Plot Twist
The cell was dark. The walls were thick. I couldn't hear or see anything. These chains they put me in were growing heavier by the second. Time trickled by until it flowed together endlessly. I begin to think I would die in this cell. Somewhere in the abyss of reality voices called. At first they were small and minute but they soon grew to epic proportions.
A blinding light flooded the darkness and several people stood before me.
"And who do we have here?" said a voice light and rich with power.
"Its the captive my lord the one that took down the Class E Leech" said another more military-like voice.
"We've been
looking for you for a while, love. Cut him loose." Said the
light voice. By the scent I could tell it was a woman and I could
just make out the golden blond mane wrapped around a pale heart
shaped face. "Take him to the interrogation room" she spat
at a nearby soldier. "We
have a lot to talk about we do."
A
few minutes later I found myself alone in a large bright room flooded
in light. A short blond
haired woman
sat with me. Her small face shone with beautiful blue eye, the other
eye hidden under her hair. The most unsettling part being that her
revealed blue eye shone brightly
against her face. Like ice
trapped in an inferno is was. Almost pure white, her eye was like
lightning, both beautiful and cold. She stared at me for sometime
before opening her mouth.
"Your King are you not?" she asked her voice as light as the feathers of angels yet it was as sharp as the tongue of demons. I smiled politely back towards her.
"Yes I am my dear, and might I ask your name? Just to thank the one responsible for my previous...accommodations." I answered burning with sarcasm and malice. She didn't smell of fear and didn't act as if at all afraid of me. She just smiled and folded her arms.
"My name is Valerie. We've met before. I killed you. Well I thought I did I never knew a man of your kind being strong enough to with stand that much. Your strong I give you that." My mind began to race since the moment she said her name. Where did I know here from? And she killed me? When? That's when it hit me hard, like a certain dead werewolf.
"What do you want with me?" I snarled hatred flooding back into my being. Remembering the massacre that had befallen onto my kind that one year ago. As well as the hatred I felt for the half breed huntress for putting my...former master in harm.
"In short I want your help King." She said. Her comment completely took me by surprise to hear.
"I must be still in that cell because no way is this real. You kill my people and then offer me a job. Are you insane?" I shouted. The crimson in my eyes turning to the shade of flowing blood.
"King I am a hunter, a dhamphir. I kill vampires, but there's something bigger happening. The Reapers... there...transcending." She concluded.
"What?"
"We don't know all the details but their strength has increased ten fold over the past few months and they're forming some kind if army. They can do more than just kill, they've gained the ability of necromancy." She said.
"Wait...they're making zombies?" I asked. She brushed her short blonde hair out of her face revealing a thin scar covering her right eye. The scar ran from just above her eyebrow down the length of her cheek just short of her jaw line. The right eye itself gently glowed a vicious shade of red that startled even myself. The red eye stood in high contrast with the blue one on her left side.
"No.
That thing you fought was one of them. It use to be a vampire but as
you can see that is no longer the case. Whatever they kiss changes
its form. They become stronger, faster, and in constant need to feed
constantly. You've seen what happens when a vampire meets a Reaper's
Kiss but what about werewolves do you know what happens to them?"
Realization dawned crashed over me like waves breaking against the
shore. I shook my head in disbelief. The first time since my training
with Alice have I dread or fear rise inside of me. I fought for
control
of myself as I gripped the edge of a wooden desk so
tightly it splintered under my icy grip.
Val must have been watching me out of the corner of her eye. I softly shuddered under the images of hooded demons hiding behind larger physically opposing creatures. The mayhem would destroy this world.
"Ok, but under one demand." I said finally clearing my thoughts enough to speak.
"Name it"
"I will not be forced to betray my coven nor my kind." I spat. She just smiled at me. Her weird mismatch eyes sparkled. One cracked like lightning the other glowed deeper crimson.
"I'll honor that agreement. I will not force you to betray your kind. But do not expect us to be allies once this threat is taken care of." She said. I just watched her coldly, trying to peer into her thoughts to see what she was thinking. Somehow she was shielding herself from my gaze. I was flying blind more or less. Yet I could not sit idle while innocent vampires are being turned to such abominations.
"However..." she began. " I will not be held responsible if what we discover...changes your perception on your...coven." A hint of distaste rain in her voice. "So do we have an accord?" Her voice all business now.
"...Yes we do." I answered dreading what my future may hold.