“And where have you been?” Damien was not surprised when she barged into his chamber with that question. Flung her backpack aside as she glared at him like she would like to have his head on a pike. He knew she was coming up. He knew even before she got down from her car he was amazed by how attuned he was to her even now. Just as he knew that she was anxious that he had left and afraid of what else he had up his sleeve yet her stance betrayed nothing of her inner turmoil. Her head was held proudly like the royalty that she was as she raised her eyebrows at him in question like the royalty that she was.“You mean before now?” he asked with a shrug. “I was at the school helping you with…” he trailed off when her glare sharpened “Oh that,” he said with an innocent look as if he just remembered what she was asking. He almost laughed out loud at the way her eyes only narrowed more. “I had to go away,” he said, some of his gaiety absent.“You had to… and you couldn’t say anything?” she
The moment he was able to leave the King’s presence, the first thing Damien did was rush off towards the kitchens. The protocol officer met him on the way and gave him an askance look. “What may I do for you, young man?” the elderly protocol officer said with an unhidden sneer on his face. “Young man?” Damien thought with rancour. He would have loved to tell the pompous man that this “Young man” was seven times as old as him but then he doubted if the idiot would have believed him. So why bother, right?“I am looking for someone,” Damien said as he looked over the man’s shoulder towards the kitchen where he could hear the bustle of busy hands and feet. He could see some of them moving briskly from one spot to the other with one steaming something or the ther in their hands.“Erm, erm” the protocol officer cleared his throat, forcing Damien’s attention back to him. He stood straighter as he readjusted his green and gold uniform that has a kind of striped rope around the shoulder. Dam
“I am working here. I would have you know that whatever I am doing here is none of your business! Stay away from me before you make me lose my job!” she snapped at him. Looking around the hallway to be certain that nobody had seen them together.“None of my business? I think I should tell you that I have grown quite allergic to that statement lately. If I am here, then I am sure that it is my business, don’t you think?” he said with a tilt of his head, the amused expression still on his face.“I don’t have to tell you…” she paused her statement as she gave him an assessing look. “You have changed,” she said.“Another statement that I am sure that I will be immune to soon as well. Mind to tell me just how much I have changed?” he asked in a conversational tone though his expression was suddenly laced with steel. Morgan nee Mary swallowed audibly before she said “Confidence. You are more confident than you were. And…and…there is something else different about you too. I can’t put my fi
It was always different every time he went there. Something new was always going on in The Abode whenever he went there. The underground city that Michael and his two-generation before him had created and nurtured had become a megacity with a lot of the latest infrastructures as time goes on. The architectural skills of Michael Barlan had a renowned impact on the layout of the city. Damien could remember being amazed by all that had been accomplished in the haven that had been created for the willing vampires after the Big Chaos. Lately, Mathew, the artist brother of the New Order clan, who had not shown much interest in the administration of the clan had actively started participating in the affairs of the clan just like his brother. His artistic creations could be seen in the murals of some of the new architectures that had been erected since Damien came to this new world. The new school that had just been built for the vamp kids was a sign of his participation. “You mean Mathew
Damien felt he shouldn’t be so surprised by the fact that everyone was talking about how different he was. He felt different. Everything looks different to him as well. Not physically different as well but a new kind of different. It was as if he had been viewing things through a dirty film before and it was just wiped clean now. Th smells were more alluring o him. The human’s unforgettable scents. That scent that brought to mind the satisfaction of a thirst so unlike another.As Damien drank his soda and listen to the sounds and movements of the palace workers, he knew all he had to do was reach out and take all he wanted. Not that he had to be afraid that they would tell anyway. He could do it and convince them that it was nothing unusual. He could feed off them from spots that no one else would be aware of. He could do a whole lot of things and get away with them too. He could do all those yet something was holding him back. Could it be the feeling that the princess would know some
Damien felt a kind of deja vu when a fist almost slammed into his face just as he was coming out of the restroom. He moved at the last second and the owner of the fist yelled out in pain as his hand rapped against the door frame.“Son of a bitch!” Cade shouted as he gave Damien a deadly stare. “Oh, you are so dead now!” Cade shouted as he rushed Damien. He expected to pin him to the wall where Dmaien stood, looking innocent as Cade's followers looked down at him with simultaneous shouts of “Oh” but then Damien moved again and Cade rammed his shoulder against the wall where Damien was standing seconds ago.Some of his followers found it hard to hold their laughter back, they snickered and the others looked at Damein in awe as they wondered how he had been able to move that fast.What are you idiots gaping at? Hit him!” Cade shouted in pained anger as he spatted blood out of his mouth. Damien looked away from the crimson on the floor as he saw the boys gauge what Cade said. As if they j
When Ashton limped out from the restroom area much later, accompanied by the two PT members, his bodyguards rushed towards him in regret. His classmates looked at him in appall."What could have happened to the untouchable Ashton?" was the thoughts in their mind.And when they asked the inevitable questions of what happened to him, the three of them had no idea of what to say. Confusion was written over their faces as they looked at each other before Zack snapped at the girls to move away.A teacher saw him and rushed towards him with a whitened face "What happened to you, young master? Who did this to you?"Ashton's limp was pronounced and his always impeccable look was messed up. He looked like something that was tossed into a churning machine and spat out midway. His hair was messy. His shirt untucked. His tie askew and one of his eyes were bloodshot but then no visible injury or blood stain could be seen on him. It was as if he was methodically and carefully beaten up without any e
Damien went straight home. And just like a man on a mission, he headed towards the staff quarters. She said she would come to him but then he doubted if her time and his would ever correlate.She might be gone again, for all he knew. He was not going to give her time to go far before he caught up with her. She was going to give him the answers he needed. Then he would search for his next link. He needed to get his move on. He had done enough of waiting and learning. He was going to start acting and learning now. He couldn’t find her anywhere. He had activated his invisible mechanism to avoid any unnecessary questions that might piss him off or distract him.“Where the hell was she?” he thought in anger as he went in and out of the kitchen, laundry room and other places yet he couldn’t find her. Yet, he was sure that she was still there. Not that he could feel her the way he could feel the princess. It wasn’t that at all. It was more like a sensation. He sensed that she was still in t