It then realized that something was amiss and it wanted to back up and escape but discovered that it couldn’t move unless commanded to do so. The animal
“ The Platinum and White Gold bottle?”
“ Good guess.”
“ I didn’t know you cared.”
“ Someone has to care.”
Dracula raised an eyebrow and somehow even that was menacing. “I would imagine that all humans are commencing to believe that all vampires have hearts of stone.”
“ Another good guess.”
CHAPTER NINE
SOUTHWESTERN EUROPE ON THE IBERIAN PENINSULA night had fallen after a hard rain. Mother Nature had completely saturated the area though now the sky was relatively empty, but more precipitation was on the way. The five had flown east across the Atlantic Ocean from Charlotte North Carolina in bat form, and had settled into the cobbled streets of Toledo Spain. A city plush in history, with swords having been manufactured there in Roman times. They walked five abreast with the confidence of the mafia out to intimidate, all wearing charcoal suits with navy blue ties. They permitted their footsteps to echo off the walls of the nearby buildings instead of being surreptitious. The crescent moon reflected out of the large pork chop shaped puddle and into their luminescent eyes.
A club stake was cooking somewhere, and its scent wafted lightly on the air.
Stephen, Matt, Joshua, Noah and Luke were sandwiched between two buildings. Their John Lobb shoes continued to clop on the cobblestone path. It was a bit of a tradition for vampires to drop their surnames once turned into the undead as they considered themselves a new and improved species, and almost always tossed their prior history like so much junk. When the reality of a vampire was attained, their essence changed depending on their true hearts. Nasty humans tended to transform into true monsters that needed to be put down.
“ Do you hear that?” Joshua asked.
“ We all hear it,” said Matt.
They could all perceive the storm that was approaching from over fifty miles away; rumbles of distant thunder and far off wind gusts. Their hearing was supernatural and it had been a challenge to control when they were first turned into biters. The amplified sounds were quite unsettling for some vampires. It was one of the first things a new vampire had to accomplish an adjusting of one’s hearing. On rare occasions it drove them insane.
“ In the days when I was first turned,” said Matt. “Almost drove me crazy. The sound of distant thunder under a clear sky was maddening. And this guy on the next street was playing a war game, and I was running around like a fool dodging bullets. He tasted pretty good though and then I finished the game.”
They all stopped in unison, their heads turned up and to the left as a small poodle was scented up on a barred balcony relaxing and enjoying the night air. A door behind the animal revealed an illuminated living room where his master was taking a nap on the sofa, out of sight because of the elevation. The dog’s black nose twitched as it scented the gang below, and it didn’t like what it smelled. It lifted its head cautiously observing the gang of vampires. The dog’s nose was assaulted by their odor, its head jerked from the distaste of it. It allowed itself a low growl as it looked down from above.
Stephen, the leader of the five, nodded and smiled. “Watch this, gonna make a doggie pancake.”
“ Can I do it?” asked Luke.
“ No.”
“ Make it jump,” said Joshua. He adjusted his tie and watched with interest as another rumble of thunder was heard in the distance.
Stephen whispered into the night air and the white dog immediately stood tall and at attention, as if his master was beckoning him with the sweetest voice. The dog could see a non-existent trail of light dancing into the night. It then realized that something was amiss and it wanted to back up and escape but discovered that it couldn’t move unless commanded to do so. The animal
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