Clan of the Rose (Updated. 3 new story posts!!!)

[Lolita_Mana-sama]

Story (Story taken from Mylene's point of veiw)

We were the most powerful vampire clan in all of France. We were the rulers of the land. Even the government was just our tool. I was turned into a vampire by the leader of this clan. He was the most powerful vampire to ever exist. I was turned into a vampire shortly after my 20th birthday. I was his slave. Wherever he went I was by his side with a collar and chain around my throat. I was his slave for his chambers. For his personal "service". It was not a life I wished to live. I was ready to die. One night I hid a dagger behind the pillows of his bed. That night when he was forcing himself upon me as he did every night I took the dagger out from under the pillows. He was completely off guard. The knife pierced his flesh and went straight through his heart. The crimson blood spilt from the wound. It came out as swifly as a rapid river. He was yet dead. He was in total shock. Before he had time to think what was happening to him I was already comming at him again. He didn't have time or the strength left to put up much of a fight. I swiped my dagger at his throat and I took his head. His head hit the floor as crimson rain fell from the sky. He dropped down to his knees and fell over. He was no more. I was covered hin his blood every square inch of my body. I drank what blood he had left. I didn't clean myself just wiped the blood from my face and put on little covering on my body and picked up his head. The chambers where i had spent every night since I became a vampire, it was now covered in blood and his body lied there on the floor. I took the wine that was there. There was alot since he loved to drink. I poured bottle after bottle on his body, bed and all of his belongings. Then I lit the room on fire destroying everything that was once him. I didn't want to ever be reminded of that pig again. I took his head and left the room. I proceeded to his brothers room and cut off his head and burned the room. I took both their heads into their father's room. He was no longer the one that was the ruler of the clan but he had always shown me alittle kindness but not ever enough for me to keep him around. He was sitting at a table with the rest of the clans advisors and higher ups. I had the dagger that I used to kill the brothers tucked into what little clothing I had on. I was still covered from head to toe in their blood but now I was carring a scythe. I felt that it was appropreate for me to carry such a weapon that the Grimm Reaper also carried because I was going to bring many people to Death himself that night. I threw the brothers heads onto the table. It startled the old men of the clan. I told them, "The king and his brother are dead. I am the new leader of this clan. Follow me or I shall send you to the after life to join these bastards." The old men were afraid. They were weak. Only two of them resited me. My scythe made easy work of them as it tore threw their flesh. I walked up to the former king's father who had fallen to the ground in fear. He had defecated himself. He was not even worth killing. I banished him from France. As my first order as ruler of the clan was to have everything destoyed that belonged to the forumer rulers family. Except the castle of course, just all of their personal belonging. I was now free. I no longer had to lay with that pig b*****d. I was happy. I had one of the maid servants draw me a hot bath to clean off the blood and stench of that b*****d and his family off me. I was still not sure what would happen. I went to take my bath. I had the chamber servant of the former king's brother stay with me as I bathed. Victoria was my best friend in the castle. I left my scythe leaning up against the wall next to the tube and I never let the dagger leave my hand. After my bath I dressed in the finest cloths in the castel and I passed the rooms that I had set ablaze. The fires were out and the rooms were entirely gutted. Nothing but the walls, ceiling and ash remained. The fires did no damage to the castel itself. As my second act as ruler I had the former rule's room and the rooms of his family quarantined off permanatly for none to ever enter again. The next evening the entire population country side that the clan controlled came to the castel. This included all the vampires and thralls or familliars if you will. There were no humans in this country side that were not loyal to the vampire. I sat upon the thrown wearing a beautiful black dress and my scythe in had. Down the the shot stair case that led up to the thrown the heads of the brothers sat on stakes that raised them off the floor for all in the great room to see. Seas of thralls and vampire were in the room. Many very upset to see the heads of the clan's rules on desplay. After they were all in, the record keep of all the clan's history walked to the front and began to speak. The crowd fell scilent. He annonced that I was the new clan leader and that I have taken the lives of the king and his brother and that the king's father the former ruler had been banished into excile. Many were out raged a few even tried to storm the thrown to take my life. I took my scythe and cut him in half from his torso. This was not enough to have the attemps for my life to stop. The castel gaurds killed off another thirty people. After the crowd had come to more of a stand still I made an anouncement. It was my 3rd proclomation as ruler of the clan. "Gaurds round up everyone that opposes me and send them to the dungeon. Tomarrow night they shall be sent to the guillotine and the gallows for public exicution. All who will join me and live under my rule shall be aloud to live." Only a handful of people resisted me. After the excicutions no one dared challenge me. We lived in peace the majority of the time except on occasion clans form the outside desided to attack us. The humans form far off lands did as well. Under my rule we wiped them out. Our clan was feared and through out Europe. During my rein we absorbed the other clans of France. We grew more powerfull with every year. We eventually ruled all of France.  

[Lolita_Mana-sama]

Story Part II

My rule lasted from the late 18th century to the mid 19th when an uprising occured. The former kings father had joined the vampire clans from up north from the Icelandic contries along with those who excaped from other clans that mine had absorbed. They were great in numbers and a very feirce foe. Our numbers were about even but they had better weapons and more skill then we did. We were at war with them for seven years. There were numerous casualties on both sides. I myself participated in my fare share of battles. I was the one that took the head of the man whos life I had spared decades before. How foolish I was back on that fateful night. I should have killed him then. We were on the verge of winning the war but there was an a revolt umongst our own ranks. It was started by those who were still loyal follower of the former king. They had bid their time to exact their revenge upon me for killing their king. I should have seen it coming. I had my suspicions that it would happen. I just didn't expect it to come from one of my most loyal followers. One of my best friends Louis. He himself was loyal to the former king. That came as the utmost shock to me. He was a servant treated like s**t by everyone. Always whipped and beated for ammusement for the king. Why was he so loyal? Perhapse I shall never know for sure but I do know I shall have his head one day. The members of the revolt were great the loss of them to the other side took the one forth of our remaining numbers. The enemy now greatly out numbered us. The remaining loyal members of the clan now fled for their lives. I can't say I blame them. I returned to the castel to gather some things and then fled France along with my closest friends. We were being hunted we couldn't stay in Europe and feld into the Oriant. There we were presude so we then fled over seas to Japan. There were twelve of us in all. But over the next two year around one hundred more soon arived in Japan. We built a great mansion there on one of the islands. We rule there and the enemy has yet to find us. We are growing in numbers again and now rule Japan. This was several hundred years ago now. It is now modern times. I still rule the clan but have not returned to France or Europe since the War of the Immortals. We are building our numbers untill the day were we can finally reclaim France and get back our past glory. I shall not rest untill I set foot back in France as its ruler.  

[Lolita_Mana-sama]

(Taken from Mylene's diary)

Japan is not all that bad in the 20th century. We are nobilty here and are considered very aristacratic. We still wear the types of cloths we did way back in the 18th century it is considered gothic in this culture. They call us lolitas and goths. Some people tell the older members that they are to old to be dressing like kids. That's right our way of dress is now a fashion trend amoung teenagers in Japan now. The old folks just tell people that they were the ones that created the fashion so they get away with it. Some of them are even given credit for it by the designers. After all they came up with the ideas after seeing us. It is funny how these things turn out. ~Mylene August 11, 2006  

[PerfectMurder]

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[Ature Manti]

Freaking awesome, Lolita!  

[Lolita_Mana-sama]

Part III

Late one night a mysterious figure approced the castle gates. The man was dressed in a long black jacket. He had two broad swords strapped to his back. His finger nails were more claw like then any human or vampire nails. He had long dark hair. He lappered to be around fourty years in age but was far older then he apperared. He was from the time of Jesus Christ. The guards on the castle wall all took aim at the stranger. He entered the gates. Cross bows and pistols and machiene guns were pointed at all his vital spots. He also had a sword at his throat and neck. The Captain of the Gaurds walked up to him with sword in hand.

Frédéric the Captain of the guards then spoke, "Just who the hell do you think you are strolling up to the palace?"

The man replyed, "I have nothing to tell you."

Frédéric, "Then you shall be killed. Gaurds...."

As soon as the stranger at the gates refused to be shackled the castle gaurds surrounded. One with a sword to his throat, one with a cross bow near his hear and a few with guns aimed at him. At the same moment the captian of the guards appeared behind Mylene, who was confronting the human scum that was lying before her. "We have a situation at the front gates my lady. Her is your scythe."

"Captain, shackle this human and hang him from the wall of the Great Hall. I will deal with him later."

"Yes mam"

Mylene walks to the gate to confront the stranger. While Mylene was on her way to the gate she came upon a human girl running through the hall. She didn't know where she was or how she got there. She was terrifided.

Girl tremeling timidly spoke, "Wh....wh...who are you? Wh..wh..where am I?"
Mylene, "Human why are you in my palace? It must be one of those stupid boys playing with their food again. Gaurd take this scum into the Great Hall and shackle her to the wall. I'll deal with her later."

Mylene arived at the gates. She snaps and the gaurds ease off but still have their weapons pointed at his vital points. Mylene walked up to the stranger and put her hand on his cheek and had her scythe behind his neck.

"I'm sorry about the ruff treatment but you will comply with what Frédéric has asked you. We can't be to careful now can we. You have yet to earn our trust. After I talk to you then we will determin your fate. You have to put your trust in us before we can put ours in yours. You'll only be shackled for alittle while...unless you answer incorrectly that is."

She ran her hand down his cheek and she knicked his cheek with her finger claw ring. A small trickle of blood trickled from his cheek and she licked it off. A few seconds later the cut healed.

"It is up to you weither you comply or not. If you don't you'll die. If you do you will be treated like I treat the rest of my subjects and you'll have a chance to live. Answer my questions and you shall not be shackled for long."

The Stranger, "I shall obide by your laws for now. But even if I didn't you couldn't do anything to me. You wouldn't even be able to put a scratch on me. These bonds won't hold me!" He said it in a very ruff tone. Clearly he was angry about this.

Thinking, 'Who the hell does this guy think he is? I hate these arragent pricks.'

"Like I said don't worry you won't be in shackles much longer. After questioning you will be realist and provided with blood and a room. Oh and stranger don't even try to break your bonds. They have been enchanted to render your streanth to that of a babe. If you try to break them you will feal great pain like a demonic lightning surging through your body and soul."

Mylene led the group into the Great Hall. The human scum was chained to the wall as she directed. A guard brought out a heavy wooden chair and placed it at the foot of the stairs that led to the throne. Mylene walked up the short flight of steps and sat on her throne. She stamped her scythe on the floor beside her making a loud nocking noise to have everyones attention.

"Be seated."

The guards sat the stranger in the large wooden chair. A guard stood on each side of him with their weapon aimed at him. There were a half dozen guards on the right side of the room and another half dozen on the other all with their weapons ready but not aimed. There were about two dozen vampires on the second floor over looking the Great Hall. Several were snipers. There was alot of murmering going on in the crowd.

Mylene stamped her scythe once more, "Scilence! Ok first off who are you?"

Some one was still wispering in crowd on the second floor. Almost to fast for the human eye to see Mylene threw a knife. The knife impailed the one who was talking in the shoulder causing him to fall to from the over look to the first floor. The vampire picked himself up off the floor and rips the knife out of his shoulder causing the blood to flow more.

"I said scilence!"

"Yes mam. Sorry mam."