New Toys

"What did my little brother decide to design this time?" Julius would ask with a raised eyebrow. "And please don't tell me that he decided to redesign his original portable coffin idea which ended in the deaths of twenty vampires."

"Don't worry, it is something that is even better than a portable coffin for us to sleep in during long missions. This is something that he decided to test himself along with some of our other elites." Gaer would say a almost devilish smile forming on his lips. "He finished developing his day suit."

"That psychopath did what now?" Julius would ask a look of pure disbelief forming upon his bearded face. "Is my brother becoming even more insane by becoming a day walker? In an era where hunters literally have the technology to tell who is a vampire, and who isn't."

"It was developed with stealth in mind, for us to be able to carry out our missions a bit faster without us having to worry about whether or not we are in a truly worrisome situation. And from the sounds of the current situation, it sounds like these suits will get a good use out of them." Gaer would say holding up a black 2 meter wide sphere. It held the Morave crest in the north most facing part of it, and seemed to reflect any light that currently was shining upon it.

The Morave crest held the M of the Morave name. With to two legs of the letter coming to a sharp point, almost reminiscent of the fangs of a vampire. Between the fangs there is a semi-circle that forms almost a drop of water. That is to represent the remnants of humanity that exist within every vampire of the Morave coven. Before it merged with the Xeres.

For every vampire that was apart of the Morave coven. No the Morave family. Held onto some distinct part of their humanity. And it is what kept most of them as compassionate as they could possibly be. And humane when it came to the dealings of humans. Even if most of them were rotted to the core. Even more so than any vampire would ever be.

From what Julius could see just from the shape of the sphere alone, and the face value quantities that it held. It seemed that the sphere was something his brother had pulled out all of the stops for.

"How long did he spend on designing this thing?" Julius would ask with a raised brow. It seemed almost like it was too good to be true. And knowing his brother, it was something that was usually the case. Most of the inventions he had made ended in disaster, or the deaths of several vampires. And there was usually no in between.

"He spent the last twenty years designing this and testing it himself. Ever since your youngest decided she wanted to see and feel the outside world during the day. And with great interest for doing so. And he wanted to give her that chance." Gaer would explain before pocketing the sphere. "But the real question here Julius. Is do you want us assisting the three children. Or sit back and relax while your daughters life is in danger?"

"I want you all to gather as much info as you can. On the Morgan family and their gods given enhancements. For I believe they are the only reason their clan has been able to push back against the council, and against Dracula. And send one of your own to assist." Julius would say, in the tone he usually did when giving orders to the elite of the Morave-Xeres vampires. For as its head, his orders were law. Whether they were liked or not.

"As you wish Julius. I shall see it done." Gaer would say with a smile before giving a formal bow and beginning to walk off. Although he and his men were completely exhausted from their back to back missions. It was days like these that allowed them to truly test out their capabilities.

Boris would be walking down the pitch black corridors of the cave. Unable to see anything that was before him, only being guided by the many bugs that were surrounding him, and infesting the cave system. Taking a deep breath. He would stop cold in his tracks the moment he felt a mysterious presence before him in the cave, almost as if it had suddenly appeared. He knew the feeling that every one in the damned Morave-Xeres coven had. And the one before him, he didn't recognize at all.

"Who are you?" Boris would ask before suddenly being assaulted by scorching hot flames, that almost overtook him where he stood. Almost blinding him in the process.

The moment he got his vision to truly adjust to the fierce light that was before him. He would see the sight of a formally dressed man with long locks of black hair standing before him. With nothing but a confident smile on his face. The clothes he wore were almost as black as the surrounding caves. With designs of skulls and bats almost fighting for dominance on the fabrics surface. And gold and black Jewelry that shone in the firelight that surrounded them.

"Does who I am truly matter, when I've gone out of my way to visit you Boris of the Morgan Coven?" The man would say with a thick accent that seemed derivative of the region of Transylvania . And it wasn't even being held back at all. The way he annunciated his words, it was almost like the will of the vampire before him was beginning to be stripped away.

"It does when my business doesn't involve creeps dress in black and gold." Boris would growl before taking a combative stance.

"Fine since you are choosing to be a kill joy about it. Not letting me have my fun what a shame." He would say sighing before his eyes began to glow a deep blood red. "The name is Dracula. I believe you've heard of me before yes?"