The Vampire's Apprentice

Her smile grew just a little bit wider. "Well, it'd be a shame to call them stories. It all happened once upon a time, a long while ago, way back when knights still fought the dragons and greedy kings ruled the land. It was a dark, cold night, and the rain poured down in thick, heavy sheets...."

A long crack of lightning lit up the sky behind dark, ominous clouds. Water landed forcefully against the outer stone walls of the castle, but not one made it to the warm interior lit. Moments later, a loud, thundering BOOM shook the landscape, yet hardly anything within the grand castle was disturbed. The King, a pudgy little man who's grandeur hardly matched his personality, somewhat reminiscent of a diseased tomato, sat upon a chair with a back tall just enough to throughly exaggerate his small stature.

"Where is that person I sent for?!" His voice rang out across the room, far louder and deeper than one would think possible, and at the moment, it was full of fury. "The kingdom cannot wait! Somebody go and fetch-"

The King's words and anger were cut off abruptly as the two large doors on the other side of the room opened, revealing a frantic young man, and behind his slender figure, the requested person.
 
"Who was it?" the twins gasped.
Sam wandered across the yard, retrieved his toy, and came back to stretched out between them and chew.



The person was a tall, dead white figure from his white hair to his white toes shrouded in a black cloak. He looked at the king coldly, his magician's staff tapping on the stone floor. "Who dares summon the Wizard Haxan from his work so arrogantly as if he were a dog answering his master's call?"
 
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"It was a wizard!" Kitty exclaimed. "The most feared wizard in all the land had come to the King's court!"


The King refrained from a snappish reply, himself afraid of this magician more than he was comfortable admitting.
"The King has summoned you!" He answered, sitting up just a little bit straighter in his chair—though what difference it made was miniscule.
 
The wizard's pale eyes raked over the king, and the hand holding the staff turned slightly. "Ah, I see, how blind of me. Please forgive my rudeness, great and powerful man of all the land!" Sarcasm dripped in every word. "And what, pray tell, might I, a humble wizard, be able to do for one such as yourself?"
 
This self-righteous fool, the King thought to himself.
"The land has come under siege by a magic too great for any other magician to understand." He said in explanation, ignoring the sarcasm as best he could before his temper got the better of him. "You will go and deal with this threat." It was not a question.
 
"Hmm..... no," the magician said with a shrug. "If it is too great for any magician to understand, then why should I bother? Let them have this land. I will find another."
 
"The King's face grew pale, until it was just as white as the wizard's...." Kitty paused to think.

His Highness rose from the chair, even shorter standing than he was sitting. "In return, you may have anything you ask. Anything at all!" The words of a desperate man. "You may even take my daughter, if it suits you."

Now, in those days, a king's daughter was a most-coveted possession. and this King only had one child. For him to offer her up was a true sacrifice—something he was not well known for, having been a very stingy man.
 
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"Then I shall take her as my payment!" the wizard agreed enthusiastically. "I shall leave now, but remember: these men here have witnessed your promise. Do not dare to go back on it, or I shall exercise great wrath upon you!"

The wizard left in a flurry of robes. He rode on on a great black horse toward the great Black Mountains to slay the black magic that had blackened the land of the king.
 
At the base of the mountain lay a large horde of goblins. The most wretched bunch one would ever dare lay eyes on, and they drew their weapons against the wizard, asking why he had come.
 
"I have come to rid this land of the terrible evil!" cried the wizard. He waved his staff, never slowing, and the goblins were thrown into a deep cavern closed off by mounds of peanut brittle. If the goblins were determined, they could eat their way out. Goblins hated peanut brittle.

He rode on up the mountain into the dark woods.
 
((What are we doing with our lives-))

At the edge of the woods stood a great black bear, right in his path. It was as big as a house! The bear had seen what had happened to the goblins, and in return it took away the wizard's horse with a mighty swipe of its huge bear claws.
 
((I don't know about you, but I'm enjoying a quiet lifestyle of writing, tea, and landscaping.))

"I liked that horse! It hardly ever tried to bite me," the wizard screamed. He waved his staff, and the bear's fur turned into bees that attacked the bear.
 
((I think I've spent the last few moments of mine laughing hysterically))

The bear died of bee stings and the wizard had to continue on foot. At the top of the mountain lay a cave, and within the cave there was a noisy, heavy breathing.
 
((That's a good way to spend a life!))

The wizard marched up smartly and waved his staff. A soft blue glow illuminated the cave, revealing the creature by the glow of a bunch of winged caterpillers.
 
((I'm not sure how much more I can take before I keel from laughter. The twins had better be enjoying this.))

Inside, at the very back of the cave, were piles upon piles of jewels, and there lay the most majestic Dragon. Its scales were as white and shimmering as pearls, and its wings a blood red color. It was sleeping soundly atop its treasure, unaware of the wizard's presence.
 
The wizard watched. And pondered. And considered. Then he came to a decision and stepped forward. He quickly enacted a shielding spell in case the dragon attacked then called, "Oh great dragon! Please wake and hear me! I have a proposition for you!"
 
"Oh, great and wise dragon, I could never be as magnificant as you, yet I dare to decieve myself into thinking I might challange you to a riddle war!' the wisard called up.
 
"A riddle war...?" The beast thought about this for a long moment. He—for it was a he—thought to accept. It had been many years since something so interesting had come about. Humans always have petty stakes, he mused.
 
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