Blood Oath By Mr KrUzz
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February 15, 2017 at 8:53 am #960999Mr kruzzMember
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While Champaign is off hunting
ghouls in the forest, she tasks
Seamus with looking after Row, just
in case she fails to return. “So this is
where you live?” Row twirls around
as she enters his house, taking in
every corner of the main room.
“Um, who exactly are you again?”
Seamus’s mother is no where near
“I’m Row,” the young bloodsucker
answers as if her name is all that
she needs to know.
“Ah yes, of course you are,” the older
woman mutters sarcastically. “How
could I forget? I guess that answers
all of my questions. I’ll just be
letting a complete stranger stay in
my home because she told me her
“That’s awfully kind of you,” Row
“Seamus, come here.” She drags her
son into a separate room by the ear.
“Who is she?”
“She’s the daughter of the
blacksmith,” he answers calmly.
“She asked me to look after her
while she leads the expedition into
“Oh dear.” His mother’s face
changes from annoyance to
concern. “What if she doesn’t
“Then we chop off Row’s head and
burry her under the house,” he is
only partially joking.
His mom is not amused in the
slightest though. “I’m serious,
Seamus; we can’t just keep a
random child here.”
“We’ll worry about it if and when the
blacksmith fails to return. Besides,
I’m sure she can look after herself,”
he mutters under his breath.
“You’re taking full responsibility for
this,” she warns him before leaving
the building. She still has several
more houses to clean even though it
is already past dark.
“Your mom is interesting.” Row
enters the same room as Seamus a
“Don’t touch anything,” he growls at
her. He is not much happier about
having to put up with a strange girl
than his mom, let alone a
bloodsucker. He is still trying to
think of a way to free himself from
his current predicament.
“Do you suppose Champaign will be
alright?” Row is worried.
“I honestly don’t care,” Seamus is
blunt. “If she doesn’t come back will
that change anything at all?”
“It will mean that you will inherit her
responsibilities, including becoming
my new source of sustenance.”
“I knew that,” he sighs. The thought
has actually been eating away at
him quite a bit. Bloodsuckers have
an abnormally long lifespan, at least
twice that of a human. At some
point Champaign will cease to exist
during Row’s lifetime and she will
be forced to seek out a new source
of food. Seamus is beginning to
wonder if he should be trying to end
the rein of this particular
bloodsucker before it has even
begun. He is not confident that he
could kill her though, even if he
caught her off guard.
“What are you thinking about?” Row
can tell that something is weighing
heavily on his mind.
“I’m thinking of killing you,” he
answers honestly. Row can not help
but laugh. She does not believe him
in the slightest. He stares at her
blankly though, thoroughly annoyed
that she is not even slightly worried
that he might actually try to harm
“So what do you do for fun?” she
continues trying to have a normal
“I like to climb things,” he answers
“Oh yeah, you are really good at
that, aren’t you?” She recalls his
attempt to escape from her when
they first met by scaling the walls
and rafters of the blacksmith shop.
“I’m actually pretty good at climbing
“I know!” he shouts angrily. “I saw it
first hand. I’m stuck as your
pathetic servant because I couldn’t
outrun you. You don’t have to
remind me about it.”
“Oh.” Her expression sinks. She had
not realized how angry he was with
her until now. Despite knowing that
humans have a natural dislike for
bloodsuckers she had assumed he
would learn to enjoy her company
the same way Champaign seems to.
It had not occurred to her that he is
technically a prisoner bound under
the threat of injury or death. “I’m
sorry…” she tries to apologize.
“Don’t,” he refuses to listen. “Don’t
pretend like you even care. I know
how bloodsuckers think. You’re
incapable of processing human
“I can feel things,” she argues.
“Sympathy and empathy are not the
same thing,” he disagrees. “You can
attempt to understand human
feelings but you will never fully
“That’s not true. I’ve been trying
really hard.” He is starting to make
her feel bad.
“You mistook a brawl for
entertainment at the town square
yesterday,” he reminds her.
“They both involve screaming,” she
moans while grabbing her head.
Listening to him is almost painful.
In truth he is almost correct about
her. She finds it difficult to emulate
human behavior. Normal things that
seem to bother the weak creatures
such as jealousy and greed make no
sense to her. She has never desired
anything in her life. The closest
feeling she can equate to it is hunger
which can be referred to as the
desire to feed.
“See, you’re completely clueless,”
Seamus continues insulting her.
“I am not,” she whines. For some
reason she seems to value his
opinion of her. Perhaps she actually
desires him not to think poorly of
her. “Wait, I think I feel something.”
She grabs her chest. “I actually
think I care about the way you see
“Well that’s great, you can emulate
ego,” he scoffs.
“I’m serious,” she is on the verge of
tears. Never has a human’s words
bothered her as much as his.
Something about him is changing
the way she thinks. She is almost
learning what it means to be
human. “Please, give me a chance
to show you,” she begs. “Ask me
anything. Present a scenario where
a human and a bloodsucker’s
choices would normally differ.”
“Fine, you want to play that sort of
game, so be it.” Seamus grins
smugly. “You are walking down the
street when suddenly a thief
appears with a knife and demands
all your money. When you refuse he
grabs a random nearby person and
threatens to stab them. What do you
“Well obviously I am stronger than a
stupid thief,” Row answers
“I thought you were going to
approach this question like a human
would,” he reminds her. “What
would a normal human do?”
“I suppose they would pay the thief
in order to save the other person’s
life,” Row surmises. “See, even I can
figure that out about humans.”
“Alright, let’s change the situation a
little bit though. Now the thief is
actually a crazed murderer. He
plans to kill one of you regardless of
money. Do you let him kill you to
protect the other person or do you
let them die to save yourself?”
“How am I supposed to answer
that?” Row whines. “It’s not fair.”
“How is it not fair? It’s a simple
question of self sacrifice.”
“No it’s not,” she continues to
disagree. “That sort of situation
depends entirely on who I am in
society. What if I were a lord or at
least a descendent of one? The
other person would be duty bound to
lay down their life for me. If they
were a lord then I would be expected
to do the same.”
“You’re thinking too logically,”
Seamus grumbles. “That’s just like
a bloodsucker, thinking before
acting. Follow your emotions and
make the choice to save the other
person, regardless of stature.”
“You’re simplifying it too much,” she
growls back. “What if the other
person were a child? Obviously I
would feel more obligated to
sacrifice myself for them. On the
same note I would feel less inclined
to save the life of a random man I’d
never met before.”
“I suppose I can see your point,”
Seamus finally allows himself to be
swayed. His example was a rather
poor one. How willing a person is to
sacrifice themselves for someone
else is entirely dependent on their
own character. Not all humans
would make the noble choice. On
the other hand a bloodsucker would
not lift a finger to save a human.
The question suddenly occurs to
Seamus, would a bloodsucker
sacrifice itself to save another
bloodsucker? He is entirely unaware
that Row’s mother did exactly that
back in Massmede. “Do you see
now why I…?” Row begins to gloat
over her victory but stops mid-
“Yeah, yeah.” Seamus rolls his eyes.
“I suppose you are better at
emulating human emotions than I
“Quiet,” Row hisses at him. “I
thought I saw something.”
“Huh, where?” Seamus glances
around the room stupidly.
“Out there.” Row points to the
window. Outside they can see the
cobblestone street dimly lit by a
“What did you see?” Seamus is
equally curious and concerned now.
“I’m not sure.” Row shakes her
head. “My eyes might just be
playing tricks on me.”
“Just spit it out,” Seamus orders
her. “I’ll be the judge of how
important it is.”
“Well… I kinda thought I saw a
person climbing into the second
story window of the inn,” she admits
while twiddling her fingers.
“You what?” Seamus is shocked.
“That’s extremely serious. You
know people have been
disappearing, right? What if you just
saw the kidnapper in the act?”
“You really think so?” Row’s eyes
“Come on, we have to make sure for
ourselves.” He grabs a lantern from
the kitchen before exiting his house.
“Wait for me,” she calls after him as
she follows quickly behind.
“Which window was it?” he asks
while striking a match on his boot
to light the lantern.
“Front facing. The one you can see
from your house,” she answers.
“Hello,” Seamus whispers as he
dances the light from his lantern
over the glass of the window.
“Don’t wake them,” Row whimpers.
“If they answer then they weren’t
asleep to begin with,” he informs
her. The curtains behind the glass of
the window sway from side to side
ominously, as if they have just been
disturbed. “I think you’re right.
Someone just went in through
“What do we do?” Row moans
“You wait here.” Seamus hands her
the lantern. She watches as he steps
back in order to get a running start.
It is actually impressive to see him
scale the side of the building like a
cat despite the fact that she could
obviously do a better job. He
slithers through the window silently
but almost immediately falls right
back out, having been pushed by
something or someone.
“Seamus!” Row shouts while
tossing the lantern aside and
opening her arms to catch him. If
she were a normal human girl it
would do no good but with the
strength of a bloodsucker she is
able to support his weight entirely.
“Seamus, what happened?” she
gasps while dropping him to the
ground. She is unable to lift him
properly for very long.
“He pushed me,” Seamus spits
angrily while standing back up and
dusting himself off.
“I have no idea what that thing is.”
Seamus points up to the window
where a pale face is staring back
down at them.
“Clouse?” Row raises a confused
“Clouse?” Seamus recognizes the
“He smells just like Clouse… only
different somehow,” Row mumbles
“Bloodsuckers really are impressive,
aren’t they,” Seamus is actually in
awe of her for once. She hisses at
him for mentioning her secret out
loud though. “Wait a second; Clouse
was the third person to go missing,
wasn’t he?” Seamus realizes. “What
he is doing here now.”
“Why don’t you ask him,” Row
suggests with a shrug.
Seamus can’t see a reason not to.
“Hey Clouse, where have you been?”
he shouts up to the pale faced man.
“That is you, isn’t it Clouse?”
“Aye.” The figure nods.
“Come down here so we can talk.”
Seamus waves to him. The man
seems confused but he obeys,
climbing down from the window in a
sort of daze. “What’s wrong with
you, Clouse?” Seamus leans close to
him, trying to get a better look.
“Don’t.” Row quickly pulls him back
as Clouse lunges at him with his
mouth open, almost like he is trying
to bite him.
“What on earth?” Seamus’s eyes are
wide in shock. “What is he?”
“He smells like a ghoul,” Row
“Are you saying he’s been turned?
“I, I’m not a ghoul,” Clouse seems
suddenly scared. “Please, you have
to help me. He’s going to kill me.”
“Who’s going to kill you?” Seamus
asks. “Start from the beginning.
Where have you been?”
“He took me.” Clouse’s eyes dilate
as he starts to remember. Seamus
and Row both note that they are
almost glowing yellow by the light
of the lamppost, just like a ghoul’s.
“Who took you?” Seamus tries to
keep him focused.
“The man. Well, he wasn’t a man,
not anymore. His skin was gray and
he looked like a ghost.”
“You look like a ghost,” Seamus
“Don’t say that,” Clouse hisses at
him. “I’m not a ghoul; I’m not like
“I hate to say it but I think you are.”
Seamus eyes him up and down.
“Did this man feed on you? Is that
what happened? Did he drain you of
life until you turned into this?”
“He said he was helping me,”
Clouse whimpers. “He said I would
feel so much better when he was
done. He lied to me; I don’t feel
stronger, I don’t feel more alive. I
feel dead inside. I feel lonely and
weak and hungry; oh so very
hungry.” His eyes flash a bit brighter
as he says this, causing both
Seamus and Row to back up.
“What’s wrong?” He can sense their
fear. “I’m not a ghoul, I swear.”
“I’m sorry.” Seamus retrieves the
lantern Row tossed and relights it.
“What are you doing?” Clouse steps
“Stay back.” Seamus warns him
while waving the lantern at him.
“Hey, calm down.” Clouse takes
another step regardless.
“Why are you here?” Row speaks up
“Huh?” Clouse’s eyebrows twist in
“Why did you come to the inn?” she
clarifies. “Whose room is that?”
“I don’t know.” He shrugs. “I only
came because he told me to. He
told me to find more people to join
him. He turns a different person
each night. He wants to make an
army of us.”
“Oh no,” Seamus groans.
“I didn’t want to do it,” Clouse
whimpers. “I have to do what he
says though. I can’t go back empty
“This is why I hate bloodsuckers.”
Seamus glares at Row.
“This isn’t the work of a
bloodsucker,” she argues. “He said
he was as pale as a ghoul.
Somehow a human got turned and
now he’s turning others.”
“He was probably turned by a
bloodsucker,” Seamus spouts
accusingly. “Even if he wasn’t, there
wouldn’t be any ghouls if it weren’t
for them. All of this is their fault
“If you want to blame someone then
blame the demigods,” Row spits
“Demigods protect us from the likes
of you,” Seamus defends.
“Demigods nearly drove us extinct,”
Row shouts. “Before they showed up
we were always careful not to create
“How do you justify creating these
creatures at all?”
“They keep the demigods busy.
Without them we’d have been killed
off a long time ago,” she explains.
“Such a selfish species.” Seamus
rolls his eyes.
“Um, it seems you two are busy,”
Clouse laughs nervously while
“Not so fast.” Seamus smacks him
in the face with the lantern,
shattering it and spilling burning oil
all over him. Clouse begins to
scream and run in circles.
“What did you do that for?” Row
“I’m not letting a ghoul run free,”
Seamus answers sternly.
“He is our only lead at finding this
intelligent ghoul who is turning
other humans. Do want him to
“Well…” Seamus doesn’t want to
admit that she is right. His chance
to do so is cut short by the sound of
Clouse falling over. The fire has
spread down from his face to
encompass his whole body. Even if
they tried there is no way they can
save him now.
“Well that’s just great.” Row scowls
at Seamus. She can’t believe how
easily he is letting his prejudice
against bloodsuckers cloud his
better judgment. “How exactly are
we supposed to find the rest of these
human ghouls now?”
“Maybe we don’t need to,” Seamus
“Of course we need to!” she starts to
shout again. “If we don’t deal with
these disappearances then the
council will vote to contact Turok for
aid and I’ll have to move and you’re
sadly mistaken if you think we’re
leaving you behind so you can tell
him we were even here. No, you’re
coming with us when we run, dead
Seamus is not even listening to her.
He places a finger to his lips
warning to be quiet but she is too
angry to obey. “What is wrong with
you?” she demands. “Why won’t you
“I think we’re in trouble,” he mutters.
“You’re gonna be in trouble if you
don’t…” her sentence is cut off by
Seamus as he grabs her head and
turns her around. She falls
completely silent as she realizes
what he has been looking at this
entire time. There are four
humanoid figures surround them, all
just as pale and pasty as Clouse.
“Nice of you to kill our friend,” the
apparent leader speaks first. He is a
tall man with more muscle than
Cabith yet not overly large. He has
long black hair that seems sleek
with sweat or grease, probably from
living in the forest for however long.
“Who are you?” Seamus demands.
He already has a pretty good idea
though. All three of the other human
ghouls are familiar faces from Bos
Stad. Each one went missing during
the past week. “I’m so sorry,” he
sighs while looking into Doreen’s
eyes. She is a sixteen year old girl
he knew from around the village.
She was always so lively and
vibrant. Now she looks pale and
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“Do not pity them,” the leader
laughs. “I have freed them of the
prison chain that is humanity. They
are now stronger and faster and
“All they are is animals,” Row spits.
“Ghouls are not bloodsuckers. They
don’t even compare.”
“Is that what you are?” the leader
finally takes notice of her. “I thought
you smelled different somehow.”
“I am a royal bloodsucker, heir of
Lord Ironglave and Lady Owleen.
You would do well to listen to me.”
“Is this the part where you threaten
me?” he laughs again. “I’m not
afraid of a child, little one. I know
why you wish to rid this town of me.
You fear the demigod Turok. For
someone so proud of your lineage
you’re quite weak.”
“Isn’t he scared of Turok?” Seamus
“If he isn’t then he’s a fool.” Row
shakes her head solemnly. “Perhaps
he plans to have turned this entire
town into a ghoul army before Turok
arrives. It still will not help him
though. There is a reason Turok is
still alive after two centuries while
most of the original hundred
demigods have fallen. He is not
weak. He will tear through this town
“Are you trying to frighten me off,
little girl?” the leader’s laughter is
becoming annoying. “I fear no man,
demigod or not. Even one such as
Turok can not stand against an
army. Once I have defeated him I
shall go on to slay the rest of the
remaining demigods. I shall be the
herald of a new age of ghouls.
Humans and bloodsuckers will be a
thing of the past.”
“I pity you.” Seamus can see tears
filling Row’s eyes. “You shall taste
the sting of Arma Tua like my
“Arma what? Aren’t those the
mythical weapons given to the
demigods two hundred years ago?”
“They’re real,” Row assures him.
“Champaign almost died by one of
them; Arma Tua, a powerful axe
with the ability to ignore one’s
armor at will. It is impossible to
defend against. Demigods didn’t
gain their titles by accident.”
“You’re really scared of this thing,
aren’t you?” Seamus’s eyes are
wide. He has never felt pity toward
Row before today. He almost feels
bad for the loss of her mother and
the death that awaits her if she ever
encounters Turok again. It is not
enough to sway him though. He still
needs her to release him from his
“Enough talk,” the lead ghoul
growls. “I will show you how
powerful I have become.” He bares
his teeth, which are just as sharp as
the wolves in the forest. His
fingernails have also grown like
claws and his eyes are glowing
yellow. He is more animal than
He and his three subordinates all
pounce at once, pinning both Row
and Seamus to the ground. Their
claws and teeth immediately start
tearing into the pair’s flesh, causing
them both to scream. This is the
most pain Seamus has ever felt. Of
course, Row has not been so lucky.
In fact, this is nothing compared to
the wolf which nearly swallowed her
It almost comes as a surprise to the
other ghouls when Doreen starts to
scream in place of Row. The young
bloodsucker has sunk her fangs into
the former human’s arm and twisted
it painfully. It almost seems ready
to snap clean off. As ghouls are in
essence the husk that is left when
all life force has been drained, there
is practically nothing for Row to feed
on. Instead she rips the flesh from
Doreen’s arm, straight down to the
bone, rendering it useless without
any muscle to move it.
“Wha-what did you do?” she
screams. Row’s eyes are glowing
red and her mouth is dripping with
blood. She has already let her
instincts take over. Luckily for
Seamus the three other ghouls
choose to leave him alone in order
to attack Row all at once. Though
his wounds are deep, he has
suffered no permanent damage in
the short time they were upon him.
Row takes a stance as the three
ghouls charge at her. She bites into
the only other female’s shoulder and
flingers her into the air like a rag
doll. She crashes to the ground a
few feet away from Clouse’s body
just as the leader tackles Row. He
pins her to the ground again and
bites into her throat, attempting to
suck out her life force. It has been a
while since she has fed though and
there is hardly anything to take.
Row uses her legs to fling him off of
her before pulling herself to her feet
just in time to avoid being pounced
upon by the third and final ghoul.
With her remaining life force drained
she is weak though. She is barely
able to stumble out of his reach as
he scampers along the ground after
her. When she trips, he is upon her,
sinking his teeth into her flesh and
ripping it from her torso. She wails
in pain at first but quickly falls
silent, making only a slight gurgling
sound as blood pours from her
Seamus has managed to drag
himself out of the street. He has just
slumped against the door to the inn
when the lead ghoul grabs hold of
his legs and pulls him backwards.
He digs his fingernails into the
ground but it is no use. They
actually begin to peel off as he is
dragged over the cobblestone once
again. “Let’s hope you prove better
sustenance,” the ghoul hisses while
biting into the back of his neck.
Seamus is unable to even scream
as he feels his blood spurting out.
Suddenly the sound of a whimpering
animal draws all four ghouls’
attention away from their prey. A
pitch black wolf is leaping from
rooftop to rooftop as fast as it can.
How it even got past the tall wooden
gates of the village is a mystery. It is
very obviously being pursued by
something though; a figure clad in
armor, sprinting through the streets
below with fierce determination.
Without anymore roofs within
jumping distance, the wolf lands in
the middle of the street, directly in
front of the inn. It has a look of utter
fear on its face. With the street filled
with ghouls it can’t decide which
way to run. As they are practically
unconscious neither Seamus nor
Row are able to notice a splintered
arrow s---t protruding from where
its right eye should be.
It has just decided to charge toward
the collection of people fighting in
the plaza when the armored figure
appears from the street corner
directly behind it. It leaps at the lead
ghoul, trying to catch him off guard,
but is too slow. It falls to the ground
with a horrible whimper as a slew of
arrows strikes it square in the back,
directly between the shoulders. “Got
you!” Champaign shouts as she
tosses her bow into the air.
The four human ghouls all stare at
each other in utter shock. They have
no idea what is going on. The armor
clad blacksmith seems unaware of
what they are though. It takes her a
mere moment to recognize her
charge underneath the second male
though. “Release her!” she shouts
while drawing her sword.
“Who… what…?” he is too confused
“I said get off her!” Champaign
brings her broad sword down on
him, slicing his head from his
shoulders without the slightest bit of
The leader and his two remaining
followers quickly leap away from
their prey before the former knight
can dispatch them as well. “Who are
you?” the leader asks.
“I should be asking you that,”
Champaign spits angrily. “What
have you done to my lady?”
“Are you not aware of what she is,
human?” the leader asks. “She is a
bloodsucker. She is an enemy to
“And what are you then?” she
counters. “From the looks of it you
are all ghouls. You are not welcome
in my town.” She moves to tower
over Doreen who has not yet
recovered from her torn arm and is
unable to flee.
The other female ghoul winces as
Champaign stabs her through the
skull, killing her instantly. “Go, now.
We have to go.” She tries to drag her
“I’m no coward.” He shoves her off.
“I’m not afraid of you.”
“You should be.” Champaign grits to
her teeth as she takes a stance.
Row’s eyes flutter open at the sound
of her guardian’s voice. “You’re
pathetic.” She spits blood at the
lead ghoul. “You wanted to face
Turok but you can’t even fight a
“Shut up!” His anger is taking over.
He crouches down like a cat before
leaping towards Champaign with
his claws out. She turns sideways
to avoid him easily while also
slicing off a good amount of his
flowing hair. His eyes glow brighter
as he hisses angrily. He spins
around to charge again but
Champaign has already retaken her
This time she doesn’t move, letting
him tackle her to the ground while
trying to bite through her armor,
which is practically impossible.
Before he can retreat she has
brought the hilt of her sword down
on his head. He falls backwards
dizzily as the glow fades from his
eyes for a moment. He is able to
recover in time before Champaign
can swing her sword at his throat
“What’s wrong?” the former knight
taunts him. “Did I hear my lady say
you were planning to take on
“Yeah, that’s right. I’m going to turn
Bos Stad into the largest stronghold
imaginable,” he answers while
scampering to his feet.
“Why?” Champaign is genuinely
curious. “Were you not human once
“Humans are weak,” he scoffs. “I
was a vassal for a lord for ten years.
Do you know what I have to show
for it? His lordship and I were
attacked by ghouls while traveling
throughout his settlement. Luckily
his lordship managed to escape… by
throwing me from the carriage as a
“Oh you poor thing,” Champaign
clicks her tongue. It is unclear
whether or not she is being
sarcastic. The former knight rarely
displays anything resembling a
sense of humor.
“I will have my revenge!” the ghoul
bellows. “Lord Glasstien shall pay
for abandoning me. He will face the
nightmare that I have become.”
“And to have your revenge you must
annex the citizens of Bos Stad?”
Champaign asks cautiously.
“I need an army. I need to be
powerful enough to defeat lords and
demigods alike. I plan to create a
new world where ghouls can live
freely. My days as a human are
over. This is all I have left.”
“Well then I am sorry, sir, but that
makes you my enemy.” Champaign
raises her sword.
“Why can’t you understand?” he
growls while leaping toward her
again. By now his eyes have started
glowing once more. He seems
strangely stronger than before,
perhaps due to determination,
perhaps due to having fed on
Seamus for at least a short while.
Either way Champaign is fully
prepared. She uses the flat of her
blade to block his claws and swiftly
slice them off. Unlike Row’s they are
not as strong as steel. He is hardly
daunted though. The pain he
receives from each blow she lands
is nothing compared to the penalty
he will suffer if she defeats him,
which will most definitely be death.
It is universally accepted by humans
that all ghouls and bloodsuckers are
to be killed on sight.
“What is your name?” Champaign
asks as her eyes follow the ghoul.
He is pacing back and forth just out
of her reach, looking for another
opening. “I feel you deserve at least
that much; a name on your
tombstone. All of your subordinates
were once fellow citizens of Bos
Stad but you are obviously not from
“You want to know my name? Sure,
I’ll tell you. One day you will all
revere me as the spark that started a
new way of life. I am the dawn of a
new era. I am the herald of the age
of ghouls. I am Rashad the beast.
“So the name is Rashad. It is a
noble name, indeed. ” Champaign
nods approvingly. “I only wish you
were still human.”
“Oh stop preaching,” Rashad scoffs.
“You have betrayed humanity. You
are a sympathizer and an
accomplice of bloodsuckers. If I
were to turn you, you might actually
choose to become my ally. Is that
possible? Why don’t you give it
“I already have a purpose.”
Champaign shakes her head. “Even
if I succumb to the horror that is
inhumanity as a ghoul I shall
continue to protect my lady. I will
not follow you.”
“Well that really is too bad,” Rashad
hisses while leaping at her again.
This time he stays low to the
ground, dodging each swing from
her sword with ease. He may have
once been a human but he has been
developing his skills as a ghoul ever
since the day he turned. He really
has abandoned his former life for
this one. As he said, what choice
does he have?
After trekking through the woods for
several hours and chasing the one
eyed ghoul wolf all the way back to
the village, Champaign is more than
a little tired. Rashad however seems
full of energy and intent on fighting
to the death. If only the former
knight had the rest of her expedition
with her; they might assist her in
making quick work of this human
Eventually Champaign gives up
swinging at the quick footed ghoul
all together. Instead she stands
perfectly still, waiting for him to
attack her. He circles around her
multiple times, looking for the
slightest opening. Of course even
when she is not facing in his
direction it is difficult; she is fully
clad in armor making it impossible
to actually injure her even if he were
fast enough to strike in her blind
“What are you waiting for?”
Champaign resorts to baiting him.
“Aren’t you planning to transform
this whole village into your loyal
followers? Wouldn’t it be best to
eliminate people like me first? Hurry
or the sun might come up. I’ve
always been curious why ghouls
only hunt at night? Does the sun
burn you? I can’t wait to see.”
“Shut up!” Rashad takes the bait. He
may have accepted his new life as a
ghoul but that doesn’t mean he
does not have regrets. He does not
enjoy being looked down upon like
an animal. With his rage clouding
his judgment he circles around the
former knight one more time before
darting towards her from directly
behind. It is not the opening he was
hoping for but it is the best he will
It doesn’t seem to be enough
though. Champaign spins around on
her heels the moment his claws
reach the space between her armor
on her torso. His hand is caught and
yanked painfully, tearing the tissue
within and eliciting an animalistic
yelp from his mouth. He once again
attempts to scamper back to a safe
distance but he can no long bound
Champaign’s blade catches him in
the back of the leg as he turns to
run. He tumbles forward and comes
to a stop a few feet away from
Seamus, who is still unconscious.
The seemingly small wound on the
back of his thigh is bleeding
profusely though. Champaign must
have nicked something important.
“Wha-what’s happening to me?”
Rashad demands in a slurred voice
as his vision starts to blur.
“A healer once told me that ghouls
pump blood at a faster rate than
normal creatures. With a proper
wound in the proper place, you can
latterly cause them to bleed
themselves to death.”
“Ha, nice try, but I can keep myself
alive through sheer force of will.” He
reaches out to grab Seamus, hoping
to replenish his life force through
“No!” Row, who he had not seen
approaching, leaps at his arm,
sinking her teeth into it and severing
it from his shoulder.
“Huh?” he is too shocked to
respond. “I can’t feel…”
Row’s eyes are glowing red as she
curls up in front of the inn door like
an animal protecting its kill.
Champaign can guess that she is
restoring herself by feeding on what
little life force Rashad’s arm
contains. A few years ago it would
have been enough to make her sick.
Now she is practically used to living
with this terrifying creature and
watching her feed on everything
from stray animals to the former
Row does not seem to enjoy the
taste of ghoul at all though. As her
glowing eyes glance over the
bleeding stump that remains she
catches sight of Seamus’s limp
form. She is still in control of herself
enough to know she attacked
Rashad to protect him. She doesn’t
however realize anymore why she
would do such a thing. She is so
hungry right now and he smells like
nothing more than food.
Champaign can tell what her
mistress is thinking. As a proper
human she should attempt to stop
her. However she has abandoned
humanity in the service of her
mistress. She has no emotional tie
to Seamus and sees no reason why
she should not let her charge
consume him. It would definitely
eliminate the chance of him ever
revealing their secret. His death
could simply be blamed on the
humanoid ghoul bleeding and
sobbing in front of her.
Champaign’s focus shifts as she
realizes that Rashad is not
completely immobilized. He is still
dragging himself toward Seamus
with his one remaining arm. “I can
do it,” he whispers. “I’ve seen the
ghouls in the forest re-grow their
limbs with enough raw flesh. Come
here little one, your suffering will be
Champaign stabs her sword into the
ground between Rashad and
Seamus, blocking his only chance
to recover from his two mortal
wounds. “This meal belongs to my
lady,” she informs him sternly.
Rashad’s eyes widen pleadingly.
“But, but, I need him. I need to
survive. I need to take my revenge
on Lord Glasstien.” Champaign
doesn’t respond. Instead she lifts
her armored foot as high as she can
and brings it down on the poor
ghoul’s skull, knocking him out
“Oh god,” his final subordinate
gasps in fear. She has been
watching throughout the entire
ordeal without making a move or a
sound. “Please, please don’t kill me.
I never wanted any part of this.
“Just let me go. I’ll never bother you
Champaign shakes her head. “If I do
that, you’ll just continue to feed on
“I won’t, I promise. I’ll eat animals
in the woods. I won’t ever come
near another human being again.
Just please don’t kill me,” she begs.
“I’d like to believe you, I really
would,” Champaign’s voice is cold
and cruel. The ghoul turns to run as
the former knight retrieves her bow
from the ground where it landed
after she tossed it. She has made it
almost a block away before
Champaign’s final arrow catches up
to her, puncturing her in the back of
the neck bringing instantaneous
Row’s eyes are glowing red as she
watches. Not a single hint of
remorse shows on her face. Her
attention quickly returns to Seamus
though. It is lucky that he has
passed out from blood loss or her
might be screaming at the top of his
lungs at this very moment, trying to
wake the town so they all can see
the truth about the bloodsucker that
lives amongst them.
“Alright, here we go,” Champaign
grunts as she lifts her charge from
the ground. “You have to hurry; my
men will be here any minute.” Row
does not argue. She sinks her fangs
into her guardian’s exposed neck,
drinking her blood and life force
deeply. Champaign struggles to
remain standing as Row siphons
more than she has ever before, a
definite necessity in order to recover
from her wounds.
The hungry bloodsucker seems
entirely able to control herself this
time though, stopping long before
her guardian’s life is even in danger.
“Thank you.” She smiles up at
Champaign weakly after she sets her
“What about him?” the former knight
gestures to Seamus who is still
lying face down on the cobblestone
street. “Shall we leave him?”
“No.” Row shakes her head. Despite
his obvious hatred of her, she holds
no ill will for him. She in fact might
even regret it later if she decided to
let him perish. Ever so gently she
presses her fangs into the already
existent wound on his neck in order
to transfer some of Champaign’s life
force to him.
Almost immediately he begins to
cough and sputter, jerking violently
while rolling over to stare at his
savior. “What did you do to me?” he
“He’s fine,” she sighs while standing
Seamus has just pulled himself into
a sitting position when the sound of
approaching footsteps draws his
attention. He turns his head to look
as eight men clamor to a halt in
front of Champaign, all saluting like
good soldiers. “Men.” She salutes
them back. “Is this all that’s left of
“What did you expect?” Nordis, who
has adopted the job of leader,
responds coldly. “You left us to fend
for ourselves in the middle of the
“I’m sorry.” Champaign’s eyes
widen. It is obvious she had not
even considered her men’s safety
when she left them. “I had to protect
the village. Who knows what a lone
ghoul could do among defenseless
civilians. I thought you could handle
yourselves. You volunteered after
“We’re not soldiers, sir.” Nordis
continues to glare at her. “What are
you exactly? You look like an actual
knight clad in glimmering armor.
What are you?” he repeats.
“I’m a blacksmith,” she lies to his
face. “Who all did we lose?” she tries
to change the subject.
“Anthon and Garth didn’t make it
back and you already know what
happened to Heidus,” Nordis
“What about Cabith?” Champaign’s
face shows genuine concern for
once. If she had to choose a favorite
from her makeshift expedition it
would have to be the smart
“He stayed behind at the gate to
make sure none of the ghouls could
get in. They seem wild enough to try
scaling the walls tonight, much like
that wolf you chased in here.”
Nordis gestures to the dead animal
on the ground. “My god, what
happened here?” he finally realizes
the carnage they are standing in.
“Here, this is the ghoul responsible
for the disappearances.” Seamus
points at the only surviving human
ghoul, still unconscious from
Champaign’s blow to his head.
“What should we do with him?”
Nordis’s eyes are wide in awe.
“He won’t last long as he is. Lock
him up but don’t treat his wounds,”
Champaign orders. “We’ll have the
council pass judgment tomorrow.
This way the people of Bos Stad can
have peace of mind that this whole
ordeal is over. There is no need to
contact Turok or any other
“You really don’t like the demigods,
do you?” Nordis frowns at her while
directing two younger men to carry
the unconscious figure towards the
town lockup. “We’ll inform the
council of this first thing in the
morning,” he assures Champaign
before giving a final salute, which
she returns. “Oh, one more thing;
Cabith didn’t look too well when we
left him. I’m not sure he’ll make it
through the night.”
“Goddamn idiot,” Champaign
grumbles. “Thank you for
everything, Nordis, I mean it.” She
waves as she sprints off in the
direction of the gate.
“Sir, don’t expect me to follow you
into battle ever again,” he calls after
her. “I’m wise to you now.” She
pretends not to hear him as she
disappears down the street, leaving
her mistress behind with Seamus
who is still propped up against the
door to the inn. He is quickly yanked
to his feet by Row though, who
proceeds to drag him along the
street in pursuit of her guardian.
Cabith is propping himself up at the
entrance of the village with a spear
when Champaign finds him. “Dear
lord, what are you doing, man?” she
snaps at him.
“I really don’t know,” he laughs
while wheezing. “I suppose I didn’t
want the rest of the men to see my
“Why haven’t you gone to see
Roderick yet?” she demands.
“If he can fix this, I’d pay to see it,”
Cabith coughs while opening his
trench coat to reveal a large hole in
“What happened?” Champaign
“One of those d--n birds flew
straight through me,” Cabith
answers with a groan. “I didn’t even
realize the damage it’d done at first.
So, do you think Roderick can fix me
up? Be honest now.”
“Of course he can.” Champaign
smiles at him sweetly, surprising
both Row and Seamus. Never have
they seen the former knight show
any sort of positive emotion. She
seems to be shaped entirely out of
solemn experiences and stern
“You’re lying,” Cabith scoffs. “Don’t
you know better than to lie to a
“I’m not lying,” Champaign assures
him. Everything’s going to be just
fine. Close your eyes now, you must
be getting tired. I’ll carry you to
“Ah, that’s all I need; to be carried
by a woman.” Cabith’s protests
seem unnecessary though as he
soon passes out from blood loss.
“Why did you lie to him?” Seamus is
“Because he’s going to be fine, isn’t
he, Row?” the former knight turns
her attention to her charge.
“Oh no,” Seamus groans.
“I don’t think I have enough life
force to help him though,” Row
“It’s alright, just borrow what you
need from me.” Champaign offers
her neck to the bloodsucker. “We
just need him to live long enough for
Roderick to heal him properly.”
“Are you sure?” Row is cautious.
“Does this man really mean that
much to you?”
“Despite everything he has done in
the past two years he’s still the only
reason either of us is alive today,”
Champaign reminds her. “I’ll be
damned if I’m going to let him die
when I know we can save him.”
“As you wish.” Row shrugs before
biting her guardian once more.
Seamus is slightly unnerved by her
calm reaction. It seems she is still
not as good at emulating human
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