Captain Kronos - Vampire Hunter

It must be terribly sinful.

What?

Well, vanity is a sin,

isn't it, Ann?

Well, if that's the only one,

you'll do.

There.

Where are you going now?

I'm going to get some flowers

to braid in your hair.

That was quick, Ann.

Did you fi...?

Ann?

Ann!

Ann?

And what crime

have you committed?

I danced on a Sunday.

We're heading east.

That'll do.

Get on the wagon.

Happy birthday.

God bless you, my child.

And this to make it

a happier birthday.

It belonged to your dear mother.

It was her last wish

that you should have it.

Happy birthday, dearest sister.

It's wonderful...

but I daren't wear it.

What if I were to lose it?

No fear of that.

That lock's as tight and cunning

as a money lender.

May I go and show it to Petra?

May I, Papa?

Of course.

She'll be so envious.

Mind you, get back

before dark, now.

What's your name, girl?

Carla.

I'm Grost...

Professor Hieronymos Grost.

Professor?

I profess to be.

What about him?

What's the "K" stand for?

Is he a king or something?

A king?

Yes, in a way, I suppose he is.

But the "K" stands for Kronos...

Captain Kronos,

late of the lmperial Guard.

Well, if he's not a king,

why does he leave us

to do all the work?

He has to conserve his strength.

We've ridden far,

and tomorrow we will be...

where we must be.

And that's when his work

will begin again.

Work? What-what work?

I'm turning in, Grost.

Where do I sleep?

We've only blankets

enough for two.

Suit yourself.

Good night.

Isabella?

Isabella?

Isabella?

Isabella?!

Marcus?

Aye.

Dr. Marcus lives here.

Who wants him?

Marcus!

Kronos.

Marcus.

You ol' leech lover.

Who is he?

Him in there?

Your master.

His name's Kronos.

Captain Kronos.

And he's not my master.

I'm merely an old army friend

passing through.

As you wish.

Your letter urged us

to make all speed,

but gave no reason.

Young girls suddenly

become greatly aged.

Is that sufficient reason?

And these girls, they died

with blood upon their lips?

Yes. Why?

Vampires.

What?

No, it can't be.

What he doesn't know

about vampirism

wouldn't fill a flea's codpiece.

Vampires.

Dr. Marcus, it is commonly

supposed that a vampire attacks

in only one way...

by biting the neck

and draining the victim

of blood.

But that's true.

The girls you spoke of,

they were not drained of blood

but of youth.

Of life itself.

You see, Doctor, there are

as many species of vampire

as there are beasts of prey.

Their methods and their motive

for attack can vary

in a hundred different ways.

And the means

of their destruction.

Aye, traditional stake

through the heart

does not always hold good,

you know.

Some can only be destroyed

by hanging or decapitation.

Or fire or water.

Or by other means.

But these girls

were invulnerable.

Each one wore a crucifix.

The cross can only protect those

who firmly believe.

But these were good girls

from God-fearing families.

Perhaps their minds were not

their own

at the moment of attack.

I suspect mesmerism in this.

Mesmerism?

Hypnotism.

The subjugation of the mind.

Oh, you don't believe

in that nonsense.

Well, it is

highly improbable.

What could be more improbable

than God?

But I believe in Him.

And I, too, but...

Thank you.

...vampires?

Oh, come now, Doctor.

You had already reached

the same conclusion.

Or why else send for us?

Vampires...

here in Durward.

I suppose

you'll be moving on now?

No, I'm staying.

If you'll have me.

Oh...

I'll have you.

What is it?

What's happening?

Time for us to start work.

You want to come along?

What work?

Oh, didn't I mention it?

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