Date:         Sun, 19 Mar 1995 14:04:51 -0700

This is my Forever Not Challenge story.  Well, kinda.

Through the Ages
by James Walkswithwind

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        "Just wait, Nicholas.  Someday you'll screw up, and you'll regret
this bargin."
        "Any bargin that gets you out of my life for good is a bargin
I'll *never* regret, Lacroix."  Nick glared at the older vampire.
Lacroix only laughed.  He gave Nick a short nod, as if pretending he was
acknowledging defeat.  Nick didnt care- as long as he went.  Nick watched
as Lacroix turned and walked away.  He almost couldnt believe it- but he
had worked too hard not to.  Given so much to clinch this bargin, to
ensure that Lacroix would never bother him again.
        He looked down at the scroll of paper, which bore the fancy
signature of his former master.  He wasn't sure whether to frame it, or
hide it in a safe.
        He couldn't believe his eyes, when the paper began to smoke, and
burst into flames.  He screamed in frustration, crumplng the paper, and
just as he opened his mouth to curse the one who had defeated him again
everything faded away..


        "Oh my goodness.. that was the strangest one yet!"  He rubbed his
face, and looked blearily around the room.  He wasn't sure what time it
was, but he knew it wasn't time to be awake.  It had to be too early to
be awake.  After a strange and disturbing dream such as that one, he
deserved the chance to roll over and go back to sleep.
        He glanced at his clock, and groaned.  Grumpily he threw back his
blankets and got out of bed.  It just wasn't fair.

        It wasn't until the first mornings' coffee break that he
remembered the dream.  He grinned to himself, and went to find Fred.  He
found the man digging half-heartedly through the remainders of morning
meeting snacks.
        "Hey Fred, how's it going?"
        "Hi, Jim.  You look terrible this morning."
        Thanks.  I had the wierdest dream.. all about these vampires, and
cops, and stuff."
        "Yeah, right.  And last night it was cavemen in the minimart.
Geez, Jim, you gotta lay off the garlic pizzas."

the end

hey, *somebody* had to do it..


James Walkswithwind         "Ueberlieferungsgeschichte.. is a longer and 
                                nobler name than fudge."
gila@jbx.com                                      AE Housman