Adventures In An Ero- Vampire Lord's Body

Thirst for power

"Are you positive it's not a wild goose chase again, Curtis?" A male voice of a 19 year old resonated, as the boy turned to his butler. Standing at the entrance of the villa Zaiden doubted the chances of success with a sigh.

"Yes, young master, I'm certain this time." The tall Eurasian man addressed the young lad as he stood behind his little silhouette, while they were clad in pizza delivery boy uniforms.

"Hmm," Zaiden droned, although he sounded unconvinced with the answer. Since there had been four failed attempts to find the royal blood vampires in New York city. "Let's see then." Zaiden, the child prodigy from the USA who had invested his life and brilliant brain cells to hunt down the royal vampires.

But why? Because his consistent hunt had a meaningful motive of robbing the heirloom from any royal family of vampires. The nature of it was unknown to him, but the rumour had been circulating that it could grant miracles.

He looked back at his butler Curtis who acknowledged the gesture, and slipped his hand into the pocket of his black jeans. Zaiden Rivers stepped aside to permit his butler to perform the job with his mammoth hands.

Curtis took out a weapon resembling an electroshock stun gun and placed it in front of the lock. Four sticky arms emerged out of it and the weapon stuck to the wooden door, with a thin needle in the centre to unlock the door without a noise.

"After you, master." The butler gave way to Zaiden, who settled his cap with a mischievous grin while walking inside.

"Pizza delivery." Zaiden acted professional as he strode inside the lounge only to see two young men in their twenties sitting carefree.

"How did you get in?" One of them shot up angrily as he spat and walked towards Zaiden. The latter one didn't flinch even slightest.

"Oh sir, the door was open." The young boy lied despite knowing they were stronger than him. Although they could not harm or injure Zaiden because of the obvious reasons.

"Mm. But why the fuck a kid is delivering the pizza?" The other man approached Zaiden to question. While his pal, with an irritated gaze, snatched the cold drink from the kid's hands.

"Oh, he is not alone. Apologies for walking in later, here are the chicken wings." Curtis deliberately delayed his appearance to place the auto lock on the door for future plans. The younger vampire took a few sips hurriedly.

When the older one reached the disposable bottle from him, and followed the action. Zaiden knew that everything would work per his calculations. Since living with humans caused the vampires to behave like one after centuries of mingling.

"How much is it?" The younger one demanded the total sum of the order, as the other took pizza and wings to put on the table. The window blinders were opened which didn't go unnoticed from Zaiden' sight. Vampires were immune to sunlight and garlic, negating all the baseless stereotypes from folklore.

Zaiden strode towards the sofa with a smirk, and sat down with his gaze in the direction of his nose. "I don't want the payment." The sudden switch of tone made the vampires suspicious of him.

"Then what the fuck do you want, huh? Candies? Take the money and get lost." The older one mocked and stomped the cash on the table. He waited for a moment expecting Zaiden would leave. But the boy cast an uninterested gaze upon the offered obvious money.

"Your family heirloom, the cursed one which grants power!" He spilled the beans by coming straight to the point. Time was running and he had to find the cure as fast as he could. One of the vampires lunged towards him with great speed.

"Who are you?" He reached for Zaiden's neck and applied pressure on the veins. But suddenly his breath grew heavier and the man released the boy's neck.

"Right on time." Zaiden cast a look at his expensive watch with a keen expression. Whereas the vampire fell on the floor wincing in pain. The calculated assumption of time was up presenting the results of his experiment.

"What did you do to my brother, you demon!" The younger vampire approached his brother with anxious gestures. And tried to hold the wincing man in his arms. Vampires were immortals unless killed by someone having a noble O blood group.

The whole vampiric bloodline was vulnerable in front of noble blood, healing attributes failed before an O blood group vampire. "Nothing much. I just mixed a little Holy water in that cold drink."

Zaiden answered his query which spooked the vampire. And he immediately stepped back from his brother, whose body had started to burn and degenerate. Whereas the butler stood there with an expressionless face. Although he was proud of his master, who came up with the plan.

"Why do you want the heirloom?" The younger vampire tried to sound confident, while Zaiden could sense the fear crawling within the layers of his skin. Because he too had a few sips from that particular drink.

"I'm quite surprised you are still delusional that you can negotiate." Zaiden threw a glare at him, which was quite an unusual gesture from a 19 years old.

"I don't have the heirloom. It was destroyed by our ancestors to prevent the powers from falling into wrong hands." The vampire immediately replied, reluctantly accepting his defeat in front of a human kid.

Zaiden looked at his watch counting the seconds to his death time. "Do you think you can satisfy me with that lie?" A serious expression graced his face, while the vampire knelt in front of him. The vampiric heirloom could cure any disease, grant miracles, even activate forbidden spells. Zaiden had been hunting down every vampire in the human world to possess it.

He knew that the chances were slim, as he saw the half rotten lifeless body of his brother on the floor. The degenerating corpse' eyes were wide open in horror. "I'm telling the truth, please. That's all I know, please don't kill me,"

He pleaded to the kid, who had been sitting stiffly on the sofa. The vampire's self esteem was crushed, all he wished was life now. "I know you have the antidote to revert the effect of Holy water."

A lopsided grin appeared on his face, while the butler stayed behind with his hands tucked above chest. He was fully amazed to see how his young master had predicted and developed the antidote beforehand.

"Clever but useless. As long as you are hesitant to tell me anything useful, I'm unable to save you." Zaiden patiently waited for a few moments for any fruitful response. But upon the silence from the vampire, he stood up while shoving his hands in the pocket.

"Well then your choice." He walked past the vampire, who was unable to move now. Excruciating pain engulfed his body forcing him to beg.

"W- wait," He called to stop Zaiden from leaving, while offering his services. "I can find you the list of families in the human realm, who still possess the heirlooms." There were tons of vampires around the globe to be Zaiden's next targets.

He didn't care what kind of powers they possessed, or how dangerous things could get. All Zaiden required was the power, the power to bring back the dead, to become the strongest of all. "You took too long to declare your loyalty to me." The infamous boy gave a sharp look to Curtis before leaving the villa.

"N- no, no, please...ack." The vampire on the edge of dying tried to make way with any kind of deal. Zaiden didn't bother to glance at the man. His body was giving a stench now, as his skin burnt and cheeks sunken.

"Tsk." Curtis looked down on him for putting him into the trouble for a failure once again. He glared at the pleading vampire with disgust. Before he could walk out of the house, the cunning butler placed a device looking like an ashtray on the table. A few moments later the whole house was on fire, black smoke appeared marking the defeat of vampires.