Abandoned Hospital

[Violet]

Just outside the main town, where the darkness barely reached, there was a lone building. The roads leading to it had been closed off, all the doors and windows boarded over. A sign nearby struggled to stand under its own weight. Most of the text had faded away but one was still obvious, “Hospital”.

The surroundings were deathly quiet. There were no houses or signs of life nearby. Just a few roads, which of course was closed.

Then there was a sign of life; headlights coming down one of the roads. The loud rumbling of powerful engines broke the night, followed by the sound of wood breaking-the vehicle must have broken through a gate. The noise awoke something within the hospital. The lights lured it towards what once were windows.

The vehicle stopped. Several figures came out and began to work. Within minutes, generators hummed and giant flood lights came to life, illuminating the area with bright white light. The figures wore overalls and hard hats, probably from a demolition company.

“I bet you if we look in there we will find lots of stuff we can sell on!” One man said.

“You’re not here to loot, you’re here to work” A woman replied, obviously in charge.

“Yeah yeah” the man replied, fetching a box out of the truck they had arrived in. It read “Explosives”

“Get the crowbar will you Ben, we need to plant these in the basement.” The woman ordered, looking at the building. “a little old place like this should be easy to level.”

The man fetched a crowbar and pried his way into one of the doors. A powerful stench hit him, the smell of decaying bodies and blood.

“Jesus- I thought they were meant to keep hospitals clean!” the man said, staggering back.

“Just shut up and fetch the explosive, this place is giving me the creeps.” The supervisor said, shivering.

“Stop being so sca-“ The man replied, but was cut off by a crashing sound from within the hospital. He almost yelped in shock.

“It’s probably rats or something, just get back to work” The woman explained, walking into the opened up doorway. The man followed.

Inside, the place was a complete mess. Almost every chair, table, stretcher, ashtray was knocked over. There were claw marks on the walls. There were bloodstains on the floor. There was a woman standing in the middle of the corridor looking away from them, seemingly clutching something. She was wearing a short, tattered skirt, the man noticed.

“Oh, there’s some sort of drug addict hiding in here!” he said, laughing. “You alright love? How did you get in here?” He asked, nudging his female co worker with a grin. She looked quite scared in comparison.

The new woman slowly turned around, her entire appearance a mess. The duo saw what she was clutching – it was a dead rat, and it looked like it had been drained of all blood. The woman had scalpels tied to her fingers to create something like talons. She had a little trail of blood flowing from her mouth, dripping off her chin. She grinned brightly at them.

“Welcome, dinner guests!” she yelled at them. They jumped at the volume of her voice.

“We should get out of here” the man said. His partner looked like she had frozen in fear.

“Oh, why leave?” the insane woman asked. “I know I don’t have much to offer for dinner but we can make do!” She said, picking up a chair. “Might I suggest person?” she asked, suddenly appearing in front of them and swinging the chair down on the woman’s head. The hard hat took most of the impact but she was disorientated a bit.

“What the hell a-“ the man began to yell but he was stopped suddenly when he felt sharp pains in his neck. He noticed the insane woman’s arm reaching towards his chest. he noticed blood flowing down her hand and her arm. Clumsily, he fell down unconscious, several wounds in his neck.

By now the woman in the hard hat had crawled to a corner, too scared to try and escape. She watched as the insane woman knelt down and sucked on the mans neck, drinking him. The two women watched one another the whole time, one cowering, and one grinning. She had finished with the man and kicked him aside.

“Not bad for a starter, but I’ve always preferred desert…” She said, walking towards the cowering woman. “You’re a sweet little thing. I’d like to save you for later but you might go bad by then…” she explained, making the poor woman sob in fear.

“Please spare me! I have a name you know! I ha-“she begged, only to be cut off by the woman gripping her neck.

“Well I don’t have a name. But you can call me Violet. Everyone else here does.”
And with that, she dug her fangs into the woman’s neck, causing her to scream extremely loudly. After she was done, she stood up, looking at the bodies. She threw the dead rat aside and left through the hole that was made.

“I’m going to get a new pet” she said, squinting at the bright lights outside. She saw a lit up town. She wandered in its direction.

((If anyone wants to intercept Violet now please do, shes only just started to stumble towards town))

[Philistine]

(Note: Since Philistine only speaks Hebrew I shall use Italics for him speaking till he's able to speak English and use bold for his thoughts, i thought I would inform you on this, thank you.)

Philistine slipped out of the train station quietly, his breath soft and hidden behind a purple scarf he'd kept from the Holy land. It was so difficult to keep his thirst under control when surrounded by so many humans.

Philistine breathed softly, the darkness of the town hung lightly on the border but he could finally sense the freedom he's always wished for; it was within metres.

"Town of the dead, I like to introduce myself, I am Philistine Hephaestus. I come from the Holy Land, I shall try and keep as much violence needed to a minor amount if you grant me peace and safety."

Philistine slowly bowed his head, the hood finally falling back across his back to reveal his bald head. He had to be careful about the sun on the boat ride to England so in doing so he created a kind of cloak to cover himself and somewhat isolate him from the other Immigrants. But it was ok now, he hadn't any need to be protected from the night, no it was the night who needed to be protected from him.

Philistine reached behind him, his hand taking hold of the silk cloth tied around his mouth and removed it, his mouth widening stretching to reveal his fangs. He also slipped his hand around his hammer pulling at the cloth, it dropped to the ground with a small thump.

A warhammer designed by his family, a clan of massive vampires, no it's not a term but true fact, they are known for their size and strength unfortunately as a final son of his father who hadn't been killed off by war and other things he was the freak, the man to break the mold however it didn't stop him from reaching for the heavens. The hammer has always hung over his fathers table, un-used for centuries as he left his father had given him the weapon, his strength was so great he would be able to wield it with greatness and honour.

Philistine began to walk towards the town but he stopped, the sudden scent of blood, he gasped it was so strong, he could sense the blood he longed for, it was begging for him to drink it, the thirst was outrageously uncontrolable.

"Oh Sweet scent, how could thou be so tempting?" Philistine whispered, his tongue running over the points of his teeth.

"Please be kind and let it be alot of blood, I am so thirsty." He said as he turned towards the scent, his hand grabbing or holding himself against the wall.

He stopped, his eyes falling onto Violet as he arrived at the construstiong site, his teeth bared. "What are you doing killing so many innocent humans?!

He may have been hungry but he would still not have killed so many people, it's a horrible crime to kill so many.

Philistine slowly blinked before smiling gently. "Vampire."

(Note: Everything he just said is in Hebrew so feel free not to understand XD)

[Violet]

Annoyed by the bright lights, Violet proceeded to throw rubble at the floodlights before leaving. Suddenly she heard voices - new voices, in another language. She peered around her surroundings, curious. She spotted the large outline of very tall man. She glared at him for a moment before approaching him with large, exaggerated strides. She stopped a small distance and yelled out to him.

“Hi! Who are you?” She appeared to be friendly, giving a little wave. She was still bloody from her meal.

[Philistine]

Philistine stared at her, he had forgotten that his native tongue was Hebrew. "Typical."

Philistine slowly walked nearer to her, his eyes finally fitted to be able to see Violet, he lifted his hand to signal she had a bit of blood on her nose.

He gave this weird blush, he defiantly wasn't used to girls.

Philistine began to speak but stops to take a deep breath. He had to think hard about how he is going to introduce himself to her.

"Philistine Hephaestus." He whispered in barely English.

He defiantly wouldn't fight against her, for some strange reason for her messiness, old cloths and her untidiness kind of attracted herself to Philistine.

"And yourself beautiful?" He whispered pointing at her to kind of give the hint he was asking her the same question.

[Violet]

Violet raised an eyebrow before bowing gracefully in front of Philistine.

“Lady Violet the Third” she said, smirking. She stood back up and looked around, trying to ignore the voices in her head.

I don’t know what this guy is all about.
I think he means you harm in the near future.
He’s alright now though go along with it.
Yeah, it could be a laugh.
Just be careful…

She shook her head and smiled at Philistine again, before pointing at him.

“Phil” She said simply. “I’ll call you Phil. We can be friends.” she continued, nodding. She then took a step towards the town before looking back to Philistine and nodding towards the town, beckoning him to follow.

[Philistine]

"Phil?" He chuckled lightly, it was the first time someone been nice to him however that didn't stop him from keeping his hopes down, he wasn't expecting much.

"Would you like to sit on my shoulders as we walk??" he said softly, indicating a ride on his shoulders, he had no idea how to be with girls so he was just going to attempted to be normal.

Philistine smiled lightly before pulling out a hip flask from his bag and taking a sip of the rich in iron and protein B negative blood, he sighed lightly.

"What happened in there?" He asked after offering her a ride, also point toward the newly-paint-in-blood building behind them.

[Violet]

With a little smile, Violet removed the blades from her fingers, placed them in her little bag climbed up to Philistine’s shoulders and sat on them, holding onto his forehead for balance. She was surprisingly light

“Oh… That used to be my home” she said, sounding sad. “But then some people came to destroy it and I knew it wasn’t mine no more” she continued to explain, sounding really sad. “I killed ‘em, but there will be more soon. It’s alright; I was getting bored of that old place anyway.”

She pointed towards the town but something caught her eye. There were a couple of feral vampires approaching them, probably drawn by the scent of blood. They wore clothes that were torn and dirty, but unlike Violet, they also moved on all fours instead of standing upright. The lust for blood had simply turned them into animals over the years. The voices in her head ran amok, warning her about them.

“Phil, they mean us harm” she said simply and calmly.

[Philistine]

Philistine smiled before placing her onto the ground next to him.

"Stay." He pointed to her a little glint in his eyes. "I will let no one harm Violet."

He took hold of his minigun, the smile grew bigger as he loaded the ammo. "Typical, I'm enjoying a nice convestation with a lovely girl and someone comes and interupts."

Philistine grabbed the barrels of the minigun and gave it a quick spin, his face becoming slightly darker.

"No one will not harm Violet!" He roars the rounds beginning to blast from his gun, it was strangely silenter then normal untill a few seconds later where the true sound began.

((Violet, i'll let you control them.))

[Violet]

Violet covered her ears and screamed in fear of the loud minigun. She hid just behind the large mass of person where she considered it safe.

The first feral vampire was cut down by the minigun fire, turning into a fine red mist. The second one however jumped between cover, gaining ground rapidly. It tried to pounce upon Violet who instinctively punched it in the face. Her vampire strength knocked it back upon a broken fence. It was impaled on several jagged fence posts, for Philistine to make the killing blow.

“Make that loud noise stop!” Violet yelled at Phil, pointing at the minigun. “Violet hates loud noises!”

[Philistine]

Philistine stared at Violet, instantly grabbing the barrel making it stop.

"Oh, i am so sorry Violet!" Philistine dropped down onto one knee, the hammer showing behind him, he looked at her straight in the eye.

"Please forgive me, i didn't mean to scare you!"

He placed his hand onto her shoulder truly showing consern, he frowned lightly at her before lifting his hand behind her grabbing onto the face of another vampire, his fist tighening it's grip around the face.

"Watch Phil." He said softly.

He threw the body away, his eyes quickly scanning the area.

"Clan." He whispered, his hand slowly reaching for his hammer, he kept looking around the area watching as more vampires appered.

"Violet." He mouthed softly at her. "Run."

He slowly stood up, the handle of his hammer slammed lightly onto the ground, his fist tighening around the grip. "Run."

[Violet]

It looks like he’s trying to protect you
Why don’t you just run away?
You should help him.

Violet looked at Philistine with concern. She didn’t want her new friend to die, but she was no good at fighting.

“I’ll hide over on the building.” She said as she scurried off. She climbed the building with relative ease and stood on the roof, watching Philistine.

You’ve left him to die now
Perfect, a good view for a good show
why didn’t you help him?
I wonder how long he will last…

“Be quiet! He’ll be fine. I’ll just get in his way if I try to fight!” she shouted to herself.

[Philistine]

Philistine smiled softly before suddenly bursting out in laughter, his muscles flexing slightly. "God be with you."

The vampires slowly circled him, they fangs bared and they claws ready, the animal-ness of the vampires made Philistine interested but also willing to destroy them.

"Lord, give me strength." Philistine whispered.

He lifted his hammer up, in a fighting position.

A vampire laughed at Philistine calling him a 'lycan' because of his size and strength, totally unknown that he was completely wrong.

"Far from." Philistine swung his hammer around his head, his fangs bared.

"DIE!" Philistine slammed the blunt side of his hammer against the chest of the man who called Philistine a 'lycan', the force of the blow caused his rips to fall in wards into the rip bones causing them to stab into the heart of the vampire killing him.

"Next." Philistine laughed.

Philistine turned his head slowly as another vampire launched itself at Philistine, it's fangs bared.

"HA-HA!" Philistine roared, his head grabbed at the jaw of the vampire, as his fingers curled around the jaw Philistine took little time to take care of the body.

Philistine threw the body onto a few other vampires, the jaw of the vampire, who was thrown, the jaw is now broken and shattered onto the floor around him.

"Come on, you assumed I was a Lycan, you insulted me who's next!" Philistine roared in rage, his eyes blazing but the truth came from his body it was barely half his normal strength he really was hungry.

The vampires considered his strength, his size and the weapons he carried and decided it wasn't worth it, they turned taking the injured and now jaw-less vampire and ran away from Philistine.

One of the vampires considered for a second but mouthed in a strange tongue Philistine knew, Hebrew.

"Thank you for not coming after us, Brother. I know of your family back in the holy land and I wish you luck in the town." The man bowed and ran.

Philistine stood there, his hammer at his sides, he looked around before returning himself to basically normal.

"Violet?!" Philistine shouted. "It's safe."

[Violet]

Violet looked down to Philistine and smiled sweetly.

He’s trying to win you over with violence
He helped you without hesitation

She climbed back down to Philistine and hugged him.

“Thanks Phil.You’re good.” She said, climbing back onto his shoulder and pointing at the town again. “I want to go that way, there are pretty lights and sounds over there.”

[Philistine]

Philistine smiled lightly, one of his hands gently trace around her shoes. He let out a slow breath, his eyes becoming a slightly darker blue, it was a total first a girl being so close to him without screaming and calling him a monster, ironic isn't it?

"Violet." He whispered, his mind shooting ideas.

Go on Philistine don't be a coward, ask her out.
Oh how the hell am I suppose to ask her out if she cant understand a words that's coming out of my mouth?
"Violet...blah blah blah....will you go to a movie with me?"
"What did you say freak.."
You have no self confidence do you?
Nope, none in the slightest.

"Never mind." He whispered heading to wards the town.

Philistine walked in silence for a few moments before saying this in Hebrew.

"Violet would you care to join me for some dinner and music?"

He followed that with making the hand gestures of a knife and fork showing her he means dinner and then a little dance to show for music...or dancing.

He laughed at the little jig but looked straight ahead, he also has to find a certain man who's been on his mind since he left Jerusalem, a man famous throughout the vampire world.

"Please?" He asked quitely trying hard to say it in english.

(I've edited this post i got interrupted half way through it Friday.)

[Violet]

((Sorry for late reply! I’ve spent the weekend at my sisters and she doesn’t have the internet there.))

Violet lent forward and peered at Philistine, upside down. She thought for a moment.

The big oaf is asking you out on a date. How sweet.
he did just help you
What a fool

“I’m not too sure” She said, looking like she was pondering something. “I’m in mourning over the loss of a… loved one.” She explained, nodding. She leant back up and looked around, frowning. She looked at her hands, they were bloody and dirty.

“Lets go to that town.” She said simply.