*THIS IS MY FIRST MAJORLY VAMPIREVERSE BOOK! IT IS CONNECTED TO ANOTHER STORY SO IF SOME STUFF CONFuSE YOU, CHECK THE OTHER BOOKS OR LOOK IT UP! PLEASE ENJOY!*

^IF YOU DO NOT KNOW SOME CHARACTERS OR IF YOU ARE NEW TO VAMPIREVERSE, HERE IS A STARTER PACK/GUIDE TO SOME CHARACTERS INVOLVED IN THIS BOOK!(IF I INTRODUCE MORE OF THEM, I WILL INCLUDE THEIR GUIDE AT THE START OF THAT CHAPTER!)

-ENCRE: THE INK SANS OF THE WORLD(ENCRE IS INK IN FRENCH) HE IS A PAINTER AND IS FRENCH, SO PLEASE BE READY FOR A LOT OF MULTIPLE LANGUAGES USED! I WILL GIVE A TRANSLATION OR IF I FORGET, GOOGLE TRANSLATE WILL BE A FRIEND FOR ALL OF US! ^w^

-KING ASGORE:KING OF MONSTERS(OF COURSE).

-EXTERNA:UNDYNE OF THE REALM, VAMPIRE HUNTER. VERY DETERMINED AND IMPULSIVE(LIKE THAT WON'T BE A PROBLEM -_-)

-SIMON:THE SCIENCE OF THE WORLD, ROYAL SCIENTIST AND CAN BE RUDE. VERY CLOSE TO HIS APPRENTICE ORION AND VERY INVENTIVE, BUT DOES NOT ALWAYS WORK(WHICH IS TROUBLESOME :/)

-ORION:OUTER OF THE WORLD AND APPRENTICE FOR SIMON! VERY CURIOUS, ENTHUSIASTIC AND HELPFUL.

-AZURE:BLUE/UNDERSWAP SANS OF THE WORLD! A GUARD OF THE VILLAGE!

-JASPER:PAPERJAM OF THE WORLD. FALLACY'S SON, AKA PRINCE OF VAMPIRES! VERY SNEAKY, SILLY, CURIOUS, HYPER, HELPFUL, MISCHIEVIOUS! CAN BE A TROUBLE-MAKER AND IS VERY STUBBORN AT TIMES, BUT HE DOES NOT STOP UNTIL HE GETS HIS WAY, ESPECIALLY IF IT IS SOMETHING HE THINKS IS RIGHT.

-FALLACY:ERROR OF THE WORLD! KING OF VAMPIRES! OFTEN FOUND IN lIBRARY OR HELPING SUAVE KEEP HIS SON OUT OF TROUBLE! HAS TWO SIDES MAINLY! 1)STRICT, SERIOUS, TOUGH, COLD, IMPATIENT, OR DANGEROUS IF YOU TICK HIM OFF. BUT ALSO IS 2)KIND, CARING, CURIOUS, PROTECTIVE PATIENT, HONEST, BASICALLY A BIG SOFTIE. CAN BE SNEAKY TOO. CAN BE FOUND IN HIS LIBRARY A LOT!

-SUAVE:FRESH OF THE WORLD! BASICALLY IS THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF FRESH=DOES NOT WEAR YOLO SHADES OR BRIGHT CLOTHES, DOES NOT USE CRAZY TERMS LIKE BOSKI AND SUCH! VERY SMART, SYMPATHETIC, EMPATHETIC, CARING, HONEST(UNLESS TOLD TO BE OTHERWISE), CLOSE WITH JASPER OR FALLACY AS THEIR BUTLER BUT ALSO FAMILY TO THEM, OBEDIENT, HAS THE PATIENCE OF A SAINT OR ANGEL(ESPECIALLY WHEN DEALING WITH JASPER'S CHAOS), STILL CENSORS BAD LANGUAGE BY SPRAYING THE SPEAKER

-Rufous:Fell of the world. Is the local blacksmith and close friends to Azure and Encre.

GOT ALL THAT, RIGHT? YOU GOOD? GOOD! HERE WE GOOOOO!

Encre's POV

The noon-time sunlight shines in through my windows of my little house. I live alone, which is fine for me. I'm fine on my own. This means I don't have to deal with people making fun of me for any of my qualities. 

For one thing, I speak French. I am the ONLY one who speaks French in my village. So some would mock my accent or speak to me slowly as if I am stupid. I may be French but I am not stupid. I dunno much English, so I can only say the basic stuff. Hi, bye, good, bad, no, ok, and that's it! I can understand them, but they can't understand me. So they don't really tell me much, or try to get close to me. Like if I tried to ask them about the weather, instead of saying:"Oh it is sunny out!" They will go the extra stupidity mile and say:"The ball of light is out today." in the SLOWEST WAY EVER! That just really gets on my nerves so I don't interact with the townsfolk often. 

Second, I am a painter or artist. Not many people understand it, finding it weirdest thing they ever heard of. Some say I should go back to school or something, treating me like a kid. Again, very annoying. Some people make tales out of weird shapes in their lawns and you think I'm weird? Really? 

But I have found some friends, or who I would consider friends. They are different, they don't treat me like that. Their names are Azure and Rufous. Rufous is the blacksmith of the village and Azure is a guard that hangs around. Azure is one of the kindest guards I've met and would fight for anything he believes in, if he had to. But he often looks to befriend the other person. Rufous is pretty tough and serious, but when you get to know him a bit, he is just doesn't want to be used and is a good friend.

They help me every now and then when people are talking behind my back. They mock or spread rumors about me being an outsider or an idiot that doesn't belong and that something is wrong with me, but I am just as normal as them. Just because I go down a different path does not mean I do not belong. My friends would stop them the nice or mean way. Nobody ever spoke against the guard or blacksmith. Nowadays I don't hear those rumors being spread, but know they must be saying it in secret. I instead hear about monsters, good and bad. Watch out, they say. Be careful. I'd ask what they are so worried about, which takes a lot of work. They start the stupid talk, saying to stay with good monsters and stay away from the bad monsters. I'd ask what the bad monsters are but get no answer. 

We're all monsters. For star's sake we are skeletons and our king is nicknamed by other lands KING GOATMAN! Plus, those details are very vague. There is no such thing as simple good or bad, the world is not black and white, it has grey and many other colors! Are they colorblind? And if anything, they'd be the bad monsters so I'm doing the right thing by keeping my distance from them. But at the same time, this is my home so they'd in a sense be good monsters. It's very complicated, isn't it?

I sit by the window, sketching some ideas out. Then I begin painting. I finish it and set it aside to dry. I get a knock at the door.

"Oui?"I say

(Yes?)

Then it begins banging. I go to the front door, right as it was kicked in. WHAT THE HELL?!

(FBI ISSUES OF ENCRE'S TIME :3)

Some guards come in. I point to my door. 

"You should've answered!"They say

I DID!

They grab me and start dragging me out of my own home without explaining anything. I frown but do not struggle, knowing better. Luckily, Azure noticed and came over, demanding an explanation. Once he got it, they transferred me to be taken along with him. They leave and he takes me elsewhere on foot. I ask him what's going on and he smiles, handing me one of my spare sketchbooks and pencil.

"You are going to see King Asgore! He has a job for you!"He says

I understand now at least a bit and thank him.

He takes me to the Monster castle, leading me inside. Then he waits outside the doors that lead to the throne room. I go inside, on my own. The throne room is this huge, narrow room. It has a long carpet leading from the door to a throne that is purposely raised a few feet above the floor. Velvet curtains line the windows. Guards stand at the entrance and nod to me, signaling me to keep going. I walk until I'm at the other side of the throne room. Sitting on the throne is King Asgore, who I bow to out of respect. By a window is the monster I recognize as Externa, the bad monster hunter, leaning against the wall. On the other side of the room is the royal scientist, Simon, beside his apprentice, Orion. They each walk over, standing around me and shooting me nasty looks, except Orion who smiled at me with joy. I've heard he always tries to make others happy.

"Bonjour!"He says, knowing that I speak French

I appreciate his open-mindness and some sort of acceptance.

"Bonjour, Orion."I say

I smile. Then King Asgore clears his throat.

"Now, I've already spoken to the other three about why you're here. But Encre, you. Will. Be. Going. To. The-"He says slowly as well

"Excuse me, your majesty, but I'm pretty sure he can understand you. You don't have to talk slow."Orion says

"Is that so?"King Asgore says, narrowing his eyes

"Oui."I say, nodding

"Well alrighty then. Now, you will be going with them to a special forest and explore with them. Take sketches of whatever you see and they will do their jobs. Got it?"He says

I know I have no choice, so I nod. 

"Dismissed."He says, waving his hand to shoo us away

Externa smiles and grabs me, dragging me off. I follow, holding my stuff tightly. We venture into a forest on foot. They do not speak to me, ignoring me and just acting like I wasn't even there. Orion happily talked with me though. He curiously points stuff out like birds or critters. I sketch them and he always complimented each sketch. I don't know what we're doing, really. I don't know their jobs or when we'll be back. 

Hours pass and the sun goes down. Externa sets up two tents. Orion and Simon go in one while Externa goes in the other, ordering me to stay under a tree with only the moon-lit sky and a small campfire for light. I frown and sigh, but expect nothing less to be really honest. I just sketch what I could see as I was told by the king. But I also sketch stuff for fun, like doodling with an idea of a man in the moon. I enjoy myself, a little too scared to sleep.

A hear a flutter of wings from above. But it wasn't any hoots like an owl. I glance up with curiosity. I don't see anyone or anything. Then I feel something land on my shoulder. I glance to see a bat sitting on my shoulder, looking at me curiously. I smile.

"Bonjour."I say quietly

It smiles back at me. It does not look like a regular bat. It's a black bat and has pink eyes. Eyes that have orange marks around them, like little triangles. Interesting. The little bat then looks at my sketch as I complete it. They look amazed. I get an idea.

"Voulez-vous que je vous dessine?"I ask

(Do you want me to draw you?)

The bat looks at me, confused.

I point to the paper, my pencil, then at them.

It nods and hops down in front of me, the fire's light giving me a better view of them. I sketch and draw. I work carefully and then nod. It fies onto my arm, then sees my sketch. They get really happy.  I point at it, then at the sketch. It holds it with a wing happily. Maybe I will give it to the bat. I tear the paper and fold it up. I hand it to the bat and it grips the sketch tightly.

It starts to fly off. But then a dagger pierces its wing, making it drop to the ground. Externa pounces out of her tent, lunging at the bat. I scoop it up, protectively holding the bat that is now shaking and whimpering in fear.

"That's a bad bat, Encre! It needs to die!"She snaps

"No! No bad! Oui good!"I say, using my best english words I know

It doesn't deserve to die. It did nothing wrong. No innocent life should be taken so carelessly as this!

I look at the bat.

"Sssh, sssh. Good. Good. Ssssssssh."I say, cradling and trying to comfort the poor creature

Externa yells at me but I ignore her, stubbornly set in my opinion and standing my ground. I smile when she goes into her tent again. I happily comfort the bat. I tear my sleeve, bandaging the wing of the bat with it. I smile even more, the bat smiles back. Then it flies off with my sketch. I doze off afterwards, feeling calm and put at ease.

I wake up to a crackle of lightning landing in front of me. I look around as thunder booms to find that my group left me. Jerks. I get up as rain pours down, a storm brewing. I wander around, looking to find the trail we went down, but the rain was making it hard to find a trail at all. I frown and hide under a tree, trying to figure out what to do. I listen to the booming thunder and flashes of lightning. Then, I hear a loud cracking noise as if something is falling over the howls of the wind. I turn to see the big tree I have taken shelter under was hit with lightning and is falling with growing speed. The wind pushed it down before I could get out of the way. It hits me hard and knocks me out while I'm stuck under it.

Jasper's POV

I fly with the sketch held tightly, on my way home. But then I hear the sound of a tree falling. Timber! Very common in a storm of course. 

But then, I hear a scream before the thud. I recognized the scream. It was that nice skeleton that saved me and gave me this sketch. Encre, right? That's what the mean monster called him. That monster is probably a vampire hunter. But Encre doesn't seem to be bad like her. I look at the piece of his sleeve that bandaged my wing. He helped me, saved me, doing good deeds to me. He saved my life, and he sounds to be in trouble. No way am I letting him get in danger after he helped me! 

I fly to his scream and dive down, searching. I find a tree had fallen, but something is underneath it. I see a sketchbook and pencil being weakly held by skeleton hands sticking out from under the tree. I morph out of my bat form, tucking the sketch in a pocket. His bandage sticks to my back under my clothes, where my wings shrank away to. I tear a branch off the tree, which was easy since the storm broke and weakened the tree. I shove the branch under the tree and use it like a lever or seasaw to crank the tree up and away. There I find the good guy that is Encre, laying unconscious and wounded from the tree knocking him down. Poor guy. I grab him and make my wings unfold again, the bandage on one still. I take off, carrying him home as I fly through the storm.

All good deeds must be repaid.

I land outside the front doors of my home, trying to check his wounds. I sneak inside, checking for Suave or my father or some other servant. I know I should not be bringing a stranger here, but he is no complete stranger to me. He saved me and so he should be saved. Suave always taught me to help those who help you. And I believe this is the right thing to do. Besides, I am used to getting into trouble. I carry him quickly up the staircases and slip into my room. I lay him on my bed and find the spare bandages that Suave always forgets in my room from all the silly things I've done that has gotten me hurt. I use them on Encre, bandaging him. I check him for a pulse or soul-beat. I smile when I found one. Surely he just needs to rest. I take the blankets and tuck him in, setting his sketchbook and pencil on the nightstand. 

"M'Lord, who is this? What happened now?"A voice asks

I turn around and see Suave standing there.

"Please  don't tell my Father. I know he will kick him out and I want to help him."I say

"Okay, if you explain what is going on."He says, shutting the door

"His name is Encre. He is an artist that I met while flying around before the storm. He is very nice. He even drew me, look!"I say, showing him the sketch

He looks at it.

"That does look good."He says

"He gave me it and I started to fly off, but a vampire hunter attacked me. Encre protected me and even bandaged my wing. He saved me from the hunter. I left when it was safe but when the storm started up, he got hurt under a tree that fell. I brought him here so he could be safe too. I just was doing what you taught me, Suave. A good deed must be repaid. You do tell me to help those who help me. Please let me help him, he's harmless I promise! I've never heard of someone being sketched to death or something anyway."I explain

He smiles.

"You're not being a troublemaker! You're actually listening to me! Of course he can stay, M'Lord!"He says

There is a knock at the door.

"Yes?"I say

The door opens. It's Father. He comes in and smiles at me.

"Good to see you got home safely."He says

He looks at my bed, seeing Encre laying there.

"Jasper, explain!"He says harshly, taking dangerous steps to Encre

I go beside the bed, holding him protectively.

"I'm just to repaying a good person for protecting me. He got hurt in the storm so I took him here."I say

"How the heck did he protect you? He isn't a vampire or supernatural monster like us. What if he is a hunter?"He says

"He isn't! I swear! He is just an artist! And if he is not an artist, I dunno what he is. Father, have you ever heard of a vampire hunter that sketched the vampire into their sketchbook to kill them? No. Besides, I don't think he even knows I am a vampire. I was flying around in my bat form and saw him sketching in a forest. I got curious and went closer. He notices me and greeted me nicely, saying Bonjour. I watched him sketch and he even gave me a sketch he made of me. Then a hunter came out of a tent and hurt my wing. He protected me from the hunter, taking their yells. He is Encre. And he saved me from that hunter. He even used his sleeve to bandage my wounded wing. Then later he got stuck under a fallen tree so I brought him here. Please don't send him back out."I tell him

"M'Lord, he is using the lessons that you wanted me to teach him."Suave says, helping me

"And what lessons are those, exactly?"He asks

"All good deeds must be repaid. Help those who help you."I recite from memory

He crosses his arms, thinking.

"Please?"I plea

He groans, then lets out a sigh.

"Fine."He says

"Yay! Thank you, Father! You won't regret this!"I say, hugging him

"I sure hope I don't."He says

Then he leaves and calls Suave to follow. I shut the door after them and sit beside my bed. I watch over him and doze off after a while, sitting in a chair.

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TBC

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