<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17701290</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:30:02.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vampire Tales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17701290.post-113035298560415956</id><published>2005-10-26T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T11:56:25.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 "Risika's Enemy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After the breif flashback that Risika had, she new her destiny was to be a vampire.  Risika was pondering and pondering about what is happening.  She got tired of being herself, and decided to turn into a hawk.  She flew back into her home and slept.  Since vampires sleep during the day, well, thats not true.  She is just basically tired.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Risika was sleeping, til she had a dream.  She was wandering the woods, til she met a man, but to her surprise, it was Vlad.  Vlad suddenly stabbed her with a wooden stake and suddenly, she turned to dust.  Risika thought as she woke up, "Vlad is still alive!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The next night, as Risika was searching for prey, she bumped into someone.  To her surprise, it was Vlad!!!!  "Hello my child. My how you have grown." Vlad said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Your dead.  Your are DEAD!!!!" Risika said, very terrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"No my child.  I am very much alive. You on the other hand, you must die."  Vlad said with anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Risika screamed.  She ran as hard as she could.  Vlad was catching up with her.  Risika tripped.  Her ankle was sprained after that trip.  Vlad was coming close to her, with a knife made of pure silver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"time to die my child"  Vlad said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Risika closed her eyes, knowing it was the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Get away from her Vlad."  A man said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Fine.  But Risika is my enemy forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chapter 3 coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17701290-113035298560415956?l=vamptales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/feeds/113035298560415956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17701290&amp;postID=113035298560415956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/113035298560415956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/113035298560415956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-2-risikas-enemy.html' title='Chapter 2 &quot;Risika&apos;s Enemy&quot;'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17701290.post-112908150656656213</id><published>2005-10-11T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:45:06.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death is Only the Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;       On a full moon night, Risika wandered New York City finding her delicious prey.  Risika was the most feared vampire in all of new york city.  So, as Risika was wondering around looking for her prey, she ran into another vampire named Ricko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "What are doing here Ricko?" Risika asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Looking for p-p-p-prey." Ricko said studdering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Good!!!  If you were after my prey, I was gonna have to kill you Ricko."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Please don't Risika, I beg of you.  Please have mercy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Fine.  I won't.  But if anyone of you lower powered vampires get in my way, I will kill each of you till you all are gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Ok Risika.  I will do as you ask."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;       As Ricko left, Risika continued after her prey.  The prey got a lil bit nervous.  The little girl that Risika was after was so scared, that she ran into an alley.  Risika was sick of walking.  She transformed into a hawk and followed the little girl until she was in the house.  Risika was a viscious vampire and took no mercy from anyone, but something about this little girl that reminded Risika of her past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      When Risika was a little girl, she met a strange man. But before she was Risika, she was Nina, a sweet yet inccoent  16 year old.   The strange man led the little girl, Nina, to a small abandoned playground in the darkness of the night.  But what Nina didn't know, was the strange man was a powerful vampire that was looking for someone to transfer his power to and teach how to use them.  he thought that Nina was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "Come on little girl, come with me." The strange man said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      Nina was in a transe.  She couldn't break free.  The man got close to her neck and his fangs were in distance.  She stuck his fangs deep in her neck and Nina flinched.  At a moment, nina tried to resist, but after, she couldn't.  the transe was controling her.  After the strange man bit her, she passed out.  She woke up hours later in an abandoned  house.  The strange man was in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "Hello my child. I am Vlad.  You been out for many hours my dear child.  Are you hungry?" the strange man asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;      Nina couldn't resist.  She could smell things that she couldn't smell.  And taste something she would never want to taste. "I am thirsty.  Thiry for blood.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;      "Excellent my child.  I thought you might want that.  But you must smell your prey and take him down.  Sniff for him my child." Vlad said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;      Nina could smell him, and found him chained up against a wall.  It was an old pityfull man.  Nina just ran after him, pounced on him and bit his neck hard.  Blood was squirting out of his neck.   Nina was just sucking out the blood right out of him, like sucking the youth straight out of him.   Nina screamed after she was done.  She was crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "What have i done?" Nina said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "You have done the right thing my child.  You are a creature of the night.  A vampire.  Risika, your a true vampire." Vlad told her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "Why do you call me Risika?  That is not my name." Nina said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;     "It now is.  It suits you well." Vlad said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;     Over the years, Vlad trained Risika to become and use her powers well.  Over the years, Risika knew the ways of the vampire.  The way to sniff out her prey.  Sneakin up to it.  Destroying all it had left.   And on her 21st birthday, Risika had one more task to take.  She was to fight Vlad.  Vlad took her to a field and told her to fight him.  Risika refused.  So Vlad had to figure out what to do.  So in despite, he slapped Risika.  He punched her.  Risika was furious, she transformed into something more powerful than a vampire.  Her hands were like claws, her teeth into fangs.  She grabbed ahold of Vlad and stabbed him in, ripping his heart out.  As Vlad hit the ground, Risika slowly turned to normal.  Before he died, Vlad said these last words.  "Death is only the begining."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chapter 2 coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17701290-112908150656656213?l=vamptales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/feeds/112908150656656213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17701290&amp;postID=112908150656656213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/112908150656656213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/112908150656656213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/2005/10/death-is-only-beginning.html' title='Death is Only the Beginning'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17701290.post-112898893461201487</id><published>2005-10-10T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:02:14.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begining of the Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vampires are creatures of the night.  This entire blog is based on stories that i write based on vampires.  Real or fake, i am intrested in them.  Some of you will think i am wierd, some of you will think i am nuts.  But screw you ok.  Each day there will be a new chapter in this blog.  All made up by me, The Raven.   So, spook you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17701290-112898893461201487?l=vamptales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/feeds/112898893461201487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17701290&amp;postID=112898893461201487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/112898893461201487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17701290/posts/default/112898893461201487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vamptales.blogspot.com/2005/10/begining-of-tale.html' title='Begining of the Tale'/><author><name>Raven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13144641328905725879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.crystalinks.com/pentagrams.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
