Farsian: The King Of Vampires

Farsian was traveling together with Helena and the maid. After they had left that village the maid had become normal again, she still followed them around but was more concious than before. It was like a pupett that was brought to live.

Along the way there were not many interesting things so they instead choose to take a nap. When Farsian woke up he realized that the coach had stopped. Outside the coach he could hear many voices and they didn't sound like they wanted to chat, instead it seemed that they were ambushed.

Before Farsian could open the door he heard a deep booming voice from outside.

"Come out! We know that this is the coach of the wandering merchant Helena! Open and slowly walk outside and I'll tell my man not to **** you to hard!" The voice was very overbearing.

Farsian reacted quickly, he woke Helena and the maid and told them the gist of the general situation. When they heard that they were being robbed and possibly even r.a.p.ed they had to fight their tears. But what could they do? Outside were bandits that would kill or **** them perhaps even both. What if they decided to stay inside? There was no telling if the driver was still alive but it was highly unlikely. They were trapped!

Farsian was the calmest of all of them. Even if there were 20 or more bandits outside and he was still wounded he propably could make it out alive and escape if he really wished. He could also try to massacre all of them!

If he really killed all of them now he would propably be able to heal all his injuries. It was settled then!

After Farsian decided to give it his all and kill every last bandit he informed Helena and the maid to stay inside while he would go outside and take care of it all. He was very motivated it had been a while since he had this much blood for free!

Farsian opened the door but what greeted his eyes was just unbelivable! There were not just 20 Bandits, there were 100 or more! He propably had gambled a bit to high, but who could have thought that there were this many bandits here to rob them?

Farsian was at a loss for words after he opened the door he stood there and gazed at the bandits.

"F.U.C.K!!!" He screamed.

"F.U.C.K F.U.C.K F.U.C.K! ARGH F.U.C.K IT ALL!" He kept cursing even after he closed the door behind him. The bandits were looking at him and were laughing when they saw him close the door and curse out loud. They realized that he was planing on attacking them but who would win? 100 Bandits or a lone wolf? It was obvious to them that he was walking to his death.

Farsian started to sprint towards the closest enemy. When he was only 10 steps away he activated his new ability.

It failed miserably, the bandit only dazed off a bit and shock his head afterwards to regain his senses. But that one moment that he was stunned was enugh for Farsian to act. He jumped high in the air using his super human strengh to propell himself behind that man where he slashed at his neck with his claws.

*Spash!

Blood started to flow like water. The bandits that were close by covered their eyes and their faces got painted red. This was a chance Farsian would take to kill them.

*Plop *Plop *Plop

Three heads were gone just like that in a split second. Farsian felt like he was in a restaurant with an all you can eat buffet. His wounds were slowly healing but then.

*Stab!

He got stabbed in the back! He wasn't carefull enugh and a bandit took the chance to stab his two handed sword deep inside his guts. The bandit wasn't finished yet and instead summoned all his strengh and lifted Farsian together with his sword high in the air. If it wasn't such a gruesome sight to see a man impaled by a sword it would look rather nice.

The other bandits nearby saw their chance to gain some fame and took their swords and spears and thrusted at Farsians back like it was some kind of target practice.

"ARGH!" Farsian screamed out loud he had a bunch of swords and spears poking in his back. Even if it didn't kill him he still suffered a lot.

*SPLASH!

They all pulled their weapons out of his body and Farsian fell to the ground unmoving. Farsian lay there with his mouth wide open in a pool of blood.

"What a fool! Did he really think he would survive fighting all of us?" A man said as he spit at Farsian.

"I don't know but did you see his moves? They were crazy he had to be a ex military or something like that!" There were many that were discussing this small event like that but they soon stoped bothering Farsian and instead went towards the coach and pulled the doors open.

"Nooo! Leave me alone!" There were many such desperate screams as the two women got pulled outside the coach.

"Let's bring them to our outpost after we had our fun with them we can ask for ransome!" A man yelled.

When they heard that man the two woman started to struggle even more but it was in vain there were many men with stronger arms than them. They were simply powerless.

While the bandits were busy with the two women Farsian slowly regained conciousness and looked at the pool of blood that was around him. A slight smile flashed on his face as he turned back to playing dead. Now was not the time!

After around 10 minutes the bandits finished dealing with the woman and threw them bound up on a horse. They were not very gentle but instead very firce so the women took some slight bruises and shallow cuts.

After they had left Farsian started moving again. He looked around for more blood to heal his wounds. After another 10 minutes he started following them. He was not much slower than a horse and he had the bloody smell that he could follow to track the bandits. It would have been troublesome to find them if they weren't so rugh with the women, they could only blame themselves for their bad luck when they finally died!

Farsian dashed through the woods. When he finally reached the outpost it was allready evening and it wouldn't be long before the sun went down. Farsian decided to first confirm if the women were save. It would be bad if the bandits did something to them. If they drugged them or stained their blood with their impurities it would be a real bummer.

After Farsian made his decision he slowly sneaked towards the walls of the encampment. It would be bad if he went in from the front door so he instead choose to go over the walls. They were very simple walls made of wood from the forest, it would be hard to bring stone to this backwards location.

Farsian could also see on a glance that these were not the most sturdy walls in all of history but simply some make shift wooden stackes that were slightly higher than the average human, at about 2 meters perhaps 2.50 if you counted the sharp end of the stick. They also had some small wooden tower here and there but mostly for defence purposes, most of them were unmanned at the moment!

Farsian took a spot where he thought no one could see him and climbed the walls. Once he was inside he saw a young bandit that was sharpening his daggers at a grindstone. Farsian carefully looked around and after he confirmed that there was no one looking he went up to the young boy and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Huh, what? Who are you?" The boy said bewildered when he saw Farsian behind him. He reached towards his daggers and was very allert right now, the boss didn't say something from a visitor or a ******* coming by.

"Relax I'm a friend." Farsian said as his eyes started to glow in a red light. He was using his powers on that boy!

"Y-Yes you are my friend." The boy answered after a brief struggle, he had no chance against Farsians control, he was to young to resist.

"Now my friend undress for me ok?" Farsian said with a smile, visibly happy that it worked this time around.

The boy slowly started to undress. After he finished he stood before Farsian n.a.k.e.d waiting for further instructions.

"Hmm, now that I think about it give me your daggers as well. It would be suspicious if I didn't have any weapons." With that the boy also gave Farsian his daggers. Now the boy had nothing left, nothing but his live.

"Thank you for the meal!"

*Krunch!

Farsian used a bit to much strengh and snapped the neck in two. He hurried to gulp down all the blood to avoid getting his new clothes dirty. After he finished he hurled the head over the wall and far inside the forest, the body still lay there but so what? It was just a headless n.a.k.e.d body. The bandits would think that it was one of their victims that was toyed to death.

Farsian now looked like one of the bandits with his twin daggers around his waist. He turned around and started to walk in the direction of the women, or at least he hoped that it was the right direction. There were now many more scents mixed in. He guessed that there were around 20-30 victims in that direction, most of them were wounded in one way or another.

After he reached his destination he carefully looked around. There were around 5 bandits that were keeping guard over the prisoners and he could also hear around 20 bandits having a small party in another house near by. They were propably celebrating their succesfull raid.

Farsian turned towards the other 5 bandits and started walking.

"Hey are you new here? I haven't seen you here before!" A guard said as he approached.

"Actually you are right I am indeed new to the place." Farsian said with a kind smile as he came closer and closer.

"Ahh, I knew it you must have heard that we keep our prisoners here and must have come to have some fun." The guard replied with an, I know it all, look.

Farsian was startled for a second. If that guard would have started acting up he would have to kill them all but now he saw a chance to get inside much more silent.

After Farsian had some pleasantries with the guards and got permission to enter the building he looked around for a bit and soon found what he was looking for. In a corner there was Helena and the maid huddled together their clothes slightly torn. Anger surfaced on Farsians face before he supressed his emotions again. Those women were his woman and the bandits didn't have the right to touch them. He decided to not make any hasty judgement and insted walked to Helena and asked how she felt.

"You? But how is this possible, I clearly saw your corpse laying on the ground?" Ops he had forgotten something, how was he surposed to explain himself now?

"Forget about that, are you here to help us?" The maid asked a bit fl.u.s.tered. Luckly she was manipulated by Doris and was a gift to him so she didn't ask so much troublesome questions.

After Farsian confirmed that he was indeed here to save them the two woman had a slight break down and started sobbing non stop. They told him how they got here and that they almost had been r.a.p.ed if it wasn't for the boss who said that they would first ask for a ransome and then **** them afterwards. After hearing all that Farsian was relieved and immediately led them to the exit.

"Wait! You can't take them both." A guard said. When Helena heard this her face froze in a shock, the same with the maid who was trying hard not to collapse on the ground.

"Why is that so?" Farsian asked with a calm face. He had no reason to show fear now.

"The one to your left is somewhat special. We are still waiting for news from her father if he pays us enugh she can go home but her maid is free so you can take her instead." Farsian frowned. If he knew this would happen he would propably have taken another approach. But it was to late now so he could only go through with it.

"This isn't the woman that will be ransomed later." He said with a dark red glow in his eyes.

"Wha-Yes, you are right this isn't the woman." The man said. The other 4 guards started to become suspicious and turned to face farsian their hands on their weapons.