Vampires 11

I was tired of being alone, but it was worse to be accompanied...

John looks the Christ of the Church, traces of fire have been deleted, the priest enters the Church, soon began the ceremony, priest sees him with attention and smiles, while charging a newspaper under his arm, the priest begins to prepare everything, attendees at last arrive, children, altar of the Church put their clothes, father takes Juan to his Office;

-son, I must ask you a favor -

John nodded;

-Lately there is a plunderer of tombs, which robs bones, but seems that looking for one in particular, the Monsignor Platini, the Bishop of the city has requested me to send people to take care of the tomb and I thought of you by your skills-

John frowned;

-you are a vampire layers of many things, even coats of camouflage well -

John note to the window;

-is it so obvious?-

The father smiled;

-son, vampires have always existed, the Church used to fight them but now... I can only tell you that there are things worse than a vampire-

John saw him;

- what prevents me to kill you?-

The priest smiled;

-you are many things son, but not a cold-blooded killer, you have a conscience you gnawing inside -

Both were silent;

-do me this favor and the Church will protect your nascent clan-

John went out and told the priest;

-I ask you to stay away from the Brotherhood as a friend-

John leave the room and close the door.

Nadia and Lucia saw John arranged to take care of the Tomb;

-We should accompany you-

John denie whit  his head;

-This is mine and the priest matter-

Someone knock at the door, Nadia with the view ordered  Lucia open, a man with a 5-year-old girl started talking to Lucia;

-is that the daughter of Lucia-

Nadia nodded, without saying but John withdrew.

The middle of the night it had fallen, the cemetery was emptied, the caretaker remained seated watching the news on a small TV, odor broke into the place, was very dim and only Jhon perceive it, the watchman fell asleep, a retinue of five men entered the cemetery, they were guided by a hooded man, this rocked a censer which came from the smell, other men carried shovels and picks, they went to the tomb and began digging, John smiled, only were Satanists, soon is food and everything would have ended, but recalled the words of the priest;

"there are worse things than vampires"

John ran to the men, one of them, shaved black launched a cry, John showed their hungry fangs and...

The monk raised his hand, stopping him, the monk ordered;

-continued-

The men continued;

-what is this? -

 ask John;

-the wise call it power, the ignorant magic -

John isfeels pain while the man closed his fist;

-fuck you and your damn Satanic God!-

Roared John between pain and agony;

-I don't serve anyone,  i am not a Satanist-

John saw him attentively, the man showed his face covered by a mask of silver, unadorned or design, only the eye holes;

-I am a necromancer-

Saying this man his garment bag a dust bag with which sprayed Jhon, other men ended up opening the Tomb, the skeleton, the necromancer sack one of them in a sack keep a liquid and sprayed Jhon, contact of the liquid powder caused a reaction which  threw a terrible flare John roared in pain and the necromancer by simply wishing it bravery to grave John wrapped in flames, the men closed the drawer and filled Earth grounds, as in John brought his conscience in an agonizing cry which went out in the vacuum of darkness...

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