225 - Bloodoath and Confusion
Darkness was nothing for vampires, although something about this stole their enhanced sight from them.
“I… can’t see,” Lord Faquaud said with a slow realization, while chaos erupted around him.
Darkness could only be controlled by one and even though it could be, it wasn’t like this. He had seen it before and it wasn’t anything like this!
The King.
He had caught them.
By the Blood, they were doomed!
He quickly tried to search for the door relying on his other senses, passing by the a lord that was frantically trying to put on the match with him.
It flickered on finally, just in time for Lord Faquard to see the creature that sprung up from behind him, and dig its fangs right into the lord’s neck, sending the match to the floor, the air putting it off.
Lord Faquard froze in his stead as the agonizing screams of the lord that had been attacked cut through the room.
That… that wasn’t the King.
It was the fur creature!
He backed away, his eyes widening in horror, his quest for the door now filled with more desperation than before. His hands found the doorknob and he attempted to pull the wooden frame open immediately but before he could apply enough pressure to the doorknob, despite the vampire speed at which he moved, her hand found his neck and pulled him away from salvation into doom.
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Valerick had been taking the twins around the garden with Irysi filling him in on many of the things that they loved to do.
There was so much to learn and he had been ready to learn them all. His mind had gone to Zexi with every new information, it would have just been better with her at his side, although he took it as a consolation that he was doing this not only to know his bats better and be a better father, but so that he could help her fill in the gaps to be a wonderful mother has she had always wanted.
He was learning this for both of them.
Greatest of all, he realized how much he had missed them. His guilt did not go easy on him for how long he had avoided them either, but he tried to console himself with the conviction that when Zexi would finally wake up, all would be well again.
What George had said acted as his beacon of hope, for that he tried not to question it, only obey.
Everything had been going well till the rage rushed through his veins and webbed ink surged to the surface of his skin, running quickly up his neck and covering his face. His anger felt consuming and his thirst to kill grew root in him.
The darkness that weaved through him drained his strength, it had been so long since he fed. But it felt relieving on him too, his bond with Zexi had balanced out his darkness before she fell into her sleep, and when she did, it grew consuming that it weighed him down.
A feeling coarsed through him.
Zezi.
He frowned and sprung up, his gaze directed to his room where was Zezi was asleep.
He could hear the chaos going on, he could hear Irysi by his trying to get the bats from him, he could hear everything but louder that everything he could hear was a voice in his mind, which had gone silent ever since she had so painfully blocked him out.
“I’ll kill them all. Every last one of them.”
Ignoring Irysi, he raced into the castle with the twins, and up the stairs. Different thoughts overwhelmed his mind, but he didn’t stop to think at all.
By the Blood, He needed to be there already!
He only stopped when he saw the darkness that poured down the stairs, the cries of those who fell as the darkness overcame them and they wailed from agony. The was his darkness and Zezi was weaving it out of him.
This has never happened before.
Irysi’s cry from beside him was the only thing that made him know that she had gone up the stairs with him. Her eyes rolled into white as bend in hazardrous angles, falling down the stairs as a result.
“I will kill them all,” Valerick heard Zezi’s voice in his mind again.
He continued rushing upstairs, the darkness was pulling out of him making him weak, the fact that he hadn’t fed in the longest time making it worse.
“Zezi,” he tried to speak to her through their mindlink over and over again, but nothing was working. She kept repeating her intention to kill everyone and everything.
The darkness didn’t affect him, neither did it affect the twins; they seemed to be blissfully at peace, babbling away and finding something to take away from the other despite the chaos going on all around them.
They even found something to laugh about.
Zezi had to see this.
By the Blood, he had to stop her from killing this castle and everything she loved.
He should have been there when she had woken up. Right now, she must be afraid, she probably didn’t even understand what was going on around her. He had to be her serenity, just like she had been his.
He had to find her.
Now!
And so he did.
Standing in the middle of the room, her claws dripping with blood, her lips smeared with it, her eyes blue and wild like those of her wolf. She looked around as if to defend herself from whatever it was that would attack her.
Tears welled up in Valerick’s eyes, when the sound of her heartbeat made it to his ears.
She was awake. Standing before him, alive. Herself.
By the Blood, he had missed her.
“Zezi,” he finally spoke when he found his voice and she turned to him sharply, only to push him against the wall, her eyes now full of darkness, devoid of recognition, and wild with a deadly threat.
By the Blood, there was so much he—-
Wait.
Was it her?
It felt like she was the one but he knew of the tricks of his father and he knew that his father must know that he was too weak to fight right now. What if he was pretending? Was it he was using every connection he had with Zezi to manipulate him? Why wouldn’t she respond to him through their mindlink if it was truly her?
He wanted it to be her but he didn’t want to be fooled. Too much was at risk.
“My lo—-“ he began to speak when suddenly something possessed him and in his head rang the words of the bloodoath, a summon that couldn’t be disobeyed.
“It is your father,” Lord Rosil’s voice rang in his mind. “Kill him. Your bloodoath demands it!”
His vision blurred and when he blinked again, his father was all he could see.
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