[b][color=7bcdc8]Ben Winters[/color][/b]
[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8V4tYZHNUY8]Music[/url]

Ben was lying on the sofa in the living room. Enjoying a nice glass of mint tea. He had decided to stay in the manor to watch over the kid, and maybe learn him a thing or two about using his powers. Just like Ben did when he was turned into one. However, he had to learn and control his powers all by himself. He also had to learn to supress bloodlust. Bloodlust was the biggest enemy of a Vampire, as it reduced you simply to a beast, longing for more and more. Never forget your roots was one of Ben's motto. Most Vampires are still humans after all. He just hoped for the kid that bloodlust won't take him over. If that happend he had to kill the kid, or at least repel him no matter what. Let's just hope that didn't need to happen.

He was still thinking of the proposal he had gotten from Grant yesterday. That guy wanted to trigger a whole paradigm of new faiths and events. What an intersting worldline this was...first the blood compact broken, and now somebody wanted to kill Dracula and that somebody had actually a pretty legit plan. Two events that already had sat this world on several different faiths and worldlines. The thought of kicking Dracula's ass was a very appealing one. That made it a dangerous thought as well. Because it was so appealing, one is easily willing to accomplish it. This wasn't just a random thought as well. It was a thought of killing Dracula. The symbol of Vampires all around the world. If you said Vampire, ones first thought was almost always the word Dracula. Now that he thought of it. He had some run ins with that old geezer in the past. Although they were briefly, they were almost always met with violence. He had lost one of his eyes in one of those run ins. So he had a reason to kill Dracula. Well sort of, since he now had learned to live with only one eye, and it wasn't really bothering him. Eh, why the fuck not? Let's just join this carnaval of madness, and see what comes out of it. If things go wrong, he could always disappear again. Now..how to contact that Grant.. Then he remembered that he had a phone. He never really used that thing, because those things were always so complicated for him. Yet he always carried one with him. For cases such as these. He searched his pockets for his phone. He then got it out. It was an old Nokia 3310. He got it a while ago from an old friend who thought it would be funny to give the then newest technology to an age old being. He then saw that he had one missed call. Since Ben never used his phone, he always had it on silent. He also preffered to call people, rather then be called. Since it was always unexpected and the ringtones those old phones had hurted his ears always. He checked from who had missed the call. It was from Nora. It was with voicemail however. He chuckled. He had forgotten that she had his number. He decided to listen the voicemail. Nora wished to speak with him before he took off. Sure why not? It was nice if he could speak to her once in a while. He decided to call back, but got voicemail. [color=7bcdc8]"Yo Nora this is Ben. Of course I would like to speak with you. However, could it maybe be in person. I hate using mobile devices."[/color] He chuckled, and then hung up. Weird things..those mobiles. He then stood up, to eventually get Grants number from one of the servants. He then dailed it in. Using one finger for each number. It seemed that he got Grant's voicemail as well. [color=7bcdc8]"Yo Grant, this is Ben Winters speaking. You have my cooperation for your plan. I would like to hear the details the next time we meet."[/color] He then hung up, and smiled. He was glad he was born within this worldline. 


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