A step into the darkness, can only lead into the light....
A beautiful day along the shore. Golden sand warms your feet as you traverse the beach of some vacant island. Why are you here? Perhaps your a shipwreck, the last survivor of some unfortunate cruise. Maybe you traveled here, to find solitude. Either way, those who are lost, or seek to be lost, usually find what they do not expect.
As you trudge along the warm beach sand, your foot lands on something hard, but nothing like rock. You dig yoru fingers into the sand, and come across a small pendant.
The sterling silver seemed untarnished, as if it were dropped just seconds ago. The garnet set in the curve of the Ankh seemed to glow in the sunlight, like the blood of some deity. Perhaps its your color, or you just don't wish to lose it, but you decide to use a line of string you found washed up on the shore to hang the ankh around your neck.
Suddenly, link a Mirage of some cursed desert, something comes into view that was never there before. You had walked up and down the beach several times and never noticed the cobblestone path that lead from the beach and across the ocean towards another island.
There, above the small forest on the island, was a beautiful mansion. a harbor where several boats and even a sea plane was at its base. The cobblestone path would sink slightly into the ocean, creating a serene and beautiful sight. To add to that sight, it seemed as if the world around you was set into perpetual twilight. Even though the sun glowed over head, it did not burn down as brightly or hotly. You then see a figure moving down the path, unlike anyone you had ever seen before.
He stood at 7 feet tall, a very visable physique built with sculpted muscles and broad shoulders. He wore a white linen shirt that was left unbuttoned, it waved in the slight breeze, he also wore a pair of swimming shorts that were tight against his powerful leg muscles. Digi-grade legs came to powerful animal feet with thick black claws. A long tail of bloody red tipped with silver moved with the wind. His body was covered in the reddish brown fur. It looked soft and welcoming, his chest and inner thighs were white with silver flecks. He had a fox's muzzle, smooth and enchanting. deep green eyes looking out over the ocean with pride.
This fox being had long silver hair that came down to the base of his tail. and was so light and soft that it seemed to glid along the wind. He looked to you, surprised but not angry at your presence."Well, Hello there Stranger, Its not often I get visitors to my little paradise."
the male had a rich and sultry voice, and his smile revealed fangs that seemed to sharp for a mere canine. " My name is Lucian, welcome to my home. I see you have the pendant my Daughter dropped before she went off to make a journey. Please, Don't be frightened. It is enchanted. It not only reveals my home, but shields you from the harshness of the sun. Come, let me show you a Vampires Hospitality."
At the word Vampire, perhaps you felt fear, or interest, or other things. Either way, how could you refuse a place of comfort so far from civilization? It took little time before you were at the mansion. The sound of voices and joyful children were deep inside the massive structure. It had the look of a mix between Victorian and Egyptian royalty. Marble and sandstone melded perfectly with rich dark wood and stained glass." please forgive my family. My children are with their mother. Yes, We are all Vampiric children. come into my study, and I will explain."
The Study was dark and lit warmly by a large fireplace. instead of wood, large rocks glowed with volcanic heat," Beneath the island is a volcanic fault line. It took allot of money, but I was able to tap into it. Now it provides heat, and geothermic power to generators down below."
As Lucian sat with you, he presented a tray of dried fruits and cheeses along with a rich and sweet red wine.
The fox then began to explain. He was one of the first Vampires sired by Akasha, the first queen. Because of this, his body was far more resistant to sunlight. What made him half fox was a gift from the Egyptian god Seht. He was one of his High Priests during the golden age of Egypt. He still had mastery over the old magic and spells which he used to enchant his home and the pendants he used to protect him and his family.
He lived a long and strange life. until he found his Mate. She had been a baby when he found her, a child of a crackwhore of a father, and a mother to loving to let him go. A drugged up young vampire had slaughtered her family before he had a chance to save them. So he adopted the young babe. Using his magics he hid his anthromorphic form until she grew old enough to figure out what he truly was. He did not expect her to fall for him as she did. Yet when they embraced for the first time, his fate was sealed.
He did not wish to turn her until she finished college, but she begged him. He taught her his magics. gave her the skills to hide her true form, for when he turned her, she also gained a gift from the old gods an became a beautiful an voluptuous beauty of fur and flesh. It also gave them a gift no Vampire would ever have. the ability to bare Children.
Now he lives a slow, endless life of joy with her and the many children they had bared. and spent his time here. in the study, writing. He wrote stories for his lover and children to read and be read to at night. He then looked at the clock," Ah, I see that I am late for an apointment ashore. Allow me to tend to it, then when I return, we can discuss if you would like to stay, or be lead back to civilization."
With that, he would shake your hand, perhaps kiss it if it were a female hand, then made his way out of the study.
Now with him gone, you take the time to explore the shelves of books more closely. It seemed that on each set of shelves, a certain shelf would catch your eye:
One a set of shelves by the door, filled with books of foriegn texts, is a shelf that, instead of books, contained an intricate rail system, with single peices of parchment set between plates of clear glass or crystal. You find that by simply pulling on one of these plates, it slips from one rail to a second rail that allows you to turn it to face you, and read it. You discover that these were a collection of poems and single page writings, ranging from delicate and Beautiful
, to Dark and Sultry
Moving on, you find another shelf that contains books of a different make. they have no title on the spine, yet each book was unique, as you caress these books, you feel a sence of safety, of excitement for any age:
The first was a small volume, The woven satin with gold filigry made it look like an untitled encyclopedia.
As of this moment...the other books seem to hold no interest to you, so you move on...
Another shelf catches your eye, not for bright colors, but for the fact that unlike the books around it, all of these were of dark colors, making it stand out. Each of these books had a lock to them. Instead of a Keyhole or latch, a small gemstone sat guard over the clasp. You can feel that these books were not for innocent eyes, and only those with mature thought and body could open them just by touching them:
the first volume was made from black snake skin, a bright red gem clasped it shut
The next was a journal of red leather, etched to look like Dragon Scale