The Guarding The Vampire Sword

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City life is full of busy schedules a contract near the highway not far also from the alley where the stopbus directly arrived.

That girl is,

Damanda, awoke at seven in the morning to get ready soon because his bus was coming to pick him up soon.

Damanda just came out of his contract stepping into the front of the alley.

Damanda Alista's. The 21-year-old girl living alone in her rented Damanda has reddish black hair and large brown eyes her body is 168 cm tall. Damanda is always like that it could be to noon could be too diligent ya like he just.

"Still in the morning, not late." Monologue to himself.

Not long after Damanda spoke to himself a bus stopped and one of the in charge got off to talk to Damanda while carrying a paper and a board and pen. Damanda silently stood before the man the man used the identification as the person in charge.

"You're Damanda?" The man looked at Damanda and then checked something and gave him a card and there was a rope.

"Yes me." Damanda nodded and his hand accepted the thing

Damanda could not wait to go up and was given the identification mark of his students. The bus again runs Damanda sitting at the very back with other students whose bodies are slightly filled. A little pinched but, it's okay.

The normal bus speed until the stop where Damanda was picked up had begun to be invisible, do not feel Bus arrived at the museum with many objects of royal history and the relic there is also an heirloom object in the form of weapons or cramat containers that can bring disaster or luck.

All the students got off the bus and just set foot in the courtyard of the museum they had been greeted by a row of statues of soldiers on the edge near the stairs into the high, high entrance, in the middle of the stairs there is a large lion statue on a foundation inscribed with a description made with gold carvings.

All students enter and have been welcomed with many visitors as well as historical objects.

The person in charge turned his body to face his student.

"You can explore and get around according to your identification, group and do not split! We'll be here at ten o'clock. Don't forget this is paper-making." Explanation of responsibility to the students who came with him. Some of the students nodded in understanding that there was also a limited passing.

"Yes sir" they answered simultaneously. They are really scattered in groups according to the identification they wear around their necks and there is already a code of division of the group they live in with groups whose codes are the same as those in the identification.

Damanda, a group of two men and three women, including Damanda. They went to every display and also listened to the explanation of a guide who happened to be guarding objects and displays in a glass cabinet. Before taking pictures they also ask for permission first.

"Please take a picture if you see this sign if there is nothing not to take a picture of it or touch it" said a guide they asked.

They moved into a large glass cabinet with a beautiful weapon there was a jewel.

"This is a sword with a red and white jewel of a sword. First owned by King Damian and then the second sword in his son's possession. Why can there be two histories is still a secret one researcher who can find out if the sword there are two and owned by the king named King Damian and the second sword in the possession of his son. The researcher died soon after from a strange disease."

"After that research continued but, never found anything again after the emergence of the name of King Damian. And when it comes to figuring out who his son is, researchers can't and there's a barrier and it's still very mysterious. Before the scientist died he had said if the sword was found before March it was clear when the year before that March or how many priodes, there was still no clarity."

"Then the sword was stolen from storage before entering this museum and found by a family who were having a picnic Only found next door with one jewel but the color is like red and white fused."

"The sword was brought here by the family and explained the incident then when the police would ask for further explanation one family was not living in this country and checked the data out of the country and no records or data were found, they were confused, where the authorities could not find them either, is still in mystery. This sword is heavily guarded because it carries a plague, he said."

The guide still explained about the sword in front of his friends. Damanda only watched the sword from above below and stared at it with a familiar gaze.

Damanda and his four friends walked again to see other things but, when they reached the emerald gemstone. The clock is ten o'clock and the time for them to explore is over.

"It looks like we will, later we share the task through a message," said Fahmi.

"Yes.a lack of information we look for in library books or city libraries." Added Alea.

"OK." Damanda Galey and Hans nodded. As they passed by the sword, more and more people saw and seemed interested in hearing the guide's explanation

They got together and started listening to the person in charge who led them to the museum talking at length. When they finished, they went back to the bus after the visit was completed, and they were escorted home.

On the way home immediately their bus was picked up and had an accident when all the residents evacuated some survivors.

Damanda felt weak and collapsed on the bus.

instantly his body felt lifted and when his eyes opened slowly.

The atmosphere was dark and no light of Damanda fell silent and stared around Damanda glancing the other way.

"It's night?"

Damanda's head felt dizzy holding his head and immediately looked down on him wearing strange and broken sandals Damanda chose to take it off and barefoot when it felt her carrying something like a rope, wait for her dress to change dress and her hair in the braid eh?

"Where am I?" Damanda.

"Their clothes..." Instantly a horse ran and the rider of the horse was a man dressed as a guard or royal warrior extending his hand.

Damanda hesitated and retreated backwards. Damanda distanced himself instantly, the horseman released his armor helmet and stretched out his hand while shouting quickly let's go!.

"Heeey... Miss, come on quick."

"Huh..." Without much question the Horseman pulled Damanda unconsciously already on the horse in a strange way and from a distance the horse went carrying him a horde of horsemen riding after them.

"Wait for me to puke... You took me wrong," said Damanda who was upset at once Damanda vomited and made the horseman crackle lazily.

Turning his horse and stopping somewhere properly Damanda sat behind the rider in the correct position.

"Why are you taking me who?"

"What do you mean don't ask weird, do you want to die, miss?"

"Died what do you mean?" Damanda spoke again but was not answered, the rider refocused on the horse and the road. Damanda also looked around was the forest and this was...

"Where is this?"

"You are where you are Miss Damanda. You're the Vampire sword guard.

Haa...

"Am I the keeper of the sword? Wait a minute this is a sword." Damanda gave him the sword, showing a horseman who had just come down from his horse. The horseman stared strangely and rewinded his steps.

"You don't be just anyone, I'm Tristan calling you not your name." Damanda gawked to see Tristan step away into a simple old cottage there were several horses tied up in his yard including Tristan's horse.

Damanda followed Tristan in and saw there was another man and one was very handsome one was like a bad boy one, yes the other was like already having a child or hot daddy. Damanda's mind imagined the three men inside the hut drifting away.

Instantly, the flickering hands of the man whose white hair were the eyes of the prak wagged in front of Damanda's face and stood in front of Damanda. Surprised Damanda took a step back

"I'm Marcus, you're the keeper of the sword.. Deserve the Blood Guarding is on you big brown eyes nose not too sharp body reddish black hair sob. Fits exactly what we're looking for." Marcus introduced himself with his annoying face.

"Since then he's been weird just asking where I am. I'll explain..." Tristan's voice added to Marcus's words in front of Damanda.

"I'm not really...." Damanda wanted to talk but, cut off again stared intently at the white hair.

"He was Damanda I found him sitting behind the wall we had run because his village was brutally attacked until he was hit by a big rock. I thought he was dead was not, hard too for a woman's head size like yours." Tristan's voice again sounded in Damanda's ears while the other two men did not make a sound.

Damanda was surprised there was no way that the owner of this body was dead and now he is here because his soul is switched and this person's soul is dead and himself what about the future what about his duty, what about his job, contractual.

Wait for the contract doesn't seem like a problem but, now the position is a big problem what is this place? what world? what year is it now? Damanda confused!

Damanda stared at the room and the bedang in hand then at the four men and one peeling. Bad meeting for a white-haired guy named Marcus then Tristan.

Then who stood by the window with his oversized tunic like Hot Dady and quite handsome.

Then the handsome one with brown eyes black hair and pure white skin looks like two white men Marcus and the other black hair brown eyes.

It was seen if they had a tall body of about 180 for Tristan and 183 for Marcus and the hot Daddy was 182 and the other was a handsome black-haired brown eye 185.

"Hey. You're watching us," Marcus' voice interfered with Damanda.

"Don't bother him" said Tristan, who was struggling with his cooking utensils.