Chapter 33

TVS 2: The King
X A V I E R R E
"But dear-"
"Shut it and please stop calling me Your Majesty." I calmly said while scanning piles of paper here in my office. He was silent because of what I said. I didn't like his plan.
A war between us good vampires and bastards.
Yes.We are good but not as good as what you think. Those bastards are the ones who suck blood from humans.We good vampires, take animals' blood to survive, we even buy at hospitals.And I don't want to have a war between us again.Madadamay ang tao like what happened fifteen years ago.
"Leave." I ordered Vishnyr to obey immediately.
Vishnyr is my right hand.
A loyal follower to his king.I trust him the most because of the bond that connects the two of us. But his idea right now is something risky.As their king, I don't want to lose some of my people.
I walked into a room.
Weapon room.
Suddenly my attention was fixed on the arrows lined up on a table. Suddenly the woman I had seen in the past came to my mind.
Who is she? I wonder.
I left the weapon room.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" I turned to call me.
I prevented myself to punch this man now in front of me.Sinabi nang wag akong tatawaging kamahalan.I hate it.
"I said stop calling me by that." I said with authority.
"Yes Xavierre."
"Spill."
"A bad vampire was found in the woods earlier by food hunters. What are we going to do with him?"
"Punish him. Behead him."
"Xavierre will follow."
"Wait, I'll do it."
I have encountered many such problems and all of them had the same solution. I'm a very busy vampire so when that's the problem, the solution is immediate.
I'm done scanning tons of papers so I went to the dungeon.
When I entered, I saw a man lying on the cold floor. His hands and feet were bound.
A topless soon to be dead body, looked at the door where I am standing.
He's not weak either strong. He's probably tired. We can see the anger in his eyes. But I'm more angry than him.
I slowly walk towards him as my footsteps echoed inside the dungeon.
I aggressively grabbed his chin up as my nails dug deeper into his pale skin, making him groan in pain.
"There's no need for me to know your fucking name, you'll die anyway." I said in between my smirk emphasizing the word name.
What for? For those bastards to realize that beings as rude as them aren't a loss in the vampire community. Yes, I called it community and not kingdom even if there's a king. Sounds a bit funny but, we're vampires yet mad at vampires who suck blood from humans. They are not like us who know how to persevere in buying blood from the blood market. And we even suck bloods from animals.
I violently let go of his face to make him complain again.
Serves you right, idiot.
I went to the table on the other side of the dungeon where the ones used to kill the vampires were. I take a look at the weapons.
Knives? Does this thing be enough for him to suffer? Nope.
Aha! This! I lifted an ax.A beautiful yet dangerous ax. This one will do.
I returned to the place where the bastard lies. Holding the ax, I hear his pleading ... He begs me to revive him because he has children. Who is he? And he even dared to talk like that to me.
"This won't hurt you a bit, trust me." I said and mercilessly beheaded him. I could smell the pungent smell of his black blood flowing.
I picked the head.
Hmmm..Another collection of mine.
"Throw it in the tunnel." I ordered while pointing at the body, I knew that his body would dissolve quickly, there might be more ash spread here, I don't want my area to be polluted.
"The head will be at my collections." I added.
I'm the king, Xavierre Van Vladymir, my job is to take care of the good vampires' community. And it's really a big responsibility that I must handle. A problem like this isn't new to me.
One thing should be remembered and followed by my descendants and other creatures.
Never ever mess with the king of vampires.
You'll regret why you are born.
I headed my way to the collection room bringing the head with me.
I safely put it in the glass shelves. "There, you are number 101,242." I said as I labeled the head.
Yes, you read it right.
He's the 101,242nd head of bad vampires that I've collected in my entire 200 years of being the king. I was the one who cutted off their heads. Well, you can't blame me. All what I want is the best for this community.
I was appointed as the king when I was 50 years old. Matanda mang pakinggan but in human, the 50 year old me is equivalent to a 5 year old kid. I'm 249 now, turning 25 in human's age. For every 10 years in human, for vampires is only a year for us to age. That s how long we get older, it will take ten years before we see the change physically. At the age of 30 in human's age, we will stop aging. That means even if we reach 1000 or 10000 years old, what we look like once we reach the age of 330 for us vampires of course, our physical features will remain the same.
I have also been leading the vampire community for a long time. And yet I still don't have a queen that will help me run the community. I still can't find her.
I remembered the girl I saw in the woods who assassinated two vampires at a time. She seemed so powerful and smart at the same time. The title MY QUEEN suits her very well. But if she doesn't have the locket ... Liking her will still be useless.
But I have a feeling ... That he has the locket.
I left the room as well as my thoughts and headed my way back to the office, I should take a nap, even though sleep isn't necessary for us, vampires. I deserve some rest after cutting that bastard's head off.
To be continued...