Vampire Dim and the Tree of Desire

By James George

What if you could travel to a land where your desires could be fulfilled? Would the fear of the unknown hold you back or push you forward? A trio of unusual friends has the opportunity to visit such a place, where the apples of desire grow. With them, any wish may be granted. Dim, an aggressive, slightly chubby vampire who’s obsessed with blood sausages, is eager to go on adventure to the country of Wenaruts and decides to recruit his two closest friends. Vuvi, a ghost, is picky, sarcastic, and lacking any filter. Nicky, a werewolf, is intelligent and logical, doing everything with the greatest of care. Although they are horrors, they’re good-natured and friendly—even if they do occasionally have horrible impulses. What’s more, they’re determined to find a way to gain their wishes, no matter what obstacles stand in their way. In this novel, a group of sociable supernatural horrors embarks on a quest to another land to find apples that will grant them their hearts’ desires.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu Publishing Services
• Release date: Mar 3, 2018
• ISBN: 9781483479569

James George

James George is a professional web designer from the United States, who is passionate about the field of design. He loves connecting with other designers and developers. James enjoys working closely with clients and businesses to create powerful, beautiful web design solutions.

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1/30/2018

1

Vuvi

I t is a summer night in 1920. The sea is calm, and the sky is clear and starry. A young man in his mid-twenties jogs along the beach, wearing a striped swimsuit. He hears a strange sound coming from the boardwalk as he approaches, a sound like a strange animal, growling. He stops and looks around, but the beach is desolate. Suddenly, the sound disappears. The young man stands still for a moment and then runs on. He runs a few more feet, when a cloud appears in front of him. He stops abruptly and stares at the cloud in amazement. The cloud has a gray-green tone and is the size of a little boy. He reaches out to try to touch the cloud, but it dissipates, and in front of him appears a ghost boy dressed in a green leprechaun’s outfit. An eye, about the size of an orange, floats beside the ghost. The ghost boy looks to be about twelve years old, but in fact, he is two hundred years old. The ghost has an ordinary physique. His name is Vuvi.

The man asks in disbelief, What’s going on? What’s happening?

Vuvi slowly circles and studies the young man. He suspends himself in front of him. The man looks terrified. Vuvi speaks in an aggressive, low tone. I’ve come to take your soul and life. You’re a murderer. You killed me last year!

The man is taken by surprise when he hears Vuvi speak. He stands completely motionless, afraid to move, and responds, I’ve never killed anyone! What is happening? And what is this—a green ghost and a flying eye? Am I going crazy? The man closes his eyes for a moment and shakes his head. He opens his eyes, hoping the ghost and the flying eye are gone. But they remain. He looks at the ghost in fright and tells himself, I have not drunk absinthe today. I have not had a drink in three days!

All of a sudden, Vuvi says, You stupid bastard. I can read your mind! You killed me last year on St. Patrick’s Day. You were driving your curricle. Because of that, I’m in a green leprechaun’s costume for all time. All the other ghosts are in white. I’m the only one in this stupid outfit, and it’s your fault! I have come to bring you pain and suffering.

The man steps away from Vuvi in terror. Vuvi and the eye follow him. The man looks at Vuvi and says, You are mistaken, ghost! I have never killed anyone in my life. I have no curricle. The man looks around for help, but the beach is empty. He looks at Vuvi again and tells himself, I’m probably going crazy. I’m talking to a ghost, and I know ghosts don’t exist. Petrified, the man looks around again and then looks at Vuvi. He takes off running down the boardwalk, screaming, Leave me alone, devilry! Leave me alone!

Vuvi watches the man and mutters, You didn’t kill me, you plump idiot. Another freak killed me two hundred years ago. Vuvi waits a moment and then shouts, Run, run, you dirty, vile worm. I’ll find you anyway.

Vuvi looks on as the man disappears in the distance. He turns to the flying eye and says, Excellent work, eye. You have seen everything. I think tomorrow we will get an A for my homework. Okay, eye, back in my pocket. Let’s go. Vuvi opens the left pocket of his jacket. The eye hovers around a bit and then flies into the pocket. Vuvi smiles, looks around, and says, Good job, Vuvi. Then he disappears.

2

Nicky

T he light is dim in the long hallway on the third floor of an apartment building. A small man walks at the end of the hallway. He has a basket in his left hand, and a flying eye hovers above him. He stops in front of the door of an apartment in the middle of the hallway and knocks. There is complete silence behind the door. The man knocks again.

A voice behind the door says, Yes, yes, give me a minute. I’m coming.

Inside the apartment, a young woman scurries around in her pajamas. The clock on the wall reads 1:00 a.m. She comes to the door and looks through the peephole, but she does not see anyone. There is another knock at the door. This time, the knock is stronger and more persistent. The woman jumps in surprise and yells, Who’s there? There is no answer. She yells again, John, is that you? Again with your stupid jokes.

There is complete silence outside the door.

She slowly opens the door, saying, I will break up with you if you don’t stop with your stupid jokes. Do you hear me, John?

No answer. She opens the door completely and sees a boy werewolf standing there. He wears glasses and is very thin. He looks to be about nine or ten years old, but he actually is about four hundred years old. His name is Nicky. A flying eye hovers over his head.

In his left hand, Nicky holds a basket covered by a piece of burlap. He throws off the burlap, and there is a loud hiss. He grabs the hissing Medusa head by its snakes and holds it to the young woman’s face. His voice sounds hard and low. When Nicky breathes, the woman’s hair blows in the wind. Nicky says, It’s not John. It’s me, the werewolf. I’ve come to steal your youth and beauty. Here to help me is Medusa’s head! Ha-ha-ha!

The woman stands completely frozen. Nicky laughs and howls in delight. The woman’s face turns as white as snow, her hands begin to shake, and she slowly falls to the floor, unconscious. Nicky looks at her as she lies on the floor. He turns and looks at Medusa’s head as it begins to sizzle.

"Tell me, Medusa, why are people so weak? Maybe it’s your foul head. You are very scary. I will need to ask my grandmother for something less scary next time. I digress. I have to finish my homework. Nicky looks down at the woman. I will come back and steal your beauty and youth." He turns, takes Medusa’s head and his basket, and walks away. The flying eye follows.

3

Dim and His Friends

V uvi flies over the treetops. The night is cool, and the breeze allows him to glide a little faster than usual. He notices his friend Dim from afar and can see him struggling to fly up to the second story of a house. Vuvi laughs and says to himself, Look at thicky down there. He can’t even fly. Vuvi flies over to Dim. He laughs at the comedy of the situation. Dim’s attempt to fly up to the second floor and through a window is going nowhere.

Dim is an eleven-year-old vampire. He loves eats blood sausages often, they are his favorite. That makes him a bit more massive than most vampires his age.

Hello, my thicky friend. Vuvi laughs as he lands in front of Dim. Have you done your homework yet?

That is a dumb question, Vuvi.

Why is that a dumb question? I’ve already done mine.

It’s always me, me, me with you, Vuvi! Are you blind? Can you not see that I am trying to get to the second floor of a house I do not live in?

Yes, I see. I see you’re like a fat monkey who wants to be a bird.

Phsssssss! I’m not a fat monkey. I am a vampire, and I will bite you right now!

Have you lost your mind? How can you bite me? Did you forget I am a ghost? Vuvi bursts out laughing.

It doesn’t matter if you are a ghost, you know, Vuvi. I am going go easy on you and bite you gently.

Gently? Vuvi looks confused.

Yes, gently because you have a girly face. Dim laughs hysterically.

Vuvi becomes angry and hits Dim uncontrollably. You’re lying, thicky! I don’t have a girly face. So yes, you are a liar! Say I don’t have a girl’s face. Say it! Dim runs back and forth while Vuvi tries to catch him. Say it, thick one! Say, ‘Vuvi, you don’t have a girly face’! Say it or—

They both stop.

Or what? Are you going to end me?

Yes, I will!

Okay, fine. I’ll say it … under one condition.

What condition?

You need to help me finish my homework. Do you agree?

Okay, okay, thicky. I will help you. But I, too, have a condition.

What condition?

My conditions is this: you must say I have a manly face, and … you must make one of my wishes come true.

You know, Vuvi, I can deal with saying you have a manly face, but your wish … no way!

Fine. No wish, no homework! You can do your homework by yourself.

Dim looks at the house with consternation and then at Vuvi. Let me think about it.

Go ahead and think. I’ll give you six seconds, Vuvi tells him.

Okay, okay. Only one wish, right? Dim says.

Yes, only one wish.

All right then.

Go ahead, Dim. Say I have a manly face.

A manly face.

No, say it the right way. ‘Vuvi has a manly face.’

Okay! Vuvi, you have a manly face. Are you happy?

Yes, I am.

Okay, now tell me about your stupid wish.

Let me think about that, thicky. What kind of compensation should I get from you, Dim?

I have an idea Vuvi! I’ll give you a poison-dart frog!

No, I don’t need a poison-dart frog. All of a sudden, Vuvi exclaims, Yes, yes, yes! I’ve got it! I’ve come up with an idea! You’ll scream like a monkey a hundred times!

No, no, no! That, my friend, is impossible. Today you called me a fat monkey, and now you ask me to scream like a monkey. What is it? Monkey day today? And somehow you—

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