''What kind of person lives in an abandoned graveyard?'' wondered Paul one more time when he and Darius parked the motorcycle right outside of it.
''A necromancer'' came the answer in his mind, Sebastian was a necromancer and as far as Paul knew, unlike Marcela, he was a member of a long forgotten and hunted bloodline of necromancers.
His eyes caught Darius whispering some strange words and hanging some weird brooches on his coat.
-What are you doing?
-I am just being cautious, he may dislike visitors and a warlock never goes anywhere unprepared...
-Any precautions for me too then?
-Nah you are the sheriff, you do not need any precautions, said Darius, a hint of irony in his voice.
''Fuck this! Necromancer or not I have a duty to my prince.'' thought Paul and opened the almost rotten, wooden door of the graveyard.
Seconds after he and Darius were standing in front of the door of an old werehouse built of stone that served as the necromancer's haven.
Paul looked one more time at Darius and then he knocked on the door.
All this time they both had the feeling they were being watched.
A strange voice answered the knock.
-Come inside Sheriff, it's open!
Paul opened the door and stepped inside followed by Darius.
The necromancer was standing only a few meters away dressed in a modern suit.
Although he was looking as a normal human an exercised eye could easily see that many features on him were quite inhuman.
-What honor brings the Sheriff and a warlock so suddenly to my house?
-Greetings Sebastian, said Darius, we are very sorry to intrude into your haven like that but it seems we have a little problem in the city and we are in need of your experience and knowledge.
-Problem? What sort of problem?
-Sheriff can you please show Mr.Sebastian what you showed us?
Paul looked back at Darius a bit annoyed that the warlock had started the conversation without letting him speak.
-Of course, Mr.Sebastian do you have a computer I could use?
-Computer? Ha ha ha well technology is not my field actually so no I don't have one. I prefer more old fashioned ways to learn news.
-Then I am afraid we will have to explain it to him, said Paul, Darius my friend go on.
-Alright, tonight a doctor at a morgue encountered a body, dead in a car accident, that kept rising from death and attacking her until she decapitated it.
-A typical zombie situation, I don't get why you need my help on that?
-Well not so typical, you see that doctor is quite a necromancer herself, said Paul hastily only to realise that for a reason Sebastian was staring at him with anger in his eyes.
Immediately Darius tried to calm everyone.
-Well not all necromancers are the same Sheriff, some are far better than others.
Sebastian seemed to calm down.
-So an Italian necromancer tried to subdue that body and failed? And you decided to come to me for help? Why wasn't I asked in the first place?
-Mr.Sebastian it was the necromancer that informed Prince James about the encounter and it was the Prince that tasked me to find out what this was and Darius proposed that you would be able to help us.
-I see...well I'll have to check the body for further information.
-That can be arranged and we also know from a reliable source that this thing has vampiric origins and that it is related to a prophecy of our kind.
-What prophecy?
-That we don't know, but we have to find some answers before the coming dawn.
-And why is that?
-Because right after my clan ... started Darius
-Because Prince James asked so! said an angry Paul, I don't want to be rude but we don't have time to lose, are you willing to help us?
-I see! For a shadow lord and a sheriff you are quite rude indeed but yes I am willing because a body cannot self-ressurect, at least that's what I have learned after many centuries. Give me 10 minutes to prepare my things and I will be right out and by the way there is no way I am riding that thing so if you don't mind we will use my car and before dawn you can come and take your bike Sheriff.
-As you wish, we will be waiting outside.
-What! said Paul when they got out, why are you looking at me like this?
-Do you have any idea what ''elder'' means?
-Well yes, mr.warlock, my creator is quite an elder herself.
-Then you should know better to speak more appropriately to them and I don' t want to mention that other thing.
-What other thing?
-Do you know our own history?
-I do!
-No you don't, Sebastian belongs to an ancient clan of necromancers that got annihilated by Marcela's clan during the start of this millenia. I tried to avoid mentioning her for a reason. Those two clans are mortal enemies and adding the fact of your rudeness I am amazed he did not attack you right there on the spot.
-Really? Well I have to admit I didn't know that story and maybe I was a bit rude but FOR ONE MORE GOD DAMN TIME I AM THE SHERIFF Darius and I don't give a fuck about his age, I am here for a threat that endangers the city and as far as I know I am the Prince's hand and I DEMAND to be treated as such!
Many city blocks away Asterios was preparing to lay down to his bed to test this knew power he was experimenting with.
He had already phoned Achilles and he would be coming to his home in half an hour.
''More than enough time to finish my part'' he thought while he was preparing the necessary ingredients.
A few city blocks away Jason was monitoring his computers for any new encounters of such things or for bodies found.
Up till now his search had proved fruitless but as a good researcher he knew that patience is the virtue of one such.
And almost in the other side of the city a puzzled Leonidas was following a lunatic to meet the Sheriff wondering if this Pablo was really crazy or he himself was crazy for following him.
Everyone got the same message from Paul.
''We meet at 23:00 at the usual warehouse''
As the necromancer's ghoul was driving through the city Paul was looking outside the car's windows.
He had a very bad feeling for this ancient vampiric prophecy.
''And I still haven't called her, she is really gonna be pissed!''
-....forget what I asked you already, he heard Darius talking to him.
-What?
-I said I hope you have not forgotten what I asked you already...
-Your experiment?
-Oh yes, I already rode that bike, it's time for your part of the deal and also Mr.Sebastian needs a body to test as well.
-Okay, Mr.Sebastian ask your driver to get us to the train station first please, I need to pick something up.
-Train station it is then!
''A necromancer'' came the answer in his mind, Sebastian was a necromancer and as far as Paul knew, unlike Marcela, he was a member of a long forgotten and hunted bloodline of necromancers.
His eyes caught Darius whispering some strange words and hanging some weird brooches on his coat.
-What are you doing?
-I am just being cautious, he may dislike visitors and a warlock never goes anywhere unprepared...
-Any precautions for me too then?
-Nah you are the sheriff, you do not need any precautions, said Darius, a hint of irony in his voice.
''Fuck this! Necromancer or not I have a duty to my prince.'' thought Paul and opened the almost rotten, wooden door of the graveyard.
Seconds after he and Darius were standing in front of the door of an old werehouse built of stone that served as the necromancer's haven.
Paul looked one more time at Darius and then he knocked on the door.
All this time they both had the feeling they were being watched.
A strange voice answered the knock.
-Come inside Sheriff, it's open!
Paul opened the door and stepped inside followed by Darius.
The necromancer was standing only a few meters away dressed in a modern suit.
Although he was looking as a normal human an exercised eye could easily see that many features on him were quite inhuman.
-What honor brings the Sheriff and a warlock so suddenly to my house?
-Greetings Sebastian, said Darius, we are very sorry to intrude into your haven like that but it seems we have a little problem in the city and we are in need of your experience and knowledge.
-Problem? What sort of problem?
-Sheriff can you please show Mr.Sebastian what you showed us?
Paul looked back at Darius a bit annoyed that the warlock had started the conversation without letting him speak.
-Of course, Mr.Sebastian do you have a computer I could use?
-Computer? Ha ha ha well technology is not my field actually so no I don't have one. I prefer more old fashioned ways to learn news.
-Then I am afraid we will have to explain it to him, said Paul, Darius my friend go on.
-Alright, tonight a doctor at a morgue encountered a body, dead in a car accident, that kept rising from death and attacking her until she decapitated it.
-A typical zombie situation, I don't get why you need my help on that?
-Well not so typical, you see that doctor is quite a necromancer herself, said Paul hastily only to realise that for a reason Sebastian was staring at him with anger in his eyes.
Immediately Darius tried to calm everyone.
-Well not all necromancers are the same Sheriff, some are far better than others.
Sebastian seemed to calm down.
-So an Italian necromancer tried to subdue that body and failed? And you decided to come to me for help? Why wasn't I asked in the first place?
-Mr.Sebastian it was the necromancer that informed Prince James about the encounter and it was the Prince that tasked me to find out what this was and Darius proposed that you would be able to help us.
-I see...well I'll have to check the body for further information.
-That can be arranged and we also know from a reliable source that this thing has vampiric origins and that it is related to a prophecy of our kind.
-What prophecy?
-That we don't know, but we have to find some answers before the coming dawn.
-And why is that?
-Because right after my clan ... started Darius
-Because Prince James asked so! said an angry Paul, I don't want to be rude but we don't have time to lose, are you willing to help us?
-I see! For a shadow lord and a sheriff you are quite rude indeed but yes I am willing because a body cannot self-ressurect, at least that's what I have learned after many centuries. Give me 10 minutes to prepare my things and I will be right out and by the way there is no way I am riding that thing so if you don't mind we will use my car and before dawn you can come and take your bike Sheriff.
-As you wish, we will be waiting outside.
-What! said Paul when they got out, why are you looking at me like this?
-Do you have any idea what ''elder'' means?
-Well yes, mr.warlock, my creator is quite an elder herself.
-Then you should know better to speak more appropriately to them and I don' t want to mention that other thing.
-What other thing?
-Do you know our own history?
-I do!
-No you don't, Sebastian belongs to an ancient clan of necromancers that got annihilated by Marcela's clan during the start of this millenia. I tried to avoid mentioning her for a reason. Those two clans are mortal enemies and adding the fact of your rudeness I am amazed he did not attack you right there on the spot.
-Really? Well I have to admit I didn't know that story and maybe I was a bit rude but FOR ONE MORE GOD DAMN TIME I AM THE SHERIFF Darius and I don't give a fuck about his age, I am here for a threat that endangers the city and as far as I know I am the Prince's hand and I DEMAND to be treated as such!
Many city blocks away Asterios was preparing to lay down to his bed to test this knew power he was experimenting with.
He had already phoned Achilles and he would be coming to his home in half an hour.
''More than enough time to finish my part'' he thought while he was preparing the necessary ingredients.
A few city blocks away Jason was monitoring his computers for any new encounters of such things or for bodies found.
Up till now his search had proved fruitless but as a good researcher he knew that patience is the virtue of one such.
And almost in the other side of the city a puzzled Leonidas was following a lunatic to meet the Sheriff wondering if this Pablo was really crazy or he himself was crazy for following him.
Everyone got the same message from Paul.
''We meet at 23:00 at the usual warehouse''
As the necromancer's ghoul was driving through the city Paul was looking outside the car's windows.
He had a very bad feeling for this ancient vampiric prophecy.
''And I still haven't called her, she is really gonna be pissed!''
-....forget what I asked you already, he heard Darius talking to him.
-What?
-I said I hope you have not forgotten what I asked you already...
-Your experiment?
-Oh yes, I already rode that bike, it's time for your part of the deal and also Mr.Sebastian needs a body to test as well.
-Okay, Mr.Sebastian ask your driver to get us to the train station first please, I need to pick something up.
-Train station it is then!
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