Adam Kort, Didier Felix and Robby Lempretch all deside to go ghost hunting in an old mansion nicknamed 'the kurokon mansion' or black spirit mansion. little do they know they will be dragged into a world of dark and morbid realities that should only belong in fantasy.

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Chapter 6

Robby put up a real fight getting into the room, he squirmed and thrashed but to no avail. The large vampire had a death grip on him and sat him in the chair quickly. He glared around at everyone and saw the two of us. Haytham had his cold hands pining me to himself so I couldn’t do anything. It was amazing how strong he was, he was just lightly pressing down on my shoulders and I couldn’t move.
The large vampire came back with a vile of clear liquid and injected it into Robby, then pulled him out of the chair and joined the rest of the group. The large crowd of vampires started leaving and Haytham began to lead me away. I thought I was going to be taken back to the room with Robby and Didier but I was wrong, instead I was taken down another dark hallway to a bedroom.
Once in the bedroom Haytham closed the door and locked it then faced me.
“How do you feel” he asked, looking at me with his piercing amber eyes.
“I want to see my friends” I said angrily, I wasn’t about to be separated from the only other humans here.
“They aren’t your friends anymore” Haytham said his voice cold “From the moment that needle broke your skin all connections with them were severed”.
“But that’s not fair!” I yelled loosing my temper “I didn’t ask for this! I don’t want this! Let us go!” to show my anger I kicked the wall which only gave me some sore toes with my anger.
“Please, we had no choice, I’m sorry it had to be you but there was no other way” he said sounding sincere.
“No!” I screamed, “I hate you! I hate all of you!” I wanted to hit him, to hurt him. The anger was burning in my throat and making my eyes hot with tears.
Without thinking I grabbed an ornament off of a small desk and threw it at him. He simply stepped out of the way and it shattered on the wall behind him. This only made me angrier and I ran at him. He didn’t move so a just began to beat on him, I was short so all I could do was pound my fists on his chest, which was surprisingly hard. Eventually I gave up and just slumped on him sobbing into his chest. I don’t know why I cried, I wouldn’t have normally, but I guess this wasn’t a ‘normal’ situation.
He let me drown his shirt in tears for a long time then he gently placed his cold hand on my back.
“Why don’t you go to sleep” he said gently “you look awful”.
My eyes did hurt if I kept them open so I nodded and went over to the bed and lay on it for a long time before drifting to sleep.
(this chapter was kinda short but its a chapter non-the-less, please comment)

Chapter 5

Normally I would have laughed at his claim but for some reason I didn’t doubt it. In fact everything mad sense now, really cruel and scary sense. The way they moved and maneuvered in the absolute dark without flashlights. The way they just sent a chill down your spine. It all made sense. Our captors were vampires.
We all stared at him, mouths open. Robby looked like he was going to puke and Didier was on the verge of fainting. I must have looked something like Robby. The news had caused my stomach to drop, making me feel sick. The vampire noticed how we looked and raised his hands defensively
“We are not going to drink your blood or anything”
At this Didier grounded himself and said “then what’s this turning thing?”
“It’s really easy” Haytham reassured us “we don’t have to bite you or anything. We have taken the venom out of our fangs the same way you do to snakes. We will just inject you with it. You might feel some pains in your stomach and teeth but other then that it’s painless.”
We all stared at him again
“And if we don’t want to” Robby said
The vampire sighed. “Then you are of no use to us and you have seen us so we will have to kill you.”
Now even if we did want to retort we couldn’t have, all three of us felt sick to our stomachs. Haytham slowly stood, his unnaturally fluid motion really stood out now. And he took a short bow “so who’s first?”
I expected none of us to respond or all of us to tell him off but something did happen. One of us did volunteer. It was Didier.
He had slowly raised his hand as if he was in school. The vampire looked surprised too but pulled the shaking boy from the floor. Then led him out of the room.

Me and Robby sat in a dead silence still in shock after all that had happened. We had been captured by vampires wanting us to join their ranks of the undead. And Didier had VOLENTEERED to be the first to be changed. He was always a little weird and into this kind of stuff but I was still scared for him. I knew he hated his home life, his father was never around and his mother didn’t seem to really care for him. So he had taken up the paranormal, he loved it, ghosts, demons, ghouls you name it! Didier would have had a fix on it at one point. But I didn’t want to do this; I had more then just these two as friends and two loving parents plus a five-year-old brother. Imagine what his life would be like if his big brother suddenly disappeared.
Robby was shaking too; he had SIX siblings, and a step dad. Because he was the oldest he had to help his dad take care of the younger. He was probably more against this then I was. Even if he constantly complained about his siblings I’m sure he loved them deep down. As I did my little brother.

The door opened again, but no Didier, it was Haytham again. His piercing eyes scanned us and he said
“Who’s next?” when neither of us spoke he walked into the room and grabbed for one of us, me! I tried to struggle and pull away but the vampire was too strong. He dragged me into a room where about a dozen other vampires stood around arm chair. I was set down in it. Straps had been crudely sewn to it and I was tied down. Looking around the room my eyes stopped on a figure that the creepy vampire Faruq was holding. Didier was obviously unhappy to be held by this particular vampire but staring on absently at me.
Haytham grabbed a small plastic cup filled about halfway with a clear liquid. He began to advance toward me but was stopped by a bulky figure.
“Which clan’s venom is that Haytham?” it growled.
“Mine” he snarled back “the night bird clan was promised one of them.”
“Why not have the next?” the bulky vampire retorted.
“Because this one seems to me to be the most suitable for my clan. I am willing to take him as my apprentice”.
They glared at each other for a while then the bulky one let him go, he walked over to me and extracted the venom from the cup. I was shaking and felt like crying with fear, but it would do no good in my case. Haytham grabbed my left arm and pulled it strait. Slowly he pressed the needle into my flesh and injected it. I didn’t feel anything; it was like getting a shot at the doctors.
The vampire undid the straps and pulled me to my feet. We then joined the crowd and the bulky one went to get Robby.

chapter 4

It was a long time before we began to try and think of escaping. We sat in a tense silence for what felt like days. Finally Robby began to dig through his pockets.
“My cell phone!” he cried “it’s gone!”
“You think they’d be stupid enough to leave something to call the police here with us?” Didier said annoyed.
“What do we do” I whimpered, hiding my face in my hands.
“Well lets think” Robby said, I knew he wasn’t being sarcastic “they offered us light and food, and from what Diddy told us, they want us alive for something.”
“I’m scared” Didier said “they said something about ‘turning’ us”.
“Maybe they’re some kind of cult” I suggested.
Robby shook his head “I don’t know, but it’s scary”.

Time passed and eventually they brought us food. Didier kept his distance from one short and dirty one with brown hair, they all had amber eyes. I guessed that this one must have been Faruq, he grinned evilly at us the whole time they were there. The other two were hooded and stayed silent the whole time. Before they left Faruq turned to face us
“I expect your time will come soon piggies” He jeered “how many of you will survive the first test I wonder”.
One of the hooded figures slapped him and the shoulder to silence him and they left.

Time passed, none of us wanted to touch the food. We just stared at it, sandwiches and cokes. They weren’t exactly treating us like prisoners. Finally our stomachs growled and I picked up one of the sandwiches. It had ham slices and mayonnaise in it. I didn’t suspect poison, but was cautious at first anyway. When my stomach took over my mind I finally ate it, and the others shortly joined. The sodas were warm from sitting in the room for so long but we drank them anyway.
We all stayed awake after that, tired as we were. We guessed it was day outside, but there was no way to tell. The torch had gone out though and we had lit the candles. Their light was dim and made our faces look creepy; we could hardly see the room now.

The one named Haytham came in shortly after the torch had gone out. He lit it again and looked at us. We all huddled a little closer. I didn’t like any of these guys, there was something unnatural in the way they moved. Their movements were too silky and smooth to be human. They felt dangerous, I don’t know how to describe it, and there was just a natural fear that came with their presence. The same chill we got when we saw them in the hall was with them at all times. Haytham was a little less in this way; he was less cold to us and was careful when he spoke.
Haytham sat in front of us and sighed
“How are you?”
“‘How are you’?!” Robby roared “You capture us, throw us in a dark room and keep us like prisoners! And all you can say is ‘how are you’?!”
Haytham winced at his out burst “I am sorry we have to do this to you. I have asked them to treat you all better, you are honored guests here. We need you three. Please keep patience at the others, they are young.”
Robby held his retort.
So I took hold of the silence “Wh-what do you want us for?”
Haytham took a deep sigh and scratched the scar on his cheek nervously.
“We’re not human, you may have guessed that…our race is dying, so against our instinct and laws we are capturing human boys like yourselves and…turning them. You will be our next generation; you are needed by all of us”.
Didier stared and then muttered “what are you”.
Haytham looked up at him and the left corner of his mouth pulled up into a weird smile that strangely contorted his scar.
“We’re vampires”

Chapter 3

Didier Groaned and his eyes fluttered open, he was still in the old dusty armchair, in the same musty study but Adam was gone. In his place there were about five of the dark silhouettes. He didn’t move, he remembered looking up to see one holding him in place and then bending over and breathing something on him that knocked him out. The five were talking
“Why didn’t you put him with the other Haytham?” the one closest to him snapped at a tall thin one. The one called Haytham advanced a pace.
“The one he was with” he pointed at Didier “darted away, I had to catch him or he might escape. Then he would have informed their authorities of us being here and we would have to have fled”.
The one who had snapped at Haytham sighed and scratched his head. He turned to face Didier, who flinched.
“He’s awake now though” this figure sighed “what should we do”.
Haytham walked forward and grabbed Didier's chin surveying his face. Didier cried out and tried to pull away but Haytham’s grip was to strong.
“Stop wiggling” he grunted at Didier.
He then turned to face the others “I think he’ll do if we turn him soon. He’s healthy and lively, the only point of discussion is who will take him and watch him. Same goes for the other two. The YaChou clan is loosing numbers, but same with the Kuroka… we have to make the choice soon, before they begin to lose their spark.” He looked back at Didier and asked him “what are your friends names?” Didier was at a point were he felt that doing something stupid and courageous was called for so he spit in the figures face and told him to do something he would have normally.
Haytham looked at him for a while, but another one of the figures pushed him out of the way and slapped Didier “filthy rat!” it barked at him. Haytham grabbed this ones shoulder and said “peace Faruq!” Faruq bowed slightly and said “sorry sir, I couldn’t stop myself”.
The one named Haytham bent to look at Didier again.
“Please tell us” he said in a soft voice “we will not harm them or you”.
Didier was still refusing to speak and slowly but eventually they gave up after Faruq had beaten him a few more times.
They forced him from the chair and carried him down a hall blind folded, not that it would have mattered, he couldn’t see in this dark anyway. They dragged him to a door and Haytham peered in it with a flashlight. He turned to the one holding him and said
“They’re awake, let him in”
Didier was shoved into the room violently, he was very scared now and was so happy to see that in the room Adam and Robby sat staring, tears welled in his eyes. Haytham lit a torch and put out water and candles, then left. Didier was scared now, it had just hit him how horrifying the whole thing was and sobbed into Adams shoulder for a long time.

Chapter 2

I had pretty much forgotten to breathe by this point, the door had opened slowly. I was waiting for the dark figure to swoop down on me and kill me. But it didn’t, in fact, nothing happened, it was totally and brutally silent. I stayed huddled on the floor, shaking from head to foot. I stood slowly, not knowing what would happen when I did; my heart was ready to leap up my throat and out my mouth. I forced my rubbery legs to carry me to the doorway, hesitated, then glanced down the hallway. No one was there.
Suddenly a hand grabbed my shoulder and with surprising force flung me back into the room. I heard laughing as three figures were pushing me between them. I was yelling and babbling pleas for help before I was grabbed firmly and held in place by two strong hands. I think I struggled and kicked, crying for help, but my mind was overrun with fear. I saw a black mass lean over me, it was right in my face and I felt the hot breath again, this time flowing into my lunges. I suddenly felt horridly light headed and my body collapsed in the grip of the attacker. Then everything went black.

I awoke in a miserable state. I was cold, and in pitch dark, my bones ached from laying on a hard surface for too long. I forced myself painfully into a sitting position. And began to crawl around, grouping for something to hold on to. My hands found something rapped in fabric. It was warm and seemed like it was breathing. It gave out a loud cry when I put my hands on it, I recognized the cry.
“Robby?” I whispered to the thing.
It moved slowly and responded in a weak and shaky voice “Adam? Is that you?”
“Yeah, what happened?”
“I don’t know, I was walking away ready to leave, but I got lost and began to call for you guys. Then those black things came and swarmed around me. I don’t really remember much after that”.
“That’s pretty much what happened to me too” I said, scared.
“Where’s Diddy?” Robby asked, I had taken my hands off him and he was sitting up now.
“We got separated” I groaned “the black thing knocked him out, that’s all I know”.
There was a long pause which I broke by asking where we were. Robby said he had no idea, when he had woken up he had just lay in the dark, not wanting to move around. So I began to crawl around the room, I found the walls and what felt like plates or something. Standing I traced my hands along the walls, they were rough like stucco. There were two plain mattresses on the floor, I tested them then led Robby to them, it would be more comfortable then lying on the stone floor. We both sat on the fatter of the mattresses and talked in hushed tones. Our eyes couldn’t adjust to the dark, there was not the faintest tint of light, the room held no windows. We don’t know how long we sat there, wishing we were home in bed.
Suddenly light met our eyes from the far end of the room, there was one of the black figures standing in the doorway holding a flash light. He blinded us with the flash light examining our faces one at a time. He looked over his shoulder and said something to an unseen assistant. Another figure ran in and tossed a third in. at first I was horrified, then I noticed the familiar body shape of the third. It was Didier.
After he had stumbled in the one with the flash light walked over to one of the walls. Set high in the wall was a torch, the figure struck a lighter illuminating his nose and glitter of eyes, and then he lit the torch lighting up the room. The figure was no longer just a black silhouette but now was a man. He looked in his late thirties, his pale skin stretched over muscles and bone. His eyes were an amber color. He had a large scar that started at his left ear and ended at the bridge of the nose, there were other, less noticeable scars all over his body, but the one on his face was the darkest. He surveyed the three of us with a stern look on his face then said “the torch should last about five hours” he tossed down some candles “when it looks like it’s about to go out, use these until we can replace it.” His voice was horse and weak, but still shook us up.
“Are you hungry” he asked us. We all shook our heads no. He bent over and placed three water bottles on the floor. He looked up again after this, his eyes were like knives. He pointed to a door that I hadn’t noticed before “there’s a bathroom in there”. Then silently he left.
Didier stumbled over to us and grabbed me shaking. He was pale and his eyes were red like he had been crying. I also noted bruises, nasty ones.
“Wh-what did they do Diddy?” Robby stammered.
He just began to sob again and I tried to comfort him.
“Th-their not human” he sobbed gripping my shirt tightly.