So you want a tale, trick or treaters? Surely you’ve heard the one about Bloody Peter. Though not, perhaps, in quite this way…
Do you know why he never aged? Peter was a bloodsucker, and his type never do. Their features are frozen at the age they were bitten, until someone puts a stake through their heart. Then they age real fast: right into dust.
But he did mature, growing in wickedness and power. He had the cunning mind of a trickster, visiting naughty children who did not fear him because he was young and charming and had a face like theirs. Then he turned them, and swelled his ranks of lost boys.
And – oh! – his power. Let me tell you: he got to where he could swoop through the air like a bat, and cast his shadow away from himself as a silent spy. And he could call up snakes and crocodiles and other scaly things from the fetid swamps.
But he finally went too far when he took the young girl to be his queen, to make her a mother to all his lost boys. The girl’s uncle was a mariner of some repute, and that Good Captain made it his mission to rescue her. He and his loyal crew were relentless. The Good Captain’s obsession to hunt down Bloody Peter was no less than Ahab’s for the white whale. Even when the Captain lost his good hand, he endured.
At last the Good Captain tracked Bloody Peter down, following a trail that led to his haunted isle somewhere in the Atlantic. The Captain lost many of his crew but pressed on, overcoming the crocodiles and strange will-o-the-wisps (which were said sometimes to appear as diminutive winged women, who lured men to watery graves accompanied by the tinkling of bells).
The Captain confronted Bloody Peter atop the deck of a derelict whaling ship that had long ago caved in on the rocks. It was there, battered by sea spray under a full moon, that he brought Bloody Peter’s reign of terror to an end. The Good Captain drove his hook, the hook with which he had replaced his own lost hand, into Peter’s soulless heart. That hook, it was carved from wood.
Now remember, don’t eat all that candy in one sitting. And…sweet dreams.