New Year's Day
Dracul Van Helsing kissed Athena Guerrido passionately on the lips.
He had met her last night at a New Year's Eve party.
He had first met her last fall when he had been staying in New York City.
She was an art historian and curator of an upscale Manhattan art gallery.
She had come to Edmonton to appraise the art collection of a recently departed Alberta oil millionaire.
The oil millionaire had gone into a state of shock over Ralph Klein no longer being Premier of Alberta and had dropped dead of a heart attack on Christmas Day.
Athena was at a New Year's Eve party last night wearing a pretty little black cocktail dress, black fishnet nylon stockings and black stiletto high-heeled shoes.
So she had quite naturally caught the attention of Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
"Athena?" Dracul looked at her.
"Dracul," she too was surprised to see him.
Dracul had run into the ancient Greek goddess (actually a vampiress) Athena only a few days ago and now here he was running into a mortal Athena (Venezuelan by nationality) as opposed to an immortal Athena (Greek by nationality).
So they had both gone to Athena's hotel room and spent the night together.
* * *
In Caracas, Venezuela, the chief of the Venezuelan Secret Police looked at the e-mail he had just received.
His agents who he had following Athena Guerrido (because of suspected anti-Hugo Chavez sympathies) reported that she had apparently spent the night in bed with Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
He must inform the President (Hugo Chavez) of this immediately because El Presidente had a de facto alliance with the Mexican Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec.
* * *
British Chancellor of the Exchequer Gordon Brown sat in his study drinking coffee.
It was New Year's Day, 2007.
And if all went according to plan, he'd become Prime Minister of Great Britain this year.
He was startled to see someone standing alongside him.
He looked up.
It was a woman. A beautiful dark-haired dark-eyed dark skinned young woman wearing a green evening dress and green spiked stiletto high-heeled shoes.
It was the Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec.
"Good morning, Mr. Brown," she smiled at him while she sipped a refreshing glass of Ocean Spray cranberry cocktail, "I must thank you for having the drapes closed. Otherwise I'd pick up a very extreme sunburn from the sun."
"What do you want?" he asked her.
"Do you want to be remembered as a great Prime Minister of Britain?" she asked him.
"Well... yes," Brown replied.
"Here's what you must do then..." Qonzilqointec sat down on the sofa and held up a chart.
* * *
Ukrainian vampiress Inna Huculak slept in a darkened hotel room in Brussels, Belgium.
She was on a mission for the Ukrainian government.
Now that Bulgaria and Romania had become fully fledged members of the European Union at the stroke of midnight, January 1st, 2007, it was imperative that Ukraine also soon become a full-fledged member of the European Union.
For if it did not, Ukraine would soon fall under the orbit of Vladimir Putin's Russia.
And Inna Huculak knew that would mean the death of her Ukrainian homeland.
She must convince EU bureaucrats in Brussels to allow Ukraine to join soon.
* * *
One might wonder what a Haitian man was doing in the tiny Iraqi village of Awja in the Tikrit region north of the Iraqi capital of Baghdad.
The answer was that the man was a voodoo witch doctor from Port-au-Prince.
He was here to raise Saddam from the dead... as a zombie.
Unfortunately Saddam's body would have no soul being a zombie (unlike vampires and vampiresses, zombies did not have souls for zombies were merely automaton corpses).
But then again did Saddam really have a soul when he was alive?
* * *
Nighttime, Bangkok, Thailand.
The Spanish vampire Manuel de Rivera y Vargas walked the streets of the Thai capital looking for signs of southern Thai Muslim insurgents.
For Manuel was convinced that the New Year's Eve bombings in Bangkok were the work of Muslim extremists.
And there was something else that concerned Manuel.
He feared that the Muslim extremists were now working in concert with dark occultic powers.
* * *
To be continued.
He had met her last night at a New Year's Eve party.
He had first met her last fall when he had been staying in New York City.
She was an art historian and curator of an upscale Manhattan art gallery.
She had come to Edmonton to appraise the art collection of a recently departed Alberta oil millionaire.
The oil millionaire had gone into a state of shock over Ralph Klein no longer being Premier of Alberta and had dropped dead of a heart attack on Christmas Day.
Athena was at a New Year's Eve party last night wearing a pretty little black cocktail dress, black fishnet nylon stockings and black stiletto high-heeled shoes.
So she had quite naturally caught the attention of Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
"Athena?" Dracul looked at her.
"Dracul," she too was surprised to see him.
Dracul had run into the ancient Greek goddess (actually a vampiress) Athena only a few days ago and now here he was running into a mortal Athena (Venezuelan by nationality) as opposed to an immortal Athena (Greek by nationality).
So they had both gone to Athena's hotel room and spent the night together.
* * *
In Caracas, Venezuela, the chief of the Venezuelan Secret Police looked at the e-mail he had just received.
His agents who he had following Athena Guerrido (because of suspected anti-Hugo Chavez sympathies) reported that she had apparently spent the night in bed with Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.
He must inform the President (Hugo Chavez) of this immediately because El Presidente had a de facto alliance with the Mexican Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec.
* * *
British Chancellor of the Exchequer Gordon Brown sat in his study drinking coffee.
It was New Year's Day, 2007.
And if all went according to plan, he'd become Prime Minister of Great Britain this year.
He was startled to see someone standing alongside him.
He looked up.
It was a woman. A beautiful dark-haired dark-eyed dark skinned young woman wearing a green evening dress and green spiked stiletto high-heeled shoes.
It was the Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec.
"Good morning, Mr. Brown," she smiled at him while she sipped a refreshing glass of Ocean Spray cranberry cocktail, "I must thank you for having the drapes closed. Otherwise I'd pick up a very extreme sunburn from the sun."
"What do you want?" he asked her.
"Do you want to be remembered as a great Prime Minister of Britain?" she asked him.
"Well... yes," Brown replied.
"Here's what you must do then..." Qonzilqointec sat down on the sofa and held up a chart.
* * *
Ukrainian vampiress Inna Huculak slept in a darkened hotel room in Brussels, Belgium.
She was on a mission for the Ukrainian government.
Now that Bulgaria and Romania had become fully fledged members of the European Union at the stroke of midnight, January 1st, 2007, it was imperative that Ukraine also soon become a full-fledged member of the European Union.
For if it did not, Ukraine would soon fall under the orbit of Vladimir Putin's Russia.
And Inna Huculak knew that would mean the death of her Ukrainian homeland.
She must convince EU bureaucrats in Brussels to allow Ukraine to join soon.
* * *
One might wonder what a Haitian man was doing in the tiny Iraqi village of Awja in the Tikrit region north of the Iraqi capital of Baghdad.
The answer was that the man was a voodoo witch doctor from Port-au-Prince.
He was here to raise Saddam from the dead... as a zombie.
Unfortunately Saddam's body would have no soul being a zombie (unlike vampires and vampiresses, zombies did not have souls for zombies were merely automaton corpses).
But then again did Saddam really have a soul when he was alive?
* * *
Nighttime, Bangkok, Thailand.
The Spanish vampire Manuel de Rivera y Vargas walked the streets of the Thai capital looking for signs of southern Thai Muslim insurgents.
For Manuel was convinced that the New Year's Eve bombings in Bangkok were the work of Muslim extremists.
And there was something else that concerned Manuel.
He feared that the Muslim extremists were now working in concert with dark occultic powers.
* * *
To be continued.
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