America’s First Vampire Hunter: The Diary of Elizabeth Paine

By Elizabeth Paine

“It begins with L and ends with D,” the old sailor warns them. “D for Death and Death for ye all.”

But it is already too late.

The year is 1587.

Elizabeth Paine and her family are headed to the New World in search of religious freedom and prosperity. They are part of a group of nearly 120 people crossing the angry Atlantic on their way to America—their new home.

But a darkness is aboard the ship, a monstrous darkness that is also in search of a new home. And new blood.

Soon after their arrival in North America, an evil stowaway begins to unleash hell upon the small colony of Roanoke. Settlers start dying from a mysterious epidemic. And then the bodies start disappearing from their graves.

Elizabeth Paine is just 15 years old. But she will have to grow up fast if she has any hope of surviving the looming apocalypse at her door. Will she find the strength and courage to become the first vampire hunter in America? Or is she, along with the rest of the colony, doomed to succumb under the fangs of evil?

Recently discovered on a small island off the coast of North Carolina, the tattered diary of young Elizabeth Paine sheds new light on an ancient malevolence and the 400-year-old mystery of the Lost Colony of Roanoke.

• Language: English
• Publisher: You Come Too Publishing
• Release date: Dec 21, 2010
• ISBN: 9780981683690

Elizabeth Paine

Elizabeth Paine was America's first vampire hunter.

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America’s First Vampire Hunter:

The Diary of Elizabeth Paine

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America’s First

Vampire Hunter:

The Diary of Elizabeth Paine

The following diary was recently found on a small island on the Outer Banks off the coast of North Carolina. Scholars and skeptics have already questioned its authenticity as it relates to the facts of the most famous mystery in American history. Many claim it is a work of pure fiction. What cannot be in doubt is that carbon dating shows it to be more than 400 years old.

Editor’s note: Every effort has been made to retain the flavor of the original manuscript. Certain spellings have been altered however to reflect modern American English usage. In addition, archaic words have been replaced and punctuation and italics added to assist in understanding.

8 NOVEMBER

The tables are turned and the hunters are now the hunted.

We are surrounded by these creatures, these undead vile things, and there appears to be no way out. Their unrelenting bloodlust is beyond words. I believe that Hell itself would tremble at their approach.

It is as if they smell us and hear our frightened hearts beating from miles away and close the distance with great and evil haste.

I fear this island, which I had hoped would give us respite for a few more precious days, will become our final resting place.

Only two of us remain now and I doubt we will see the light of day. It would take a miracle, and I stopped believing in those a long time ago. And yet, if it were only so. Oh, to turn back the sands of time and take a different path! Dear God, if it were only so.

Away with thee, childish fantasies! Do not attempt to rob me of the little strength I have, the strength I need to do what needs to be done when the time comes. It is at hand. I pray for the strength. I cannot be taken alive. I know what they do. What one becomes. And I know what I must do. I know what I must do.

I am so weak with cold and lack of food and sleep that I almost welcome the thought. Oh, to be nothing, to be in the sand for crabs to pick at and scuttle over, to be nothing and trouble not of this world and of the constant rolling of the rock uphill. Always uphill. To be free of thought and care.

Death, it whispers to me now as a lover might, with feathered hat and perfumed ruff. It says sweet things. It caresses my cheek.

I hear their approach. The sickening slurping of the air. The familiar scrape of tongue on teeth.

This may well be my last entry. If that is indeed the case, I hope someone will find this diary. I hope that it can help you, dear reader, avoid some of the mistakes that led us to this place of horror and death. To this America…

Two Years Earlier…

26 APRIL, 1587 Portsmouth harbor

I am beginning this personal record of our great and earnest adventure. My name is Elizabeth Paine. I am in my fifteenth year. My father, brother James, and I are part of a group of just over 100 going to start a settlement in the Bay of Chesepiok in North America.

These are dangerous days in England. Conditions have become intolerable. Some members of our church are in jail and prison. Some have even been hanged. Father says in America we will leave behind this corruption and persecution and be free to worship God in our way.

I suffer differing emotions regarding our journey. The prospect of seeing the New World fills me with excitement. But I know I will most likely never see England again. I count not many friends, but the ones I have are dear to me. I will miss them most greatly. I am also deeply saddened