Hello all! Sorry to keep you all waiting on the edge of your seats like that (yeah right) lol.... Due to a few computer catastrophes, the story hasn't been able to be sent in. HOWEVER... I did say something about a new way to read the stories last post. So.... Here it is! There is now a website dedicated to the ENTIRE Vampire Saga. The addy is: http://www.geocities.com/foxglove_manor/
There you will find all of the previous stories as well as the new ones. Also, from now on, the new installments of Battle for the Dream Masters will be posted EXCLUSIVELY ON THERE, that means it will be posted there about a day or so in advance to Nifty. There are also some other goodies on the site, and we (the chosen ones team) have worked really hard preparing it for opening. There is a guest book where you can let us know what you think, or ask any questions about the story you might have. Please feel free to use it! Again.... The web address is: http://www.geocities.com/foxglove_manor/
So go check it out! But in the mean time . . . HERE U GO!
Last time . . .
"Hey baby. I'm hoping by the time you get this message, you've already gotten the guys together. Assuming so, I'll say this. I've been having a dream about some people who need our help. By the way it all feels, I think it might be referring to the prophecy. With each night, I get slightly more and more details. I'm in France. Still no sign of Justin, but I think I'm getting close. I should be in Russia by tomorrow morning. I'll let you know if I find anything. See if you can contact the Oracle and see if she can tell you anything. Last I heard, she was in the Brazilian Rain Forrest seeking a peaceful sanctuary. Guys, I know that it's been a long time, and there's been some things between us all that haven't been settled, but we have to put all of that aside and come together as we once did. I love you all, I'll be in touch."
This time . . .
Lance smiled, and walked out of the room. He looked around the house, it was quiet, and large, with the best of everything. Marble floors, mahogany doors, just a gorgeous house. He walked into the huge library they had, sat down and started to research the stuff that Josh had been talking about, when he saw something that he didn't like. The book that Justin had left behind was glowing. Normally when it did that something was about to change. He opened it quickly to the last page and looked over it.
"One of the five, one of the great, will give their life, in an act of faith." Lance frowned at the page with curiosity.
"Damn riddles." He said to himself and closed the book lightly and started looking at the computer screen.
"Pulling a late night?" A Romanian accent came over the silence.
Lance quickly turned around and saw Father Ramovski.
"Oh, just trying to figure our where Josh is headed. You?"
Father Ramovski was sent by the church to help them out on research, and to find answers on the paranormal. An older man about 61, he was complete with a gray beard, and gray hair. And for his age was handsome, and always smelled of wine.
"I'm researching the other Gods. They haven't been showing up lately."
Lance thought for a minute. There hadn't been any gods around lately, Evil Sorcerers, Lords, and other Vamps, but not the Gods.
"So, you say that like it's a bad thing?" Lance said with that killer smile he hadn't lost over the years.
"Well, normally I would be happy aside from the fact that all the God's seem to have all headed to one place . . ." Ramovski said not finishing the sentence.
"Where are they going?"
"Houston."
Lance felt his eyes grow really big. Houston over the years had become one of the largest cities in the world. One was due to the dissolution of the boarder line with Mexico, and the United States. Mexico's failed government leader had been thrown out of office and Mexico had become a Common Wealth of the United States in order to prevent them from heading into a depression. While the revolution was taking place, many Mexicans feared for their lives and fled for the US and took refuge in Houston.
Lance and Josh went down there about a year after Justin's death and met a Vampire God named Damouse. Not a killer like most of the Gods, but one that was doing wrong. They had stopped him, but never found out what he was doing. He was however, still alive and still in Houston, and if all the Gods were converging there, then Damouse must have something to do with it.
"When?" Lance asked.
"About three days ago. I think it had something to do with the prophecy."
Lance nodded, and smiled. He wouldn't have to worry about it. The prophecy would be fulfilled in time, and if the prophecy has something to do with this, then they will all meet the Gods and win . . . so sayith the prophecy.
Josh walked down the cold streets of Moscow holding his jacket close to his body. His feet crunched through the snow, and the wind blew a cold breeze across his face. He was walking down what you could call the red light districted of Moscow, but no one was on the streets. He heard a soft voice cry out something. He turned around and saw a woman standing at a door.
"[You need a place to warm up?!?]" She said in Russian.
"[I will be fine, but thank you.]" JC said also in Russian.
"[Oh come now! It's cold, I will fix you something to eat.]" She said.
As Josh approached he could see she was young and beautiful. She couldn't see his face very well, because of the jacket that covered his head.
"[No, thank you, I'm fine; I was looking for a friend. Maybe you have seen him? He has curly dirty blonde hair and blue eyes? Answers to the name of Justin.]" He said then pulled out a picture of Justin and showed it to her.
"[Come! We will discuss your friend inside. Come, come!]"
Josh smiled and stepped inside the small house. There was a small fireplace that was giving off a little heat, and had something cooking over it. The house also had an old TV and a table and chairs, and that was all.
"[Thank you once again for being so kind.]" Josh said as he took off his Jacket.
His face hadn't changed much over the years, the only difference was that he looked more like a man than a young teeniebopper pop idol. The woman looked about his age and had a beautiful face. She quickly looked him over and then smiled.
"[So, have you seen my friend?]" Josh asked again as he held onto his jacket.
She looked over the picture, and then handed it back to him.
"[No.]"
"[Well, thank you for helping me. I will be going now.]" Josh said as he started to walk out the door.
"[Are you crazy?!? You will be killed this time of night!]"
Josh stopped and looked at her.
"[Why?]" Josh said.
The woman took a deep sigh and looked at him.
"[You're not from around here are you?]"
"[No, I'm an American. My name is Josh.]"
She nodded and walked to the window.
"[Those men over there," She said pointing out the window, "They are killers of the Night]."
Josh nodded knowing what she was talking about.
"[Well, how do you know I'm not a killer?]" He asked waiting to see what she would say.
"[Because you didn't flip out when you walked by the church, and you declined my offer in. Also, they were eyeing you, that's why I let you in.]"
"[Well, I think I can take care of myself. I need to find my friend soon. Thank you once again for letting me warm up. It was nice of you.]"
The woman looked at Josh with shock.
"You can't go out there you will be killed!" She said in English.
"You speak English?" he asked a little shocked.
"Not as well as you speak Russian."
"Well, like I said I can take care of myself."
Before she could respond Josh was out the door. As he walked out he saw the men start to follow him. He smiled, and chuckled a little bit. He then took off and looked behind him. He saw them and started to speed up his walking. Then they speeded up behind him. He slowly turned into a jog and kept looking behind him. He ran into a dark part of the street and turned around to see the vampires coming up to him.
"[What do you want?]" He said in Russian.
They just look at him and then charged. He punched them in the head and they fell to the ground and slid across the snow. Then in a flash they were gone. They took off running down the street. He smiled and walked over to the car that he had rented.
As he shut the door he heard a scream from two different men. He quickly jumped out and ran down the street where the vamps had gone, when he got there he saw dust mixed with the snow. He looked around then ran back to his car and drove off to his hotel.
Joey awoke to the sound of banging on his door; he rolled out of his bed in his silk boxers and opened it.
"Lance told me to . . . come . . ." Beryl said as he looked down Joey's body.
Joey noticed and smiled, then stopped and noticed that he had a slight hard on, and smiled even bigger at Beryl.
"Beryl!" He said loudly to stop him from looking.
"What?" He said forming a frown.
"What did Lance want you do to?"
"Oh, he . . . he wanted me to come and wake you up suck time . . . SOMEtime so we could have breakfast together."
"Okay, I will be UP there sometime." Joey said cracking a joke.
Beryl blushed then stomped off cursing under his breath. Joey laughed and closed the door behind him. He took a shower, got dressed then made his way down to the dining room where he saw Lance and Beryl talking.
"Lance, I got lost six times, how the hell do you find your way around this place?" Joey asked as he pulled out a chair and grabbed some food.
"Oh, it's not that big!" Lance said mocking Joey. "You just need to get used to it."
Joey rolled his eyes, and laughed. Beryl sat quietly eating his breakfast, not looking at either of them. It appeared as if he was almost sulking in his food, or in some kind of deep thought, then, out of nowhere he asked,
"Did JC say where he was going?" Lance nodded as he swallowed a bite of food, and wiped his mouth. "He said he was in Moscow. I don't know why he thinks Justin is there, but Josh has kinda gotten weird with his powers."
Both Joey and Beryl looked at Lance.
"What do you mean?" Joey asked not noticing anything.
"Oh, Josh got some new powers over the years. Unlike us, he has 7 or 8, while we only have like two . . . three if you're born with it." Lance said looking at Beryl.
Beryl smiled, and took a sip from his orange juice.
"Well, what are his powers?" Joey asked gaining interest.
"Don't know he hasn't said anything to me about them, and I haven't seen but three of them." Lance said looking at the papertron trying to avoid the stares.
Joey smiled and then kicked under the table, hitting Lance in the leg. Lance frowned and said.
"Alright! I will tell you! God you think you were still a kid!"
Joey smiled and said.
"I am."
"Well, the most useful is that over night he learned every major language, and can learn others in a matter of days. I thought it was kinda funny when we went to Japan." Lance said then went back to reading the papertron.
"And the other two?" Beryl said taking a bite out of his toast.
"The other two, are, weird ones. I can't describe them. He can fly, only for about the length of a football field, and only about a few stories up, but it's proved to be useful. And the other one, is the one that scares me." Lance stopped and looked at them.
They each wanted to know what it was, and were now dying to find out.
"He can bring things to life . . ."
It was 10 in the morning in Moscow, and Josh was in his slayer clothes. He was creeping along the rooftops looking for any clues to where Justin was. He knew that Justin was in Moscow, but he didn't know exactly where.
He saw some commotion down below him, and knelt down to look. He could see a limo, and people crowding around, making all kinds of noise. It was a large group, about 300 people. They were all around this little stand in front of them. He listened and heard in Russian.
"[Prime Minister Brutkov will speak in 5 minutes.]"
Josh shrugged and looked around some more. In a window on another building he saw a figure in all black pointing a gun down at the stand. Josh quickly jumped to the roof of the other building and made his way down the stairs. When he found the room, he put on a ski mask and kicked down the door. When he walked in, the window was open, and the case that the gun was in was on the bed, but the gun and the person were gone. Josh quickly looked up the side of the building and saw the foot of the figure go over onto the roof. Josh, stood on the balcony, then with a single leap landed on top of the roof. He saw the figure on the ledge, and saw a little a red light coming from the gun.
"Stop!" Josh yelled as he charged the man.
The man quickly spun around and looked at Josh. He jumped in the air and kicked barely missing him. The man landed then started attacking. Throwing Josh off guard by the speed and strength he had, he knocked him down onto the snow-covered roof. He quickly jumped back up and started to fight back. With a swift kick to the chest, the man flew back and bent a metal pole that was sticking out of the roof. He slowly got up and then looked at Josh, and his eyes flashed blue with lighting, and his hands started to glow. Josh looked shocked, and put his fighting stance down.
"Justin?" He said still wondering who it was, but almost sure it was Justin.
The figure's eyes, as well as, his hands, stopped glowing.
"How'd you know my name?" A hard cruel voice said through his black mask. "Who are you? Who sent you?!"
Josh took off his mask, knowing it was Justin and threw it to the ground. The figure then stood there shocked for a moment and took off running. Josh followed him and from rooftop to rooftop.
"JUSTIN STOP!" Josh called out.
TBC . . .