Total darkness filled the whole house as the power supply went off all of a sudden. The only silhouette that could be seen was the dark mass gathering again in the middle of the room. It was so massive and tall that it seemed like a giant was forming out of it. The witches rallied together and a spark of fire ignited above them to conquer the dark. Light could be seen from afar but the immediate environment of Damien’s house was as dark as the void itself. “I will purge you abominations from this earth!” came the terrifying voice of Ulric as the darkness swirled around the lights and they all went out again. One of the witches screeched, and by the time the magic light was lit again, she could be seen grabbing her throat, as blood poured out of her mouth and sunken eyes. “We need to take this motherfucker out!” Liam shouted and the rest were right with him. Damien took the lead as they charged the dark mass again. Damien released the orb and every protective substance he had in t
Months Later...Damien stood in the palace of Santa Eyre. He was looking down through a concealed portico at the people down in the palace waiting room.The creme de la creme of Santa Eyre was down there. All of them were waiting for him to see them on one issue or the other. It had been the routine for Damien for the past months now. There had been a lot to deal with, after their encounter with Ulric. The King's burial had been an international affair. King Saldus had been a very influential and well-beloved king. Presidents of countries, well-known CEOs all over the world, and dignitaries from different continents were in Santa Eyre, for days, to celebrate the dead king.They all believed that the king had died peacefully in his sleep. Only Damien and his inner circle knew that there was more to the king's death. There had been a dark essence to his chakras. Damien still couldn't come to terms with how much Ulric took from them. The call Allan received after the battle with Ulric,
High up on the mountain of Kiarra lays a sacred temple, resplendent in its glory yet invisible to the human eyes. The raw energy shimmering off it was palpable that even the ever-present fogs in the forest that surrounded mountain Kiarra itself peeled back from the temple as if afraid of what it housed. The forest was alive with movements, chirpings and glorious calls of one mate to the other yet the sacred temple had a stillness to it.The forked entrance beckoned on the bold to approach it as only few would dare venture into it unsummon. The Temple of Awakening.Kostos, the 10th generation ancestors of all vampires stood deep in the temple that had the ambience of a cave with its still airs and plopping sounds that rumbled throughout the structure even though no dripping could be found.His bloodred robe, trimmed with the most exquisite gold pattern billowed in the still air as he summoned the one who waited in the temple for ages.In an ancient language, he called forth “Saum nabr
The least of Damianus’ power was the fact that he could teleport as simply as he could blink. He knew that would have been the easiest thing to do to get himself from where he was to where he wanted to be, the world of humans. Yet he decided to apply caution since he have no idea if they would frown upon suddenly seeing him in their midst. Since he had no idea of a particular location to put his mind on when he teleported, he knew he could appear at any random place.What if he appeared amidst a crowd?“That would be inconvenient to explain” he smiled to himself on his way down the mountain.For a vampire who was used to simply getting himself to wherever he wanted to be by conjuring it in his mind, having to deal with the rocky path down the eerie-looking mountain was a bit inconvenient.Still, he made do. After all, he had the super speed to help smooth his journey.Damianus had not been marvelled by the changes he saw as he came down the mountain as it was just a little bit differ
Damianus was surprised when the youngest of the two beautiful girls, who were standing prettily while men admired them, stalked towards him with anger distorting her beautiful face. On close look, he could see that her eyes were filled with fury and before he could comprehend what was happening, she raised her hand to slap him!“What?!” Damianus thought in confusion as he automatically dodged her swinging hand.The speed with which he had been able to dodge her slap infuriated Sybil. In truth, Damianus did not think of it but being an original had its perks after all and he need not stress himself to teleport.In truth, he could break her in half if he so wished but in his confusion, he did not even think of hurting her or not. He merely wondered what he had done for the pretty girl he saw laughing a while ago to want to hit him.A human girl for that matter. Damianus almost laughed aloud at the impertinence but he could see that the girl was not amused at all as she turned to him aga
Intending not to risk what had happened before or any other distraction that could delay him from where he was going, Damianus cast a spell on himself that made him invisible to human eyes. Since they couldn’t see him anyway and couldn’t be shocked by whatever he did, he decided to teleport to his destination.The Grand Palace of Santa Eyre.Santa Eyre practised the monarchical system of government. It had been so since the inception of the city back when it was but a town and other cities used the executive form of government, The Great king of Santa Eyre, King Saldus Kovarick was the current ruler of the state. His power was like that of a governor who doubled as a monarch. Kovarick is a powerful ruler. More powerful than the richest family in the city, The Macmillan.The great wealth and affluence of the king could be seen in his majestic palace made mostly of gold, what was not made of gold was substituted with expensive bronze, iron ore and brass. After all only the best could fi
“Did you hear that, Rey? Call out the leader for me” one of them mimicked Damianus’ distinct accent. Damianus decided that he had enough and since he had no intention of tearing the idiot kids from limb to limb for their rudeness, he turned towards the inner chamber. “Cain Barlan” he called without raising his voice. The “boys' ' eyes widened in fear and their faces whitened. They saw that he did not raise his voice yet the sound of his voice resounded in their minds and they could hear the echoes of it deep in the base of their homes. Before they could get out of their shocked state to say anything, elders of the clan and others started coming out of the entrance behind them. When gates were pulled open, a glimpse behind them indicated that a whole dwelling had been carved underground beneath the backyard of the grand palace. A dwelling the human had no idea of nor could most of them believe possible for anyone. The dwellers are not just anyone though. They are the vampires of th
“Oh come now. There is no need for such ceremony between us” Damianus said with a smile then as if he just remembered something, he clicked his fingers “Oh, get up, get up”They all stood.“Thank you, Origin leader,” Michael said and they all echoed the same thing.“That is such a mouthful, don’t you think?” he said with his eyes on the leader, who looked back at him incomprehensively.“The title, I mean” Damianus clarified “Damianus”“No, I am not…oh” Michael looked at him as comprehension dawned “You are Damianus”“Yes, the name I was born with. Let us dispense with the formalities and I will take the liberty of calling you, Michael. Is that fine?”“Of course, Or… erm, Damianus,” he said, the strange name sounding awkward to his ears as he pronounced it.Damianus tilted his head as if considering something “Listening to you call the name made it seem like it is a mouthful too” he smiled before turning towards the young vampires who were rude to him earlier.The smile on his face was