Mike Wheeler

The castle loomed over them sullenly, shrouded in a veil of ancient mystery.It was cold in the forest, and even through Mike's armor he felt cold.Will, trailing a trail of herbs and magic,He carefully examined every corner.His purple robe fluttered in the wind like a star-studded night sky.Will went into the old castle, the floor was wooden and old...He fell through and screamed, but suddenly Mike lightning fast grabbed him.Mike smiled slyly and muttered "just...be much more careful next time.I don't want to be left without my best friend and the best wizard in the forest)" They slowly continued on their way, overcoming corridors and enemies on the way,But even Mike's vampire strength was dwindling.When the last ghost disappeared into thin air, Mike took off the glove from the armor and found a cut..It was deep, and thick, dark blood was oozing out of it.His eyes were dark with hunger.Will looked at him and sighed heavily.He pulled back the collar of his robes, giving access to his neck. The previous scar from Mike's bite had not fully healed yet..