Records Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

“Before you say anything,” Zach held Louise’s shoulder and pushed open the back door of the Grande Funeral Home.

When it is around 9 or 10 o’clock in the morning, it is the time when the sunlight is at its best. Zach squinted and stopped under the porch, avoiding the sunlight that is the most comfortable for ordinary people.

“Firstly, I need to thank you. If you hadn’t guessed that I was looking for those hunters, I wouldn’t be here at this time. ”

Louise lowered her head and did not respond. Such gratitude did not make her happy, it was just a guess of a woman who had a fragile sense of security and did not trust men.

After waking up, Louise found that Zach was not there, and made a very low self-esteem guess – Zach did not go looking for her, but happened to meet her when he was looking for hunters! This kind of speculation saved Zach, but it just verified her insecurities, and Louise didn’t think it was something to be happy about.

“Secondly, I should apologize to you. For not saying goodbye in the morning.”

Louise’s body moved away from Zach slightly, and an apology would never make up for the damage.

“Thirdly, I do want you to come back. What I said last night was not entirely a lie.”

‘Not entirely’? Is this how he is going to comfort her? Louise didn’t want to listen to it anymore, this time she didn’t even need to pack her luggage, just walk out of the Grande Funeral Home.

“Lastly, I want to relieve your insecurities. I want you to know that at the Grande Funeral Home, you will always be safe. I will not avoid your question anymore.”

Louise retracted her raised foot and looked at Zach.

“You are safe here. No one or anything can hurt you. You already know this.” Zach raised his lips slightly: “And I am your only source of insecurity, because James once told you about making you my descendants.”

Louise frowned slightly, revealing an expression on her face that Zach didn’t know if it was anticipation or nervous, “Are you going to tell me now?”

Zach nodded, “I did consider it before, but I haven’t been able to make a decision even until now. Perhaps it is best to let you decide it yourself.”

The vampire began to tell the ancient inheritance ritual. It was a quiet blood exchange, a transformation of life forms. There was no loss of ethics, pain, and personality that Louise feared. On the contrary, it seemed more like the beginning of an entanglement of fate.

If Louise becomes a descendant of Zach’s lineage, Zach will become her teacher and her guardian. At the same time, it can also be a friend or a lover…

“Are you willing to be a vampire? Please let me finish.” Zach looked at Louise, who was already looking forward to it, and continued.

Do you want to be a vampire?

You will keep your present appearance forever, time will not have any effect on you. You will see scenery that you could not see before, and you will hear sounds that you could not hear before.

But at the same time, you will never be able to see yourself, and the mirror will not reflect your image. You will be unable to touch the sun for a long time, and the sounds you hear are mostly people’s steady, sleepy breathing and heartbeats.

You will be faster and stronger, and you will master the ‘magic’ that allows others to follow your command. You will be the king under the moon and stars in the sky.

However, all your extraordinary abilities, including your life, come from the blood of other living beings, and all the food that you used to enjoy will taste like hay. And when the moon is full, you will see your natural enemies.

You will have eternal life and you can travel anywhere in the world.

However, if you die, your death will also be extremely painful and cruel. There are many places in this world where you will never be able to set foot without the permission of the master.

You will experience countless generations of life, and one day, you will learn to forget it and welcome the new memories.

You will…

You will possess all of the above and become a life beyond ordinary people in the crowd. But at the same time, you have also become the nonhumans in their eyes, and you will also become the prey of the hunters.

“Do you still want to be ‘my descendant’? Louise.” Zach looked at Louise whose mouth was slightly open at first.

The beautiful woman lowered her head, and when she raised it again, she put a smile on her face: “No. At least not yet.”

Zach raised his eyebrows, just as he felt when he first met Louise. she was a smart woman.

When the night of the full moon passed, Benjamin obviously swallowed the hunting trap set up by the hunters, and his whole body was covered with red lines.

What made Zach feel helpless was that because the werewolf’s transformation appapered ahead of schedule, no one knew where Benjamin’s wolf body, which was not completely controlled by Benjamin, was ‘playing’. On the first sunrise after the full moon night, the vampire did not send clothes. Benjamin came back naked, which caused him not to speak to Zach for a week, which made the vampire, who had done those little things secretly behind the werewolf, a bit panicked.

Connor’s funeral went smoothly. Like Mr. Quinn’s funeral, all the mature men of the Grande Funeral Home hid in the cemetery, including the real James Rance, in order to avoid reporters.

Warehouse No. 13, located at the northern end of Becky Street, with the closure of case, the Barton Police Station has already removed the cordon. But this waste storage warehouse is no longer what it used to be.

In front of the warehouse, there were piles of candles, bouquets and photos. The cemetery is a very private place. Connor’s friends were not qualified to visit it at will. So in this place where Connor ‘left’, they held a small seven-day memorial ceremony for Connor.

Many boys and girls aged between seventeen or eighteen wrote cards and pasted them on the walls of the warehouse. It seems to be a very warm ceremony.

“May you rest in peace, you will always be the captain of the Beavers!” “In heaven, you must continue to win!” “In heaven you are also the best quarterback!” These were the boys’ notes, and then…

“I wish you happiness in heaven.” “I’m so sad when you are gone.” “You are a great kisser and I will miss you.” “I told you, Liz is not a good woman.” “Why is Larisa crying so sadly? Connor! I am your girlfriend!” “Connor! You said you broke up with Rachel! Why does she think you are her boyfriend!” “How many girlfriends do you have?” ! “You really are a scumbag!” “You should go to hell!” “…

When this place was occupied by girls, the boys of the Beavers left this place that was full of resentment.

What Lola warned Alice at the beginning was obviously not the gossip of a little girl…

But at this time, Lola stood quietly behind a group of arguing girls, holding a white card in her hand, and was unable to write anything for a long time.

Alice patted her friend’s shoulder comfortingly, “It’s not your fault.”

“But why don’t I feel like this now?” Lola lowered her head, her eyes were already moist: “I shouldn’t gloat, I should call the police. If I had called the police, none of this would have happened…”

The banshee embraced Lola, who was trembling. She couldn’t comfort her friend. All she could do was stay with Lola.

Lola tremblingly wrote a few words and pasted them on the wall of Warehouse 13.

“I’m sorry, Connor. — Lola Barton.”

Louise returned to live in the Grande Funeral Home, and the mistakes of Barton’s younger generation returned to the original place. But we know that everything has undergone a subtle shift. The choice of becoming a vampire fell to Louise, and Kyle’s sin was shouldered by Lola. This is what happens when you live in a city where there are nonhumans.

But there is no need to lament, the story is not over yet…