In The Kingdom Of Dark Vampires...

The night was the best of all. Morgan was sipping a cheddar milkshake in the dark night of October 29. Everywhere were bats and all types of creatures, one of them was the old man beside the street who used to howl ' End will come for the humans.' No one knew his intention or was he older than the Vishnu basement. Morgan got a call from her bestie, Samayra, who was said a national explorer by the ancient monuments. The voice around her was droopy, the silence was all around, her voice was as slow and silent as a sloth. She slowly replied...' Mooorgann, ii am herrrre at Translava.....', the voice cut off. Morgan seemed as confused as terrified, what in the Sam hills was Samayra doing at Transylvania, the haunted place of the vampires? Well, people rumored that the "Dark Vampires", as people called them, were great descendent of the Night Howlers, and a great lover of blood. Their speech was crooked, they were simply horrible. Morgan knew it right away. She had to leave. She decided to check her mailbox if Samayra had left any message or a map for her. She noticed a message saying ' The Dark Vampires only think about the devil, beware, it will end the world, it will end the humans.' Morgan was surprised. She had heard this earlier from the old man across the street. There was only one way to know the truth, ask the person himself. The old man was reading an ancient Egyptian book, maybe he must have stolen it. Morgan, as she neared to the man, asked him, "What do you know about the devil? Of the Dark Vampires? And of the end of humanity? Tell me please, my friend is in danger." The old man smiled and his expression turned into a shock. He saw a daring adventurer in her. Something was there in Morgan, which surprised him a lot. He answered in a light voice, "Morgan, you seek the truth of the Dark Vampires. You will need help there. Remember, vampires don't even trust their fangs, they trust only the devil.” Morgan was not ready to trust the old man so easily, but she he was the only one who was the way for her to rescue her friend from the Dark Vampires. The old man wasn’t a barbie girl, he just took a white cloth and a stick with him. The train came to the station exactly at 6 o’clock. She and the old man were the only passengers left at the station at Transylvania. She was not that surprised to see the fog and the dreary silence overall. She moved slowly toward their castle ‘Castle of Nook Blood’. She might want to meet the person and teach him the meaning of vocabulary, which didn’t matter as of now. The castle looked the most haunted of all. A coat of blood-red clouds surrounded it; the castle had statues of blood-red bats around. The gate was as tall as the Great Wall of China, built with blood-red blocks. The Old man stopped Morgan in front of the gate and gave her a blood-red serum, to apply on her teeth. They knocked on the gate and the gate opened like a miracle. There were dead walking soldiers wearing a blood-red tin man suit, with small garlic in their hands. They asked her 'who are you and why are you here stranger?’ She replied that she was a blood business dealer and besides was her business partner, who deals in the coffins. The guard let her in, to meet Count Damadola, the owner of the palace. The dining room was like a room where a bunch of dead bodies had been stored for centuries. The dining table was along for the biggest King cobra to sleep comfortably stretched. The count came halfway flying, as if his feet were not touching the earth, with an evil looking woman. The count was dressed in a dark black cape, with tall fangs. The count smelled moss as if he hadn’t bathed for a century. The lady awfully looked like she was a gerbil. So thin was she, a needle could go within her, halfway seen. They sat at the table. The menu made Morgan remember her aunt Macarena's failed tomato soup. Even the potatoes were red, the plates were read, don’t they like any other color? Like a nice blue or yellow. The count looked like he hadn’t moved his hands for ages. He just stared emptily and sadly at Morgan. Talk about a century-old vampire! The count said ‘Dear stranger, I smell human on you? Have you been in contact with one lately?’ Morgan was one of those ‘kids’ who was a horror liker. She replied ‘I have lately eaten a human near the Amazon, might be those Axe perfumes.’ The count just stared gloomily, as if he really was not interested in anything. But the lady was the exact opposite. She sighed dreamily ‘Ah, those good old days. Every day an adult human with some seasonings. It’s been ages since I ate one. They are just too delicious to resist’ Morgan couldn’t handle it further. She spitted it out ‘I was here to just check out if you had any new servants or visitors lately. We are from the.... uh..... Vamp Corporation and we check the people who work at different ‘Vamp’ palaces.’ Count Damadola looked at her blankly and said ‘Ah sure, the Vamp Corporation always sends some idiots here to check on the prisoners. Countess Decaampere will guide you to the palace.’ The old man was the first to react ‘No thanks Count, we will go around on own, we are excited to learn it ourselves.’ The count allowed and they went around the palace. 

The palace was so big you couldn’t hear Shakira sing on a big speaker she used at concerts. They traveled for about 2 hours when they decided to rest for some time. Morgan just looked at the old man for 2 mins. She saw something extraordinary in him. He was a young man inside, hiding a deep secret within. She asked him, ‘Old man, what’s your name? Where are you from? Are you a philosopher? A prince? An explorer?’ The old man smiled. He answered it together in 1 sentence. ‘I am Pharaoh Abraxas, the son of Cleopatra and keeper of curses. I was cursed to be old man centuries along, by the Dark Vampires. It’s been 3,000 years since I stay here, warning people about the Vampires, as they have cursed me. These vampires are older than the Gods, the think only about the devil. I want to meet my people, my young self once again, but not until they pull me out of it.’ Morgan was as surprised as anyone. She never knew inside such a horrible looking man, lay such a generous and saddened young man. They decided to move further when they reached the maid section, where she saw a familiar face wiping the blood all-over. It was Samayra!! Instead of hugging her, Morgan gave her a tight slap under the ears. Samayra yelled ‘Ouch! Actually, I was here to explore when that Countess Decampere saw me and made me a maid and then I was here at the palace, phone lines were off when I got a connection, I called you.’ She looked true. Morgan signed, ‘Okay now let’s get the hell out of here.’ Samayra was too quick to notice the man ‘Who is he? Oh, Jesus, you bought that old man? Why? You know he is a night howler, yes?’ There were two things to know about Samayra. First, she was an enthusiastic explorer. Second, once she starts asking questions, the world’s most powerful god can’t stop her. Morgan answered her all the thing Abraxas told her. Samayra was so shocked, she kept staring at him, making him feel weird. She sighed. Samayra was one of those baby girls who took everything seriously. She said that they would go talk to the Count, make Abraxas free, and then go back. All agreed. They decided to go to the Count’s room. The count was reading a book about ‘How to make a human to become a vampire.’ Yikes! The count sighed, as usual. But Morgan was too hard to give on Abraxas. She asked the Vampire. ‘Look, Count, I don’t want much discussion now. You free Abraxas from his curse, or I make you eat the garlic. Luckily, she had one, given by the palace soldier. 

The count got scared and said, ‘My forefathers have denied me from doing that, how can I? Morgan’s one sharp look was enough to make count do the undo curse. He chanted in an unknown language.

 لكل يوم تقوم فيه ، تصبح شابًا مرة أخرى. أحررك من لعنك يا أبراكساس لتكون فرعونًا مرة أخرى 

Suddenly, the old man turned into a cloud and turned into a young and handsome man. Morgan was not going to leave it too easily, of course. She asked him ‘What is your secret? Where do you ascend from? What have you done badly for people overall?’ The count had no other option but to tell her everything. He started ‘My ancestors were the children of the Devil, the most evil of all. They hated Egyptian Pharaohs as they believed that there was only one god, The devil. My forefathers wanted to curse Cleopatra, but we knew she was a fearless and brave Pharaoh, so we couldn’t. But we got hands upon her son Abraxas, who was kind and generous, who fell in our trap easily. I gave his beauty to my daughter and asked him to put fear in humans for the Dark Vampires. My daughter won't forgive me now.’ The count showed them a way to get out of the palace and all Morgan heard last was the shrieks of the Countess. Morgan then was awarded an international explorer award by the presidents of all countries for uncovering the truth of Dark Vampires. She made a time machine in the upcoming year. She took the hand of Abraxas and went to his period. Pharaoh Abraxas was stunned by the surprise and in the upcoming years, Pharaoh Abraxas and Morgan married and ruled the upper kingdom for many, many years...........