8 July 2012
I could smell at least a dozen vampires. All new and fresh like Rufus and all heading in one direction. Rufus hated me enough to start an army. An army prepared to kill me. Well I wouldn't let them.
I drew in my breath and followed their scent. It lead me most the way back to my castle. I guessed it would continue straight towards the castle but I couldn't see them outside it. I knew that if I was to get back home alive I'd need to cover my scent. Thankfully it was a Saturday. Sunday is market day do therefore there would be crates outside houses. Crates filled with all kinds of meats, vegetables, cakes and intricately designed gifts. Surely I would be able to find something to mask my scent.
After searching some crates I'd applied enough perfume to be undetected. But just in case I carried with me a crate of fresh meat. Hopefully Rufus and army would think I was just someone selling meat at my castle. For a short amount of time, anyway.
I needed a plan, I needed to know how to fight them off. I had an idea but it was absurd, dangerous and potentially lethal! Everyone knows there's a pack of man-eating wolves in the forest. But what everybody doesn't know is that they are actually werewolves. Most definitely they'll try and kill me at first. And certainly they won't believe me for a while, but if I can convince them that I know enough about the army to help the wolves find them then maybe, just maybe they won't kill me!
Whispers Realisation • Opuss № I