Broken Seal

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“The ground has been upturned.  The seal has been broken!”  The imp hopped on top of the backhoe’s bucket, unseen by the mere humans who walked around the park.  He sniffed the malevolent spring air, nostrils sifting through the allergens.

Once his nose caught a whiff of unholy aura sneaking out through the broken seal, the imp hopped to the ground and brushed away some of the dirt.  He put his grimy hands around the casket’s lid and awakened the dark creature within.

Dracula yawned and patted his toothy maw with the palm of his hand.  “What is the year of our Lord?”

“2018.”

“Oh hell.  Not that year.  Those crazy ladies will suck me dry.”  He got out of his coffin.  “Where’s somewhere I can hide?  A place where I can live in peace?”

The imp rubbed his chin.  “I dunno.  I’d just rent a basement and start blogging on the internet.”

Dracula smiled and followed the imp away from the crypt. “So how do I get blood from ‘blogging on the internet?'”

(172 words)

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Thanks to wildverbs for providing this photo to the FFfAW challenge this week!  I thought this one was hard because it was so clear what was going on in the photo.  See you all around!

New Switchblade, New Outlook

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In response to my knock, an old man with a bald head squinted through the windows to see who it was.  Upon recognizing me, he turned the bolt on the lock and cracked the door.

“Josh,” he said, his lips hanging in neutral form.  His face, pale and baggy, gave away that he was a vampire.  “Tuesday handouts ended an hour ago.  I don’t have anything for you now.”

“I don’t want handouts from you anymore,” I said.  I reached inside my pocket and took out my new blade.  “I know what you expect in payment, and I’m not willing to give it to you!”

The vampire tried to close the door on me, but he was weak from lack of blood.  A foot in the door was enough to stop him, and I caught up easily.

“Please, I don’t drink from humans!”

I didn’t listen to the monster.  The blade went to his neck and sliced through the bloodless flesh.

My mission done, I closed the knife back up.

(170 words)

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This was written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers #189.  The picture is from Jade M. Wong.

Also, if you’re interested in this type of vampire, stay tuned – I’m gearing up to post a lot more about a world that I created several years ago, including one of my many novels.  It’s not going to be your usual fare, that I can guarantee.