Chapter 0003:He Saw His Own..Heaven.

Flashback continues…

He was there.

The exiled vampire King, Lucifer, had been there watching. It was like watching history repeat itself, but it was much more entertaining that it was the royal family that was breaking such laws that had got him and his family banished from the kingdom.

Lucifer saw Ophelia crying, begging for the life of her baby to be spared, yet the mercy wasn’t granted.

“It’s such a pity that she’s going to die,” Azriel appeared out of the blue, standing beside his father, Lucifer and watching what was happening from afar with an amused grin on his face.

“What are you doing out here, Azriel?” Lucifer asked without looking at him. But when he did, his other son, Eros, Azriel’s twin was by his side with his signature stoic face.

Azriel and Eros were twins, identical to be exact and the only surviving children of his that had survived the rebellion that had happened in the palace, when he tried changing the law that took the lives of their mother and sister.

A rebellion led by his right hand man and trusted friend, High lord, Ambrose. As if taking the throne wasn’t enough from him, he killed his wife and daughter. Now karma was taking place by putting his own daughter, Ophelia in the same position he was two hundred years ago.

What shocked Lucifer most, was the part where all this was happening yet there was no sign of Ambrose coming to save his child. He loved his throne more than righting the wrong he had down.

“We need to leave.” Lucifer told his sons. He didn’t find any pleasure watching an innocent life being taken away in front of him. He was not a good man, but he had an extent to his madness.

He should be happy that it was Ambrose’s blood that was about to be killed. But he felt nothing, rather all he could think about was the scream of his wife and child when they died in the fire that brought the palace down.

“Why? The fun is about to start.” Eros said, not bothering to walk away from the scene. If anything, he should have been the one doing the honors by killing the high lord's daughter.

Lucifer glared at Eros. He didn’t want him going as far as doing anything rash to reveal his identity, no, their identity. Since everyone believed that they were dead.

Moreover, Eros was a special being that shouldn’t casually roam around, the circumstances surrounding his birth had kept him alive and well to protect him and his brother.

Unlike Azriel , Eros was born special. The royal seer talked about a prophecy. His child being the wager that will bring peace to the vampire, were wolves and the human realm. As long as he avoids the cursed one.

Of course, Eros has no idea that there was a such prophecy about him. Since that was Lucifer’s way of protecting him, and it has been working for years.

“Aren’t you going to do something father, you seem to be oddly interested in the woman?” Azriel asked with a mischievous smirk plastered on his face.

Lucifer glared at him while he laughed, unlike Eros who knew what Ambrose did to their mother and sister. He was the only person that was kept in the dark about their dark history.

So, he had misjudged his father being here as him being interested in Ophelia.

“No,I’m not.”He replied with a snap.

“Okay, fine, I believe you.” Azriel laughed, but paused briefly before turning serious. “But father, how is it possible that her child carries such fate? No vampire has been able to…”

“You tell me son, the high lord is a mysterious man don’t you think?” Lucifer laughed, trying to change the topic. While Eros did nothing but looked at his father, then towards his brother, feeling bad for lying to his brother.

“That child will die regardless of the blood running through her veins.” Lucifer said.

“That’s cruel, what if we save her father?” Azriel suggested,earning a crazed look from his brother and father. He had no idea why the talk about the Royal family irked the both of them.

“That’s enough,Azriel!” Eros snapped at his younger brother.

“So, you are just going to let her die?” The young vampire didn’t give up. Unlike Eros, who was cruel and had no heart. He’s the one who took after his mothers kindness.

When he got no reply from his father and brother, he teleported himself out of their sickening presence. Not seeing the need to watch the barbaric act that was being carried out on an innocent life.

“I will take care of him.” Eros told his father, preparing to leave to find Azriel only to be stopped by his father’s next words.

“I need her alive.” Lucifer said, not believing that he’s the one saying this.

Eros looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “Why? If I recall right, you shouldn’t be helping, no, they deserve to die for what they did to us.”

“I have my reasons.” Lucifer said, trying to block him from reading his mind. He didn’t want Eros to find out that this has to do with the prophecy surrounding his birth.

“Father..”

“Eros, I need that child alive at all costs!” He yelled. His eyes turned red, for him to see how serious he was.

“This is the last time I’m doing this.” Eros grunted in annoyance and disappeared, but not without hearing his father whisper.

“If only you knew,”

Eros knew that his father was keeping something from him, but this wasn’t the time or place to ask him what it is, he has a pathetic vampire to save.

He pushed the thoughts aside, and ran as fast as he could and pushed Micheal aside when he raised his hand to finish Ophelia off.

“What are you…” Micheal said, standing up to look at an unfamiliar face that thought it was wise to interrupt him.

It was a vampire.

He smirked.

“I can’t let you kill her, but i will give you the chance to run for your life, wolf.” Eros said, coming to stand defensively in front of Ophelia, who was losing strength. But that was until her first contraction hit her and she cried out.

The baby is coming.

He wasn’t in the mood to fight, especially with a werewolf. The real enemy is Lord Ambrose.

Micheal bursted out laughing. “Did Ambrose set you up for this? I should have known that he couldn’t allow his precious daughter to die. But i must warn you to stay away from her if you want to live.”

Micheal said hurriedly, there was no more time. The baby is about to be born and this was his chance to stop it, had it not been for this stranger that was wasting his time.

As he tried attacking first, Uriel used his last night to tackle him to the ground before yelling at Eros. “Save her please!”

Eros was confused. He was here for the baby and not for Ambrose’s daughter. But just to be on the safe side since his father needed the child alive, he took Ophelia into his arms and ran.

He heard Micheal’s angry but he didn’t look back until he found an empty inn by the roadside, and helped Ophelia to the floor.

“My ba..by, you must save her. No matter what happens, please..save my baby!” Ophelia cried, holding onto Eros who has no clue how to deliver a baby. Where the hell is his father?

He wondered.

He didn’t know how he felt hearing her plead for him to save her child, when all his life he had only lived with one mission and that was to pay back for what her father had done to his family.

The next contraction hit Ophelia, before her cries died down and nothing was heard from her anymore. Was she dead?

He wondered until his eyes widened at the sight of the floor, which was soaked with blood and something lying on the floor. A baby.

He was shocked and moved away from her, is the child dead?

Wasn’t it supposed to cry?

Yet no sound was heard.

He moved closer, fascination covering his face for witnessing something like this until he looked closer to the child, but what stood out completely about the child was something else.

The mark.

The red mark that was right in the center of her plan, just like he had these when he was born. His father had him hiding his own with makeup without telling him anything.

He picked the baby up carefully, and looked closely to see that it was a girl but she wasn’t breathing.

Bloody hands held his elbow which made him yelp in shock when he saw Ophelia looking back at him. “Please save my..baby. Save..Seraphina.”

She said lastly before the light died in her eyes and he pulled away from her, she left him with a dead baby. What was he going to tell his father?

But that wasn’t his problem.

He was much more intrigued to know why this child was like him, she has the same mark like him so that makes them even. Although, he couldn’t feel any energy source coming from her, to prove what they said about her being dangerous.

But they were wrong. She’s just a normal vampire. No, a hybrid.

“Ophelia!”

He heard Michael’s voice and knew that he had found them. That only means that Uriel is dead.

“I know you are somewhere in there, Vampire. I will spare you if you hand over the woman and the baby. I promise.” Micheal chuckled at his last statement.

“It’s of no use, Ophelia. Uriel is dead, I killed him.” He added. “Now, I’m going to kill you, your baby and you all are going to be one big family in hell.”

Eros looked at the child, she was breathing abnormally. He touched her chest, she is..dying.

It hurt him because he didn’t want her dead, he wanted an answer as to what she is, what they are!

Which left him with no other choice than to do what he hasn’t done before, he bit open one of his fingers, before placing his bloody finger on her lips for his blood to be let into her system.

He chose to save her.

Despite the fact that his blood was poisonous, nobody can take his blood but he didn’t consider that he might end up killing her. He reckoned that she is just like him.

He cut himself on his palm where the mark was, and two silver orbs were present in his blood. He took one and placed the other inside her palm, while watching her wound close up. All he did was to save her.

“I will come back for this, little one.” He muttered, watching his energy settle deep within her.

An action he knew that he would regret, but the sudden giggle that left the baby’s lips, as her red eyes opened and looked right into his red ones made his heart skip.

The devil never had a heart, but for her, it had a heartbeat.

She’s a vampire.

He realized what he had done, but it was too late to reverse his actions. Not that he wanted to anyway.

In her red eyes, he saw it.

He saw his own heaven.

His beloved.