Vampire Vikings の小説・ストーリー

“Wha' wrog?” “They found another body,” She said, “Under the bridge. Same place as the last one. They said the body had all its blood drained out.” “Just like the last ones.” I shivered. She turned to me, eyebrows raised. “Apparently there are no obvious wounds. Do you still think they’re animal attacks?” “Of course.” I rolled my eyes. “What else would they be? Vampires?” “You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.”

"Whispers. My decisions serve the pack." Fenrik slammed a fist on the table, the sound echoing round the room. “Scouts returned at dawn with reports of vampire movements along the eastern ridge. Adrian’s banners have been sighted – black and gold, the serpent coiled ready to strike.” His jaw tightened around the name. “If the prince is coming, he will demand her blood personally. One drop of her poison in the wrong hands and we lose everything we bled for.” To be fair, Fenrik had earned his hatred of the vampires.

"From Viktor. Alpha of Bloodmoon Pack. He is coming. And he will destroy everything." My blood ran cold. We brought the three wolves inside for questioning. They were from Bloodmoon Pack, a territory far to the east that we had minimal contact with. "Viktor went mad," one of them explained. Her name was Anna. "Six months ago, something changed. He started killing wolves who questioned him. Building an army. Talking about conquest and empire." "Like Reiner," I said. "Five years ago, another Alpha tried to build an empire. We stopped him."

“Don’t speak.” He raised both hands slowly. “Wolf king, listen—” Wrong move. I lunged at him, swiping my claws at him. He vanished just as my claws slashed through the air where his throat had been. I turned fast, snapping my jaws at him, but he was gone again with inhuman speed. Viktor was an ancient vampire after all. “I don’t want to fight you,” Viktor said, his voice was calm and firm as he reappeared several feet away. “Aria is alive.”

After showing a hint of weakness, he must recover fast and act as if he didn’t. “How was your expedition?” he started, looking at Leofric with no hint of warmth. Like a detached ruler who sees no difference between his subjects and his blood. Leofric appeared calm. He cast his gaze downwards and said with a slight bow. “We found traces of the vampires. There are dead animals with two puncture wounds on their necks. After searching for some more, we discovered no human remains or werewolves.” Alpha Ragnarr listened intently and nodded his head without a word.

The sound alone even thought I saw I coming made me jump out of my skin. “what the actual fuck Lagertha, did you get all that, coz I am confused as fuck” I tell her “I’m sorry, I am still stuck on the fact she is here surrounded by vamps and rogues, oh and her mother and brother are blood sucking vampires, the vampire king will be here before we know it to put his dead seed in us to created a vamp/were or a were/vamp hybrid that will single handily destroy the world as we know it” Lagertha answered

“I thought maybe you’d been looking at them and wondered why they weren’t put back properly, since you’re usually so careful with them.” Viktor shook his head. “I haven’t had time to look at them in weeks.” He strode across the room and plucked a book from Stephan hand, checking the title. It was Lycanthropy. Raising the book to his nose, he took a sniff. A faint trace of Adriana's scent remained. Grimly, he clenched the book in his hand. “I think we have a problem.” ********

I flicked my hand and they half-turned, it was all they could do now. They were on two legs, still partially a wolf though, and had two sets of fangs bared at Sigrid. “What the hell did you do Voldin?” Sigrid’s eyes were wide with fear. “What are these abominations?” “Half-breeds, you know, vampire wolf hybrids.” I chuckled menacingly. “Lovely, aren’t they?” “Not the word I would use.” He gulped and took a step back as they moved forward. “This is, that isn’t possible.”

“They’re practically brain dead. They’re just for food. Vampires last longer than humans.” “What are you going to do?” I ask when I see the expression on Aldric’s face. “Kill them. They are defective. They’ll never turn all the way.” “Can you kill them properly?” I ask. “Yes. Half-formed vampires are easy to kill,” he says. “Even a human can do it.” He looks at Knut. “Bring me a sword.” “I’ll do it,” the ancient Viking says. "You have other business. My scouts inform me that your brother is on the way."