The Blood Is Flowing Chapter One (Introductions)

When we started out there were five of us. But that was three hundred years ago today. But now only the two of us are left. All the others were hunted down and exterminated to "rid the devil" from the earth.
It started during an experiment one day. A body had been brought to us that was very strange. Elongated teeth, hair only on the head increadibly strong bones and nails. But strangest of all was that all incisions we tried to make so as to preform an autopsy healed almost instanly after the cut was made.
The man had been killed by a stake through the heart. It was a wooden one made of what appeared to be birch. Once we removed it the man's eyes opened. It was like he wasn't really dead.
He attacked us but we were able to stick a metal knife into his heart. Though we saved our lives its blood got on our skin and into our bodies. That was the the end of our normal lives.
I guess I should probably introduce myself. My name is Dante Sharavia. I am what most people would call a vampire.
The Five Nightmares as we called ourselves was made up of me and my wife Cheryl. The others were William Harryl, James Devina and Gloria Sorenson.
Only me and Cheryl have survived thus far. James was the first to die in 1739. Next was Gloria in the year 1867. William Only died about 60 years ago in the year 1945. Killed by a nuclear blast in Nagasaki, Japan.
Everything has chnged now. No longer are we hunted out right and are usually only mentioned in fairy tales and the confused coroner reports. This makes it much easier for us to feed and work anyway we want. In fact last month we worked in a hotel and could feed on the choiciest guests. The Americans tasted like grease and cholestrol while the Russians had a more of a watered down taste. I must say it was one of the best jobs we had. Currently we live in Tranyselvania. I love the idea but Cheryl just thinks its ironic to be in the home of Count Vladimir Von Tepes. He is also known as Count Dracula.
Nothing much has happened...
I press the stop button on the video camera. Cherryl walks in and notices the camera.
"Oh your still working on that. I thought that that would be done ages ago" She chuckles.
"Well do you want the children to have some crappy family history video or one they'll at least watch." I retort
"Oh come now," She placesher hand on her large belly, "we still have at least a month to go." I sigh.
"Your right. Will dinner be soon"
Oh yes. I just spotted two hikers at least a kilometer away setting up camp. They look to be Scotish I'll just go check on them"
She leaves the room walking without making a sound. How beautiful she is with her willoy figure. Never in my entire life have is seen someone so beautiful.
Night fall comes quickly and we ascend the hill where the campers are staying. We find them lying inside a tent fast a sleep. Two young men probably just out of University. The night is very quiet with only the slight blowing of the wind to cause any noise. we bend over the first one, a man with a small beard, and drink our fill. We move to the second one with out even russling the tent. We bend in closer to finish of our dinner when he jolts upright screaming. He looks at his friend before even noticing us. His eyes grow ever wider in fear. Cherryl punches him with more strength then seemed possible for her pysique. The scot falls unconcious and we finish our meal.
Outside the tent we dig a hole and throw the two bodies in. We leave the tent though because it will definately cause a confusion.
A twig snaps behind us and we whirl around. Our mouths hang open in shock. Standing before us was Gloria Sorenson.
"Hello you two. So what have i missed
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