History:
|
"The night fell slowly and the prevailing moon rose on the horizon, while a small crowd gathered around the bonfire, to hear a mysterious woman who had come to the village... all were astonished by her clothes and pale appearance, reasons why, curiosity about what she would say increased and disturbed the villagers to a large extent. "Pay close attention to the following story," she began, with a low voice that shook their skin, "Open your ears wide, for what what you have to listen to may even be beyond your comprehension; nevertheless I assure you that every word that will come out of my mouth, will have such a degree of truth, that it could be even deadly for your reason.” After a slight pause, while studying the incredulous, undaunted and curious faces that were piled around, she started a wonderful and intriguing narrative. “There is something beyond the horizon, a land in which the dead or rather the "undead" are closer to you than you would wish..... beyond life, there is an intelligible state between life and death, a sacred gift that only those who truly deserve it can own! But that gift granted can be both a blessing and a curse, which is why only a few possess it.”
"She looks around, the faces all seem to doubt her words, but they are all still listening closely, intrigued. “I assure you that everything is true because I have traveled to the ends of the earth, crossing the untamed sea through some paths of doom to see, hear and above all experience at my own risk, unimaginable adventures.” The crowd around her had increased even more... men, women and children, had left aside their ordinary routines to sit and listen carefully to the story of that character, who generated such fascination. While the mysterious character watched them closely, cleared her throat and resumed the story without pause- “As everyone will have heard, there have been stories from ancient times where there were magical creatures who traveled the earth as: the unicorns, the fairies, and the elves of the forests; all endowed with unparalleled grace and great special power. In the shadows also existed creatures even more powerful, and extraordinary that hid behind the darkness: demons, lycanthropes, dragons and vampires. Thus maintaining the balance between good and evil in a constant struggle for survival.”
"She looked around at all the faces staring back at her, some fearful, some doubting but all still listening closely. Almost as if they were in some way charmed to listen every word she should say. “Humans although some resisted fell under their dominions. At first were called cattle, but they reproduced without any control growing to great numbers. taking possession of the land and eradicating creatures, since they did not understand their existence, humanity went from being a society of hunters and gatherers to develop according to them in the cultural, artistic, they learned to develop the farms of animals and agriculture. They came together en mass to take entire cities by force, burning among themselves in the fires, accusing themselves of witchcraft, destroying the forests destroying them, causing the elves and lycantropes to roam among meadows, sewers and forgotten cemeteries trying to find a place where they could hide. Humans could control the day and over time those in the shadows, those creatures just became myths.”
“Many large families of vampires and others died, while another stayed to fight against humans yet suffered greatly; some of them were left to their fate becoming pariahs or marginalized in turn a few succumbed to eternal lethargy and were never seen again. There are still large families who have spread across the world moving in secret.” That last sentence she wanted to emphasize...she paused and repeated louder “There are still large families who have spread across this world..moving in secret!”
“Just across those waters..There was a rumor that inside the black walled fortress which was jealously guarded by guards was an imposing castle where, according to Gypsy tales, it belonged to the Dracul family of Ponteveccio. After the fall of Vladislavs Dracvla del Ponteveccio, who was beheaded and burned at a bonfire in 1476, at 2048 years of age near Bucharest, at the hands of the Turks, the responsibility of the whole family fell on the shoulders of his son Lord Luciano Church Del Ponteveccio. He formed his own dynasty becoming Father and Founder of the Ponteveccio Family and our Necropolis Clan.” She looked around to see if any had caught on to her word OUR, a small smirk appearing as she is satisfied the very stoic crowd had not. “His offspring of pure blood having been vigilant in the shadows in many occasions undetectable before human eyes, forming their own army of children, selected from among those who believe they are worthy of the wonderful gift that is immortality.”
"Those gathered were so involved in her story none had noticed any other strangers had joined around the crowd, they too listened closely but listened as if they had heard this all before…. “In one of his many travels the great Arch, Lord Luciano Church Del Ponteveccio met a stubborn, fiesty Feli Darkfire, who became his friend, loyal warrior. She herself having a long story of survival dating back to the Black Plague, that swept through Europe in the 1300's. They battled together, they forged a great loyalty and kinship, she took on his name and he took her as a daughter. He bestowed upon her the treasure of Necropolis to lead as he concentrated on all the clans of the family.”
“But, come on, you do not have to believe in my words, if you do not want to! after all, who can know what a lie is and what is the truth when a gypsy speaks?” - she said, hiding her fangs so as not to scare the spectators, who were astonished and incredulous, at such a fanciful story. she cleared his throat as his eyes flashed and after a pause he continued, "... still, this was the story about the Ponteveccio Family now known as Clan Necropolis.
“We welcome all the immortals as well as humans who could end up as family, some may just be dinner. Our curse does not prevent us of things but enhances everything. We are a family of honor, of loyalty, respecting our bloodline, our past, we attack the traitors, those who put an end to the life of our ancestors” Many of crowd seems to be trembling, holding family members closer, some looking for possible escape routes, almost suddenly being aware of the many other strangers surrounding them, and the words coming from her. Are they finally understanding? There is no one who does not tremble at the slightest sign of our presence and that leaves in our mouths a sweeter taste than the blood. “An eternity awaits us to discover, no one knows what the future holds. But for this village...you are now the new site of Necropolis lands!” She says glancing to her closest family slowly lowering her hood, a smile widening ….”…..And my name….” her eyes now dancing about her mesmerized crowd “Feli Darkfire Ponteveccio”
"I have come in response to your prayers. Life no longer makes sense, right? Wine has no flavor, food makes you nauseous. It seems that nothing has a reason to be, right? What if I could give you back everything?…..”
|