Vampire Journals Page #3

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a willing consort

to feast upon this one night.

Tomorrow, you must leave

here and never look back.

If you agree to that,

I'll let you see Sofia.

All right.

I agree.

This is the largest underground

stronghold in Eastern Europe.

80 feet beneath the

city are labyrinth caves

with a dozen secret exits.

It was renovated

in the 18th century

by my predecessor and

master, Radu of Transylvania.

Here, we are free to pursue

our predilections with mortals

who appreciate the

pleasures of our gifts.

ZACHARY NARRATING: I followed

him into the heart of his lair.

He held me in his thrall.

Sofia was somewhere

close at hand,

but I was powerless

to act against him.

Drink without shame, Zachary.

She is a willing partner.

I leave you in peace.

Who is this stranger?

Why is he so sad?

He yearns for redemption,

but there is none.

Leave him be.

He is my plaything.

Kiss me.

I warn you, child.

Stand away from me.

Drink from me.

Take what you desire.

But please, spare my life.

Run from me, child.

I have no wish to

violate your flesh.

No.

Run from me!

Now!

Let me go, or I swear

to God I'll kill you.

Please, don't hurt me.

I have no wish to hurt you.

I offer you deliverance

from your pain.

My friends know I'm here.

They'll come looking for me.

I would welcome the diversion.

Sofia, to live forever is

life's most precious gift.

A priceless opportunity

to perfect your art

through the centuries.

Accept me as your

master, and you

will be an avatar

of the music world.

No!

Iris, I require more incense.

Then you shall

have it, Dimitri.

Ash, I must speak

with you at once.

Why do you disturb me?

Anton and Walter are

plotting to leave the country.

Where are they now?

Walter's in the brothel.

Anton's in his lair.

Tell Anton to meet me

above, and bring Walter

to us immediately.

You are my child, Anton.

My life blood courses

through your veins.

What compels you to defy me?

No, no, no.

Everything is taken

care of, Master.

Walter will make the

transfer immediately.

What reason is there to deceive

me when all that I possess,

all my comforts and

protections, are yours to share?

Have I not given you

all that I vowed?

Yes, Ash.

You are a man true to your word.

And you, Anton?

What good is your word to me?

I swear to you, there will

be no more irregularities.

Kiss my hand, Anton.

Declare your devotion.

You are my master, Ash.

Walter.

Please, join us.

Anton has made his

intentions clear to me.

The transfers will

be made tomorrow.

Iris can confirm

the transaction.

I am mortally

offended, gentlemen,

that you partake my

generosity and yet continue

to conspire against me.

No, Ash, we are

eager to cooperate.

Anton is being most generous.

In my opinion, he has no

legal obligation to you.

You, dear Anton,

disappoint me greatly.

And you, Walter, as a

practitioner of the legal arts,

are beneath my contempt.

No!

Both of you have

betrayed my trust.

Feast, Anton.

Have mercy, Master.

Please, he is my only friend.

Prove your devotion to me.

[SCREAMS]

You are my master, Ash.

Your cowardice is

a danger to us all.

All that I have given

you, I now take away.

Have mercy, Master.

There is no mercy, Anton.

Only darkness eternal.

You can't behave like

this in my nightclub.

I could not let them leave.

They would have exposed us.

And what happens now

when Walter's associates

call the police?

Witnesses can place

him here, and I'm

the one who must

face their questions.

You will deal with

it as you always

have, you and our

friends in high places.

What goes on in your

sanctuary is no concern to me.

But this?

This is where I draw the line.

Do not challenge me, Iris.

I have troubles enough.

I have been generous with you.

Do not betray me, or

I shall draw the line

across your throat.

Bastard.

CASSANDRA (OFFSCREEN):

I heard that.

Burn in Hell, Cassandra.

Master was

displeased with Anton,

as he grows displeased with you.

Anton tried to

gain his freedom.

Your master holds you

in eternal slavery.

Stop that, Cassandra.

You're disgusting.

You are the disgusting one.

You are as guilty as we.

And yet, we shall live forever

while you grow old and ugly

and die.

How long have you

been Ash's protege?

Two centuries and a half.

Your reign as his

favorite one has ended.

Sofia has replaced

you in his affections.

Jealousy becomes you, Iris.

We joke amongst us how you

yearn for our master's kiss.

ZACHARY NARRATING: I

lay there in a reverie,

the innocent's blood like pins

and needles through my flesh.

I prayed for death to release

me from my oath of vengeance,

but God mocked my despair

with visions of Rebecca

and my last days of

happiness a century ago.

Absinthe and poetry were

my foolish passions.

Rebecca was my inspiration.

And Serena, the seductress

who stole my life from me.

I had tasted less than

one glass of her blood.

I needed little to sustain me.

And yet, she begged for more.

When can I venture into

the great night alone?

Patience, child.

There is still much

for you to learn.

Lie with me tonight.

I crave your affection.

Leave me, Cassandra.

My patience is short.

Master, I have a problem.

What is it, Dimitri?

I accidentally

killed my consort.

I'm sorry, Master.

I couldn't help myself.

Dispose what's left

of him in the pit.

But first, go to

the salon and help.

Iris dispose of

Anton and Walter.

Anton is dead?

How?

He betrayed my trust,

so I beheaded him.

My condolences, Master.

He was a vile man.

Go now.

Leave me in peace.

Sofia.

No.

Please.

Your friend Zachary

wishes to see you.

Zachary, here?

Come.

You must make yourself

more presentable.

No!

Sofia!

I have honored my

obligation to you.

No!

Sofia!

Sofia!

God damn you, Ash!

ZACHARY NARRATING:

My senses overwhelmed

by the innocent's

blood, I did not

hear them entering the chamber.

It was a moment of surrender

I would not repeat.

I searched for a crack in the

wall, a gap in the doorway

through which to escape.

But where no light can

enter, a shadow cannot pass.

Come on, Anton.

Don't be difficult.

Careful, it's hot.

Alas, poor Yorick.

Ow, brains!

Damn you, Anton!

Still making trouble.

Give me that, you idiot.

Careful, Iris.

Don't mess the floor.

Leave us, Dimitri.

Master, I'll be in

my lair freshening up.

Don't forget my incense, Iris.

This is the key

to Zachary's lair.

Tomorrow, when the

sun is at its zenith,

take his sleeping

body to the courtyard

and render him to dust.

I am not your

vampire slayer, Ash.

And from now on, I

want you to spare

me these intrigues of yours.

But this one favor

I'll do for you

if you give me

something in return.

Anything but what

you most desire.

The girl, Sofia... I

want you to kill her.

Do not mock me, Iris.

Sofia's life is more

precious to me than yours.

Oh, God, you're

in love with her.

What a poor, pitiful

Romeo you are.

As she grows stronger,

you grow weaker.

Destroy her, Ash, or

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