On the white sandy beach early one morning
a jogger was surprised
to see a dark wood coffin as the tide receded
chains wrapped around
something held him back from treading near
instinct made him stay clear!
A mile down the coast two more coffins found
in exactly the same state
this time discovered by a group of teenagers
on the beach for a party
one brave lad did venture close captivated
and his life deactivated!
As they ran terrified from the empty beach
out at sea a fishing fleet
were pulling in their nets and caught within
dozens of similar coffins
fell heavily onto the wet and slippery decks
crews left shocked and vexed!
The fishing village was where they were taken
now unloaded on the quay
coffins replacing the usually fresh fish catch
as the locals stood sombre
deeply religious and superstitious community
together proud of their unity!
The elders were not surprised at this activity
as it was their ancestors
who had disposed of these now rotting coffins
throwing them into the sea
hundreds of miles away into the deepest abyss
now their existence was amiss!
Three hundred years before they were captured
a cult thought of as vampires
forced into these coffins blessed by the priest
weakened were trapped inside
crosses nailed to the lids then bound in chains
in salt water through their remains!
But as each was dropped screamed out the curse
future descendants would pay
they would return to seek bloody retribution
that day of prophecy had come
only if one opened by an original kin villager
could this awful event occur!
There were recorded to be one hundred coffins
but on counting only ninety-nine
frantically a massive search hurriedly instigated
yet it was fruitless it was not there
outside of the village a local teenager unaware
of events towards the sea did stare!
Could not believe there lay a coffin on the sand
went closer to get a better view
for some reason was not harmed then a voice
in his head told remove the lid
as if compelled went home to get some tools
soon to break ancient rules!
As he snapped the locks unwinding the chains
forcing the thick sodden lid off
a decaying creature ravished on his blood
re-animating her back to life
now the long-awaited massacre was assured
the queens power restored!
At the exact moment each one sensed danger
instinct of death coming near
each coffin the chains shattered and opened
the one hundred had returned
the vampire queen walked amongst the risen
the kill executed with precision!
Some villagers escaped a new breed of slayer born!
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