Bloody Equinox

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Black Coriander

Bloody Equinox

Genre : Film Noir/Vampire

                The New York Times

                September 13, 1945

'Another body found, vampire still at large - female victim found in Central Park The state of being completely drained of blood'

The young detective sighed in boredom, the same old news, the same old stories... He tightened his grip on the newspaper and looked down at the text below.

'The Hunter sweeps up the Valentino gang - Don agrees to break up the gang and surrender himself'

This time the young man laughed. I accidentally said it in a room alone.

“What the... Valentino almost died before he could catch those guys. I just published this news."

Immediately the door opened. His young secretary appeared.

"Hunter, there's someone here asking to see you."

Young man glances at the clock It's already five o'clock in the afternoon. He actually wanted to get off work and go home.

"Um, okay, that's the last one."

The girl left the room. Leaving Hunter alone again. The young man looked blankly at the window blinds on his right. Saw the evening sun shining through in faint stripes.

Night is approaching again. How long has it been since night and day were worthless?

He picked up a cigarette. Point the lighter at the tip. The same moment the door opened again.

Hunter had inadvertently thought that this customer was probably an old widow who had come to ask him to investigate her husband's affair as usual. ...but he was wrong. This customer turned out to be a young man with pale skin and a thin build in a brown pinstriped suit. And what caught his eye were those light blue eyes.

It looks incredibly sad.

“You must be the Hunter.”

“You better call me Tyler. You…” Hunter corrected himself. He stood up and shook hands with that young man.

“Randolph.”

Strange name... Tyler kept it in mind. Watching the other person sit down across the table from him.

“What can I do for you?”

Striped light from the blinds spread across his pale face... In the shadows, that face was more charming than expected.

“You probably saw the news about women being murdered for several weeks in a row, right?”

“Yes…” He picked up the cigarette and smoked it again. “...The female crow had a bite mark on her neck and all the blood had been sucked from her body. People go crazy and call this psychotic murderer a vampire. Huh, that's nonsense.”

“It's true.”

Tyler couldn't even begin to laugh. The other party intervened first.

“What?”

“That murderer... Really a vampire.”

For a moment the two looked at each other. The smoke from the end of the cigarette rose straight up in a long line.

“How is that possible? Vampires aren't real at all. It's just a psychotic murderer who wants to be famous so he finds a strange way to kill."

“Trust me... Otherwise, why would I ask for your help?”

Randolph pulled out a photograph from his pocket. and placed it on his table.

“This is my sister. Yesterday she was captured by a vampire.”

Tyler picked up the picture and looked at it. It was a picture of a smiling young woman with wavy dark hair. Her name is written on the picture. She is quite beautiful.

“And how do you know the villain is a vampire? It might be... The man you want to marry and run away with is fine.”

“Not at all. She is a fan of vampires. When she saw the news in the newspaper, she said that she would prove that the killer was really a vampire. I don't agree with her. So we argued a lot. And then she disappeared from home for several days... Then the other day, she suddenly came back and said that she had met that vampire.

And it said that the next day it would come and take you away.”

“Which was yesterday.”

“Yes... And then she really disappeared.”

Tyler nodded and listened. Even though my heart doesn't believe these stories at all

“Aren't you thinking of going to the police?”

“You know the New York police can't do anything about it.”

The young detective laughed loudly. Knowledgeable and kind, even in the matter of hunting down the Valentino gang. Police Commander-in-Chief Morgan even came to ask for his help.

“And most importantly, I trust you.”

Tyler forgot to breathe for a moment. No one had said such sincere words to him in a long time.

Randolph met his eyes for a moment. before pulling out another item from his pocket.

“She dropped this. Hopefully it will be evidence.”

That thing was a silver necklace. The pendant at the end is an inverted five-pointed star in a circle... symbol of satan

“Please help my sister.”

This pitiful request caused the hearts of those who listened to it to twitch with anguish. ...For a brief moment, Tyler felt so sorry for this man that he wanted to volunteer to take care of him himself.

“This is the first installment of my salary.”

The young man took out a check from inside his shirt. He picked up his hat, stood up, and made to leave the room.

“Wait... And if I contact you Where should I contact you?”

Randolph looked at him for a moment. It was the first time he saw a sad smile from that person. “You can find me at West Cofano. You probably know where.”

young man wearing a hat Leave a smile for him before leaving the room

Tyler stood there stunned. For so long that the cigarette's stem broke. The smoke evaporated and the thoughts drifted out of the room.

It sounds incredible. But the behavior about vampires that he had heard did not seem to be a lie.

Tyler sat immersed in a pile of books. The illustrations all over the table were the same as that silver necklace. The more he researched, The more he found that the ancient legends he had never believed in seemed to have hints of truth.

Each book tells the same thing. Satan is not just God's enemy. It's not just a Biblical myth... It really exists. Because there is so much evidence that people have sold their souls to it. To hope for immortality and strength that can never be killed.

But it must come at the cost of a life that cannot touch the sun and must subsist on blood forever.

Considered to be the first original type of vampire. Standing strong for hundreds of thousands of years... And that doesn't even count the vampire descendants that are born from passing on blood. Or what about reproduction? It gave him goosebumps just to think that this world actually had creatures of the demonic lineage lurking around him.

As if it were no coincidence that the story of vampires came with that man.

Some strange, mysterious charm of that man was attracting him. It is almost delusional to think that such charm is so unlikely to be human. But he kept telling himself that it was impossible. So I could only force myself to continue concentrating on these letters.

The sun is beginning to set. The sky is starting to change color... Once again, night has come.

That's enough for today. Tyler picked up the hat. Put a coat on yourself Then walked out of the library... The weather in September is starting to get cold. The leaves along both sides of the avenue had turned a reddish-brown color. They all fell along with the wind that blew.

The young man took out a cigarette from his inside pocket. I was about to pick up the lighter and light it. Then he heard a voice calling out for him to stop.

“Mr. Tyler?...”

I almost forgot to tell someone my real name. After using the nickname The Hunter for many years I don't know what he was thinking the other day that he introduced his real name to a stranger.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

It was unbelievable that the man he was secretly thinking of was standing in front of him... Randolph smiled sadly in return as he walked down the street.

“Come to the library?”

“Yes... And where are you going?”

Randolph pointed north. The maze of New York roads lies ahead.

“I will probably return.”

Tyler's mouth slipped out faster than he thought. "Then I'll send..."

Randolph raised his eyebrows, questioning him. But the young man didn't ask any more questions. Just walk together

For a long time, silence flowed around my body. Surprisingly, it wasn't as awkward as when he was normally with strangers... Turning around, he saw Randolph take out a cigarette from his pocket. The young detective automatically reached for his lighter.

“Do you want me to light it for you?”

Randolph turned to look at him. Then I saw that there was another cigarette in his mouth as well.

“It's okay.”

The man stopped walking. Bullying him to stop too. before picking up his cigarette and pointing it at the cigarette he held in his mouth. Let the fire that was lit at the end spread to another in the cold.

I've never met anyone who did this. Tyler held his breath. The sudden closeness took his breath away.

Immediately, sinful thoughts flooded his body. It was just a moment when it spread like poison... It was as if he had just found out what the strange feeling he had towards this man was.

But it probably isn't... He was just thinking crazy. Looking at those blue eyes, he could tell that the other party definitely didn't think the same as him.

“Uh, I went to the police department the other day.” Tyler quickly changed the subject to distract him. “I went to look up the history of the victims who were captured by this murderer. All the past projects have no common ground. The place where everyone was taken and where the bodies were found doesn't have a fixed pattern...

It was like it was random.”

“Really?” Randolph listened. Blowing out light cigarette smoke

“If it really is a psychotic killer, it must be considered very talented. Who have killed and have no connecting pattern to predict the next victim... But what if it really was a vampire? I don't know what he was thinking.”

“I don't think he would just take these women as food,” the young man said as if talking to himself.

“What do you think?”

“Life that has been lived for hundreds of years like that. It would be like a curse of eternal loneliness…”

The street lights started to come on. Meanwhile, the sky turned dark until there was no sunlight left.

“I think that vampire would like to have a soul mate.”

It's a strange assumption. It left Tyler confused for a moment... It seemed that the words that came out of this man's mouth were more than just random words.

“Why do you think that?”

Randolph stopped walking. Turn to smile at him. “Everyone wants a life partner.”

Once again, venom spread within him. It was as if he was addicted to that smile. They just stared so intently that they didn't notice that they had arrived at their destination.

"I've arrived at my house."

Tyler looked up. I saw the other party pick up the keys and realized that this must definitely be the customer's house... The condition of the townhouses next to each other in a strip in the foreground looks very old and shabby. It made him wonder.

“It seems like there's no one there.”

“No, sir. I just moved here It hasn't been improved much.”

Randolph turned around. It's time to say goodbye, but why do I feel so sad?

"Then I'll excuse myself first... good night"

The young detective regained consciousness. The small thought of wanting to drink another cup of coffee disappeared before my eyes... So he could only smile back.

“Good night.”

The door in front closed. Once again, Tyler stood motionless staring at the wooden door. I could only dream and dream about what would happen behind that door.

The poison is very bitter... If left unchecked, his heart would soon become seriously ill.

It's 4 a.m. and Tyler still can't fall asleep.

His insomnia seemed to get worse every night. At first, he didn't even know it. Because I accidentally thought that it might be a brain storm in the middle of the night. It can be seen from the fact that he always thinks and connects all the evidence at night... But it turned out that when he was free from his case, he still couldn't sleep as usual.

Night becomes day The differences have become so blurred that they have all disappeared.

The medicine the doctor had given to cure the symptoms was still on the nightstand. Unfortunately, it tasted as bad as cow sperm. It's hard to bring myself to eat... His condition therefore became progressively worse. So he spent the night thinking about his life. Sometimes he wonders about the secrets of the universe. Or maybe you just miss home.

But in the past few days There was only one thing he thought about.

Street lights streamed through the window in a stripe across the middle of the room. Tyler could only stare at the blank gray ceiling. I could hear the shouts of street thugs from far away. He sat up. I saw my reflection in the mirror opposite the bed staring back at me.

The crowded rat-hole hotel room in western New York was beginning to make him nauseous. When will I be able to move to the eastern area with him? Or should he actually go home?

Everyone wants a life partner... Those words seeped into his heart. It was something he had never thought of before. It made me think about whether or not it was the answer he had been searching for all along.

A young man holds his head... It was clear that he really couldn't stop thinking about that person.

Suddenly, the sound of the phone rang out in the silence. It's almost five in the morning. Who would call at night like this?

Tyler climbed back to the bedside. Pick up the phone. On the other end of the line was the voice of the police chief that he was familiar with.

“Hunter, I thought you should come see this.”

Commander Morgan tells him the location. The young detective didn't hesitate. Quickly change clothes and go downstairs to hail a taxi.

It's a cold New York morning. Looking out the car window, I still didn't see the dawn greeting me. Fortunately, it wasn't rush hour, so we were able to reach our destination quickly.

Grand Central Station was not yet crowded with people. Tyler sped out of the car and went to the scene. Several police officers were seen standing with yellow tape surrounding the body.

A large, fat man with a familiar face greeted him. The young man walked closer.

“Another victim, Hunter.”

The corpse of the young woman lying on the marble floor made Tyler's heart flutter. He hurriedly took out the picture Randolph had left for him to look at. So he discovered that the beautiful face that had taken his last breath and the smiling face on the picture... were the same person.

His mission was unsuccessful...

“Report,” Morgan turned to his subordinate. The man hurriedly reported to him. Starting with the name of the victim

“Mary Wheeler, age 22, cause of death: excessive blood loss... Bite marks were found on the neck of the deceased. It is estimated that he died 12 hours ago and probably died somewhere else--”

“What kind of person is this?” Tyler interjected.

“What?” The older policeman turned to him and asked.

“Is it the 10th person?”

The police officer hurriedly turned over the notebook and looked at it. “Yes.”

“Do you have a map?”

Morgan waved his hand once. His subordinates hurriedly rushed to find a map of New York for him. Hunter took it and took out a pen from his pocket. Prepare to draw on the map.

“Where were each of the victims found?”

The young policeman slowly picked up the places one by one. Tyler quickly circled down to various points... When the tenth person is complete He put the map on the ground. Draw a line connecting the ten dots in the order in which the body was found to form the same figure.

It's like the air suddenly turned cold... The picture that can be dragged It is the star symbol of Satan's upside down.

“What does that mean, Hunter?”

The young man hardly dared to speak. He stood motionless under a dome that was too high to reach. I feel like I'm just a scrap of life that has no value.

“This murderer... It is not human.”

The night is creeping in. The lights in the big city suddenly woke up to life... Tyler walked along the brick wall overhead. Through the steam rising from underground manhole covers Blowing out cigarette smoke mixed with water vapor from the cold air. There were only intermittent streetlights to dispel the darkness. The destination in front of him was the West Cofano pub that he knew so well.

Open the pub door. The shop still fills with jazz music. Sad saxophone sound beautiful female singer and heart-warming drinks He barely needed to look to see that the man he wanted to meet was sitting at the bar alone... It wasn't wrong that Randolph had said that if he wanted to come see him, he had to come here.

Something in his heart was disturbed. Starting to be unsure what the truth really is.

"Mr. Tyler..."

It was Randolph who greeted him first. A thin body slid down and rested on the bar. Her beautiful blue eyes looked swollen and red, as if she had cried for hours.

"I'm sorry about your sister."

“It's not your fault.”

Tyler sat down next to him. I'm embarrassed to speak out.

“Mr. Randolph... I have checked the history of the deceased. She...has no brother.”

The young man looked up at him. That sad sight made his heart ache.

"I must have forgotten to tell you... We have the same father. But I am an illegitimate child.”

"oh..."

I almost didn't trust this man. I thought I would be deceived by a customer again... So he was relieved to find that it wasn't what he thought.

"I'll give you the remaining installment."

The young man put his hand into his pocket. Tyler quickly stopped him.

“It's okay. Actually, I should return the money to you.” He was able to hold the other person's hand. “I will find the murderer. I will take revenge for you... Please give me another chance.”

Randolph caught his eye. That sentence seemed to have another meaning behind it... The young man didn't answer, just gave a sad smile.

Without a word, Randolph grabbed the cigarette he was holding and took a puff. This sudden intimacy was a stronger poison than ever before. Before the hand that was holding the glass of wine moved in front of him.

“Have a drink with me, please…”

It is a request that is like a spell. He reached over and picked up the drink in the other person's hand and drank it in exchange... But at the first gulp, he immediately knew that this was not just ordinary liquor. It must be mixed with some medicine. Dye your consciousness to see a world where there used to be only black and white light swirling around. Excited by the illusion of colors, you can't stop taking it.

Randolph reached up and rubbed his face. Speak in a soft voice hidden in the music.

"I don't want to be alone tonight."

Tyler drank another strange drink and couldn't stop. I don't know when my hand accidentally rested on the other person's thigh.

Consciousness evaporates The image in front of me was still distorted and swirling in a ridiculous way. When I regained consciousness, they were in the bathroom. The door slammed loudly. A loud bolt locks in outsiders. Was pushed so his back slammed into the steel door again. Indulge in the taste of a hungry, intoxicating kiss.

What is he doing here?... This is clearly wrong...

The mind revels in illusion. The body of the person in front of him yearned for his touch. Two hands pulling and caressing through the fabric. A ragged breath was heard on his lips.

It was so long that I almost forgot the time. You could hardly hear the sound of the people outside pounding madly on the door.

Randolph pulled away. Trying to interject under the breath

“Can I go somewhere else?”

“Let's go to my room.”

Forget that your own room is very narrow. There was nothing more than darkness and a few pieces of furniture. But now he didn't care anymore. Forget about everything I didn't even know how I had gotten back to my room.

The room door closed. The long periods of restraint in the taxi drove him crazy... Didn't even wait to turn on the light. The guest who stepped into the room pushed him down onto the bed.

Seducing him to crave that hot kiss again, but he wouldn't give it back. A pale white body climbed on top of him. The brown suit was taken off and thrown on the ground... It was more than he could bear. So he had to grab that beautiful face and continue enjoying the kiss before he died.

It didn't take long for Randolph to respond, running down to kiss his neck. The power of the drug makes you drowsy with this surreal story until you die...

Until two strange fangs dug into his neck with full force.

Tyler screamed loudly. The pain suddenly caused the nerves throughout his body to panic. But he was too weak to escape this trap.

OK, what happened here? What exactly is this man?

Randolph could be heard sucking the blood from his throat, gulp after gulp, hungrily. The more blood flowed out of the body, the more his strength depleted. Meanwhile, the seductive touch from the other party instead caused the demon within him to awaken.

It's going to be too much.

Using his last strength, he flipped himself onto the top. Randolph choked out a loud gasp. You could see his thin lips were red with blood. The sad blue eyes turned into bright red eyes.

No matter what this person is, it doesn't matter. What will you do with him? But I can't stand it anymore. Two hands yanked the other's shirt off. His pale body was seen reflecting the light of street lights. His thin chest rose and fell with the rhythm of his heavy breathing. He saw an upside-down five-pointed star seal buried deep in the middle of his chest.

This must be a dream. Or he was so intoxicated with drugs that he couldn't control himself... He nonchalantly pulled off the remaining clothes. Let the touch of your naked body make you even hotter than before.

Randolph caught his eye. Pulled him down by the neck and drank his blood again. The heat inside this man's body that was penetrating was driving him crazy. Two white hands crawled up onto his shoulders. Dig your nails into the back.

The body below works without being ordered by anyone. Holding on to the rhythm so tightly that it's mindless to hold back Drinking in the dark Immerse yourself in this delicious illusion until the night ends...

Tyler opened his eyes, the room was empty. The single bed is cold.

Looking to the side, Randolph wasn't in the room. It must be late afternoon here. It wouldn't be strange that he would go back first. Or not...it means that last night's incident didn't happen at all.

Tyler sat up. It was found that the body was still naked. See your own image reflected back in the mirror across from you. He slowly lifted himself up. Aches all over the body I'm dizzy because there hasn't been food in my stomach for several hours... Then when he raised his hand to massage his neck, he was met with a sharp pain that shot through his body.

Stumbling to the mirror It was then seen that two fang holes had been left behind on his neck. But the wound has closed and only a scar remains to be seen.

So what exactly happened to him?

If the story from last night was true Does that mean he really had his blood sucked? If so, does that mean Randolph must also be a vampire?

impossible...

He had also met Randolph during the day. Every time we met, this man didn't have anything suspicious. And the strange things he saw last night were somewhere between the effects of drugs and reality. Probably won't be able to decide anything. While this wound on his neck may have come from something else and has long since healed.

Because the wound from the shootout with Valentino's gang still healed faster than usual, to the point that he was still surprised...

impossible... impossible!

Only silence remains. Tyler in the mirror looking at his face

Suddenly, a terrible poison burned and flooded my heart. The uncertainty of the truth was something he could not accept. But what's even worse... That is, the longing was eroding his heart until he was close to dying.

This poisonous desire was killing him...

For the first time, Tyler trusted his instincts. He hurriedly took care of himself. Go down and hail a taxi. Heading straight to that person's house... He still remembers that dilapidated townhouse well. If he can't get the truth out Just seeing each other again is enough.

He quickly ran up and rang the doorbell without realizing it... But that bell was broken. There was no response. So he changed to knocking madly on the door... But there was still no response.

My doubts about this man grew more and more every second. Hundreds of questions accumulated until they almost overflowed from my heart.

“Young man... there's no one living in that house.”

The grandmother next door appeared and talked to him. Tyler stopped knocking on the door. There's time to stop and breathe.

“But I have seen someone who has a key to this room.”

“No one has it. Only the building owner has one.”

It seemed like he didn't know what to talk to this old woman about. So the young man changed his plans. Since you can't enter from the front door There must be a window that's open.

Go around to the back of the building. There was a lonely alley that was still empty. The gray cat ran away when he climbed onto a large square trash can. It was difficult to get into that building.

But it appears... That old woman hadn't said anything wrong at all. Inside the old, shabby townhouse, there was only darkness. Masses of dust floated until light from the window could be seen shining in in rays. Every piece of furniture was covered with a white cloth. There was no trace of life at all.

At least he already knows. That there was one sure thing that Randolph had lied to him about.

Explore the upper floors of the house. The second floor was still abandoned as before. Until going up to the third floor I saw that there was a window that was open. Old white curtains flutter in the wind. It looked like it had been open for several days.

for a moment He felt strongly that he would probably never see Randolph again.

Walked in and stood by the window. Feel the loneliness in the chaos of a big city. When I looked out, I could only see tall buildings reaching into the sky. Among the millions of people Will he ever see Randolph again?

...inserted among the gray buildings A black cross atop one of the rooftops lurked in the distance. If calculated from this window It was quite a straight line to reach that abandoned church.

Something stirred in his heart... That was a church that had been abandoned for decades. But the cross above was never black. And if he remembers correctly The church is located right in the center of the inverted pentagram on the map.

There is only one way to know the truth...

Street lights on and off The twilight sun is about to disappear.

Behind the tall, thick brick walls stood a deserted lawn and an old church. It is the area of ​​a long-standing struggle between capitalism and the Church over what exactly to do with this area. And from this gap This caused the once sacred building to become a refuge in the shadows of the city.

Hopefully his assumption is correct.

Take out the key from inside the robe. Fortunately, I still carry it with me. I had to quickly unlock the giant padlock that held the chain linking the iron door. Break in quietly before anyone sees.

Within that territory it was like becoming another world. It was a cold and desolate world, emerging from the chaos. It felt like the trees, big and small, that were covered with vines were staring at him every step of the way. He almost didn't dare to take a deep breath.

The oak doors in front of the church stood tall and waited for him... Surprisingly, it didn't lock the latch.

Tyler slowly pushed open the door. His right hand slowly reached out to pick up the gun hidden in his cloak for peace of mind... It was found that the inside of the church was even more desolate. The Gothic roof peaks soaring high into the heavens. Only the last light of day shining through a leak in the roof was left to guide the view ahead.

Looks like no one is there. The young man tried to step in without making a sound. The long benches on either side of the road stood motionless as if staring at him. The cross that was supposed to be on the wall behind the priest's altar had disappeared. There is no movement at all.

Until... something fell from the roof beams and landed in front of him.

Just a split second That thing rushed in and hurt him before he could catch him. Tyler pulls out his gun and shoots at the strange thing. When it bounced off and hit the priest's altar, he saw that it was a woman.

But if you speak correctly It would be cheaper that it was a vampire in the body of a woman.

The beautiful woman raised her head and looked at him. Blood-red eyes glared with murderous intent. Red lips revealed two white fangs. And the wound from the gunshot wound to the shoulder slowly healed before your eyes.

Tyler was devastated, feeling a sudden fear that he would never be able to win.

The wound has healed well. The female vampire rushed to attack him again... If I were to escape now, it wouldn't be in time. So he intended to shoot another shot. But the strength of the demon's attack was far greater than that of a normal human. It swept him away. before pulling him face down on the ground.

The woman's figure pulled his hair up. A breath could be heard as two long fangs were pressed against his neck.

If my blood were sucked again now... He definitely wouldn't survive!

"enough!"

Someone's voice came from the other side of the door. The long fangs stopped right on his skin.

“That victim. Let the master handle it.”

The female vampire looked up at the newcomer... It was Randolph.

I really want to say hello. But the body that was pressed to the ground could hardly breathe... He was surprised that both his words and his familiar blue eyes were so cold that he was frightened.

“Did Karl order this?”

"That's The Hunter."

Randolph steps closer... The young woman got up. He glanced at him with bright eyes.

"oh! It's The Hunter... Randolph is not very good.”

The young man smiled and received the compliment. He looked so cold-blooded. “Let him go now. I will take him to Lord Karl.”

The female vampire yanked Tyler to his feet. The young detective staggered to his feet. Can't keep up with the story in front of you

“Randolph... what is this?”

“Follow me.”

The thin one said briefly. While walking ahead... When he still didn't have an answer. Tyler must continue to search for the truth that is on his mind.

Disappeared behind the church The two of them walked up the spiral staircase to the top inexorably. But no matter what to do He couldn't get Randolph to turn around and talk to him like before.

“So you're really not going to tell me anything, are you?”

“I have nothing to tell you.”

"So... you're a vampire?"

Randolph was silent for a long time before replying. “It is my father who is.”

“What about your sister?”

young man laughing “You are right that that woman does not have a brother.”

Even the answers that are given are none of them straightforward... Where had that Randolph he knew gone? Or was this his true identity?

Hurry up the stairs two more steps. Grab the arm of the man in front of you.

"Then we agreed on last night's matter... Is it just a dream?”

Randolph stopped walking. I saw a thin figure take a deep breath. Before turning back to him... Such a cold look in his eyes.

“No, it wasn't a dream.” Hidden in those words was a bitterness that was difficult to accept. “It was a nightmare!”

Young man pulls out his arm... What does the word OK mean? He didn't understand more than before.

“Then all of the past...”

"My mission is finished... There is nothing more to say to you.”

A door was waiting ahead. The painful conversation ended there... Randolph opened the door. That room was the church bell tower. There was only one person there.

“Lord Carl... Hunter has arrived."

A man with long straight black hair and a long crimson robe. Sitting on a luxurious old chair that had decayed to the point of no longer being dignified. He turned from the window and stared at the lights from the skyscrapers. Consider new entrants

This man's skin was even paler than Randolph's. It was as if there was no blood flowing anymore... Those bloodshot eyes were cold. Every move looked so powerful that I felt awestruck.

“Just on time.”

Randolph walks into an abandoned room. Go around behind the chair the man was sitting in... Tyler just noticed that there was a white bathtub placed in the wrong place in the middle of the room. Inside the tub was the lifeless body of a young woman. Her wavy blonde hair was dipped into the sea of ​​blood that was more than half covered in the tub...

It was blood flowing from the wound on her neck.

“You are the murderer.”

Karl didn't answer, only a soft, disdainful laugh floated over... He just scooped the wine glass into the sink. Filled with crimson blood Then he handed it to Randolph as a thank you.

“Well done, Randolph.”

That moment he saw... The look that Randolph had for his master It's more than just being a subordinate. More than being a slave... It was the same unmistakable desire he had for this man.

It was a look that Randolph had never looked at him...

Carl looked behind the door. It was like a signal for two more men to emerge from the darkness. They captured Tyler. before forcing him to sit down in another chair Confronting the two vampires Then he used rope to tie his hands together behind the backboard. Prevent him from escaping anywhere.

Upon completion of the mission The two subordinates then left the room. Karl turned and asked Randolph silently.

“This person is definitely the right person, right?”

“Of course not, sir.” Randolph looked down. whispered in the ear of the master “I drank his blood... It tastes exactly like yours.”

The vampire laughed happily. Received the wine glass back from the subordinate.

“What do you want?”

Tyler asked, interjecting quietly. I want this strange nightmare story to end. My heart is so tormented that I don't want to know anything anymore.

“There is a prophecy…” Karl stood up and calmly drank the blood from the wine glass. “On the equinox, 1945, in the land where the Statue of Liberty resides, the hunter, the last descendant, will hunt down that demon. And the Demon King's immortal life will be lost if he still doesn't find a mate..."

Tyler could only look at the person who spoke. The brain slowly pieced together the prediction.

“The hunter... is you, Hunter. The vernal equinox is today. As for the Demon King, it's me.” The vampire turned to look at the corpse of a young woman in the white tub. “The only thing left is a partner. Unfortunately, this human woman is still not…”

“What about the heir?”

Bloodshot eyes turned to stare at him.

“Have you ever wondered why the night isn't just for sleeping? Have you ever wondered why wounds heal so quickly?” The Demon King walked and stopped in front of him. The overflowing power made him feel like he was frozen. “You are my heir, Hunter, the last heir.”

The weather is freezing. Unable to move anywhere... The stories I heard were too much for me to accept.

"untrue..."

Carl sneered. You probably know that he won't believe it. So he raised his chin. Pouring blood from a wine glass into the mouth forcing him to drink

The fishy taste was very painful. It's no different from liquor... At first glance, he thought he was going to vomit. But when it flows into the stomach His strength miraculously recovered.

Not only that There was still something connecting the taste I had just tasted with the strange liquor that night. It was as if the medicine mixed in the drink was actually good blood…

Please tell him it's not true.

Karl stood and looked at him in distress with satisfaction... It was only a matter of time before he drank all the blood in the glass. Then he nonchalantly threw the glass on the floor and shattered into pieces.

“I have waited a hundred years for this day. Traveled hundreds of miles across the sea to wait here... I don't want to wait any longer.”

The Demon King took out a gun from inside his robes. Those bloodshot eyes were so cold-blooded that they gave him chills.

“Let me try using this new weapon.”

The tip of the gun was pointed at the center of his forehead. Suddenly, the feeling of sacrificing my life just now disappeared. If he really has vampire lineage... And if the prediction is true...

He must survive!

Carl screamed, just as Tyler gathered his last strength. Pull out the rope that binds your hands. It was clear that this was not human strength. And the agility that can dodge bullets in time is probably not human either.

The vampire in front of him probably wasn't caught off guard. In just a second, he escaped from his bonds. Knock the gun out of the enemy's hand... It becomes an instinct that comes to guide us. It becomes a battle that bets on the survival of life.

No matter what the truth is No matter what he has become... He only asks for one thing right now. I just want to survive.

He accidentally missed his move and was hit until he fell to the ground. Saw a revolver lying still not far away... At the same moment that Karl rushed in, He grabbed the gun and pointed it at the demon's chest. Pull the trigger just once. The vampire was taken aback.

“Lord Karl...!!”

Randolph was shocked. He was about to run towards his master. But Karl raised his hand to stop him right there... When he looked down, he saw a gaping, burning wound in the middle of his chest that could almost make a hole. The vampire roared loudly. Using his last strength, he grows long claws and slams the enemy with full force.

Sending Tyler flying into the wall.

That's all I got. Karl was exhausted and fell down... Randolph ran in and caught him just in time.

Tyler fell to the floor. Cracked and hurt all over. It felt like several ribs were probably broken. The wound inflicted by the demon claw was so deep that it seemed to go right to the heart.

“Lord Carl...”

The wound was shot at point-blank range like this. If he were a human, he probably wouldn't have survived. But Karl still had strength in his last breath.

“Randolph... I want blood.”

There is no time to think. A loyal subordinate grabbed the broken pieces of the wine glass that Karl had thrown and shattered them just now. Without hesitation, he cut a long slit of blood on his neck.

Just saw that... Tyler already knows. Who does Randolph's heart lie in?

Karl used his remaining strength. Lifting his body up, he wrapped his arms around the young man's neck. Bury your face into that white neck... Drinking and eating fishy blood like it was a delicacy... Randolph's blue eyes suddenly turned red. A beautiful face looking up into the distance The tips of his nails dug into his strong shoulders.

Not sure if it was from pain or pleasure.

Gulp and gulp, but that vampire still wasn't enough... Waiting for his wounds to slowly heal. Each second that passes The two's actions began to look more and more like nothing more than blood drinking... Randolph's soft moans that he had never heard sounded louder every moment.

His breathing began to slow heavily. The thin body's back slowly leaned down to the ground. Hug the other person tightly as if his feelings were about to explode.

More than a couple embracing in the dark Enjoy the fishy taste until you forget this world.

Just seeing it hurts to death...

Tyler used his remaining strength. He reached out his hand hard towards the gun barrel on the ground. But it seemed that no matter how much he moved, he couldn't reach the weapon.

Bloodshot eyes glanced over at his efforts. Carl hurriedly pulled his face away. His lips all the way to his chin were stained a bright red. Randolph gasped for air. The eyes that looked at his master were wet with tears.

“You are my most faithful slave, Randolph…”

"And what you promised..."

Just a little more... The gun will be in his hand.

“Let me go kill him first.”

Cold metal touched his fingertips. But immediately the enemy stepped on his hand. Pain throbbed. Had to let Carl snatch the gun from his hand.

“Let it be over tonight.”

The barrel of the gun turned towards him... Carl doesn't choose to shoot himself in the head. Instead, he aimed at his chest, which was still bleeding non-stop. Hoping to aggravate that pain and make it even more painful than before.

It's not too late... The vampire made a loud noise. The bullet ripped through his chest and went through the ground.

His body jerked one last time. Tyler is steady. Death was closing in on him.

Karl stood still, gasping for air, behind him he could faintly see Randolph struggling to get up. For a long time there were no words.

“Lord Carl... I have succeeded.”

Karl turned around, walked towards him, and supported the weak body to rest on. “I have brought a Hunter for you to kill... Don't forget..."

“Is this really what you want?”

“I lured it to you. I do everything... You promised that if I could do it, you would choose me…”

“Randolph, you know it's not easy.”

“How long can a half-vampire like me live? I don't want to leave you alone in this eternal life again. I want to go with you. Anywhere...let me sell my soul to Satan like you... I just want to be with you forever. Not just a slave.”

The right hand that had gently brushed his hair was still stained with the blood from his enemy's chest. Randolph grabbed the hand and kissed it... Can't wait to lick away the blood that's stuck to it.

Carl looked at the picture blankly. Turn to look out the window... I know that this night is still long.

“The Demon King's immortal life will be lost if he doesn't find a mate…” The vampire mused softly. It was as if the answer was in that prophecy. “In the past, I have always tried to find the partner I wanted. Hoping for just that one person to help me tonight... But then it became you.”

Randolph looked up and met his eyes. Almost had no strength to stand up.

“...Will you allow me to disobey the prophecy?”

Gentle hands wipe away tears. I don't know why. Randolph let out a faint laugh.

“What are you laughing at?”

“I already told you... That I do everything.”

Karl looked at the man in front of him. It took a long time to understand... A satisfied smile appeared on his face. This man's viciousness was very pleasing to him.

“Your efforts will not be in vain... Randolph”

Tighten your thin body closer than ever before. Carl lowered his head. Give a sweet kiss to the person in front of you. Enjoy it deeply. Two arms that are weak, lift up to embrace the other tightly. Their long night was about to begin.

Tyler closed his eyes... That was the last thing he saw. Before his life was lost forever.

The End