Everyone looked at Andre. Alan and Gwendolyn knew Andre was not a person who easily get angry over trivial things and even big problems. He has a good conscience.
"What's the matter, Dre?" Gwendolyn asked.
"This man, who turned Braemar Village into chaos in 1920. He is also the one who turned us into demons," said Andre.
Georgia gasped, she gasped. She didn't expect the vampire in front of him to be over a thousand years old.
"Does being a vampire make you live longer?" asked Georgia curiously.
"Yes, and that is a very unpleasant thing. Imagine how tortured our lives were," Gwendolyn replied sadly.
"Never mind, I'd better take you to Georgia." Gwendolyn looked at Georgia.
The two of them walked into the garage of the house and left Alan and Andre. Alan was silent, he reached for Francisco's photo.
Looking and researching him, "Pap, are you sure it was this man who changed you?" he asked.
"Yeah, he's the one who changed me and Gwen! I'll never forget that horrible night."
Andre dreamy reminiscing about his dark days, he did not expect his marriage to Gwendolyn to turn both of them into vampires.
And the death of everyone in the Church of St. Thomas, then. Chaos and screams echoed.
When they both woke up they felt the horror of wanting to drink blood. For the first time, he and Gwendolyn drank the blood of a family in the Scottish Small Village of Braemar.
The two of them were so young that they tore their victims apart, after which Andre and Gwendolyn always regretted all their actions.
Both are looking for a way to quench their thirst. They hunt animals when they are hungry. Trying to accept their dark destiny.
Think positive in enjoying their life. Even though they were always together, Gwen always wanted a child.
However, they will never have it again, because everything has stopped. They were just undead capable of moving.
And controlled by anger and lust is what makes vampires still live in the void.
Alan grabbed Andre's hand and patted it briefly. The two of them were silent in a thousand languages. The two of them just stood still like a handsome statue in a painting.
"Pap, I'll find out. Francisco at his residence in Toronto. What do you think? Or should we just leave it at that?" he asked.
Andre looked at Alan's face "Okay, I think we should stop them. Come on, come with me." Andre darted into the car garage followed by Alan.
The two stopped behind the tool cabinet, Andre pressed a button. Wardrobe sliding an entrance with a ladder down.
The two of them entered the underground passage, Alan was flabbergasted. Andre prepared all his war tools to kill all the vampires.
"Pap, do you want to go to war?" Alan asked not believing all his eyesight.
He didn't think that Andre had been sitting in his cellar all this time just to make all his sophisticated equipment.
He wanted to make war against vampires. Alan touched all the weapons and bullets made of silver.
"Choose the thing you like! Even though you're a very strong young vampire, you'll be in trouble if you just rely on your claws and fire.
"Old vampires have more strength and shrewdness in mastering their power. Moreover, those who are thousands of years old, Son!" said Andre.
He sat in one of his favorite chairs. Alan took two pistols complete with bullets and spares.
Alan grabbed two silver bayonets. He also chose a silver samurai.
"I think this is enough!" he said. tucked it all behind the PDL shoes that had been prepared by Andre who was chuckling amused.
"You, like a soldier. Oh, no! You are like a vampire hunter," Andre looked at Alan with a salute.
"Alan, are you sure you want to hunt down the vampire who changed you? Or do you want to seek your death?" asked André,
"Don't you want to enjoy your immortality?" asked Andre.
He wanted to find answers for all the actions that Alan had done so that he would not make a wrong move.
"You know, not all vampires are evil and suck human blood. A few also have a sense of humanity," said Andre.
"Pap, I just want to put an end to what Hector and his allies did. Not to kill all the vampires who do good, believe me?" replied Alan.
Andre smiled, "Well, I hope you succeed. Be careful, son!" Andre's message.
***
As night fell, Alan in all black and his hoodie darted through the night to Toronto.
He easily reached Francisco's house, he saw a luxurious house guarded by guards and guards from humans and vampires.
Alan doesn't understand that some humans want immortality. All of that is a misleading mirage.
Eternity belongs only to the Creator. If humans become immortal, then they will sacrifice pleasure to be fully human.
Enjoy trivial things such as eating, drinking, breeding, and everything that has been outlined by God.
Alan shot lightning-fast from a branch, up to the top floor. He avoided bloodshed with humans.
He stabbed his bayonet into the vampire who was guarding the floor above. Alan saw that upstairs, all were guarded by vampires.
"Who, you?" asked a luxuriously dressed vampire in a black coat. Both of them attack and beat each other.
Alan slammed him onto the floor and thrust the silver bayonet at lightning speed and left him.
He dashed into the house. The alarm echoed, everyone ran around looking for the origin of the alarm.
Alan saw the vampires rushing towards him, trying to stop him. Alan saw the image of Francisco sucking the blood of a young woman in his bedroom.
Francisco, who was wearing a red velvet nightgown, immediately dashed away through the bedroom window.
Breakthrough the shattered glass. Alan wanted to chase him but his line of vampire and human bodyguards attacked again.
Alan as fast as lightning tried to end the battle, "You humans, go away. Before it's too late!" shouted Alan.
However, the human bodyguards did not budge in the slightest. They shot Alan with regular bullets.
Alan was just amused and continued to kill them too. The blood from the human bodyguards confused the vampire guards.
Alan easily kills them and burns the house with fire from his hands.
He didn't want to be affected by the blood of the human bodyguards creeping through his olfactory nerves.
Alan tried to kill all the vampires as fast as he could. Police car sirens approach, Alan escapes through the window streaking through the night.
Jump over buildings in the City of Toronto. Running away from the mess he made.
He wants the government to see vampires with horror, so far vampires have always hidden and mingled well with humans.
Alan sniffed the smell of someone he knew walking in the dim night. Alan looked from the top of the building crouching.
He saw Nayla carrying a bag of groceries in her left hand, hugging her like a baby.