Chapter 26

Elisha was hoping to end Damon's life as quickly as possible; he had no intention right from the beginning to present him before the council of the Red Blood to judge he wanted to end everything right here so he went for the killer blow.

A fast dagger-like hand aimed at Damon's chest with the intention of ripping through flesh and bones so as to pluck out his heart...but Damon caught hold of his hand right before they touched his chest.

“Huh," there was this surprised look on Elisha's face as Damon caught hold of his hand and both men's eyes locked in a very brief but intense staring contest.

“Ahhhh!" Two of Elisha's men attacked Damon from the side as well as the back and that made Damon let go of Elisha's hand to deal with his new attackers.

Waving a series of deadly punches thrown at him so flawlessly with elegance Damon gave a reply to them in kind but there was no dodging his deadly punches on their parts.

“Ahhh!" One of the vampires screamed as Damon's hand spared through his chest, taking out his heart from his body and before the other vampire could react...

His head came tumbling down the concrete floor with blood gushing out his headless neck.

Two vampires had lost their lives in less than a minute and Elisha and the remaining four others became extremely worried and also frightened of Damon.

“Who really is this?" Martins' question was directed to anyone who could answer but none seem to have an answer to give.

“No matter who he is, he will surely meet his end tonight. It only takes one bite," Elisha tried to give himself confidence and it seemed his men also fed off from his confidence level as they once again encircled Damon.

Damon on his own part was calm and collective. He just stood still where he was while the men surrounded him with deadly intent.

“Ahhhh!" A loud charging cry and the battle commenced again.

Five of them this time came at Damon in full speed at once hoping to overpower him with their numbers..but they didn't know how he got away from their midst like the wind and the next thing they knew..bodies after bodies of vampires started falling on the ground all of which with missing body parts- heads, limbs and heart.

“He is the devil himself," a frightful Martins said and made a run for it...

But he was too slow and Damon appeared in front of him causing him to gasp loudly as he hit the brakes of his legs. Martins tried to escape but Damon quickly grabbed hold of him by the neck and lifted him off the earth, chokingly.

A powerful vampire like Martins was so powerless before Damon and Damon squeezed the life out of him before....he grabbed hold of his body and separated his head from the rest of his body with a slight apply of force.

However, suddenly Damon screamed as Elisha jumped him from behind, sinking his long, sharp, venomous fangs deep into Damon's neck.

“Ahh.." Elisha gasped with a wicked, satisfying look on his face as he let go of Damon and Damon crouched to the floor holding his bleeding neck.

“You can feel it right? That excruciating pain that feels like your head is about to explode?" Elisha said then had a brief laugh.
“That's my deadly venom and I dosed you with what humans will call overdose. Five times the amount of vamon I injected into your female wolf friend." He laughed evilly again while Damon just groaned at him angrily.

“It won't take long before your whole body goes numb and then death will quickly follow. I must say though you are one hell of a wolf. You killed my very best men today but sadly you are no match for a killer like myself."

Not long after he finished speaking Damon fell to the ground like a plank of wood.

Meanwhile,

Once again the gray wolf managed to outrun as well as outsmart his vampire pursuers and he transformed into his human form before he entered into his pack's camp.

Going into his sister, Amelia tent he met her seated on the wooden bed netting a piece of cloth.

“Amelia," he called out softly.

“Brother." Amelia was excited to see that her brother had returned safely and she ran to hug him.
“You are back." She said holding him tight and Henry nodded with a brief smile.

Disengaging from the hug. “So how did it go? Were you able to find Damon? How is he? Is he alright?" Her questions rained on him and Henry's face gradually lowered to the ground.

He couldn't bear to look his sister in the face when he announced the sad news of Damon's demise to her as he knew that would really hurt her.

“Brother, what is it? Why ain't you saying anything?? Weren't you able to find him?" Amelia had a concerned look and Henry raised his head up to face her.

“I did but the night walkers got to him first." He said and immediately he could see the terror in her face.

“No," she uttered softly.

“I am sorry there was little I could do for him, there were too many." He explained and Amelia slowly stepped backward with her face showing a sadness Henry hadn't seen since the death of their father, the alpha.

“Damon," she called softly and her eyes were becoming watery as she sat down back on the wooden bed.

Henry hated seeing his sister like this, he had vowed to protect her and make her happy since she is the only family he has left but now he couldn't help but feel useless and inadequate as he couldn't fulfill his promise.

“Why didn't you save him?" She asked and there was already a stream of tears pouring down her eyes.

“I..I am sorry." That's all Henry could say.

After a while shading tears Amelia suddenly stood up from the bed and walked out of the tent like someone on a mission.

“Where are you going?" Henry asked, following her from behind.

“Since you couldn't help him I am going to help him." She said with a determined look.

”Wait..what you are about to do is risky and pointless..." Henry tried to reason with his sister but she refused to accept what he was saying and kept walking out of the camp.

“He is dead already! Damon is dead!" He screamed and that's when she stopped and turned around and with a frown on her face as well as eyes stored up with tears she advanced to meet him.

“No! Don't say that!" She screamed, hitting his chest and Henry just let her pour out her pains and anger on him.
“He isn't dead... he can't be dead," she cried the more hitting his chest.

“It's alright," Henry said, enveloping her in a consoling hug and the pace at which Amelia hit on his chest gradually reduced until her hands became relaxed and she just cried in the arms of her brother.

“I am sorry, I am truly sorry little sister..." Henry kept consoling her and just then Dominic came to the scene.

He stood watching brother and sister for a while without saying a word before he approached them.

“Take her with you, she needs to rest." Henry said handing over his sister Amelia to Dominic and Dominic nodded his head.

“Come let's go," he said, taking Amelia 's hand and leading her to his tent.

Meanwhile,

After leaving Damon for dead Elisha walked out of the scene but stopped to gaze down at his most close friend Martins who Damon had severed his head from the rest of his body.

“You don't look so good, old friend." Elisha said then a frown fromwd on his face and an idea came to his head.

He was going to do to Damon what he did to his beloved friend, Martins.

Turning around to execute his plans... Elisha was left shocked as he couldn't find Damon where he was lying at the point of death. He couldn't find Damon anywhere as he looked around and panic started creeping in.

“Where did he go?" He uttered to himself in confusion but then decided to leave.

But suddenly out of nowhere Damon appeared and grabbed hold of Elisha's neck in a tight, choking grip.

Elisha looked like someone who had seen a ghost and his eyes quickly went to Damon's neck where he had bitten him but there was no trace of bite marks. It has healed up completely.

“Im..po..ssible." He managed to speak before Damon threw him and he went slamming hard onto the wall of a building, fracturing and dislocating his bones.

“Ahhh…." He screamed and groaned in pain as he landed on the ground after slamming onto the wall.

Elisha tried to get up but he couldn't as most of his bones were either fractured or dislocated and he wasn't healing fast enough. Meanwhile Damon was steadily approaching him with his crystal blue eyes shining a lot brighter than usual. He had that killer look.













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