text: talk." Heather says.
  "I don't like crowds, besides any petty thugs that stumble upon us are going to be up shit's creek if they start trouble."
  "I guess you got that one right, though I'd be more concerned with the ECS patrols given their Fel connections, but again I suppose we could take them. Anyway, how have you been?"
  
  Heather asks you in more detail about your vampirism, but you're somewhat hazy on the details of the hows and whys. (And you certainly don't mention Isabella) You get the impression Heather knows you're hiding something, but decides not to press the issue, probably not wishing to potentially anger you.
  
  Instead of interrogating you all night long, she decides to talk about herself and what she's been up to since you parted ways.
  
  Heather goes on to say that she's risen in rank at her temple and is practically second in command only to Elder Flynn himself. Though whenever she mentions him you don't get a tone of fondness.
  
  "Far be it from me to pry, but I get the strong impression you don't like Elder Flynn anymore." You say.
  "I...I don't dislike him. It's just...ugh. He's been too passive in this war of the faith! He keeps wanting to play defensively when we should be going more on the attack! Dorna is the strongest goddess of all and while our temple may be one of the smallest in this city, we make up in quality! I'd put any of ours against ten Felians! And the temple of Fel are arguably our only true competition here mainly because there are so many." Heather remarks.
  "What about the rest of the factions?"
  "Not even worth speaking of. The Yagites are practically finished here. The brainless followers of Karn will eventually follow. The Joachimites would be more of a challenge, but again, they only have numbers on their side and not even to the extent that the Felians have. They would fall as well. I believe we could crush all other factions and make a separate peace with the temple of Fel. It's not ideal, but at least it would cut the competition down in the long run."
  
  You always detected a bit of ambition in Heather even back when you were trading magic items for her help before. It would appear she's only gotten more so.
  
  "Well, sounds like you've got your hands full." You say.
  "Yes, I do and I don't get adequate help to perform the tasks I really need to do. Bah, anyway, I don't mean to unload my troubles on to you. I'm not even sure why I am. I guess it's the act of a desperate woman." Heather remarks.
  "Okay, you'll have to explain that one a little more."
  " I suppose, I was hoping assuming you're willing of course that you might help me."
  "Help you do what exactly?"
  "Take down a rival faction."
  "What, all by ourselves?"
  "I think we could do it! With your vampire powers and my magic abilities, I know for a fact that we could probably take out the Yagites or even Karnites!"
  "I dunno...this whole thing really isn't my concern."
  "Well, you like blood right? I mean you'd practically be bathing in it. And given what I saw of you with my acolytes, you definitely like killing. Unless you're seriously telling me you like easily stealing from shops more."
  "Can't deny that. I do like killing and I do like blood. It's just..."
  "For the love of Dorna! You can't help me in the same way I tried to help you in the past? Have you forgotten so quickly of all the risks I took?" Heather says with a raised voice.
  
  She then realizes that she may have overstepped a boundary when your attitude becomes less cordial.
  
  "No, I haven't forgotten. I also haven't forgotten of how you just left me to save your own ass when things were getting too risky for you. I even suggested that we run away together, but no. Your faith was more important and that's what you chose. Now, you're seriously getting pissed at me for not wanting to get involved in your personal war that I don't really give a shit about? I think YOU forget that you're addressing a vampire. One who is close enough to drain you dry before you could even utter a single incantation to defend yourself right now. I haven't even used my powers of suggestion on you to make you into my puppet and have you do what I want before ultimately disposing of you. And if I chose to do so, there would be no way for you to stop me. So don't forget THAT."
  
  Your firm reminder of who you are to Heather causes her to back off a bit. She even looks a bit embarrassed.
  
  "You're right of course...I just...I know..."
  
  Heather immediately brandishes a small dagger.
  
  "What the hell are you doing?" you ask fully prepared to defend yourself.
  "I want to prove that my feelings for you, haven't gone away. I've always thought fondly of our intimacy together that day. I've always felt saddened as well. Always wondering what might have been. I never dreamed that we could have another chance. But now with you back, maybe I thought we could try again. It won't be easy, but I'm willing to take that step. I offer myself to you once again. You may do whatever you will to me. Ravish me here in this alley like a common whore, drink my blood until you've had your fill, it doesn't matter. What matters is that I trust you. Perhaps then, when you've had your way with me, you may find that part of you still has feelings for me as well. If you didn't, you wouldn't have spared me at all." Heather says and cuts her arm.
  
  She then thrusts the bleeding limb at you. Tempting you like this, is very risky on her part since it's likely to just cause you to go into a feeding frenzy and kill her outright.
  
  However, perhaps she was right about you still having some feelings for her because you keep yourself in check and only take a little of her blood. Heather winces a bit, but when your mouth soon moves to her own she is enjoying it.
  
  You waste no time in turning her around and lifting up her robe and having your way roughly with her against the nearby wall.
  
  As you thrust inside her, you whisper in her ear.
  
  "Do you really desire my help?"
  "Yes. Do with me, as you like. Just help me crush my enemies in Dorna's name."
  "I'll help you crush your enemies, but the only name you'll be praising tonight is going to be mine."
  
  You can sense her excitement, her fear, her tension, everything. Something about all this is really doing it for you as well. You're totally dominating her and that's even more exhilarating than just killing someone and drinking their blood. This isn't even like having sex with Isabella either. This is something new you're experiencing and you're going to enjoy the hell out of it.
  
  You keep Heather quite during your intimacy by putting your hand over her mouth. Her stifled squeaks and your own reserved grunts are the only sound until your time is done with her.
  
  Heather takes a moment to catch her breath. She's probably never quite been treated that way before.
  
  "That was...uh...(whew) I..."
  "A glimpse of things to come. Now, I'll be back tomorrow night and we can continue with your plans. I'm sure you'll find me again." You respond.
  
  You leave Heather in the alley to collect herself and head home feeling a bit more positive about your trip to Holgard this time.
  
  When you get home Isabella is in her garden, you decide not to disturb her and get some early rest. You figure you're going to have to save your strength for what you've gotten yourself into.
  
  > Time passes...
  Year 27
  
  This religious war has been the most fun you've had in a long time.
  
  While you've mostly been taking advantage of the chaos that the city has been plaguing the city again, you have also been working along side Heather in her efforts to take down the other religious factions.
  
  Heather isn't supposed to be engaging the other factions as much as she's doing, since Elder Flynn was still against being so aggressive. However, she's been openly arguing with him and convincing others members to follow her lead on this strategy. Since she's a respected voice within her group, Elder Flynn has relented a bit.
  
  It's mostly been directed towards the Yagites since she wants to make a concentrated effort on one group, but occasionally others are fought as well.
  
  However, she's been keeping all dealings with you as close to the vest as possible. Whenever you work with her, it's always just her and there are no other Dornans helping. You aren't sure why, but then you've never bothered to ask.
  
  In any case, you're just in this for the killing and fucking Heather mostly.
  
  Right now, you're in the process of attacking the main temple of Yag. Their numbers have dwindled to a point where an attack wouldn't be suicidal. Pathetically easy in fact as you face little resistance and soon leave Heather behind to "sweep up" the acolytes that pose no real challenge.
  
  You burst into the inner sanctum of Yag's temple. Several followers busily attempt to call forth incantations in order to stop you, but the most damage one does is summon forth a bunch of butterflies to flutter in your face.
  
  The winds of their "luck magic" are blowing the wrong way constantly. Yag either isn't listening, doesn't give a shit or is finding it all pretty amusing. Either way, the advantage is yours.
  
  You rip into three members and then two more before you're half way across the room. The Yagite high priest is busily rolling dice on his altar (which resembles more of a craps table) Every now and then he looks up at you, but continues to roll his dice, cursing the entire time.
  
  Eventually you reach him and just as you grab him he manages to roll one last time. You both see the results and its snake eyes.
  
  "Looks like you lose." You say.
  "We've been losing for quite some time now. Tried to bet big, but it's all come to this. Such is the way of Yag." The high priest says
  "You Yagites are very odd, you certainly don't want to die, but the few that I have ever spoken with always have a resigned fate when the time comes."
  "Well there's no point in fighting fate son. When your numbers don't come up, there's nothing that can be done about it. We had a good run here in Holgard, but I guess the odds were more against us than we thought. I got one question for you though. What the hell do you have against us? We don't hunt vampires. We don't hunt anything. I'd think you'd be after the Joachimites more than us...or are we just an easier target? You the Dornans pet vampire or what? You know those assholes will eventually dispose of you too."
  "I'm nobody's fucking pet!" you snap and start to crush the high priest's windpipe.
  
  Heather walks in and you turn to look at her.
  
  "Don't kill him yet, I need to interrogate him first!" Heather shouts.
  
  You drop the high priest to the floor. He coughs a bit and then begins to struggle to laugh.
  
  "What's so fucking funny?" you ask.
  "Yeah, sure. You're nobody's pet." The high priest laughs.
  
  This small act of disrespect is enough for you to kick him in the face, putting your foot partially through it killing him instantly.
  
  "What the fuck!? I told you I wanted him alive to interrogate! The Yagites might be broken by this, but they could have hideouts still in the city somewhere! He probably could have revealed other information as well!" Heather scolds.
  "Heather, I think you're forgetting who you're talking to again." You remark.
  "Yeah, I know who I'm talking to, and YOU'RE supposed to be following my lead on these matters!"
  "I did."
  
  You suddenly grab Heather, lift her robe up and bend her over the altar. Doesn't take long before you've established your dominance again. It's a common routine for the pair of you at this point. You both enjoy it.
  
  After you're done, you're ready to move on, but of course Heather isn't done with you yet.
  
  "Where are you going?" Heather asks.
  "I helped you wipe out this temple and I fucked you. My job is done for the night."
  "Well, you don't need to leave so damn quickly. I want to make plans for our next major endeavor."
  "Fine, but make it quick and we probably shouldn't stick around in a temple full of dead priests."
  
  You and Heather take your leave of the temple and find a secluded spot to talk about your next moves. Or at least Heather is, you're just listening.
  
  "Okay, I think our next move should focus on the Joachimites." Heather remarks.
  "I figured you'd say the Karnite since they're few in number." You say.
  "I would, but I believe the Felians are in the process of wiping them out. No need to get in their way and no need to waste time on something someone else is doing anyway. Joachimites are a big problem though and I figure you being a vampire and all, you'd enjoy taking them out all the more."
  "I'm actually indifferent. All these mortals are just blood bags to me. Whether they have some irrational hate for me or not is irrelevant since I'm killing them anyway."
  "Well I suppose that's one way to look at it. Um, it might take awhile for me to call on your help though on this. I need to talk this over with my brothers and sisters and get them on board with this too. Elder Flynn was eventually fine with wiping out the Yagites, might be harder to convince him about the Joachim fanatics though."
  "Sure, whatever. I'll just be stalking the streets like I normally do. Maybe I'll bump into a Joachimite from time to time to give us less to worry about in future battles with them."
  "Yeah about that, I was sort of wondering if you could take a break from the city for awhile. Like maybe a few months or so."
  "Excuse me?"
  "Our relationship is getting a bit harder to hide from the rest of my brethren."
  "So, what difference does it make? I thought you lot weren't supernatural hating fanatics."
  "We aren't, but you don't understand. If they knew I had a vampire helping me, it would cause unnecessary complications."
  "Oh come on, I can't imagine that your people don't know at all about me already."
  "They don't actually. If they did, I probably would have been confronted already, especially by Elder Flynn. He'd be asking WHY I had not been sharing you with the rest as a valuable resource."
  "Resource?"
  "Yes resource. To most of them, you wouldn't be looked upon as an individual, but rather a weapon to be used to the fullest degree."
  "Well isn't that what you're sort of doing?"
  "I am not! Our relationship is more than that! Or at least I thought it was, do you feel differently?"
  "I'm not getting into this again." You say.
  "Well maybe we should, because lately I feel like you don't appreciate ALL the risks I take to keep us together! This is like when I was visiting you during your cold curse all over again!"
  
  And this was something you were trying to avoid. Heather has an uncanny knack of turning everything around to make it all about herself and be overly dramatic about it as well.
  
  While Heather goes into a tirade about how much she's sacrificing for your relationship, you don't even bother sticking around, you just leave. You don't have to listen to this, because you've heard it all before, and at this point you're sort of wondering WHY you're still putting up with it.
  
  You guess you have enough fondness for Heather that you don't want to kill her, but you're starting to get the real impression that she's not really relationship material either. Sure she's masochistic enough to put up with your own power trip bullshit, but you could probably just charm some random mortal if you really wanted to do that with significantly less hassle.
  
  And it's apparent she feeds off of it in some weird way. Maybe she's a vampire too in her own fashion.
  
  In any case, you head back home. You start to think maybe you haven't been appreciating Isabella as much as you should be. Sure, she's a bit condescending at times when she disapproves of something you've done, but she's centuries old. Of course she's going to be like that.
  
  If anything she's very tolerant of you. In fact she's helped you more than Heather ever has and unlike Heather she can keep up the pace in the bedroom.
  
  Why the hell have you even been cheating on her again?
  
  Because you're an idiot that still doesn't know what the hell you want. Makes sense you suppose. Your life has been fairly off track ever since you left Teckleville and you've been fumbling around ever since.
  
  That changes after tonight. You're going to go home and reaffirm your dedication to Isabella. Especially since you also realize that despite having been with her for a couple years, you still don't know much about her own past.
  
  Well at least you thought you were. Isabella as it turned out had other plans.
  
  As soon as you walk into the crypt you find Isabella waiting for you to tell you that you're leaving.
  
  "You're kicking me out?!" you exclaim.
  "Considering that it's almost dawn, you'll be able to stay here until tomorrow night, but as soon as the sun goes down, I want you out of here." Isabella says.
  "But can't we talk about this?!"
  "No. You've had MORE than enough time to talk about what's going on with you, yet you've chosen to try to hide your actions. It's obvious that you have some human whore on the side. Mind you, I didn't even care at first...even assumed you'd probably stray from time to time. Most likely fucking your prey before you killed them. However I've detected the same familiar scent on you for months now. Obviously it's same the woman."
  "Wait, you knew?"
  "Of course I knew. I'm not an idiot. Or did you not notice that I stopped sharing the bed with you months ago?"
  "I just figured you were really into your garden."
  "Hm, well if you had any concern, you would have known I was sleeping in there. In any case, I figured I'd still give you some time to either confess or even better, eventually get bored enough to kill her, but given I can still smell the stench of her on you even tonight, I'm guessing you haven't done that."
  "Isabella, you're so damn aloof towards me that I don't even know if you care whether I'm here or not most of the time. I mean if we didn't fuck, we might as well just be cryptmates. You never talk to me about yourself, and I'm not mind reader, I mean if I had known that me seeing Heather was..."
  "Heather? Is that its name then? Tell me, what exactly is so special about this woman that she's gotten so much of your attention?"
  
  You explain as short as possible of your odd long-term relationship with Heather. To Isabella's credit, she listens without anger and doesn't interrupt.
  
  "I see. Well, I suppose then it does make a little more sense. Here I was thinking it was some random pretty face, however I'm somewhat relieved to hear that there was at least some deeper reasoning behind it all. Perhaps this is the woman for you after all." Isabella says.
  "What? No! In fact I was just coming over here to reaffirm my love for you! Heather isn't the one for me!" you remark.
  "Isn't she? Seems like you've been spending more time helping her in her tasks than what would be normal. You obviously have fondness for this girl. And you're right, you don't really know me that well at all. Perhaps some of that is my fault. Decades of being alone tend to make one reclusive even to those that you have feelings for, but as I said, I was always here and you could have made the effort."
  "But I'm making it now! I love you!"
  "No. No you don't. You had a fight with your girlfriend because she's demanding something that you don't want to do so you're going for the easy way out, by falling back on me. Well, that's not how relationships work. You sometimes have to do shit you don't want to do rather than running off at the first sign of trouble."
  
  Isabella approaches you with a smile and touches your face.
  
  "Now maybe it IS a case that you don't love this Heather and have decided that she isn't for you, but in any case you don't love me and I don't really love you either. I was just lonely and liked you well enough that I thought you might fulfill that gap and you did, for a while at least. You're a free vampire and I've told you all the basics of what this life is like. Anything else, you'll have to figure out yourself. Take care okay?"
  
  Isabella, without another word turns to leave you. You decide to make a last ditch effort and put your hand on her shoulder. She spins around so quick that you're on the floor from a punch to the face before you realize it.
  
  "What the fuck!? I was just going to kiss you!" you exclaim holding your face in pain.
  "And I told you it was over and I meant it. This isn't going to be one of those rewritten happy endings in a children's fairy tale where the man kisses the girl and everything is all better again." Isabella says.
  "Obviously not...shit..."
  
  As Isabella leaves you on the floor to ponder your misguided judgment of how she really feels about you, you also ponder what you're going to do when you get up tomorrow night. It's too much to think about right now so you just go to bed.
  
  The next night, you gather your meager belongings and leave the crypt as quickly as you can. No sign of Isabella, you assume she's in her garden, but you don't want to be around for her to see you again anyway.
  
  You aren't sure where to go. Your first instinct is to just go to Holgard. Heather told you not to, but why the hell do you really need to listen to her for? Actually you still haven't sorted out all your feelings about that relationship yet either.
  
  Isabella might have had it right in that you were just running away from Heather because you didn't want to do what she said. Maybe you could talk with her though. Sure, she's a bit dramatic at times, but she's usually willing to listen. She has taken risks for you, so that is worth considering.
  
  Of course part of you just wants to say "fuck it" and leave this area entirely. Seems like nothing good has come of it ever since you left Teckleville.
  
  > go to Holgard
  You might as well go back to Holgard and stay there until you figure out your next major move. No real reason to leave considering the plentiful food source. You can probably make a home in one of the tombs in their graveyard in the meantime.
  
  Not to mention you're loathed to leave just because Heather doesn't want you around for a while. You can't believe the nerve of her. She's pretty annoying at times, if she were anyone else, you wouldn't be putting up with it, but since you are, Isabella might have been correct in thinking you must have stronger attachment to her than you even let on.
  
  In any case, you make your way back to Holgard and kill a few whores before ultimately fixing up a suitable tomb for yourself.
  
  Over the course of a few weeks you take the opportunity to hunt down a few Joachimites that are stupid enough to wander in smaller groups just so you don't have to deal with as many of the fanatics in the future.
  
  You aren't terribly surprised when you eventually get a visit from Heather.
  
  "Hello? You awake? I know you're in here." You hear Heather say as she steps inside the tomb.
  "Yeah, now I'm awake! Close the fucking door, you're letting the daylight in!" you shout from inside your stone coffin.
  
  When you hear the door close, you slide the slab open and sit up.
  
  "What the hell do you want? I'm trying to get some rest, you couldn't have come around night instead of the middle of the fucking day?" you say.
  "You probably wouldn't have been home, what with you massacring Joachimites and all." Heather says.
  "Probably not. Let me guess, you're here to bitch at me for being here at all."
  "Well, I sort of know that would be pointless since you obviously aren't going to listen. In fact I sort of figured after our last talk, you'd be here more often anyway. So are you living in the city now? I thought you lived somewhere outside of it."
  "Yeah, things have changed since our last talk, so I'm living here now. You mad about that too?"
  
  Heather shakes her head and sighs.
  
  "Stop being an asshole for a moment, I'm trying to tell you that I don't care. I realize that I shouldn't have tried to tell you what to do. I apologize. I'm just really stressed about everything on my mind lately."
  "Hm, well I guess you did have your reasons. Honestly though, I don't understand why you haven't just killed the old bastard yet. I mean that IS what your end game ultimately is right? Take over the temple along with having it be one of the two remaining religions in this city?"
  "Yes...but I really don't like it. Elder Flynn has been like a father to me. I mean in the eyes of Dorna, he basically IS my father in some ways. I really didn't want it to come to this, but his path to not the right one for the future of our temple. Dorna is a goddess that deserves more attention and respect. We won't get that if we remain as we are."
  "Well not everyone has the ability to be a wizard, let alone the discipline or talent."
  "True, but that doesn't mean the non-magical people can't pay their respects. Dorna is also a goddess of knowledge. It's very sad that so many are content on remaining ignorant."
  "The fools have got to have their fun."
  "Be that as it may. Deposing Elder Flynn is not going to be easy. I really need to make sure I have everyone on my side in the temple first and I do mean everyone. Best way to do that is convince them that my way is working and honestly your recent activity has been helping rather than hurting."
  "Well of course it is, I'm killing the opposition."
  "Yes, but I had feared that it might cause unwanted attention before I had time to organize and talk to my brethren first. However, most of them haven't needed much convincing. I think wiping out the Yagites has caused a domino effect and many are willing to follow my plans."
  "What about Elder Flynn?"
  "Well that's the other thing. He's been in meditation for a week now. Granted he's been known to disappear like that anyway, but the fact that he's withdrawn for so long during this time is strange. Though it's another reason why your actions haven't bothered me. Elder Flynn hasn't been focusing on outside activities."
  "So why not kill him now? Sounds like you've got this already wrapped up."
  "Again, not so simple. Plus, he's in meditation, which means he's currently got magic shields and such around him. He'd also be at his most powerful since he's been storing up energy."
  "I dunno, I think you're hesitating and overthinking this shit. I say the longer you wait, the worse the harder it's going to be."
  "I know...that's why I want you to help when the time comes."
  "Me? You're the one with all the magic friends and defenses!"
  "You've already had experience killing one powerful wizard right?"
  "Yes, but that was sheer luck when I really think about it. And I had help."
  "And you'll have even more help when the time comes. I'll still be there, along with the rest of the temple!"
  
  Heather approaches closer and leans into your chest while staring into your eyes.
  
  "Please I just really need your direct support on this. I know we've been having our problems lately, and I know you've been going above and beyond. But I really feel like we have something special. If I didn't believe we did, I would have never given myself so willingly to you. I feel like your strength and ruthlessness of what needs to be done will make me less likely to waver in this task."
  
  You look at Heather and see the hopeful desperation in her eyes. You also see her dedication to you. You suppose it is true. Despite all your problems, the pair of you do have a lovers bond and you could do worse than Heather. (And you don't just think that because Isabella isn't in your life anymore)
  
  "Okay, I'll help you directly on this, but if we're going to do this, it needs to be done as soon as possible. I'm ready to go now and do it for example." You say.
  "Oh no, not right now. I still should organize more." Heather remarks.
  "Look Heather, the old bastard needs to die if you really want to take over. That's all there is to it. You have to put your sentimentality aside. Now I've already agreed to help, but you NEED to play your part."
  "I will! I will! I just really need to set things in motion and solidify alliances. Give me at least a couple days, okay? Whether everything is good or not, we'll go through it."
  "Very well. So, where are attacking tonight? I assume you've got a group of Joachimite fanatics in mind."
  "Hm, maybe you should save your strength and just relax with a good meal. In fact maybe you should have little magic with your meal, then afterwards you can satisfy your other appetites. "
  
  Heather cuts herself for you and you indulge in her blood without another word. After you've had enough, you proceed to take her up on her other offer.
  
  The next few nights are uneventful for you and you go for easier prey since you keep in mind of what you're going to be up against soon. You just hope Heather actually goes through with it and doesn't come back to you in saying something like "Um...I think we need to wait some more..."
  
  She shows up after three days have passed.
  
  "There you are, glad to see it only took you one extra day." You say.
  "There were some complications." Heather remarks nervously.
  "Hm...you seem very nervous. I do hope you aren't going to tell me you need more time."
  "No, tonight is the night. I've managed to convince most of my brethren to side with me either directly or at least look the other way. Elder Flynn himself has finally left his meditation. He's not going to go down without a fight, but I believe we'll be able to take him."
  "That's good to hear, but you still seem really nervous."
  "Of course I'm nervous! This is a winner take all gamble and on top of never facing someone so powerful, I'm also facing a man I used to respect. (Sigh) Well like you said, best to just get it over with, stand still."
  "What for?"
  "I'm going to cast protective magic on you. You might be supernatural, but if you go in without any protection, Elder Flynn is going to just incinerate you with a beam of light."
  "Oh. Well okay, anything that will help then."
  
  Heather mumbles some prayers to Dorna and casts something over you and you're bathed in some sort of blue light temporarily. It lasts a few seconds and then disappears. After casting the spell, Heather seems a bit calmer.
  
  "Okay, that should do it. How do you feel?"
  "I don't feel any different, is it working?"
  "Yes, if you felt something then something would be wrong. Okay, let's go do this dark task. We're going back to the temple. Those that are in on the plan will be there, along with Elder Flynn."
  "Nothing like killing a man in his own home, let's go."
  
  You and Heather make haste to the temple of Dorna and when you arrive a group of young acolytes stand around outside. One of them approaches Heather.
  
  "Sister, you're here. All of us here are ready to follow your lead. Those that do not wish to take part have left and will not stand in your way." The young priest says.
  "Understandable. This is grim business. There will be no retribution upon them afterwards." Heather remarks.
  "Understood...is this the vampire?" the priest says looking at you a bit anxiously. Before you can say anything Heather speaks quickly.
  "Yes, and he's already been informed and will help us."
  "Very well, Elder Flynn is in the summoning chamber. I believe he's engrossed in an experiment of some sort. He doesn't know or suspect anything."
  "Good, then I guess the best thing to do would be to just rush in there and take him by surprise."
  
  You, Heather and all her little friends enter the temple. Heather takes lead and after walking down a few corridors you all come to a solid ornate double door.
  
  "Okay, this is it." Heather remarks and exhales.
  "Let's do it." You say and open up the doors.
  
  At this point you take the lead. Your hope is that you'll be so quick that this will be over before anyone realizes it.
  
  You see an old man at a bunch of tables with various alchemy equipment on them at the far end of the room. You're already half way across it before he turns around.
  
  Then just as you get almost within range of him, you suddenly freeze in place with a wave of his hand.
  
  At this moment you'd say "Shit!" but you can't speak either.
  
  You think that at least Heather and the rest will come in to help you, but after a few seconds of no sounds of shouting or orders, you realize this situation is even worse. Elder Flynn is noticing that you're realizing that too.
  
  "What's wrong vampire? Have you finally realized that you've been played like a like a cheap lute? I knew Sister Heather's ambitions long ago. While she did her best to try to keep things secret from me, she should have known that Dorna favors the most knowledgable and wise and in this case, that's me."
  
  Elder Flynn waves his hand a bit more and after a few moments you see out of the corner of your eye, Heather levitating slightly off the floor and then being slowly placed back on it. She's frozen as well.
  
  "The rest of you hanging about the door over there can leave. You've played your part, get back to your studies or whatever tasks you need to do. And close the door too." Flynn remarks and you soon hear the sound of the doors close behind you.
  
  Now it's just the three of you alone. Elder Flynn walks over to Heather.
  
  "I looked upon you as a daughter, do you know that? Even though I knew you sought to one day replace me, I had hoped that you would at least be smart about it. Such a waste. You are going to severely pay for your treachery girl. I can't describe just how much, but you'll soon experience it for yourself."
  
  Elder Flynn then walks over to you.
  
  "You on the other hand I suppose are an unwitting pawn in all this. Barely more intelligent than a zombie servant. Fitting, considering you're little better than one. Vampires are always such slaves to their base needs and yours have lead you to this fate. Take solace in the fact that you won't have to see your little girlfriend suffer, but I will be using your ashes in an interesting spell I have in store for her."
  
  You want to attack, yell, bite, scream, and rip apart Flynn, but all your anger is impotent in your current frozen state.
  
  Then it's gone when Flynn casts a strong beam of light which incinerates you quickly, though not quick enough for you not to feel the pain before you die.