"You heard him right, my dear, Cecelia." claims the other wolf. "He is the owner of the club you used to spend a few nights with your friends."
"And also the reasons why we managed to know where your alpha dad lives," says Marcos. If he claims to be the owner of the club behind me, his name is Marcos. Whatever they want from me perhaps has something to do with my dad after knowing they are of the same kind; monsters. Alpha? Is that what they called my dad? But knowing about their connections with each other is the last of my worries at the moment. I still have my bleeding leg to attend to. I believe that if the wounds will not be cured as soon as possible, I might collapse or worse death await me. "Please, don't kill me," I beg them, then adjusted my body when my leg starts to get numbed. "If you need money, I'm so sorry, I didn't bring cash with me. How much do you want?" I try to reach for my sling bag but my hands could barely reach it because what my body could feel is the unbearable pain that I felt in my right leg. I simply wanted to get my bank card to give to them. "Your dad's head is what we want, Cecelia," Marcos said, his words stopped me halfway through getting my sling back. "Money is not the issue for me, and you know that." What? What does he have to do with dad's head? Did dad do something to them? "Those long curve lines written on your forehead tell me that you still don't know who your father really is. Of course, how could you know? You're a human and he is the alpha of his werewolf pack." "He's a monster, Cecelia." says the other wolf. "He killed my entire family. And to get him, we have to get to you first." "Then you have to get passed through me first." a familiar voice of a man suddenly appeared behind them. Despite the difficulty breathing, let alone the thought that my eyes were about to give up, my consciousness still managed to recognize the man's face. Gaius, my knight in shining armor. He then smiled at me. The wolves immediately turned around and faced Gaius. They barked at him in unison but Gaius remained calm and cool as though he does not possess any signs of worry or fear while staring at those glimmering blue eyes. "Open your eyes, Cecelia," he uttered. Perhaps he already noticed that my body is about to give up because of too much blood that was ejected out of my leg. "You'll gonna die if you close your eyes." Medically speaking, I don't know the connection between closing my eyes from dying, but I followed Gaius' advice. So I stayed my eyes open and saved my breath to wait for him to save me and rush me to the hospital. "I did not expect to have this in you attacking your avid customer, Marcos," he added. "If your werewolf kind had issues with her dad, do not use her to get to him. Is that how werewolf works these days?" From the way, my brain understand the situation, Gaius also recognized the owner of the club. Perhaps he is also one of them. Dad once told me to stay away from him because he has a secret that I should be worried about. "Stay away from this mess, Gaius. We know the curse system befallen in your vampire kinds." Marcos said before he turned his face back at me. What? Did he just say Gaius is a vampire? Does that mean dad is right about him? And what is this cursed system he was talking about? "We know you can't kill us," Marcos added before he ordered the other wolf to get me. "But, we can kill you." then he bends his knees and jumps on top of Gaius while the other wolf is rushing in my direction. My brain wanted to run but my body was no longer aligned to respond to my escape plan. The numbness that I felt had already reached my chest. And my entire body was feeling cold and wet in sweat. Perhaps this is a natural feeling when someone is about to die. To my surprise, the wolf who rushed in my direction was raised to the air when he was about to lay a hand on me. He was raised and attacked by those tiny bats. When I glance back at Gaius, I was taken aback when half of his body was fighting with Marcos with those tiny bats coming in and out of his body. I wanted to scream when the other wolf dropped its body next to me, heartless. However, my voice did not come out of my mouth. Instead, I only heard the whooshing sounds of cold air and a short whimper coming from my mouth. "Who says I cannot kill?" Gaius said to Marcos. "I just did to your cousin, Blake. It means that you are next." his body returned to its complete shape when the tiny bats went back to him. All the incident that happens today was too hard to bear. My feeble brain isn't prepared to learn and accept this kind of information as it was completely beyond the human imagination. I finally dropped half of my body to the ground. But I saw Gaius feeding his mouth with Marcos' heart in a rush as though he has not eaten in days. So, I close my eyes, trying to remove, delete, and reformat those terrible images that were captured and registered in my system. "Gaius, what are you doing? Stop it!" "Control your urge for blood. You already killed two. It's already two days' deduction from your lifeline." "Take her away from here. She's a human." "Dude, isn't she the woman in the club the other night Gaius wants to hit on?" Those were conversations coming from different male voices around me before one of them lifted my body and started moving. There were three of them excluding Gaius. Perhaps they were his friends of vampires. But where are they taking me? A few minutes later, the one carrying me set my body on a flat wooden surface. Someone began frisking my body, tearing my clothes apart. Wait. Are they going to take advantage of my dying body? Oh, my goodness. I haven't done that before yet the three of them are going to do that to me. Not one, but three. "Do have any idea what happens to Gaius?" one of them asks while putting pressure on my wounded leg. As far as my knowledge serves me right, he is cleaning and sewing up my wound. "Beat me." the one with a sweet and gentle voice retorted. "does any of you craved blood recently?" "Not me." says the one who is sewing my wound. "we have experienced a shortage of blood in our fridge only once or twice, remember?" "It was because I tasted Cecelia's blood on our first meeting back in the club." my ears were pretty sure that voice comes from Gaius. "I don't know how, but there is something in her blood that awakens my sleeping vampire. Everything activated all of a sudden including my thirst for blood. There is this part of me that wants more of her blood. I want to suck all her blood until nothing is left..." Gaius' voice started to fade off. And my brain was also feeling deprived of the power of sensation. I don't know what happened but I guess it has something to do with the one injecting something into my shoulder. "Get some rest, my dear, Cecelia." says the one next to me. And I don't seem to like the way he let out those words.Gaius POV "So, what now?" Monbert asked me after patching Cecelia's deep wounds before he slides into my spot in the corner. He securely cleaned and removed every trace of her blood from the coffin to make sure my nose could sniff nothing. Yet here I am helplessly staring at my wrist when it glimmered. My lifeline has been deducted by two days after killing Marcos and his cousin. And the fact that it took me a few days to save 48 hours of my lifeline, I started to regret I let my thirst for blood precede the sole purpose of the Cursed System. "The damage has been done, Monbert." could not help but eject the cold air of regrets out of my nose and mouth. "I have to find the solution to my case as soon as possible. Alone and before everything I worked for go to waste." "Do you need to borrow lifeline from us?" Monbert humbly offered. He even extended his wrist to me without any signs of hesitation. "I can lend you at least two hours." "No, I can't lend
"What?" could not help my forehead from frowning at what she said. She is flipping over the story as far as I understand the current situation. My feet landed in their mansion unannounced simply because I want to return her daughter and collect the two days of my lifeline that was deducted from my barcode for killing Marcos and his cousin for her sake. Is her mother for real? Even if Cecelia is her daughter, she must show some respect for bringing her to the mansion alive even if unannounced. A simple "Thank you" would do for me, not with some kind of threat to get sued. "My husband is in critical condition after the ambush," she confessed. "but our expert doctors and nurses managed to remove the bullets from his body. And he is in the middle of recovery." "What?" my mouth remained open. I heard an explosion last night. But I did not see Cecelia's dad in the car when I decided to cancel our mission and hop out of the building when I saw Cecelia being chased by tw
"I'll take it." before Celcelia's mom could say a word, I snatched the briefcase from her hands, close it, then smiled at them. "I hope this gonna be the last time our paths cross. Thank you so much, for this, Madam Mayor." Afterward, I hail a cab heading back to the bunker. I cannot transform myself into a bat when the sun was already up. Bats are more sensitive to the sun than the moon. But I haven't tried shifting into a bat beyond six in the morning though. I wanted to at least try for once but I am worried my bats might get burned from the rays of the sun. Even if I have a daylight ring that protects my vampire from the heat of the sun, it is still not an assurance since my body will be divided into pieces when I shift into tiny bats. On my way to the bunker, my brain could not help but wonder about Cecelia. Although I already agreed not to see her again, I could not help my brain from reminiscing about the short period we shared. Let alone the mystery
While the rest of the guardians are busy reporting to the council about their month, our team is also busy discussing what the news Damon brought for us. "Do you think it has something to do with our last mission?" asks Rust in a worried tone. "You're considering it too?" Lucifer seconded Rust's idea before he pointed his blaming glimpse at me. Guilty or not, I am the one indeed to blame if what they claim is the same news Damon referring to. But failing one mission is not enough for the council to punish us with something big. After all, team New Orleans has managed to accomplish ninety-nine out of the hundred missions successfully. "Come on, guys, relax your balls, okay?" Monbert tapped the tip of my shoulder to help me ease my hatred and anger toward Lucifer. "No one knows we failed our last mission unless one of us..." "Not me," Rust defensively whispered when our eyes were locked on him. "And why would I ruin my reputation as the King's nephew
Then, he opens the briefcase to take a look at what he can find inside. His glimmering eyes and jaws being open wide only prove that he just hit the jackpot. Who could not be? I patiently counted all the money that I saved for almost eighty years including the ten million dollars Madam Mayor gave me. Overall, the money in the two briefcases totaled forty-eight million dollars. Even with the two of them, the robbers could leave already. But I think they are up for something bigger. A bank always has money reserved in its vaults. "Who could have thought we could meet someone as rich as you, young man," he added before he ordered me to drop my knees on the floor. Then, he continued asking for the rest of the customers. Speaking of the customers, there were around fifteen of them including us. Mathematically, if I manage to save all of them, I could have at least fifteen more hours increase to my lifeline. Let alone the bank employees. Not bad when my vampire ba
As soon as my foot landed at the crime scene, my nose immediately smells the blood that stained the surface of the ground. Though I am not quite sure where it comes from when I could sniff two different types of blood all over the place. One comes from a man and the other is from a woman. "Help!" Someone seeks help. So, I followed the source of the faint sound. After two months of not being able to taste human blood or not seeing Cecelia, all my abilities started to go dormant again. Not that I don't want to, but my demon blood is not used to it since, especially when I no longer have a team to depend on. I need to survive alone. But in order to do that, I have to be strong. As soon as I found someone's body lying on the ground, I shifted my head in the other direction and calm my throat not to get a thirst for blood. "Help me, please," he added. "I don't want to die." I could not help myself from looking at the man when he is the first person I encountered to say that. Most
"Can't you guys hear me?" Maverick insisted. "You two have huge bodies but you can't hear me?" "I see." I inhaled deeply before smiling at them. "They cannot hear you, Maverick. How about I say, then you do what I ask?" We don't have much time left when the time clock above us says it's almost dawn. And in a few hours, the sun will rise. Since I started living in a condo, my body also adopted the nature of a true vampire who loves to sleep in the daytime. With the help of the air conditioner in the room, my body sleeps faster than I used to back in the bunker. And speaking of the bunker, that makes me wonder about what my previous team is doing at the moment. If by chance there were all out tonight and doing their humanitarian mission like me. Don't even know if the council still assigned them in New Orleans. But that is not one of my worries anymore. I have someone's fiancee inside the club who was reported to be someone dangerous. If something goes wrong, it
Cecelia's freezing stare cut deep down beneath my heart and soul. I did not expect to receive such a cold welcome after two months of not seeing each other. It was also the first time I caught up a glimpse of her terrified me. Perhaps her parents have something to do with it considering they forbade me to get closer to her at least meters from her. Needless to say, I accepted the ten million dollars offered by her mom but I could not uphold the terms and conditions. Leaving no choice, I reached out to the door and pulled it open. "Gaius?" an unfamiliar face suddenly breathed out my name as I was about to get back to the table where Ceceli's friends are having fun. "Right. You're Gaius the one who beat those bank robbers, aren't you?" She and her friends immediately surrounded me out of curiosity. I know nothing about any of them but their eyes are telling me that they will not let me go if they got nothing from me. Despite those wasted humans surrounding me,
Then I ordered Maverick to lead the way out heading to the plane where we plan to secure the kids. I, on the other hand, continued searching for the rest of them beneath the lighthouse. As soon as we got out, one of them told me, "Where are you taking us? What about those ladies in the other rooms who turned into monsters?" "Monsters?" I could not help but curve the tip of my brows while assisting them out of the lighthouse. She nodded. "I heard the guards calling out their names, Elaine, Shantell, and Rachell..." Then she rubs the tip of her nose while digging into her brain. I remember Archie and Captain Denver once mentioned those names. They were the kids who were kidnapped ten years ago. But what does she mean about them as monsters? "Did you have any idea which chamber they are in?" I asked her while scanning the environment to make sure there will be no enemies who can slow us down, especially when I have ten more kids with me. "No, you can't see
"This is NYPD, raise your hands or we'll shoot you!" Archie's boisterous announcement startled me to the point that the photo slips out of my hand. But before anyone could notice the photo, I quickly step on it with my hands raised to the sky. So is Maverick, especially when they all cock their guns in unison. I may be fast but the speed of their bullets moves faster than my vampire. And if given the chance one of their bullets penetrates some crucial parts of my body, such as the brain or heart, my remaining lifeline could have been useless. "Gaius? Maverick?" Archie breathed out my name in disbelief as soon as he recognizes my face through the rays of their flashlights combined. "For God's sake, put down your flashlights and weapons!" I blurted out when I could barely see anything around me but the eye-blinding rays of their flashlight. "How did you guys get in here so fast?" Archie asks me before he ordered his team to point their flashlights to the groun
Even if I remove their hands by force, they always use their other hands to cover my mouth. And it seems that no matter how hard I try, Cecelia and Maverick have no plan to allow me to talk. So I shut my mouth off while listening to Archie and Captain Denver's raid proposal on this private island which they were pretty convinced is the last and active laboratory for this Alpha's Puppets or whatever they are called. After a few minutes of their storytelling, Maverick and I ended up boarding the plane with our gears on. Though I haven't moved on from our first failed raid mission, I was left with no choice when Cecelia already dominated my decision-making. And I certainly hate that kind of idea when someone wants to control me instead of me controlling them. Regardless, I was simply looking at the bright side of the possible outcome. If what they claim is true that around a hundred lives we are about to save from the island, my lifeline would be happier once I cou
I am not into conversing with a bunch of humans so I prefer to address them that way. "Humans". Let alone that is the truth. But I did not expect someone wants to make that statement a big deal. "Just ignore Gaius, guys." Maverick broke the awkward sensation between me and Archie. Then he leans closer to Archie's ear and whispers, "he's into old fashion way of speaking. Humans. We are all humans." he giggles awkwardly. "Anyway, the rest of the police officers already took off to stay in their respective positions. Team Gaius and team Archie will team up in today's mission. Good luck!" says Mr. Cedrick before he stretches out his fist toward us. Archie and Maverick immediately bump their fists into Mr. Cedrick but I was simply looking at them when I barely understand what they were trying to do. Instead of participating in their nonsense fist bump, I walk to the rest of the cops to gear up which leaves Maverick and Archie with no choice but to break their nonsens
"We are not here to cause you trouble, Gaius," Cecelia uttered on everyone's behalf. Everyone, including her parents, nodded in unison. "Dad ordered everyone to gather here today for one main reason." "Believe it or not, Mr. Spencer, my daughter is telling the truth." Madam Mayor added and offered me the empty chair next to her. The last thing I could picture myself is sitting next to them so I grab Maverick and offer the seat to him by force. "What do you want from me?" I asked instead. "I'm a busy man and you are all werewolves led by your alpha pack and the city mayor, herself, so there is no need for me to explain further." "We are fully aware of the Cursed System, Mr. Spencer." Madam Mayor agreed. "That is why we are offering you our help to increase your lifeline as much as possible?" "What?" could not help but raise a question. "are you all fucking kidding me? Humans and werewolves want to help a vampire like me?" then I burst out laughing. "Are your kinds
"What am I supposed to do?" Cecelia proposed. "I wanted to help, Gaius. At least I could do something when it is my fault those innocent people in the orphanage lost their lives." My conscience doesn't want to comfort Cecelia with a lie or a promise since I agreed with her that it was indeed her fault this terrible incident happened because she did not listen to me. But I don't want to put all the blame on her as well. Maverick was right about me being the one to blame in the first place. I could have known better and stood firm with my decision. "Alright," I agreed. "Inform your dad and mom that I want to have a meeting with them as soon as possible regarding the case. Can you do that for me?" Though seeing either of her parents is not ideal for me, especially when the vampires still had unresolved issues with his pack members back in the village, I cannot do the mission alone. Back in the day, my role in the team is simply being the doer of every humanitari
"Well. In the first place, I tried to stop, Gaius, but he barely listen to me." Maverick was still mad at me based on his tone of voice. "Anyway, what are you all doing in the human village, anyway? Aren't you vampires too late to check them out? Gaius saved two poor kids the other day." Our conversation did not last long when I already know Monbert's reasons they did not get the chance to check their neighboring village. However, I relayed to him everything that I miss telling the vampire king in our previous encounter. And told Monbert he will be the only vampire I can talk to if they need more updates about the cases at hand, including Cecelia living in my place, the abnormalities of the lifeline that I encountered recently, and those masked men who created Lalaine. "Are you sure about telling him everything you know, Gaius? I mean, not that I am against the idea but you are no longer part of the council, remember?" Maverick started the conversation when it h
That was the first time in my history of being part of the team I witnessed Monbert be that furious with someone. When we were once a team, he used to be calm, soft-spoken, and the kind of person who doesn't care about the world around him, just like me. But right now, he is unleashing the blood-sucking demon inside him. "Gaius, who is weaker than me managed to beat you," he confessed. "how much more I am ten times stronger and faster than both of you combined." I don't know if Monbert intentionally tells Damon those words to stop him or if he was simply bluffing. However, I could barely sense any signs of doubt in his tone and facial expression. Monbert and I are close friends since we become part of the Cursed System but I haven't seen him being deployed into real battles. So I expected him to be simply an ordinary vampire like us. "And you too, Gaius," he added. "I know more than anyone that you are not the kind of vampire who prefers chaos over peace. What ha
Maverick, on the other hand, was busy chit-chatting to those bunch of assholes, asking if I was indeed the hero of New Orleans. Part of me wanted to stop Maverick from leaking any crucial information about me, but I have a middle-aged woman to attend to. "Believe me. Of all the humans in your life, I know better than anyone about how you are feeling right now." I said. "you want to die because you think you don't have the answer to your problem, whatever that is. How difficult is your problem, by the way?" Then I smiled and waved at those cameras in front of me before I added. "You are about to die anyway. I think it'll be better if you share your burden with someone before you go straight to hell." "I'm going to hell?" she curiously asked, even feeling bothered by what I said. "Of course! Where do you think you're going after jumping off the bridge?" I asked back. "getting suicide is a serious crime in the eyes of what you believe in the lord Almighty. He w