The Proud Fangs of Russia

Yasha Petrova and Aleksei Alexandrov were the most famous Russian vampires in the world wars. They fought side by side for years, defending their country. They were in the battle of the Masurian Lakes, they invaded Poland and Finland, they were in the Russian resistance fighting back the Germans from Moscow, they liberated the death camps of Jews, they bombed Japan. They were two unstoppable super beings. After the wars they began traveling the world together. France, Hungry, Britain, Sweden, Romania, and many other places. Right now they were touring Italy, with their friend Yuri Vadim.

Yasha was on the balcony, of his Italian villa room. He was looking out at the setting sun, with a letter in his hand."Yasha, my friend! Come inside. Yuri is making us Pelmeni."he heard behind him.He knew it was Aleksei. He smiled at the word Pelmeni.That was his favorite. Then he frowned at the letter in his hand. It was very important that he tell Aleksei about it, but he didn't want to ruin the good mood, so he stuck the letter in his pocket. Yasha turned around. "I'm coming Alyosha!" he yelled, strolling in. Aleksei was sitting at the long wooded table playing cards, his bleached blonde hair falling in his face."Yakov, come play." he said, as he saw that Yasha had come in.

Yasha's long face looked even longer, as he frowned. "What is the matter?" he asked. Yasha brightened up a bit, not wanted Aleksei to know what distress he was in. "Nothing, Alyosha." he smiled, sitting down. Aleksei dealt out some cards to him. Yasha picked them up and stroked his beard, as he looked at them. Yasha's face was young, but he had a head full of gray hair,and flashing gray eyes to match. Yuri came out of the kitchen. "The Pelmeni, is almost done, boys." he smiled. Yasha didn't hear him, he was pretending to focus on his cards will his mind was pinned on the letter that was burning a hole in his pocket.