Memoirs of a RAFian

[Cloak]

Well, check the post above.  I posted the first chapter.  I hope it's suitable.

CHAPTER TWO:
Mother and Malice

The corpse's eyes fluttered.  She gained flesh defination, but still retaining the gray tone, claws, fangs and soulless eyes.  Her ears remained pointed, and hissed softly as she sat up, and slowly gazed around.

Then she saw Malice, and attempted to lunge at Malice.  But a force stopped her, and it made her shriek, as if she had been electrocuted.

"You cannot attack me, Madre de Vampyra." Malice said with scorn in her voice.  "I would have thought that you've that much sense.  It was I who awoke you from your eternal slumber."

"W . . ." the old vampire's voice was raspy and thick, as if it had not been used for millienia and was cobwebbed close.  "What did you summon for . . . whatever-you-are?"

"That's better, Fangs-For-Brains." Malice said, clearly with contempt.  "You will serve me.  And you had better do it well."

The vampire glared at her with fury.  She did not like be tethered, she always claimed to call no one master.  This was very humilating for her.

"You can sense all vampires, yes?"

The vampress glared at Malice.

"I asked you a question, servant."

"Yes." she snarled.  "I am Madre de Vampyra, Mother of Vampires."

"Good.  There's a certain little vampire that I want you awaken the dormant darkness in. . . ."

"That's all?" she scoffed.

[Blazing Angel]

Sweet, and I love the "Keeper of the reaper" Parody

[Cloak]

It is incredibly fun to sing.  'Nother chapter . . . tomorrow or Tuesday.  I'm wiped just now.

[Gaz]

Uh-oh. This doesn't look good for me. Can't wait to see what happens!

[Cloak]

No.  No, it doesn't.  Probably gonna be a long chapter.

CHAPTER THREE:
Something Something Dark Side*

Gaz was sitting her thread watching an episode of Beast Wars.  "Possession", to be specific.  One could consider this quite ironic, in a way.

Then a faint whisp of a voice said, "Gaaaaaaaz . . . ."

Gaz looked around, but saw no one.  She put it out of her mind.  Until she heard it again.

"Gaaaaaaaz . . ."

This time it was accompanied by a chilling chuckle.  Gaz herself was clearly spooked.  She didn't know what was happening, but tried to convince herself that it was all in her mind.

Problem was, it WAS in her head.  And it wasn't a good voice.

"Gaaaaaz . . ."

"WHO ARE YOU?!?" Gaz shouted, trying to suppress the fear that was creeping up.

"Gaaaaaz . . ."

"What do you want?!?!"

"Gaaaaaz . . . you know. . . ."

"No, I don't!  I know anything!"

"Gaaaaaz . . .  you know who I am. . . ."

"No, I don't!" Gaz protested, but she was lying to herself.  She knew that voice now.  She feared that voice.  It was starting to awaken a part of herself she tried so ardently to suppress.  An inner darkness inherit in being a vampire.

"Gaaaaz . . . serve me . . ."

"No . . ."

It was becoming harder to suppress.  Harder and harder and even harder.

"Gaaaaz . . . hear me. . . ."

"No!  I won't!  You're not real!"

"But I am real . . . serve me, Daughter."

Now, all vampresses are the Mother's daughters, as all vampires are her sons.  It does not mean a biological bond.

"I won't!  I . . . won't!!  I . . ."

"You know what you must do for me, Daughter."

Gaz was expressionless, haunched over on her bed.  But a radical change was happening.  Her fangs were getting ever slightly larger.  Her sking was becoming a more greenish-gray hue.  The sclera of her eyes took on the subtlest of yellowish hues.  Even her clothes seemed to have been bleached all-black.

She didn't speak for a tense moment.  Then she said, "Yes . . . Mother."

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*Yes, that would be a Family Guy reference.

[Cloak]

'Nother chapter.  Probably only gonna write one more after this.  But don't hold me to that.

CHAPTER FOUR:
Turnin' Heads

Gaz exited her thread in a black, Batman-styled cape, with a wide-brimmed, black hat.  She was also wearing sunglasses.  The sun was still out, but Gaz never should vulnerability to it.  But that's because she resisted the darkness.  Now, it had overcomed her, so she could bare contact with pure sunlight.

Cloak passed her, and was about to say why she was stealing his cloaked schtick, but he said nothing.  He sensed something different.  Something dark.  Looking back, Cloak could have stopped everything right there.  He could have acted -- he was the master of the Wood element after all . . . this thought would torture him for some time afterward.

Gaz met up with Guy, Horse and Faerie, who only noticed her odd dress and nothing else.  She lured them into the dark, as they tried to engaged her in conversation, but she looked around to see if they were alone.  They were . . . or so she thought.  She swiftly bit all three of them.

Within minutes, the three became cursed.  Curved fangs protruded from their mouths.  Their skin took on a deathly palor.  Their sclera became pools of oily black.  Horse's fur became matted, wild and coarse, and she became roughly humanoid.  All three were vampires now, subserviant to Gaz.

But this did not go unseen.  Sakki saw the whole thing.  Being a VOLCAROID, thereby being a being of no blood, she was immune to the curse.  But that didn't mean she could not be harmed.  Sakki went to warn the others, but the sun was starting its downard decent and RAF was virtually abandoned except for the four vampires and Cloaky, and he was nowhere in sight!

Sakki, hating herself for it, ran to the hills.

[Cloak]

Last chapter today -- oh, Blaze, you'll appear in the next one.  Sorry, you may have to wait until tomorrow for that.  But don't hold me to that.

Hmmm . . . short chapter . . .

CHAPTER FIVE:
Curses Again

Cloak suddenly felt a chill that he could not explain.  Feline Realm Walkers, as well as felines in general, could sense evil.  FuBar and Bladeh were away on family matters, and would be for some time.  The sun was beginning to set, and RAFians were returning to RAF from various other places -- Cloak did not know all the individual stories.

The Gaz and the newly-minted vampires were on the prowl.  They attacked and fed on Aquilai and Aila, adding the two Time Lords to their ranks.  The two grew long, white fangs, skin became corpse gray, and their eyes became solidly black.  Hopes that this would be enough for them to regenerate, as their kind do when fatally injured, were futile.  They were now undead.  But fortunately they were still without their TARDISes, so time itself was safe.

Then Yarin and Goom were the next victims added to their ranks.  Goom simply had his coloring inverted, his eyes glowed red, and two long, thin fangs snaked from his mouth.  Yarin's toes and fingers gained rough claws, his six eyes glowed red, and his rather weak-looking jaw strengthened as two strong, long, white fangs snaked down his face.  His skin became blacker than night.

The vampires then targeted Nate and Noelle, and turned them.  Nate's skin had gone chalk-white as his upper jaw wielded two sharp fangs.  Noelle's change was a bit more drastic.  Her tail-blade bloated a little and sharpened it's tip to become like a syringe, and her hooves gained fang-like "claws".  Her fur fell out to reveal a body rapidly becoming chalk white.

Then they targeted Demos and Phoenix, and turned them.  Or so they thought.  Demos's inherit regenerative ability would not allow it, and cured him immediately.  Phoenix's body just burst into flame, renewing his body and mind in the flame.  They were severely outnumbered by the twelve vamps before them, so they fled to the hills where, unbeknowst to them, Sakki hid.

Noelle and Goom made to go after them, when Evil Gaz held them back.  "Let them go.  They cannot be turned.  They are useless to our mission."

[Gaz]

I'm going to suck your RAFblood! Bleh bleh!

[Noelle]

Andalite vampires are epic.  Muahahaha!

[Blazing Angel]

My fire is purer than even the sun! BURN YOU UNHOLY ABOMINATIONS! BURN!

[Darth Revan]

Good thing I'm completely covered in a titanium alloy. Try to bite me, and you'll need a dentist.

[Cloak]

Hubris isn't a good thing, Parker.   Check out the "Shadow of the Bat!" episode of "Batman: The Brave and the Bold" (the very inspiration of this book), and pay very close attention to the Blue Beetle.

Sorry, no chapters today.  Barely enough time today to post this.

[Blazing Angel]

It occurs to me that being turned to pure gold, a medal soft enough that you can bend it with your fingers, and then falling out of the sky would lead to some major dents.

[Cloak]

Eh, tell that to the kid in middle school who wouldn't get outta my face until I ripped that gold necklace off him.  I usually don't like conflict -- first instinct is to run and hide (my RAFsona here is what I wish I could be IRL).  He probably still expects me to pay for it. . . .

Shortish chapter.

CHAPTER SIX:
Bloody Marie and Dark Designs

The new vampires were, again, on the prowl.  They stalked every corner of RAF, turning Esplin, Dameg and Broken.  Within minutes, they were three newly-minted vampiric monsters.

The chill went up Cloak's spine again, as he was engaging Richard in conversation.  He could not place it.  He looked in the shadows of the forum, and noticed that they seemed longer, deeper.  Cloak couldn't figure out why.

Meanwhile, the vampire horde turned Bear, Genies, Jess, and Shock.  Bear became what appeared to be a saber-toothed bear, Genies became pale and grew two long fangs, Jess had become a saber-toothed Tyclairecorn (or however you spell it), and Shock became a saber-toothed dragon, his scales losing all their pigment, his tail becoming horridly barbed.

Ash and Blaze were talking just outside the General Fan Fiction board, oblivious as Cloak and Richard to what's going on.  Ash was in her base form, and Blaze had his sword* sheathed.  They were calm, relaxed.  After all, how could they possibly suspect?

Meanwhile, Marie fell to Evil Gaz, becoming a silver-furred, saber-toothed fox.  Parker saw this, and aimed his gun at the horde.  He hesitated, not wanting to hurt any of his former comrades.  This nobility would prove to be his downfall.

"Stay where you are, Parker," Evil Gaz said, with a haunting, echoing tone.  She held back her horde.

Parker did what she wanted without realizing that she was putting him under her spell.  Her hypnotic abilities, inherent on all vampires, was grossly magnified by the Madre de Vampyra.  Parker's internal systems on his armor were struggling to compensate.

"Take off your helmet, Parker," Evil Gaz said in the same haunting tone with the same unblinking eye contact.

Parker fought it, but found that his helmet had been taken off.  Parker blinked, but he was still in Evil Gaz's thrall.  His body was moving of its own accord.

"Neck, please, Parker," Evil Gaz intoned.

Against his will, Parker's head bent to the left, exposing his neck.  He only had time to think, "Oh, ****," before Evil Gaz bit, and turned him.  The helmet remained on the ground, discarded and forgotten.

Blaze and Ash happened to notice this.  They were, as would be expected, more than a little perturbed at this.  Blaze had his hand on the hilt of his sword prepared to slay them all -- they were no longer RAFians, and could not be saved, in his opinion -- but Ash managed to convince him otherwise.  They fled to the hills with the other Immunities.

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*Sorry, Blaze, I just can't picture you without a sword for some reason.

[Blazing Angel]

This is my sword. The scholar's sword, a lightweight blade carried by gentleman, scholars, and Sun Tzu. Good for thrusting, enough to go through an unarmored body like it's butter.


I watch too much deadliest warrior.