Vampire!Germany- HOPE - Chapter 2 Inside, the two partners found the atmosphere to be quite the contradictory to the one outside in the streets. People were dancing and singing in one corner, while most of the tables were occupied. People were drinking, telling stories, and for the most part, having a good time. Save for one corner of the inn, where the tone had set itself as dark and brooding.
A single man sat there, staring at his mug of warming beer. It seemed to be completely full still, but he never raised it to his lips to take a drink. His once shining silver hair had lost its lustre along with his bright red eyes. Gilbert continued staring at the beer before letting out a long sigh. Intrigued by this, Arthur walked over, thinking the man was sober enough to extract information. Feliciano hesitated before following. "Just a few months and Gilbert was already like this?" he thought.
"Oi, you there, with the beer," called Arthur once he was close enough. Gilbert look
Vampire!Germany- HOPE - Chapter 1 "Do not fail me." The words drifted from the dark corner of the room, from an even darker silhouette. The torches that lined the walls failed to light up this one part, not that it mattered anyway. His eyes were long used to the darkness.
Head bowed, and on one knee out of respect, Ludwig Beilschmidt muttered, "Yes, sir" before standing up and bowing once more. He headed for the door.
It was a year like no other, farmers lined the fields, kings ruled vast lands, and ship yards filled with goods from across the globe. Knights raced to battle with their horses and swords. Europe was still growing.
In a small town located within the Holy Roman Empire called Coldgrove, there was a young man pounding away at a sword in front of a searing fire. He looked up to see a picture, slightly askew, still hanging on the wall. The glass was cracked from falling. The artist had done a wonderful job of painting it. However, his vision b
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He woke a few hours later to find himself once again in darkness. A couple of torches lined the walls a few feet from him and here, the floors were forever stained with the blood of victims. Ludwig tried moving out from his uncomfortable position, but found his wrists have been chained the brick wall. He coughed again, a few drops of crimson flying from his mouth and adding to the collection on the floor.
The sound of a door opening resonated to his ears and heavy footsteps approached. Expecting the worst, Ludwig put on a scowl and glared at the door to the room. It opened, revealing Ivan, now in bloodstained clothing and the pipe in his hand.
"Privet, comrade," he said pleasantly, as if this was just a normal Sunday afternoon in a coffee shop.
Ludwig remained silent and eyed the pipe in Ivan's hand.
The other continued smiling and approached the weary German. He used the pipe to raise
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The alarm can still be heard on the other side of the metal door. Ludwig made his way back to the recording device and stopped its broadcast. He put it in another pocket, hoping that it would come in use later on, perhaps solving the mystery of the letter's owner. He didn't have time to linger on his thoughts and went back to pulling the medical table to the window, but it was fixed to its spot. Ludwig swore again and looked at the window.
A silhouette was there, the silhouette of a rather large man. Chills ran up Ludwig's spine as he stared at it. The figure moved as if to press a button on a console. Ludwig tensed up, dreading what would happen, though he was half expecting secret compartments to come out with armed guards and dogs. However, nothing happened for a few minutes, causing him to relax slightly.
It was then that he noticed a strange smell in the air. He coughed once and looked up to see a greenish g