A Moonlit Night Saga: Episodes 1 - 4
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“Faster, they’re coming closer!” shouted Lars, following Amanda close behind as the fled up a high mountain pass. The monsters were fast approaching, tearing and clawing at the heels of Lars. Werewolves and vampires joined the hunt, setting aside centuries of hatred to complete a common goal.
“We’re not going to make it,” continued Lars, pushing Amanda forward. “You have to go on without me. I can hold them off!”
“No, I will not leave you!” yelled Amanda, turning around with her arms extended, desperately trying to grasp Lars. It was no use; Lars had already turned around to face his aggressors.
“You have to leave!” Lars bellowed. “Please, don’t let my sacrifice by in vain!”
A blinding white light beamed out from Lars, engulfing the whole mountain pass. Amanda covered her eyes, catching quick glimpses of the monsters burning with all of Lars’ fury.
For the second time in Amanda’s endless life, she shed a tear for the one loved. Sobbing, she turned away and continued up the mountain; each stride harder to handle than the last.
The war started out of ignorance, and it was finished with hate. The summoners could have ended the war before it began, but then they would have been no better than the monsters that had consumed them. They all died, except your mother. She survived, hidden in the shadows of a slowly dying world. The summoners were quickly forgotten, their divinity now nothing more than a whisper, an echo in the fabric of time. Amata Gemeti will stop at nothing to see this war re-ignited, until the final summoner breathes her last breath. Her mother imbued you with all of her power, in hopes that you would be the one to bring peace to this world.
Chapter Eight
“Leave me, my children,” hissed Amata, sitting atop the fallen Korolev’s throne. “Search the building for any survivors… and destroy them.”
The youngling vampires stormed out of the council chambers, in search of a greater feast.
Perched on the throne she so deeply coveted, her boney fingers tapped loudly on the metal armrests, trying to steady her rapidly beating heart. She needed them to fear her, to trust that being on her side was the only side worth being on.
“William, bring in my family,” said Amata, motioning to the door. The newborns were merely pawns, and now it was time for the rest of her clan to assume the positions that so rightfully deserved. Survive of the fittest, Amata kept repeating in her head, attempting to relieve herself of the thoughts of treason, festering around in her brain.
The mountainous man returned from the dark corridor, with the rest of her family following close behind. Unlike the filthy and disease infested newborns, they were stately and bred from the finest stock; vampire royalty, in every sense of the word.
“House Gemeti, please take the seats that should have been yours since birth,” said Amata, her voice booming across the room. “For far too long, we had to stand by and watch the old, gluttonous vampires rule our council; vampires born of a different time… a fallen time. It was not I, who murdered these eldest of vampires. Their lack of forethought and narrow-minded views delivered them to their fate… I only sped up the process.”
“I want you to all know that I have a plan,” Amata continued. “The summoner’s days are finally numbered, and with her blood I will cement our position atop the other paranormal races. My witches have insisted they have found a way to draw the summoner’s blood, and with it we will change our very existence. We will combine the paranormal races, unshackling ourselves from the burdens of past hate and bigotry. What I am talking about, is the next step in our evolution.”
The crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, completely thrown off by the latest development. Their voices were hushed with the raise of Amata’s hand. She leaned forward on the throne, and said, “But before any of that can begin… I need you all to deal with the newborn vampires. Kill them all… their purpose has been served.”
Chapter Nine
Standing in front of the Johansson’s country home, the survivors all listened closely to Xander’s story. He had recounted for them, the details of the summoner’s plight. They deliberated their situation, each deciding on the course of action that suited them best.
“You can’t honestly be considering his proposal,” said Tyler, completely bewildered by the turn of events.
“What other choice do I have?” Emily asked. “I’m not leaving to run away… I’m leaving to meet this head on. I just need to get far away from the people I love to do that. I hope you can understand.”
“Y—you’re actually going to leave, I can’t believe it,” Tyler stuttered.
Emily brushed her hand against his face, his sadness touching her heart. She looked him in the eye, and said, “Julia and I were best friends since before I can remember. I remember when she first introduced you to me. You were such a pompous jerk back then, but she fell so deeply in love with you. I miss her so much, Tyler, and it is for her that I leave—.”
“And I’m leaving, too,” interrupted Steven, limping forward.
“I think not,” said Emily, looking back sternly at her wounded brother.
“Not with you, sister,” Steven replied, looking over to the vampire hunter. “I would like to go with Samuel… that is, if the Hunter’s Guild will have me.”
Samuel was stunned, clearly not expecting Steven to be so ready to throw himself into harm’s way, after nearly losing his life. Steven didn’t look crazy, and he didn’t carrying himself around like a man looking for trouble; no, there was something about him that Samuel liked, something that reminded him of himself at that age.
“Well, it’s not usually accepted,” said Samuel, scratching his chin. “Though, the overseer does owe me a favor. All right, if that is what you desire, I believe I can make that happen.”
“I’m tired of being afraid,” Steven said. “Emily, you want me to be okay with the fact that you’re going to run off, to god knows where, and take part in a battle you knew nothing about a few weeks ago. If you want my blessing, you will have to accept the fact that, as your brother, I will make sure I am able to protect you. I believe the Hunter’s Guild will allow me to do that.”
A tear ran down Steven’s cheek, the situation deeply emotional for the usually steadfast older brother. Wiping the moistness from his eyes, he returned his gaze towards Emily, and said, “I’m tired feeling helpless… unable to save the only person in this world that I still have left. I need you, Emily, and I’ve never going to let you head into danger without me.”
The cold breeze rushed against them, a reminder of what it felt to feel alive; something they could all collectively agree was in their best interest.
“I hate to ruin the moment, but we really must be going,” Xander said. “If Amata Gemeti is involved, her response will be swift and fierce. We must depart immediately, so that their witches cannot track our position.”
“So that’s it,” Tyler said. “You’re all really going to leave and there’s nothing I can do to stop you.”
“Fear not, Tyler,” said Emily, more sure of herself than she had ever been before, with a confidence in her eyes that made Tyler feel like everything really would be all right. “Neither heaven nor hell could keep me from coming home to my family.”
The End
A Moonlight Night Saga: Episodes 1 – 4
A Moonlit Night
The Awakening
The Vampire Hunter
Council of Elders
A Moonlit Night Saga: Episodes 5 – 8
House Franson
The Devil Within
A Woman Scorned
The Temple of Prometheus
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Ch
apter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine