The Vampyr King mulls over his situation

As he left the building which from his experiences in the 1970s looked to be a museum the newly resurrected Vampyr King decided to search for temporary shelter, so he could review Selina’s memories he shared with her.

All together this Selina was beautiful, it had been quite literally centuries since he had taken a bride. His first attempt after he had gotten lost in time was back during the Hyborian age, he tried for beautiful warrior called ‘Red Sonja,’ he tried to change her but she escaped and he failed to make her his bride. The second attempt was Rachel van Helsing, the lovely granddaughter of Abraham but she was slain by her ally Blade. His final attempt was after a time-jump to Ancient Egypt, Cleopatra met the same unfortunate end as Rachel.

As he reviewed, he learned it had been decades since the last modern era and he was in Gotham City. He learned of her on/off lover Bruce Wayne or Batman as the citizens called him. He was a wealthy man who used his wealth to finance this Batman and serve as this City’s guardian. He apparently used fear to keep the criminal element in check along with his ‘bird allies’ as well as combat mad men which seem to make Renfield look sane. He learned of women who were nothing like any he had encountered before. He learned of people who came from the stars, and strange individuals with places of New York. One image is of a person in garish outfit that swings through buildings. Vlad even learned of groups of people, one counted three with the fourth being a large stone creature and one whose personage he knew by merely watching, Captain America. He learned the Batman founded a group known to many in as the Justice League.

He knew he had to learn of this ‘Bat Man’ first as to ensure he set his priorities in order. Selina’s memories told him this man is a master strategist as well as a seasoned warrior. He is knowledgeable in various forms of combat with skilled allies which a few were apprentices. He knew better than to underestimate a potential foe, mortal or otherwise. Although, if he had to be honest, he was a bit weary of combat after all those years he spent magically time-jumping; because he was mentally tired, he wished to avoid enemies and perhaps retrieve his coffin.

Vlad had no idea what to do next, he had felt the years of loneliness and right now he wished to end it. When sorted his bride’s memories, he found many desirable women, ones which she met, saw, and knew. A lovely seductress, Pamela, warrior women that reminded him of Sonja, Talia and Diana, as well as the oddly dressed Harley. He found a beautiful blond among the New York four and a floating woman with a white suit with a whole exposing her cleavage and a flowing red cape. Yes, this was the type of conquest he could embark on. These Metahumans as they were called gave him a sense of challenges he had never encountered before. He, the Lord, King, and Ruler of all Vampyr had awoken to an Age of Marvels; he had risen to an Era of Heroes. He smiled with fangs reaching past his ruddy lips that were painted red with fresh blood; the King of the Undead found this new world…interesting.