Vampires: 3

A Story by Abishai100

Last installment in my vampire-series; Amlan/Marcus dart to Belgium for what should be their final-destination, to engage a dark-prince (vampire) with view for plane-life.

My 3rd installment in my vampires-series (triad), and actually just the 2nd after Prologue and Vampires: 1 on WritersCafe. Thanks for reading,

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AMLAN: Where to next, for this next-stop to evade that first-queen, for evils?
MARCUS: Well, honestly buddy, this should be the 3rd/final move (for us) now.

AMLAN: I concur, doctor vampire hunter (ha)...leviathan/uncertainty.

MARCUS: Selfie-like.

AMLAN: Well, how about that clue we got...to Belgium (Brussels).

MARCUS: Facebook-like (great walks/things/buildings/ale!).

Amlan and Marcus were en-route, and they took their Euro-train to Brussels, and all the while, Marcus was assembling his tiny crossbows that shot tiny explosive pellets that released garlic, Holy-Water, or some sedative/tranquilizer, for they knew this last pit was about finding some vampire prince whose little castle in Belgium would be filled with both male/female blood-immortals, and they knew this prince of darkness wouldn't simply be detectable like he was inviting them inside to scope out their weapons-merchandise or toy-sales (hmmm).

PRINCE: Watching Fellini (Satyricon), gents (come inside, ok).

AMLAN/MARCUS: A suit-and-tie on a Saturday morning for pre-brunch, friend?

PRINCE: I'm no one's friend...I shall narrate the Fellini so you appreciate it.

AMLAN/MARCUS: We already do...and we think there's guards-folk in your closet.

PRINCE: Are you fans of Satyricon, gents?

AMLAN/MARCUS: We brought some toys like knucklebones play (on your floor).

PRINCE: Go for it...just keep quiet while I narrate Belgium for ya (ok).

AMLAN/MARCUS: Facebook-like?

Amlan/Marcus returned to the States (American Homeland) and opened a pizza-eatery/dive that served great soups too (Bostonian) and recounted their tri-stop Euro-misadventure with vampire legends/maps and wanted to forget mostly that prince of darkness (no-name!) who required them to be acrobats on his skyscraper balcony with his vampire guard-minions pre-flight from Europe altogether. They survived; they got notes for their adapted comics-series online; and they wanted to simply serve human beings sun-dried tomato pizza and tomato bisque with sour-cream (for the Ego).