NOVEL NEXT Chapter 34: [33]
I look around finding myself in a ruined still burning city devoid of all life…besides myself and Gar..I couldn't even hear worms…worming through the dirt underneath my knees.
"Haa, I think I could use a nap…what about you Gar?" I sigh and then ask Gar, Gar whimpers and flops down beside me and gives me a cute side eye, that says count me in.
Gently pushing against Gar's side making him lay on his side, I remove my sword sheath from my back and rest my head and shoulders against Gar's side and close my eyes and cast a stasis spell I learned a few hundred years ago in India on us.
A spell that'll last for probably 300 years…with the amount of power I'm going to put into it.
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"Well Gar…it doesn't seem like anyone is going to come let us out…so how about…a prison break?" I say Gar and then ask him, Garmr looks at me, tilts his head to the side and conveys feelings of interest towards playing a new game…after 238 years of being in stasis.
'Hmm, that's a bit strange, I'm not hallucinating, the voices and illusions of Latherga or the others…maybe the residual curse effect wore off or was broken when I was sent here…damn I'm starving…' I hum consideringly in my mind as I look down at my gray skinned sunken hand with blue veins visible.
Gar jumps on me playfully and we roll around, play wrestling for a bit though the pain of starvation…makes it difficult for me to put up any real fight.
I laugh as Gar huffs and just dead drops onto me, "Get off of me you big furry beast." I playfully say and Gar slaps his paw down on my face that very nearly covers my face entirely.
"Alright Gar, get off of me…it's time to get out of this shit hole." I say to Gar, who presses his nose against my cheek after removing his paw.
Standing up drawing my Katana from its sheath and starting drawing energy from my prison world and channeling it into my sword making the nearly unnoticeable ripples in the blade glow blue, I feel something through the blade and I move as if guided by the blade itself.
"HAAA ! ! !" I roar and a black blue tip opens up in front of me, "Wonder where that goes?" I mutter aloud while admiring the slash in space time.
'Anywhere is better than here.' I mutter in my mind..
"Garmr to me!" I command and Gar and I jump into the black square.
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"Haa." I release a pain filled exhausted sigh, as Gar whimpers beside me…as our senses are bombarded by sensory overload…sounds so lost to me yet so familiar…I manage to put my sword into it's sheath on my back.
Finding myself in a shady trash filled alley with puddles of stagnant water lingering.
The sounds and smells of New York city…more specifically, the Williamsburg neighborhood in Brooklyn New York, 'Yes if you travel enough in your past life you can remember sections of a city by smell.' I mutter internally.
'Wait, How…how did I end up in New York…and…is that nightclub music…? That smell…it's-its intoxicating…so delicious.' I wonder in my mind as I hear the upbeat sounds of club music…and then the sweetest…most delicious smelling scent I've ever smelled before hits my nostrils.
My head turns almost on instinct…and I see a woman with long wavy dark hair wearing some very figure hugging clothes.
"So thirsty." My voice comes out a raspy hiss that sounds so far from human I don't recognize it.
My body starts to move before my mind can catch up, I hear a cat release a dying hiss and smell fresh blood, and I feel from Garmr a sense of relief that his hunger is finally being sated.
I lunge forward, grab the woman that smells so good and pull her into the alley and press her face up against the wall as the change washes over my face.
Just before my fangs can puncture the skin of her neck, "Really, I just wanted to go shopping…can't I ever get a day off from downworlders." I hear her say almost as if she was cursing as I was being thrown back into the wall opposite of the one I had her pressed against, the force of the push was enough to make me cross almost 20 feet of distance and cause the brick wall to be damaged.
A primal growl tears through my chest, as the woman makes a pose and a snake bracelet on her wrist moves and turns into a whip.
My mind is hazy from my near ravenous hunger but something about this woman rings as familiar in my mind.
I start to move forward only to have her silver whip wrap around my throat, I feel myself become airborne and then I'm smashing into the ground hard.
"You're new…what are you? You're not a demon or demon blooded if you were my whip would burn your flesh and turn you to ash." Izzy asks and says to me as walks forwards and puts her high heeled foot on my chest giving me a clear view of her silvery colored thong.
"Vampire, created through magic." I reply to her my voice comes out as a guttural hiss, as I quirk up my lips into a smile that isn't a smile, revealing my fangs that are more like Klaus's when he unlocks his cures than a normal vampire's, during my reply I grab a hold of…the woman's whip and with my reduced strength whip it around throwing the familiar woman away from me into an old brick warehouse or textile factory.