WE ARE...LONELY GEEKS. discussion

As Muhamid slipped something into the kings drink, a small girl crept up behind him

"What I am doing, is none of your business!" he said as he poured the rest of the pioson into the glass. "This girl is keep me from my target, good luck," He said to himself.

At this Muhamid was furious, he roared up and everyone in the ball room looked at him. "That king killed my father, he will die!" he said as he ran out of the room, drinking the healing vial as he went.

Muhamid heard the girl coming but he also heard her innocence, well she won't be prepared for the story of her father. As the girl drew nearer he drew his knife, grabbed her by the neck and said, "Call off your beast, for I have to tell you the story of your father."

"Oh yea!" He took out another vial and and took a swig of it and began to float in the air. "Now things are even." Another vial healed him. "Your dad," he said. "Is an assassin, well, as of that little stunt I pulled...was an assasin."

"Your believes, your beliefs?! YOu have no idea how many men and women that man has killed! If you trust him for a second you'll end up with pooison in your drink. So in other words your father gets a taste of his own medicene. The same poison he killed my father with." As he told the stroy he saw the girl's eyes get wider and wider.

"I think you sould get drinking some Holy water, I wouldn't keep the taste of vimpire blood on your lips. Anyway, I have no idea why he would adopt you. You could wait around to know if you could trust me, but you probably would die, and your little beastie would cut you into peices. In other words, I don't know if you should at all." At this he smiled a mischevious smile and blinked his blood red eyes.

"Elf scum." Muhamid muttered under his breath. He and his family didn't have a good history with Elves ether. Muhamid drew out something clear, to clear to be natural. He threw the holy water at the girl and laughed. "Not many vampires carry holy things with them, be thankful that I had some." Muhamid snorted and began to walk away.

The poisoned goblet sat, long forgotten, on the bench, infuriated. I'll have to get their myself, It thought irritably and walked away on stubby little legs, splashing its poisoned content onto the shining stone floor...