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The Vampire King Apollyon
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Dealing with cute, tiny toddlers--and a ghost at that-- was his kryptonite.
He decided that it must be better to stay away as much as possible.
He cleared his throat and said a little bit louder. "You should go back to wherever place you belong."
Unfortunately, it didn't work.
Turning her small body to face him, the child's piercing screams had stabbed Apollyon's eardrums as it called for her absent mother.
He lifted his palms to cover his ears as she shouted from the top of her small lungs.
"MAMAAAAAAAAA!"
Rubbing her cheeks with her short, stubby hands, the child had regarded Apollyon with big blue eyes full of tears and tomato-red face, sniffing hard with her snot covered nose.
He was taken aback when she saw the young lass' facial features.
