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
“And where do you think you are going?” Princess Isabella asked in a sharp tone as Damien made to leave the room. Damien turned back to her with a shrug “To my chamber” He smiled when she raised her eyebrows in question. “I figured since my duties are done here, I will leave you, ladies, to your… discussion,” he said as he pointed at the morose-looking Morgan. A gesture that earned him a glare that she quickly masked before the princess looked at her. “You figured? You figured after causing all these messes?” Princess Isabella snapped at him. “And would you…” she looked back at the door and reduced the volume of her voice “Would you change whatever it is that is making you invisible to others?” Damien shrugged “Why should I? You can see me” Then he turned to Morgan “She can see me, too” “No!” Morgan denied vehemently, looking away as Isabella looked at her “I can’t see you” she said more quietly. “Ah,” Jason said with a playful tilt of his head “Then I guess it was just my guess
“She knew my mum” Damien was befuddled by the forlorn tone that the princess used as she entered the room, leaving Damien by the door. He was not confused for long though because he soon realized the reason for her sadness. It wasn’t a secret that the queen, her mother was dead after all. Damien rubbed the sleep from his eyes and looked at the clock. It was 01:09 am already. He wondered how long the girls had discussed if the princess was just coming back by that time. He could imagine his legs going numb from all the wait if he had stood behind that door trying to listen in on their conversations. She already sat on the couch, staring into space as if she couldn’t hear him as he came to stand in front of her. Damien knew that she was aware though and he wondered why she looked so spooked or…he had no idea what to call it but she was not the girl he had come to know. “Are you okay?” he asked though even if could imagine how stupid that sounded since she certainly did not look fi
“I have powers too”Damien wondered why it had been too difficult for him to tell her what he was. For all his newfound confidence and boldness, he still couldn’t boldly tell her that he was a vampire. He doubted if she even had any idea of what the word meant.She was silent for a while after he said what he said and he expected that she would lash out at him so but she merely stood up wearily and told him that she was going to bed.Damien was so surprised that he said “What about…” He grew silent though as he thought of the fact that she was giving him an easy way to back out and here he was about to throw away her offer again.“What about what?” she looked back at him and asked when he didn’t say anything again.“Oh, never mind,” he said quickly. “Go ahead and have a good sleep. I am sure that you would be better by tomorrow” She gave him an undecipherable look before heading towards the door. Damien quickly ran forward to open the door for her. Without a word, she went out and Da