Issla's Journal

It's been great tooling around Beverly Hills and Malibu at night. Especially Malibu Colony where you see such beautiful homes, steps away from the ocean. The sea at night is so black and devoid of any color, viewing in the normal light spectrum. For a vampire, it can be very relaxing and a meal may walk by with a dog or a friend. I haven't taken a life since I've been here and it's been a week. Elsa has been a wonderful companion, lover and a terrific source of food. The blood bank owned by her family for generations has been handy on more than one occassion. Thank the gods for microwaves, I can't get used to cold blood, I'd rather feed off live vermin. We met Robert Devonivich and Michael Parker at a Goth club in Hollywood last night. Robert is the Leader of Clan Devonivich, one of the largest and most powerful Clans in the Vampire Nation. They seemed to take a liking to me and Elsa right off. We've been invited to the Clan Mansion tomorrow evening and I'm feeling excited and anxious. Well that's all for this entry, I should have a lot more to write here after the gathering.

Vampire Issla's Journal - 2009 Jul 09 continued

When I got to check-in line at the Palms, I was given an envelope maked for me. Gunther my accountant/attorney has arrange to enclose with a letter of introduction, a set of car keys to a new Aston Martin and a Black AMEX card as well. The Intro letter told me that one Elsa Van D'Court, a member of the "Order of the Serf", who were indentured mortal servants of the Vampire Nation, would be arriving at my suite at 7:15 pm. She was to be my secretary and companion now that she had reached the proper age of 26. To me. this sounded great, I was so out of date on everything that a hip young companion could be very useful to me to get back into sink with today's reality. I remeber pacing in my nightgown and robe trying to figure out where I was going to get my next meal, as I hadn't fed for 20 hours and the thirst was really starting to take hold of my semses. the doorbell to my suite rang and I put on my high heels and answered the door. Deven the bellmen was standing there with a ton of luggage and behind him was a tall beautiful blonde woman in a business suit. "Hi Issla, she said, you were expecting me, Elsa, at 7:15?"
"Of course I was Elsa, I said, Devon put Ms Van D'Courts things in the guestroom." Devon did as he was told got his $100.00 tip and left. "Ill bet your hungry afterr that long flight Issla and I've brought what you need," she said as she went to the cupboard and came back with a wine glass. She pushed a button on her Halliburton Valisse and the bottom came down and packets of blood bagged from a blood bank were there. As she poured a glass full and handed it to me, I asked her if she'd join me. "None for me, she said, I'm still a mortal"
"I was given the impression that you were a vampire from Gunther," I said and realized I had some new problems to figure out. "Am I suppose to turn you, I asked, we don't even know each other. "But I know you well Princess Issla St. Claire, ever since I was 6 years old and I was given this magic ring and your picture, I've known all of your likes and dislikes. I love you and have been looking forward to this day all my life. My family is indentured to yours. I been praying that i'd be attractive enough for you to perform a Blood Pact with me." I was slightly taken aback. I'd had a 1000 lovers in my life and none had ever survived the experience. I always drained them dry whether I wanted to or not. I killed my only real love, Alexander in 334 BC......

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Vampire Issla's Journal

2001 Jul 09 - Came pack to my pryamid and found my 7000 year old granfather dying. He was already turning to dust when I arrived. I pulled the stake out of his heart and it accelererated his dismise. All that was left was the medallion he aways wore and ash. My heart sank, the hunters had been killing off our Clan steadily for the past 50 years. Grandfather and me were the only ones left staying in the bowels of Ptolmey1's tomb. All I could do is place the medallian in a secret door in the tomb and scoop up the ashes and place them into an urn. I felt so alone. Was I the last of my kind. I'm a Trueblood, meaning I was born of vampire parents a very rare occurrance. I was 3000 years old and the last trip I'd taken from her was to England in 1951. I decided to go to the States and with the help of some new fashion magazine and a little basic magic, I was able to get myself a nice styish wardrobe. I took my things and 90,000 pounds I had in Bitish money and transmuted myself into mist and flew through the cracks in the pyamids mortar and continued till I got to a rent a car washroom at the airport. I went to the ticket counter and got myself a one way ticket to Beverly Hills, Ca. After a cab ride I checked into the penthouse suite at the palms hotel. There that night, I made my first Blood Pact.
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