dinsdag 10 januari 2012

Blood, Ash and darkness

September 1609
As the men left together with the priest from Amsterdam to protect the foul tempered priest from the so called monster that I was, one of their men laid there dead on the ground together with the family who raised me.

The only thing that ran through my head was to bury them together. However my time was running out before the Vampire hunters that came to the city a few weeks before would arrive to aid the Catholic's mad quest to hunt me down and have me executed as a "Vampire" in the massive market square in Amsterdam.

I carefully placed their bodies inside the house and set it aflame. The fire was clearly seen from Muiden, a town not far from where we lived.

After that I made my way to Amsterdam to meet up with this Priest face to face. In my rage only one thing went through my mind. When the priest came close to my face I recognized the same birth defect on his face that I too carried.

A cleft lip.

The more I thought about it, the more similarities I saw in him in myself, just by that one time I saw him.

I never met my father Johan, so I had nothing to compare my physiology with. But all those things started to matter less and less as I almost reached the city.
I felt my fangs growing sharper as I made my way through the streets when suddenly I smelled a familiar scent. The priest was close.

Like a dog I followed the scent till I saw him in eye distance standing in front of a home and two men dragging a woman outside. It was hard to tell who she was with blood oozing down her face. However her scent was more than familiar. It was my mother Hilde van Oudenheuvel crying and unable to stand.

From the great distance I stood I still was able to hear what the Priest was saying, even though he leaned forward to talk to her face to face.

"You had a child and didn’t register?" He said as Hilde looked down

He leaned more forward to her ear to whisper.

"You had my child and let it live?" Then he straightened himself and talked louder.

"You had an abomination, a devils pawn and have it walk this world?"

He signaled one of the men with a head nod when one of the men drew his sword and sank it into her back.
"By the name of his holiness Pope Paul the fifth you are to be executed. May god have mercy on your soul" The priest blathered out.

I couldn’t believe I just stood there and watched as my own mother died. With fury I ran toward the scene. It was as if time had stopped once again as the men didn’t even notice me. I made my way behind one of the men who was holding the sword and twisted his head backward. I then made my way to the other who stood by and made an upper kick to his jaw. Right after I made my way to the Priest as time started to catch up once more.

Two thuds on the ground behind me as the two men fell dead to the floor. I kept my eye focused on those of the priests.

"You murdered my family, killed my mother, and the most pathetic thing of all is that you knew I am your son." I said as the priest curled his hands and tremored.

"You are supposed to be a man of God! An example of the Church! You hypocrite!" I started yelling.

"Ple...please don't kill me. I am your f...f...father." The priest stuttered

"You are strongly mistaken, you were just a seed that brought life to me." I snapped back at him.
"My name is Oscar van Oudenheuvel, Son of Hilde van Oudenheuvel. I want to know... Who sentenced my death and the death of my family?" Tears rolled down my cheeks as my eyes stayed focused on the priest.

"It was that of his holiness, Pope Paul the fifth." He continued.

Suddenly the shock of it all started to hit me emotionally. I just didn't care anymore about holding myself back. 

"Do you want to know which one of the many lies you said that actually was true?" I gently said as I kept my focus on the emotions of the priests face.

"We do need blood to survive. And you're what I want!" I yelled.

I grabbed him by his shoulders and quickly sank my teeth through his thick collar into his neck. I felt his life slip away as I stopped. His lifeless corpse fell to the ground when suddenly I heard people screaming from a distance.

"A Vampire! A Vampire!" They started yelling

I quickly made my way out of the city into the darkness of the night.

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