If ever there was perfect timing, then that is our dear Stefan dying and not finishing his last words. Well, could the man not have told me before I so casually drove a dagger through his heart and in so ending the only, which is believe for now, but could be the only way how we shall know what this legacy is that I shall fulfill.
But, that shall be the least of my problems at the current time.
I do have a rather furious, Connor Windchaser looking at me waiting to drive his own very dagger through my heart. "I suggest you start talking about this brother of yours."
I only but shrug my shoulders at him not having much of a clue about his request, "My dear Connor." And that is exactly where he stops me, "My dear Sebastian, don't even think of starting to sugarcoat things. I want to know why did your brother cause such a rampage in Scotland."
I turn my face in the direction where Roberto and the rest of our misfit gang are talking about our recent victory. Well, perhaps by the look on Ethan's face, his victory will be ending the very life of the one that Connor is referring to now.
"Connor," I look at him rather puzzled and almost begging for an answer. "I have no knowledge as to why my brother would have done such a thing."
"Sebastian, it is not a thing. He took many human lives."
"It is only three," Well he will not agree with the way that I see human life, but still. "I do feel bad for the loss, but it is fairly acceptable."
"It was only three in one night, but…" and here I sense where the true problem is coming from and the very reason Ethan has got his dagger ready to attack Roberto at the very minute. "Sebastian it was three a night for six days. It is a miracle that the damn Vampire did not combust."
Well, this is where I topple over from laughter, not that a joke is called for at this very moment. So I swallow the chuckle that is escaping my lips and pull Connor further away to the side, "I am afraid I had no knowledge of this. We but just returned from Scotland and we did not see anything amiss."
"Did he feed while you were in Scotland?"
"Well," I start to explain. "We had a ball, and you know how all of those go, but those are consenting humans. I cannot see that he had to feed to such an extent after."
"Is there anything else that might have triggered his behavior?"
"I have not seen my brother in years. I can honestly say that I do not know what normal behavior stands for him these days."
I watch as Connor runs his hands through his hair while he struggles with what his next decision should be, "Sebastian, you do know that I cannot overlook this. Yes, the man is your brother, but this goes even against the Vampire code, and need I add, it is a code that you need to enforce. But…" Connor returns his focus to Roberto which has now been circled by Ethan and our very own Vampire Hunter. "It is a code that you as Master need to enforce without fail and that means regardless if the offending Vampire is your brother."
Yes, his words hit very true, but there shall be no way that I shall send my brother to council, let alone enforce any such harm on him. But, this is where I need to remind myself that I did send my beloved to her own council, thus being that it will only be fair that I do the same for my brother.
Yet, Connor needs to understand, "I cannot send my brother for council for I shall be sending him to the catacombs. You of all should know that his crimes deserve a death sentence."
"Sebastian, I suggest we get ourselves out of this godforsaken hole, for you Vampires does put up a stench, then we shall have to come to a decision."
With that we find ourselves traveling back up that dark road that shall lead us back to safety. The Vampire here might be dead, but those dangerous gangsters still find themselves stuck between all these, what seems to be like abandoned buildings.
So it is with great caution that we tread through these streets, that ominous weather has yet not cleared up. The streets are all but mud and loose stones scattered around, but that is not what is around…
Next…
There is the sound close to what can be explained as a cackle coming from the dark corner of a building up ahead. I turn to Connor that has been taken just aback as I have by the noise that is traveling fast through the air.
"Sebastian, I hope that you have still got some fight left in you for this is about to end in a bad way."
As I stare back and look at the rest of our group with faces that are begging for answers, I only but nod my head in the direction of Ethan. I hear him grunt and I know that he is silently cursing me, but then from underneath his breath, he whispers in the ears of Anastasia and our Vampire Hunter. There is absolute horror that comes from their minds as their million terrifying thoughts attack my mind.
I watch as Anastasia wants to step forward, yet Ethan pulls her back, "Stay behind Sebastian, Connor, and me. I am not sure what Roberto knows for the man seems on his own mission."
As those very words come from his mouth, I stare back and try to find the eyes of Roberto but as I look to where he was walking behind Ethan, I can see that he is no longer there. I immediately call for a halt. Connor looks at me rather annoyed as I am putting us all in danger by just stopping, so I immediately show for him in the direction to where Roberto is supposed to be.
"Perfect," I hear as Connor raises his voice that sends it echoing through the buildings. "Has your goddamn brother gone for a snack?"
Well, perhaps not the right attitude to have at present, but I immediately snap back, "I shall prefer if you refrain talking about me brother in such a way."
Then…
The cackle grows but an inch closer, close enough for me to smell the danger.
But…
Between the smell of what I have now become known with, there is the very smell of the one that has gone missing. I only but raise my brow and nod my head at Connor, "I believe that my brother has gone off doing more than just having a snack."
"But…" Ethan starts off as he breaks the circle that he has created around the rest of our group. "You surely don't think…?"
"Well, perhaps…" I answer.
"Though it is…" Connor adds.
Then Ethan asks again, "You think..."
And me, "Could be..."
I hear as the inner voice of Anastasia snaps and she steps forward, "Can you three idiots not speak in complete sentences. What has surely, perhaps, though, could be someone thinks?"
I cannot help but chuckle, but as she steps those two little steps closer on her towering stilettos, I refrain from letting another sound escape my lips. While this entire encounter plays itself off, I watch as Breyden only but pulls Lilith closer. The man is fully aware of what is about to unfold and he has, in fact, much to my terror, told Lilith what we are about to face.
So without having to standby and wait for the danger to hit us unprepared, we slowly make our stance forward. Yes, the absence of Roberto is making this whole situation more terrifying as per our rather weird two-word exchanges, we believe that either Roberto is feeding from what is approaching or he finds himself a part. Now in which way he can be involved, that I do not know, but I do so wish that Connor is wrong about him.
With that, we huddle together for a brief minute while Connor speaks, "Do not take that anything you see is real." I watch the horror fill the eyes of Lilith, Anastasia, and Zachariah. "Do not for one second let your guard down. That means do not get caught and for godsakes, do not turn your back on any of them. They shall deceive you. We remain together in a circle back to back."
Then as those words leave his mouth, Ethan adds the final warning that shall need to be uttered tonight. And yes, do I feel a pain sting my heart as the very words flow from his lips, "And do not, I am saying it again, do not trust Roberto."
We have never faced a battle after a battle in all the time that we have been finding ourselves dangling our fingers in the hunting game. It is rather an unusual battle that has been playing off, from having to hunt down a delusional Vampire, we are now faced with…Let us do think about this one, who is the battle, the Vampire which as such is my brother or it the other?Whichever scenario that I run through my mind, they both seem just as horrific as the other. So, without having to clog the mind with all these questions, we are making our way forward again. Now our intention is not to go into the abandoned building from which the cackle can be heard, no, we intend to get safely to our vehicle and then hoping that they shall follow us. This is not our playground, it is dangerous and well, fucking scary.So, back to back in our circle of six, we slowly make it through the rain down a road that, if one slips, you will find yourself sliding down. As we move
It can be safely said that we have once again survived another battle, though these were far too close to each other. Now, what else can be said, is that both of these have left us to one conclusion. There is a legacy that they are after…My legacy.Well, in all my frustration, I have no idea as to what they are referring to, but let me say this, I believe that this shall not be the last. Perhaps I have been placed as the one on the hunting block and I have no idea what they are hunting for.Though what else needs hunting is Roberto. I have not seen him since we left him behind between the abandoned warehouse. I have not, and much by the request of the Windchasers, I have not been back to search for him there. I know that he shall come out to hunt, but as for coming to what should be his home, that is not a question that I can answer.Tasha said that there is a great evil that holds him. The day when he came to us the first time I did not see any evil in h
Well, I do believe that I am about to be slapped until I cannot spell my name.I have come to my beloved for the permission to go see a Warlock to find Roberto. Now there is only one problem…"Sebastian!" I hear that sweet innocent voice echo through the room and fill the hallways. "You want me to do what?""My beloved, please sit down. If you were human you would have gotten a heart attack by now.""And," she adds. "If you were human then you would really be dead by now."I cannot help but chuckle at her as a pillow comes flying my way, thank god she is not throwing any glasses since there is no need for a Vampire to have such a thing as a glass near him anyway. But I must count my words before they are spoken, for there are lots of other dangerous things, such as a very pointy dagger that is laying on the dressing table that can find its way to me."Okay," I hear her huff as she pouts her lips at me trying to look all angry.
I am standing with somewhat trembling legs at the giant steel gate that leads up to the castle of what should be The Great Warlock, Alatar. Now I have requested of him rather foolishly to let me in, this, after I had many years ago, tried to kill the man, not on one, but several occasions did I try to claim his life.The first time that I encountered The Great Warlock was in the year 1752. I was very much set in my ways to become the most desirable man among the ladies of both the living and the dead. Now, as with most of my troubles, I will admit that I met Alatar while we were both courting the same lover. Where the problem came in, is that he was quite settled in his relationship, as I might call it, with the very said lover.Then, of course, I swept in and laid my eyes on her. From that very moment, I knew that I just had to have her. But where the difference comes between dear old Alatar and me is that I was only looking for a one-night occasion.So much to
It troubles me a great deal to know that Roberto finds him in such trouble. What is even more of a concern is why the man did not tell me the moment that he arrived at my home. For Blood Lust alone, I need to give him the ultimate sentence of them all. But there is no way that I shall send my brother to his death.Now, what is another thing that bugs me is who is after him and what is it that he is supposed to possess.Well, we have dear old Alatar that shall take us into the direction of the next danger that we shall face. The question now begs, do I attempt to do this on my own or get the help of our dear brothers. Though I firmly believe that they will not let him get out of this alive. So it seems that it shall only be the three of us that shall attempt to save Roberto from himself.What else needs saving is me listening to Alatar trying to pick up my wife. I know this is perhaps where I should jump in and tell the man to back off, but I am not yet to upset
It is with great horror that the echo of the voice of a woman comes traveling from the direction that the man with the hoody has disappeared into. The very first thought that sets to mind is that Roberto has revealed himself. I can only envision the chaos that is set to break loose at any moment.Now, this is not the place to have a battle; there are hundreds of masses. The sights of the Square lions, the Statues, and the Fountains, make Trafalgar Square an absolute popular place for tourists.So we find ourselves heading in the southwest direction. There ahead of us is a crowd that appears to be a tourist group that moves from location to location around the city. It is this very direction and the same group where the hooded man has made his entrance. With steps that are haste and a somewhat nagging feeling, we follow the same way.I shall not lie, but there is a dread of doom that settles over my body, something bad is about to happen. I am not prepared to tak
No man wishes to be referred to as 'A man like you,' it makes you feel weak and rather bruises the ego. Now here where I stand; I do not wish to refer to myself as 'A Vampire like me.' My sole reason for these words is that I am the only Vampire who can feel the pain that I am feeling. Yes, a Vampire can easily say, 'It hurts like a stake to the heart,' well, I can truly feel that feeling.It is with the greatest of terror and a heart that is slowly breaking that I am facing my one and only brother. Roberto has, for a great deal of his life, always looked up to me; he always used to tell me the stories of how he wishes to be like me one day. Needless to say that when it came to the choice to turn him, he gratefully accepted. After all, he was going to be just like his brother.But what has now changed is that the man has grown evil, and as Vampire Master, I do need to take care of this before it spirals out of control, which in fact, it already has.So I find ne
I am dropping into an abyss of darkness, freefalling into a pit of despair. They say that your life flashes before your eyes when you stare death into the eyes…well, that is BULLSHIT. The only thing flashing in front of these eyes is the fury that I am feeling as a fire sets course from my core to every corner of my body.Now which is worst is yet to be seen, the fact that the man tried to shoot my brother or that he then instead shot me. Well, I did, after all, jump in front of the bullet, and that was my first fatal mistake. But as I said, I will do anything to protect Roberto, even from these Hunters.But that is the least of my problems, for I am staring death in the eyes, though that is what I thought, for I was shot with a silver bullet that pierced my heart right in the middle where it matters the most.But I am not dead, I am in agonizing pain, and I can hear the deafening screams of Anastasia next to me as she takes me in her gentle arms. Her bod
Standing in the kitchen with the Winchaser brothers feels like something that should not be from this world. Never in my years, and I am sure as with them too, have I ever thought that I would stand among the same table as two Hunters.There has barely been a wink of sleep between all present, including the poor Vampire Hunter, Zachariah. The man might as well take his residence in the Belmont house, but I don't think that that jealous part of my ego will allow him to stay alive for very long.Though that aside, I take a position next to Connor that is pointing at an article that has popped up on the screen of his laptop. So it is with great intent that we all listen as he speaks, "There has been an incident in town where a man's body has been ripped to shreds."I only but look at him rather concerned, "Werewolf?""Yes," he confirms as he seems to miraculously pull up a coroner's report, and with only a wink, he points to the very obvious. "And his heart
It is with a mood of unsettled defeat that each one of the Misfits steps off the plane into what is probably one of the worst rainy days that London has to throw at them. After much arguing and little resolution, we had decided to return home. Breyden and Lilith are in the wind, and there is no way of knowing where they are, so to say that it is pointless in running all over New York City looking for two people that might not even be there is a truth that settled rather soon.So with a newfound spring in our steps and the determination to find them at all costs, we boarded a plane back home to come to find that much-needed rest that we all deserve. But after endless hours confined in such a small place, we all were faced with the thoughts of to which lengths Breyden will still go to save Lilith, that is if she is not already saved or even worse, if she is not, in fact, dead.But these are thoughts that we do not wish to entertain as Ethan, Connor, Anastasia, and I pile
Within my grip, I have one very angry Ancient that would, given the moment, rip my throat out to bits. But beyond all these snarling teeth and the urgency to slice at my body, I know lies my dear beloved that is probably just as surprised as all of us by the reappearance of the monster that we all thought had died a long time ago.Well, I guess that Connor was right…It is a curse that you can never escape.So as I start to apply that pressure with each ticking second, I need to remind myself that I am about to kill the only woman that I have ever loved and preferably the one that I will love for the rest of our eternity.And with that, as I look over to Connor, that is standing next to me, I only but nod my head, "Stand down." But there is a very concerned Ethan and Edward that only cock their heads at me in surprise, yet, "I said, stand down." With a slight raise of my voice but not enough to startle Anastasia, I repeat to them once again. "I sai
A great man once said, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." He should have added an "aw, fuck it" on the end? That's the part I can't get right. "Fuck it, and fuck you," I say it, and I think it, and I never believe it.You got me. Damn you, Anastasia, you got me.The goddamn woman has just gone all Ancient on me and she seems to be out to prove a point.Well, I am guessing her point is firmly directed at the fact that I moved our child to a location where only I can find him.So her curse is still firmly within the depths of that body.And I am going to give it to her, she is fucking strong, but god, now she has pissed me off. She is getting her shit right back.Two seconds ago I had somewhat of a tinkle of feeling, my blood is boiling and all I can see around me is complete red as my anger is now only but flaring.So as the group comes rushing towards me, I am still holding my stance in place. Then I drop my voi
Déjà vu.Something that you experience as a two-hundred-eighty-year-old Vampire on a rather regular basis. However, I do say that more often since I have had Anastasia in my life. To take the countless number of scorned lovers that have surfaced as an example.Further taken into account is the endless trouble that Anastasia has also gotten herself into repeatedly over the just more than a year that we have been together. So, needless to say, that nothing amazes me anymore when it does come to my beloved.Now right next to me, I have a man that has a rather big smile upon his face, and I do so wish to slap it right off for him. Yet, I need to stand in my own moment and take the situation in. I do wish that it could bring the same smile to my face that Zachariah is currently experiencing, but in fact, I am near goddamn terrified.The question does be now.Do I even approach the scene that is unfolding in front of me? I can clearly remem
…Anastasia POV…Well, if there is one time that I prefer to be flung over the shoulder of a man, then that would be just before Sebastian drops me down on the bed.But at this very particular time, I find myself hanging across the back of one rather unpleasant smelling Bloodluster that seems to think he has taken some poor woman hostage. Though he had managed to rip a gash open on the exposed skin of my stomach when he so clumsily ripped me away from the rest of the group.And once he had achieved this feat, he came rushing over this parking lot to get me as far away from Sebastian. Now I know that Sebastian will come looking for me with a great purpose, but I am tired of being the poor damsel in distress. Most of all, I do not want Sebastian to remind me that he has told me to sit on the sideline for this battle.So with what can only be described as a cringe into my soul that I am lacking, I snap my head back and expose the razor-sharp tip
There is absolute terror as I watch a group of Vampires descend on the very group of girls that are making their way down the alley. Now, normally I would back down and find another victim for the night, but these are not just your average Vampire. We have, by strange luck, stumbled across the Bloodlusters that we are trying to find.But there is the very possibility that they have been following us, which would make this situation far more scarier than it is at the moment. And what else scares the living life from me is that Roberto and Edward have just reached the brink of being in their way should they, in fact, be here to do the very same thing that we were doing.Though as I watch them approach Edward that is standing his ground firm, I can safely say that they are not here for the humans.They have come for us, and we have given them the perfect opportunity to catch us without the rest of the Hunters.So not wanting to waste another minu
It is with rather great concern that Connor takes his eyes off the road ahead and looks over his shoulder at me. I am almost certain that he can see the turmoil that is building in my very own brown eyes as I meet the hazel of his.There is only one thing that is for certain as I look over to my beloved, that we are not in the shape that we are required to be as we have not fed in over a week. So taking the welfare of my Vampires into consideration, I am taking the bold step to tell Connor that we shall need to stop and feed.But first, "I need to speak to Edward and Roberto for a brief moment."Connor only shakes his head at me, "What seems to be the problem? We need to push forward.""My dear friend, my Vampires are in no state to continue at the present state they are," I take a rather deep breath as I am about to ask the impossible to a friend, "We need to feed. Anastasia will not make it through another battle."There is an immediate shock tha
It is with somewhat of a relief that we set off into the night away from the challenging battle that we had with the Were-Vamps. I truly do hope that it was the extent of the number that find themselves in this City.Yet, though this is not our City, we have vowed to rid these streets of every creature that is not welcome here.Each one of the Misfits is beyond tired but there is no giving up at this particular time for we do not know the true numbers of the Bloodlusters. And do I even dare to say that they will be required to feed to satisfy their ever-hungry appetites?Needless to say that my very own appetite is lacking something at present.Yes, not only do I have the incredible desire to feed for my power seemed to have drained quite considerably after the last Were-Vamp that I have taken down. But there is also the presence of my beloved next to me in the back of this car that is driving me to an uncomfortable rage.Well, apart from the boys,