A Deathless Artist In Romania

A hard working vampire slave that wants his life back.. Will he earn it?

The midst of September had started; leaves fell almost every day ever since the wind was beginning to pick up speed. The outset of fall happened too soon, regret began to gust toward nature at this time. Millions of leaves were scattered in every spot in the city of Romania, where the climate is unsettled. A bipolar disorder will be the translation for this weather. In Romania, humans have been horrified ever since Elizabeth and Bladd Hoffmann were put to death, leaving their daughters, Eluvia and Eva, in the hands of a heartless servant. The Hoffmann’s were a blissful noble family, until their secret got exposed amongst the humans, who lived in an area where vampires truly exist.

Strange marks had been recognize on dead bodies found in Romania. Two red holes were constantly notice on the right side of their necks, in the same area, and in the same position. Some spoken it could have been a wild animal attack. Others argued it was a sign of a living vampire. A rich European couple lived in a dark grand castle in Romania. The humans became very suspicious about them because Elizabeth and Bladd were only recognized at night, but never seen in daylight.

The sun was emerging a chaotic crowd were moving toward the castle. Elizabeth and Bladd slept throughout the day like bats. It was the perfect time to kill them. Breaking inside their mansion was simple. The people separated into two groups, so they could look throughout the castle. One group discovered two gory coffins in the heart of the basement. Elizabeth and Bladd were real vampires!

The sun luster was strong to burn over their coffins. Elizabeth and Bladd cried in pain. They were locked inside. Lukas, the servant was the one that secured the caskets, long before the humans decided to haunt for them. He wanted them out his life. They felt safe since the vampires couldn’t escape. Elizabeth and Bladd’s ashes vanish into the air. The sun killed them!

Centuries passed as humans continued to talk about the tragic incident like some kind of fable. Old timers would have side- bar conversations that were endless. Some state it might have been a conspiracy others just thought of being secured in their homes. The vampires were Europeans, they originated from Germany, in a district where many homes touched each other. They settled in a castle it was as grand as an abandoned asylum. The air around the castle felt thinner than normal and the soil was rough. The Hoffmann’s castle stood on top of a dormant volcano, where it was dark and undisturbed.

The area was unbothered by the humans, but it was home for the servant. Lukas lived inside the mansion along with Eluvia and Eva. They were no longer young little vampires anymore, they were cruel devils that grew up to be pain and he aches for Lukas.

Slaughtering young adults wasn’t a tradition for him. He was the servant of Eluvia and Eva, so he had to do his job or else he would die. He wanted a normal life. Halloween is the perfect day in October to butcher petty souls. On this day, many teens were curious about the evil castle sitting aloft the lava. They were told that it was haunted by lost, lingering, lonely spirits, and to never poach on the Hoffmann’s land (some disobeyed). The legend of the tower timid most of them, but there were others who wanted to find out answers for themselves, so a gang of teenagers trespassed on the Hoffmann’s land. Feeling abnormal approaching the area was uncontrollable because of the temperature; the ground felt scorching hot and the air above felt like ice.

The full moon above had an evil smirk in the middle of the night. The group was concerned in viewing something odd about the castle, as darkness lifted above the teenagers slowly along with a blast of cold wind. This darkness was unnatural; they couldn’t see the castle anymore. Many thought it was a sign telling them to leave. It was a waste of time, so they pulled out their cellular devices and took pictures of the evil tower. Although, some didn’t have internet connection. (Many left the eerie area) It was getting too late; leaving the land would be a wise decision to make, except for Karl, who was waiting for company in the middle of the night.

The day before Halloween swallowed the city, a sixteen year old boy named Karl had spoken to Lukas. He was a big fan of his paintings in the museum. Lukas was a paint artist in Romania. The boy remained patiently on the land of blood and thirst. The window above was only colored for him to peek out of; Lukas knew Karl would be standing in front of the door in the middle of the night. Inviting this free spirit is a gift for Eluvia and Eva.

Inside the heart of the castle were creepy stairs covered in black fabrics in the center of the floor. It felt strange walking inside a spacious castle. It was Karl first time actually being inside of a castle, so he didn’t know what to expect. Not only that, the temperature over him was extremely cold.

Lukas didn’t want to blood- shed this poor child; company was there for a reason, so he had to get what he wanted. Lukas had a great impression about humans. He had the ability to control the human’s minds, drink blood, and eat human food. He thought of himself as a monster that Bladd created.

Karl asked if he could walk around to observe information about the castle to use as proof. The boy was approaching his death; it was only a matter of time for him to figure out, when it was going to happen. Giving the company a chanced to snoop around was part of Luka’s plan. The view around Karl was buried, the background on the walls were painted black with different ancient vampire posts on each wall.

There was a huge skeleton chandelier lamp hanging down from the ceiling. The setting was like a vampire movie scene that Karl saw once at a movie theater. Karl was terrified of vampires, he thought they truly existed. Only Lukas knew that answer. A huge portrait had caught his attention; it was a notion of the owners with Elizabeth and Bladd names written at the bottom of the picture in red bold ink.

All the parents in the city never spoke about Elizabeth and Bladd death, so the names didn’t bother Karl. It felt odd seeing the reflections of them, since they both had paled white skin. Elizabeth had round hazel eyes with curly red hair. Bladd eyes were really dark with a message; he wasn’t a fan of taken pictures.

The prying boy spent hours upstairs inside the cold mansion. Lukas gave him his privacy, while he looked throughout an old- fashioned fish lot. It was the perfect spot to buy a deep bucket. The container will be used to conserve his blood. Lukas had to feed Eluvia and Eva it was his job every single night.

Karl was agitated as he tried to twist the doorknob, even though there were keys approaching the other side. Karl didn’t realize he was left alone. The door unlocked, it was Lukas, at that moment Karl started to interrogate him about the notions of vampires. Lukas knew he was going to be interviewed.

The servant had no choice but to kill the child. He will have to betray the “truth” about the circumstance. Lukas was good at persuading humans, but mentioning the myth was part of his witty plan. He had a better conception.

Lukas was born with fangs, if Karl saw them he would be afraid. Lukas couldn’t use his extensive teeth because he forbade drinking blood, and he chose to eat human food instead. It was part of his normal life. Powder jelly doughnuts was his favorite meal.

He revealed his lengthy blunt fangs. Karl quickly tried to dash over him. He was horrified at the same time. They both tousled all over the floor, but Lukas was stronger than him. Lukas was only competing with the kid, however he could have thrown the boy across the room with his bare hands. Instead, he jabbed him in the stomach with a needle that was inside his pocket. The medicine will only make him dozy for now. Karl isn’t dead yet, he was asleep for now. The servant had other plans involved for him.

A deep wide bucket was placed underneath his body. Karl was hung upside down inside a bleak basement. The basement was Luka’s anguish room. Lukas went inside the dark basement. He had a perfect eye sight in the dark, that’s how he did his job.

Lukas was standing in front of him along with a sharp razor inside his gloved hands. He stabbed him in his neck the blood flowed into the bucket. “Sorry Karl”. Lukas head was down, he never thought he would ever kill a child. The bucket was filled with darkened red blood. Karl was spiritless; Lukas had to get rid of the body. Lukas delivered blood bags to Eluvia and Eva, his work was done. Eluvia and Eva were soothed.

Back of, becoming a servant for the blood suckers. Lukas had a strong background before it all happen. Lukas was adopted by a women name Carrie. Carrie was a single women, who needed company just like him. Carrie was a painter it was her hobby. She painted many pictures with her son. Lukas was intrigued by her work, and started to paint too.

The people in Romania started to recognize their paintings. Lukas became an artist at the age of twenty, and his paintings became more expensive. He became popular because everyone loved his work, and people spent lots money on his paintings. Lukas life was perfect until Bladd killed Carrie in front of him. That was the day he met a vampire.

Today, Lukas is two hundred years old and still looks pleasing. He was reborn in the twentieth century in Germany. Lukas wasn’t married or single at the time, but he was attractive. His enchanting eyes were navy blue. He had perfect clear white soft skin; his long hair was darkened with polish. His body structure was strong and fine. Lukas was half vampire.

The humans saw him as a “good man”. But, as for him he was a hidden monster. Lukas was an Artist not a vampire slave. The only way he was going to earn his freedom is by killing Eluvia and Eva Hoffmann.

“It was dinner time.”

Tonight wasn’t the same like the other nights. This time Eluvia and Eva was in for a rule awakening. The servant gave them dead blood. They became seriously sick.

Lukas begin to paint both of them as he watched their bodies rot day by day. He turned his head and smiled, letting them both know they will be remembered. Lukas lived with his secret.