Post by Man of Many Murders on Oct 16, 2007 18:14:55 GMT -5
Name- Julius the Iscariot
Age- Appears to be 21, his real age is unknown to almost everyone.
Date of Birth- February 29th sometime during the fourteenth century.
Homelands- Village of Trebbio
Race- Vampire
Class- Warrior
Final-
Grappling Epitaph-
Julius got Iscariot added to his name because of his abilities when his vampire powers are fully unleashed. His entire appearance changes when he does activate all of his potential. He turns into a humanoid creature with dark skin, black bat-like wings, and blue markings that cover his entire body. A gigantic scythe made of blood materializes in his hands with a second blade on both sides of the scythe. While turning into this form he generates thousands of volts of electricity to unlease his powers. In this form not only does he have super strength and speed, but he also has the power of telekinseis. Also in this form he can draw blood of any being without using his fangs, drawing blood into the scythe, his wings. Lastly in this form he looses all control of his consuisnes and has only blood lust. But Julius can only activate this mode unless all of his power limiters are taken off and to do that he needs permission from Kyar.
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{Weapon information}
.454 Casull Auto - The size of this semi-automatic pistol is either 29cm or 39cm in length. It is too heavy and unwieldy for a human to use, but a perfect match for Julius’ strength. It fires custom-made explosive .454 Casull rounds, with the steel bullets bearing a core made from the melted silver Christian cross of a Lancunian cathedral. One estimate places the number of rounds in the magazine to be around fifteen, based on counting the number of rounds fired before reloading was required, but there is no official magazine capacity.
13 mm Auto Anti-Freak Cannon 'Jackal' - With a length of 39 cm (Almost 1' 4"), weight of 16 kg (35.2 lbs), and made of black gunmetal, it is not a weapon a normal man could even hope to wield, but as legend says, "It was never meant for a man." It fires special 13 mm armor-piercing, explosive, Mercury-core baptized bullets, with casings of Macedonia silver, powered by "Marvell's Chemical Cartridge N.N.A.9." It has six rounds per magazine. The words 'Jesus Christ is in Heaven now' are engraved upon it, in mockery. The weapon does have a pistol slide; however there appears to be none at all since the entire upper assembly is the slide, and moves only a minimal distance (relative to the gun's length). The Jackal has its ejector port at the left-hand position (ejecting towards the left).
{Armour Information}
Julius doesn’t usually wear armor itself but on certain occasions he does wear some. He preference is a pair of black mail armor made of dragon scales. This armor protects him from many magics and is also very strong defensively. The armor has no helm but has spikes on the shoulder blades and has a shine when sun light hits it. When Julius goes in secret he wears a pair of tan robes with a hood. The cloak hides him well due to the fact that it has several shadow enchantments on it. The enchantments makes Julius blend in the crowd and easily unrecognizable.
{Accessory Information}
He wears a necklace with an iron pendant of a wing, and a bronze pendent of an oak leaf. The necklace acts as a permanent power limiter.
{Physical Description}
Julius is tall and elegant, and usually never forgets anything. Julius is able to go through tough situations, come up with resolutions, and use the safest and fastest way to get out of them. That is what makes Julius so dangerous. It isn’t because of his weapons or savagery, but rather his ability to reason. Julius is always keeping his abilities in check making sure the vampire part of him stays locked away. But of course he can not do it alone. That is why he has power limiters he wears. When Julius changes into a vampire he has such bloodlust that he can not control himself. He is a savage and will do anything or kill anyone in his way. In this mode he is almost unstoppable unless someone can bring him out of it. This usually happens when he gets overly angry. That is why he is known to be one of the most fearless and most hardest to kill vampires out there.
Julius’ is also very different from vampires because he has different because he is not affected as much by weaknesses of any normal vampires. He has a resistance in him that allows his body to go into sunlight. But he does have a major weakness. And that would be that once in a while he will care about someone so deeply that, if they betrayed him it would leave him very vulnerable. That is why he is very careful about people.
Julius’ physical appearance is the most unique items about him. With white, very shaggy hair, the hair itself is combed forwards with bangs that reach the tip of his nose and separated a bit between his eyes so that he can see. Unlike most vampires, his skin has a more peachy human color to it. His eyes are the most interesting of his features. Most people remember him just because of the fact that his eyes are so unique. The pupil part of the eye itself is colored black like any normal being that sees, but the iris is a light shade of purple in color with outline in black. The sclera surrounding the iris is white but rimmed with the same light purple color and outlined in black. The reason why his eyes are very unique and different is because of the fact that they seem to have a longing in them. They show tragedy and a life filled with sorrow.
Julius usually wears a black leather coat with a plain white t-shirt on underneath. He wears gloves along with the coat and keeps his guns hidden somewhere on his person, but he would never tell where. For pants he wears black almost leather type like pants, but with side pockets. He wears a black belt around his waste with a skull shaped buckle. The skull is made of iron, but has red rubies for the eyes.
Julius’ clothing changes whenever he goes into battle and is related to the amount of power he is using: as he charges up to engage in battle. He removes his arms from the sleeves of his coat letting it simply just hang on his shoulders whilst he fires from underneath it. His gloves, which are engraved with a pentacle decorated with occult symbols, are also thought to be part of a power limiter.
{Background}
Julius was born sometime during the fourteenth century in the village of Treibbo. Treibbo is located in the region of Mugello. Mugello during the medieval times was an agricultural area north of Florence in Italy. Treibbo was a small village with a population of barley over two hundred. Everyone knew each other in this small village and in the beginning of the fourteenth century it was a pass by for traders on their way to Florence.
The main road from the north passed right through Trebbio, but despite the road and passer byes, its population always stayed under three hundred. The main attraction of the village was the inn where the traders stayed. Many of the villagers would come and listen to tales of the traders and news from the north. Also the inn was a common place for trade during the time of Julius’ childhood. Julius would spend every single day at that inn, because his aunt and uncle owned it. Julius spent his childhood years with his aunt and uncle with no knowledge of his father, and little memories of his mother.
What Julius’ remembers most about his mother are two things. Her sweet feminine voice, and her distinguishing scent of a rose. Julius doesn’t remember her physical appearance because she died when he was one. Her death was filled with mystery, with rumors saying she was murdered.
After his mother’s death Julius went to live with his aunt and uncle because no one knew who Julius’ father really was. He had not been there when Julius was born, nor had his mother told anyone who it really was. So he was brought to live with his aunt and uncle in Treibbo. As a boy Julius would swim in the river that went through the town and work with his uncle in the inn during the day, and study with his aunt at night. As a child he started off doing small jobs like cleaning, and helping his aunt in the kitchen. But as he grew older he took on more responsibility and was later put in charge of the finances of the inn. Julius would spend every night listening to tales from other lands. He never got enough of them and would dream of leaving this place one day, to see if these tales were true.
Julius was a born traveler at heart. He made preparations to leave on his twenty first birthday. He began planning things with his uncle and aunt months before this. Julius will never forget how happy they were that Julius would be able to fill out his dreams of traveling the world. He would be able to see new horizons and new waters. It didn’t take long before the small village knew of his soon absence. Fellow villagers helped the best way they could, if it was either giving him provisions or just a hug. He appreciated it all.
The day before his departure everything changed. His life would never remain the same again. Julius often get flashbacks about it. He was working late at the inn finishing up with getting things ready for departure. His aunt and uncle had gone to bed already, along with almost everyone else in the inn. He was finishing up with some last minuet paper work to set his aunt and uncle for a long while. Well at least until he returned. Truthfully he never planned to leave for more then a year. Then he would return and maybe go traveling again.
While he placed the papers under the desk, the door of the inn opened. Standing in front of the doorway was a man in a traveler’s cloak. His entire features were hidden in the shadows. He looked like a shadow himself. Julius thought he was peculiar. But who was he to judge, after all a customer was a customer. “Welcome to the INN... I was just about to close up, can I offer you a room?” He asked politely. Always had to be polite to customers.
The stranger just continued to walk towards him the sound of boots hitting wood as he walked. “Um... ok...” Julius said. He really did not need a fight. Who ever this man was, Julius hoped he wasn’t going to be any trouble. The man stepped into the light of the lamp on the desk. Julius noticed he had long black hair with water dripping down it. “I would like a room.. But first please allow me to have a bite to drink... It has been so long since I have gotten anything...” Julius stared at him oddly. The words made no sense at all. A bite to drink... Just the words themselves sent chills all over his body.
That was when Julius noticed his deeper details. He had never seen a man so bony and pale before. He appeared as if he had been traveling for days without sleep and food, and had dark bags under his eyes. On his travelers cloak was a patch. The patch was that of an upside down shield with four red dots parallel to each other in the middle. And in the middle of the four to the top was a blue dot with three crosses in it. On the bottom part was another red dot which was in a line with the blue dot but under the four parallel. But what freaked out Julius the most was the smile that formed on his face. When he smiled it revealed sharp pointy fangs. Fangs that belonged to a demon. Before Julius knew what was happening, the stranger had gotten behind him.
Julius stood frozen unable to scream, unable to move. The stranger moved Julius’ head to the side with his hand as his teeth sank into his neck. Julius couldn’t scream, but he wanted to. He had always thought that creatures like werewolves and vampires never existed. Yet here this man was standing before him sucking his blood. Julius’ body became more and more heavy as the loss of blood increased. Finally Julius fell to the floor on the verge of death.
The vampire stood there blood falling down the sides of his lips. He licked his lips smiling. “So.... Delicious...” He said sadistically. The look in the vampire’s eyes was bloodlust, and he wanted more blood. Julius could only listen to the screams of his aunt and uncle as they were cut off. The vampire was going on a rampage. Julius heard all their screams, all their cries, but he was helpless. And he was still bleeding.
The vampire deserved to die. Deserved to be murdered. What could he do? Little time passed, before the vampire returned. He stood there with a smile. But what pissed Julius off the most was that look in his eye that showed he didn’t care. He could care less of the people he killed. They were nothing but a feed to him. But something caused the vampire to crouch down. He held out his arm to Julius’ mouth. “If you want to live then drink, drink my healing blood.” Julius felt death coming towards him.
What choice he had. If this vampire had some sort of healing blood then he would take it. Then he would kill this vampire. Julius sank his teeth into the vampire’s wrist and began to drink the blood. He hoped this would weaken the vampire as well. But as he drank and the vampire’s blood ran through his veins it changed him. He felt his whole body being taken away from him. As if he was no longer there. His own mind was somewhere else. But as Julius’ body changed his mental state changed as well. He had become a vampire. But a vampire with an uncontrolled personality.
As the new Julius raised off the ground the stranger spoke. “Another follower. Bow to your new master.” He said as if he had done Julius some favor. But he had no idea who he had just created. He stood there with a smile on his face, thinking he had control of his new creation. But when Julius spoke his voice so filled with rage and hatred his expression changed. “You killed them...” He spoke very softly. So much so he was barely hearable. “You killed them with no remorse. Then you tried to turn me into your puppet.” He said in the same tone. But as he spoke the whole earth began to shake.
The expression on the man’s face was horror. He was now getting he had not just created another normal vampire. “YOU KILLED THEM!!!” Julius screamed as the inn began to crumble. The stranger decided to get out of there. For some reason the stranger couldn’t control his creation. And he wanted nothing to do about him. His creation did not know who he was anyway. He would probably never see each other again.
As the whole inn crumbled to the earth, Julius stood amongst the rubble. The other villagers by know were all standing in front of it horror. They had no idea what was going on. And that night they all died. Julius went on a rampage killing everyone uncontrollably. Julius couldn’t control his thirst. He couldn’t control his new found powers either. As the sun came up Julius was forced to retreat into a cave.
He was naked and his body was covered with blood. He stood in a ball as visions of screams of his aunt and uncle, and for some odd reason his mother, went in his head. And during this time a mist had formed around the cave. Julius still had the thirst. He wanted it more. He needed more blood in his throat. But as he stood in a ball a voice called out to him. A voice that was almost unnoticeable along with the screams. “This is interesting.” Footsteps echoed through the cave as Julius covered his ears. Unlike the man’s voice the footsteps echoed so loud it pierced his ears.
“Put this on.” The voice said again. In the same high pitch the sound of something falling to the floor came to his ears. Julius squinted and noticed something next to his hand. It was a necklace. Julius put it on, and as he did he felt better. The bloodlust dimmed increasingly. He had no idea why though. And the screams had left as well. Julius looked up at his savior. It was a strange man. He was unlike the vampire earlier. He looked nice and welcoming. He looked like a good man. Julius eyes focused again. “Who are you?” He asked the man.
“That is of no importance...” He said smiling and taking a seat next to Julius. He took off the traveler’s coat off of his back and placed it on Julius’ shoulders. “That fool.” He spoke, but Julius had no idea who he talked about. Julius stood there as his mind focused on the bloodlust that was still in his throat. Even though it wasn’t as demanding as before, it was still there. Julius was tempted to kill this guy and drink his blood as well.
The man looked at the sun out of the cave. “You are in a lot of trouble Julius. You have just killed your entire village. And I am positive that some of the escaping travelers will spread the word of a vampire. But for some reason I’m going to help you.” Out of that whole conversation the thing Julius wondered about was why this man knew his name. He must have just come today, and yet he knew everything that had happened.
“That item around your neck is a power limiter. It will help with the urge for blood. But you will still need to drink. But as you travel with me, you will drink animal blood. No humans... Man why do I get myself involved with these things?” The man asked himself as he stood up again. “Oh well... Come Julius, or should I say Julius the Iscariot.” With that they left the cave.
That is the memory Julius remembers most. The day he became a vampire and his normal life was never the same. He never had a day like that again. Julius traveled along with Kyar for a total of ten years. That was before they split up. Kyar had told him he had other business to attend to. But he did leave him with a pair of special guns. Julius the Iscariot became a vampire hunter. The entire time looking for the man, who changed him. The man Julius’ titled, “The Evangelist.”
Julius traveled alone. Any place he heard of a vampire, he would go there in hopes of finding The Evangelist. But it never happened. He never found him. But his name became known. Almost every vampire had heard his name. He was the most feared hunter alive. Yet no one actually knew he was a vampire. After all why would a vampire kill other vampires?
Julius attention was turned to Twilight Moon Academy for one reason. During his killing of a vampire he asked the question he asked every single vampire he had killed. “Where is he... Where is Medici the Evangelist?” Julius did not get much information from the man, but he got a place. The vampire had told him that his answers might be in Twilight Moon Academy. And for that reason he did everything he could to get the letter. And when the letter finally came Julius headed to the Ghost Shipyard.
{Pictures}
Julius the Iscariot
13 mm Auto Anti-Freak Cannon 'Jackal'
.454 Casull Auto
Scythe From Final Form
Age- Appears to be 21, his real age is unknown to almost everyone.
Date of Birth- February 29th sometime during the fourteenth century.
Homelands- Village of Trebbio
Race- Vampire
Class- Warrior
Final-
Grappling Epitaph-
Julius got Iscariot added to his name because of his abilities when his vampire powers are fully unleashed. His entire appearance changes when he does activate all of his potential. He turns into a humanoid creature with dark skin, black bat-like wings, and blue markings that cover his entire body. A gigantic scythe made of blood materializes in his hands with a second blade on both sides of the scythe. While turning into this form he generates thousands of volts of electricity to unlease his powers. In this form not only does he have super strength and speed, but he also has the power of telekinseis. Also in this form he can draw blood of any being without using his fangs, drawing blood into the scythe, his wings. Lastly in this form he looses all control of his consuisnes and has only blood lust. But Julius can only activate this mode unless all of his power limiters are taken off and to do that he needs permission from Kyar.
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{Weapon information}
.454 Casull Auto - The size of this semi-automatic pistol is either 29cm or 39cm in length. It is too heavy and unwieldy for a human to use, but a perfect match for Julius’ strength. It fires custom-made explosive .454 Casull rounds, with the steel bullets bearing a core made from the melted silver Christian cross of a Lancunian cathedral. One estimate places the number of rounds in the magazine to be around fifteen, based on counting the number of rounds fired before reloading was required, but there is no official magazine capacity.
13 mm Auto Anti-Freak Cannon 'Jackal' - With a length of 39 cm (Almost 1' 4"), weight of 16 kg (35.2 lbs), and made of black gunmetal, it is not a weapon a normal man could even hope to wield, but as legend says, "It was never meant for a man." It fires special 13 mm armor-piercing, explosive, Mercury-core baptized bullets, with casings of Macedonia silver, powered by "Marvell's Chemical Cartridge N.N.A.9." It has six rounds per magazine. The words 'Jesus Christ is in Heaven now' are engraved upon it, in mockery. The weapon does have a pistol slide; however there appears to be none at all since the entire upper assembly is the slide, and moves only a minimal distance (relative to the gun's length). The Jackal has its ejector port at the left-hand position (ejecting towards the left).
{Armour Information}
Julius doesn’t usually wear armor itself but on certain occasions he does wear some. He preference is a pair of black mail armor made of dragon scales. This armor protects him from many magics and is also very strong defensively. The armor has no helm but has spikes on the shoulder blades and has a shine when sun light hits it. When Julius goes in secret he wears a pair of tan robes with a hood. The cloak hides him well due to the fact that it has several shadow enchantments on it. The enchantments makes Julius blend in the crowd and easily unrecognizable.
{Accessory Information}
He wears a necklace with an iron pendant of a wing, and a bronze pendent of an oak leaf. The necklace acts as a permanent power limiter.
{Physical Description}
Julius is tall and elegant, and usually never forgets anything. Julius is able to go through tough situations, come up with resolutions, and use the safest and fastest way to get out of them. That is what makes Julius so dangerous. It isn’t because of his weapons or savagery, but rather his ability to reason. Julius is always keeping his abilities in check making sure the vampire part of him stays locked away. But of course he can not do it alone. That is why he has power limiters he wears. When Julius changes into a vampire he has such bloodlust that he can not control himself. He is a savage and will do anything or kill anyone in his way. In this mode he is almost unstoppable unless someone can bring him out of it. This usually happens when he gets overly angry. That is why he is known to be one of the most fearless and most hardest to kill vampires out there.
Julius’ is also very different from vampires because he has different because he is not affected as much by weaknesses of any normal vampires. He has a resistance in him that allows his body to go into sunlight. But he does have a major weakness. And that would be that once in a while he will care about someone so deeply that, if they betrayed him it would leave him very vulnerable. That is why he is very careful about people.
Julius’ physical appearance is the most unique items about him. With white, very shaggy hair, the hair itself is combed forwards with bangs that reach the tip of his nose and separated a bit between his eyes so that he can see. Unlike most vampires, his skin has a more peachy human color to it. His eyes are the most interesting of his features. Most people remember him just because of the fact that his eyes are so unique. The pupil part of the eye itself is colored black like any normal being that sees, but the iris is a light shade of purple in color with outline in black. The sclera surrounding the iris is white but rimmed with the same light purple color and outlined in black. The reason why his eyes are very unique and different is because of the fact that they seem to have a longing in them. They show tragedy and a life filled with sorrow.
Julius usually wears a black leather coat with a plain white t-shirt on underneath. He wears gloves along with the coat and keeps his guns hidden somewhere on his person, but he would never tell where. For pants he wears black almost leather type like pants, but with side pockets. He wears a black belt around his waste with a skull shaped buckle. The skull is made of iron, but has red rubies for the eyes.
Julius’ clothing changes whenever he goes into battle and is related to the amount of power he is using: as he charges up to engage in battle. He removes his arms from the sleeves of his coat letting it simply just hang on his shoulders whilst he fires from underneath it. His gloves, which are engraved with a pentacle decorated with occult symbols, are also thought to be part of a power limiter.
{Background}
Julius was born sometime during the fourteenth century in the village of Treibbo. Treibbo is located in the region of Mugello. Mugello during the medieval times was an agricultural area north of Florence in Italy. Treibbo was a small village with a population of barley over two hundred. Everyone knew each other in this small village and in the beginning of the fourteenth century it was a pass by for traders on their way to Florence.
The main road from the north passed right through Trebbio, but despite the road and passer byes, its population always stayed under three hundred. The main attraction of the village was the inn where the traders stayed. Many of the villagers would come and listen to tales of the traders and news from the north. Also the inn was a common place for trade during the time of Julius’ childhood. Julius would spend every single day at that inn, because his aunt and uncle owned it. Julius spent his childhood years with his aunt and uncle with no knowledge of his father, and little memories of his mother.
What Julius’ remembers most about his mother are two things. Her sweet feminine voice, and her distinguishing scent of a rose. Julius doesn’t remember her physical appearance because she died when he was one. Her death was filled with mystery, with rumors saying she was murdered.
After his mother’s death Julius went to live with his aunt and uncle because no one knew who Julius’ father really was. He had not been there when Julius was born, nor had his mother told anyone who it really was. So he was brought to live with his aunt and uncle in Treibbo. As a boy Julius would swim in the river that went through the town and work with his uncle in the inn during the day, and study with his aunt at night. As a child he started off doing small jobs like cleaning, and helping his aunt in the kitchen. But as he grew older he took on more responsibility and was later put in charge of the finances of the inn. Julius would spend every night listening to tales from other lands. He never got enough of them and would dream of leaving this place one day, to see if these tales were true.
Julius was a born traveler at heart. He made preparations to leave on his twenty first birthday. He began planning things with his uncle and aunt months before this. Julius will never forget how happy they were that Julius would be able to fill out his dreams of traveling the world. He would be able to see new horizons and new waters. It didn’t take long before the small village knew of his soon absence. Fellow villagers helped the best way they could, if it was either giving him provisions or just a hug. He appreciated it all.
The day before his departure everything changed. His life would never remain the same again. Julius often get flashbacks about it. He was working late at the inn finishing up with getting things ready for departure. His aunt and uncle had gone to bed already, along with almost everyone else in the inn. He was finishing up with some last minuet paper work to set his aunt and uncle for a long while. Well at least until he returned. Truthfully he never planned to leave for more then a year. Then he would return and maybe go traveling again.
While he placed the papers under the desk, the door of the inn opened. Standing in front of the doorway was a man in a traveler’s cloak. His entire features were hidden in the shadows. He looked like a shadow himself. Julius thought he was peculiar. But who was he to judge, after all a customer was a customer. “Welcome to the INN... I was just about to close up, can I offer you a room?” He asked politely. Always had to be polite to customers.
The stranger just continued to walk towards him the sound of boots hitting wood as he walked. “Um... ok...” Julius said. He really did not need a fight. Who ever this man was, Julius hoped he wasn’t going to be any trouble. The man stepped into the light of the lamp on the desk. Julius noticed he had long black hair with water dripping down it. “I would like a room.. But first please allow me to have a bite to drink... It has been so long since I have gotten anything...” Julius stared at him oddly. The words made no sense at all. A bite to drink... Just the words themselves sent chills all over his body.
That was when Julius noticed his deeper details. He had never seen a man so bony and pale before. He appeared as if he had been traveling for days without sleep and food, and had dark bags under his eyes. On his travelers cloak was a patch. The patch was that of an upside down shield with four red dots parallel to each other in the middle. And in the middle of the four to the top was a blue dot with three crosses in it. On the bottom part was another red dot which was in a line with the blue dot but under the four parallel. But what freaked out Julius the most was the smile that formed on his face. When he smiled it revealed sharp pointy fangs. Fangs that belonged to a demon. Before Julius knew what was happening, the stranger had gotten behind him.
Julius stood frozen unable to scream, unable to move. The stranger moved Julius’ head to the side with his hand as his teeth sank into his neck. Julius couldn’t scream, but he wanted to. He had always thought that creatures like werewolves and vampires never existed. Yet here this man was standing before him sucking his blood. Julius’ body became more and more heavy as the loss of blood increased. Finally Julius fell to the floor on the verge of death.
The vampire stood there blood falling down the sides of his lips. He licked his lips smiling. “So.... Delicious...” He said sadistically. The look in the vampire’s eyes was bloodlust, and he wanted more blood. Julius could only listen to the screams of his aunt and uncle as they were cut off. The vampire was going on a rampage. Julius heard all their screams, all their cries, but he was helpless. And he was still bleeding.
The vampire deserved to die. Deserved to be murdered. What could he do? Little time passed, before the vampire returned. He stood there with a smile. But what pissed Julius off the most was that look in his eye that showed he didn’t care. He could care less of the people he killed. They were nothing but a feed to him. But something caused the vampire to crouch down. He held out his arm to Julius’ mouth. “If you want to live then drink, drink my healing blood.” Julius felt death coming towards him.
What choice he had. If this vampire had some sort of healing blood then he would take it. Then he would kill this vampire. Julius sank his teeth into the vampire’s wrist and began to drink the blood. He hoped this would weaken the vampire as well. But as he drank and the vampire’s blood ran through his veins it changed him. He felt his whole body being taken away from him. As if he was no longer there. His own mind was somewhere else. But as Julius’ body changed his mental state changed as well. He had become a vampire. But a vampire with an uncontrolled personality.
As the new Julius raised off the ground the stranger spoke. “Another follower. Bow to your new master.” He said as if he had done Julius some favor. But he had no idea who he had just created. He stood there with a smile on his face, thinking he had control of his new creation. But when Julius spoke his voice so filled with rage and hatred his expression changed. “You killed them...” He spoke very softly. So much so he was barely hearable. “You killed them with no remorse. Then you tried to turn me into your puppet.” He said in the same tone. But as he spoke the whole earth began to shake.
The expression on the man’s face was horror. He was now getting he had not just created another normal vampire. “YOU KILLED THEM!!!” Julius screamed as the inn began to crumble. The stranger decided to get out of there. For some reason the stranger couldn’t control his creation. And he wanted nothing to do about him. His creation did not know who he was anyway. He would probably never see each other again.
As the whole inn crumbled to the earth, Julius stood amongst the rubble. The other villagers by know were all standing in front of it horror. They had no idea what was going on. And that night they all died. Julius went on a rampage killing everyone uncontrollably. Julius couldn’t control his thirst. He couldn’t control his new found powers either. As the sun came up Julius was forced to retreat into a cave.
He was naked and his body was covered with blood. He stood in a ball as visions of screams of his aunt and uncle, and for some odd reason his mother, went in his head. And during this time a mist had formed around the cave. Julius still had the thirst. He wanted it more. He needed more blood in his throat. But as he stood in a ball a voice called out to him. A voice that was almost unnoticeable along with the screams. “This is interesting.” Footsteps echoed through the cave as Julius covered his ears. Unlike the man’s voice the footsteps echoed so loud it pierced his ears.
“Put this on.” The voice said again. In the same high pitch the sound of something falling to the floor came to his ears. Julius squinted and noticed something next to his hand. It was a necklace. Julius put it on, and as he did he felt better. The bloodlust dimmed increasingly. He had no idea why though. And the screams had left as well. Julius looked up at his savior. It was a strange man. He was unlike the vampire earlier. He looked nice and welcoming. He looked like a good man. Julius eyes focused again. “Who are you?” He asked the man.
“That is of no importance...” He said smiling and taking a seat next to Julius. He took off the traveler’s coat off of his back and placed it on Julius’ shoulders. “That fool.” He spoke, but Julius had no idea who he talked about. Julius stood there as his mind focused on the bloodlust that was still in his throat. Even though it wasn’t as demanding as before, it was still there. Julius was tempted to kill this guy and drink his blood as well.
The man looked at the sun out of the cave. “You are in a lot of trouble Julius. You have just killed your entire village. And I am positive that some of the escaping travelers will spread the word of a vampire. But for some reason I’m going to help you.” Out of that whole conversation the thing Julius wondered about was why this man knew his name. He must have just come today, and yet he knew everything that had happened.
“That item around your neck is a power limiter. It will help with the urge for blood. But you will still need to drink. But as you travel with me, you will drink animal blood. No humans... Man why do I get myself involved with these things?” The man asked himself as he stood up again. “Oh well... Come Julius, or should I say Julius the Iscariot.” With that they left the cave.
That is the memory Julius remembers most. The day he became a vampire and his normal life was never the same. He never had a day like that again. Julius traveled along with Kyar for a total of ten years. That was before they split up. Kyar had told him he had other business to attend to. But he did leave him with a pair of special guns. Julius the Iscariot became a vampire hunter. The entire time looking for the man, who changed him. The man Julius’ titled, “The Evangelist.”
Julius traveled alone. Any place he heard of a vampire, he would go there in hopes of finding The Evangelist. But it never happened. He never found him. But his name became known. Almost every vampire had heard his name. He was the most feared hunter alive. Yet no one actually knew he was a vampire. After all why would a vampire kill other vampires?
Julius attention was turned to Twilight Moon Academy for one reason. During his killing of a vampire he asked the question he asked every single vampire he had killed. “Where is he... Where is Medici the Evangelist?” Julius did not get much information from the man, but he got a place. The vampire had told him that his answers might be in Twilight Moon Academy. And for that reason he did everything he could to get the letter. And when the letter finally came Julius headed to the Ghost Shipyard.
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Julius the Iscariot
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