“Oh shit!” Sky said when he realised that it had started already. He had thought he would at least be able to get back to the Abode to inform Michael about what happened and asked about what could be done.Though Sky felt that these people deserve whatever was coming to them for their arrogance and nasty behaviours but he knew that Michael would frown upon any violence started by him, especially in a place like a school.And now this? He deliberately tamped down the anger that was threatening to erupt in him as he vaguely heard Damien ask him something. He had no idea what he said though as he turned aside to look at him.Damien shook his head at him as he must have detected the turmoil going through Sky’s system. Sky nodded briefly as he tried to bring himself under control. He knew what Damien had seen. The New Order clan vampires had been trained to live below the radar for years and they had learnt to curb their hunger and urges in order not to attract attention to themselves. Th
“Why would you do that? Of course not! Why should we run away from those punk heads? I am not a coward and I…” Sky trailed off when he saw the look on Michael’s face and he knew that it had to do with the way he was addressing Damien. He had become so used to the leader in the past weeks that he did indeed forget that it was a privilege for them to even have him with them at all in this world and how it was unacceptable for any of them to speak to the latter the way he was. The anger he was trying so hard to keep on a leash had just got the better of him when he heard what Damien said. He realised his mistake when he saw the stormy look on Michael’s face and he cleared his throat before saying “What I meant was that, leader, you shouldn’t…” “Damien” Damien corrected him immediately even though his back was to the other occupants in the room as he looked out the window. The sky looked briefly at Michael’s face before nodding slightly as he proceeded “Damien, I mean you shouldn’t be
Damien realised that he could have asked for a loan from Michael so he could take one of those small, blue vehicles called a cab on his way back to the Macmillan’s. Since going back would only cause more delay and make him later than he already was. He quickly made himself invisible to the human’s eyes from The Abode’s gate so he could use his full speed.He had not expected to be distracted while passing through the courtyard. He saw a lovely, young lady he had never seen before since he had been given the courtyard of the magnificent palace whose occupants and all the multitude of workers there had no idea of what was beyond it.The young lady sat in a regal chair made of gold just like many things in the palace of King Saldus, the Great. Damien was amazed by the long line of finely dressed men on the other side of the pavilion where she sat. The men were all dressed in fineries and Damien could see that some of them were foreigners with the way they were dressed and even the way th
“What?” Damien thought in surprise as he was sure that no human was supposed to see him in this form.She took a step forward towards his direction. Just as Damien heard one of the men directly on his other side ask hopefully “Are you talking to….”Damien didn’t wait to listen to the rest as he quickly drew on his rarely used power that tends to take much out of his reserve - he vanished from that place in case she had truly seen him!Did she truly see him? The disturbing thought was on his mind on his way back! He set the upsetting thought that his power might truly be waning aside when he got to the Macmillan’s land and he intended to quickly sneak into his allotted room to change his school uniform before he would seek out the head gardener for whatever the man had planned for him because of his late coming.Little did he know that upon entering his almost bare room; which was scruffy, the poor condition was more glaring as a result of the sun penetrating through the small window;
“Why are the two of you looking at me like that?” Andrea said immediately she stopped laughing.“Nothing, Miss Andrea. Can I….”“Get out!” she snapped at HG Salem.The man hurriedly turned to leave then turned back to her “Ehm, Miss Andrea, about telling….”“I will not tell you,” she said with an almost angelic smile before she skipped over to the bed to pick up her textbook, which she flipped through without looking up at the man again.HG Salem shuffled his feet for a while before beating a hasty retreat. His confusion and fear were so palpable that Damien did not even have to try hard to pick up on them. That great was his terror as he left that he believed that day might be his last with the Macmillans.Damien could almost feel sorry for him as he caught his boot against the edge of his door in his hurried state. Almost. Andrea looked up at him the moment HG Salem left and she looked around as if looking for where to sit.The table that HG Salem had his leg on minutes ago was the
An hour agoShe had seen him!Isabella Astrid Kovarick, the princess and only daughter of King Saldus, the Great was sure that she did not see things nor was she going crazy as she had said to herself most times in the past weeks when she started seeing the strange visions.No, he was standing right there in flesh and blood. She could still remember the way his eyes widened a bit when she pointed at him. She was sure that she did not conjure him up or just overthinking as Marilyn would say. No, she had seen him standing there in the courtyard. He was a lot different from the boorish, pretentious men who were pretending and trying so hard to show her that they were ther because of her and not because of what her father had to offer.He was there amidst all that chocking gaudy, peacockish dress and he was just in a dirty-looking uniform? The shock of his appearance had been the main reason why she had pointed her hand at him like that so recklessly.Something she wouldn’t have done on a
The HG didn’t assign any job for Damien the following day.“Just get out of my sight!” was what he snapped at Damien when the latter went to him later for instructions. “Don’t let me see your face tomorrow morning too!”Damien had no idea if this was the worst news or not but he knew that he couldn’t stay for long in the man’s office so he quickly thanked him and was about to leave when the man said fretfully “You had better let your backer know that too. You will be held responsible if I lose my job!” he said in a near-yell.Damien quickly left before the man would change his mind and came up with something else again.“Why is it so hard to communicate with these people?” he thought on his way back to his room as he remembered the session he just had with Andrea which he had luckily came through unscathed and without getting her angry. Also, an important discovery too that he had not dared to confirm from the girl yet.After the panicked moment of how he was going to explain the fact
As it happened, he was unable to ask Andrea about his suspicion anyway.The moment she completed the assignment, she thrust it under Damien’s nose with an imperative “Look at it! I did it myself”Damien had barely had the time to check out the alien equations before she closed her notebook back, tucked the textbook underneath her armpit and skated out of the room. With a shout of “This room is yuck!” she was gone and Damien realised that he truly did not even want the answer to that question. What was the name that her friend always call her? He tried to remember as he could see the girl’s fiery eyes in his mind’s eyes as she was always glaring or scowling at him. Damien couldn’t remember ever seeing her without her customary angry look.He sat on his bed for a while in thought. “She must not know” was the litany that was running through his mind. He was certain that if she know that he worked for them, she would certainly make sure that he lost that job immediately. He imagined tha
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,
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
Everyone in the room looked at each other as the mocking voice of the man they all knew, had heard of, and heard of resounded throughout the house. The distortion to his voice was horrid and the frightening element in it was only causing more fear in those around. Only the leaders were still stoic. The soldiers were half paralysed with fright as King Saldus went on and on to describe explicit ways that they would all be obliterated that night. Exactly at 11:58 pm, the voice stopped talking and Isabella’s phone exploded right there in the middle of the room. It was charred beyond recognition. A blast of wind rocked the shingles of the house. Suddenly, the witches all exclaimed “Stench of the underworld” A knock sounded at the door at exactly 12:00 am. They all looked at each other and beneath the bravado, was a hint of apprehension. They all knew that they might not come out of this alive. Still, the witches flung the door open by magic and someone tumbled inside. Even as everyone
Sky did not wake up immediately. Morgan tried to wake him up but she eventually looked up at Damien and others. “I think he used up his vitality. Ulric did something else with Sky that he had never done with any other host before. He used him up. He might…he might never wake up” she said with a sigh of defeat. “No, no. that is not possible. Do something leader. You have to do something!” Michael said in desperation. Damien knew that but then he thought of the fact that Ulric might want to use Sky’s condition as a distraction for them while he strike from elsewhere. Damien was the head of the group and their link make them strong together, just as he make them vulnerable together as well. If Damien was caught in the realm while trying to heal Sky, any damage done to him at that moment will affect the whole group as well. He was sure that Ulric had a plan to do something to them while they were trying to heal Sky. Though it was difficult for him to do; he had to ask “How long can he
“You changed her?” Michael confronted Damien the moment he got back to the house. He had to teleport Laura back with him since she was still very much out of it. He had just placed her in his room, where Morgan and Isabella were keeping an eye on her when Michael confronted him just as he came out of his suite.Here we go. He thought. Anger welled in him for the reminder of his guilt. He respected Micahel for being a stickler for rules but at the moment, he did not care to be reminded that he had failed to protect his woman. He did not need the clan leader to rub more salt unto his wound. Not at all.“If you have a thing to say, just say it,” Damien said as he bypassed Michael on his way to the main floor.“If I…” Michael paused in disbelief then he lengthened his stride to meet up with that Damien. “If I have a thing to say? We never change humans. You know how precarious they could be and you went to turn one of them?”“She is one of us now,” Damien said as he turned back to face hi
Sybill Macmillan couldn’t believe what was happening! When Andrea called her to inform her, she thought that her bratty sister was just acting up. Truth be said, Andrea didn’t appear as bratty as she used to be. Sybill felt it must have to do with the fact that she didn’t have to see her daily anymore. It had all started long before Sybll left for school. Andrea had capitalised on her invitation to the palace by the king, an invitation orchestrated by that nobody. Damien. Sybill still couldn’t think of him without distaste in her mouth but she didn’t dare say any of her thoughts aloud.Who could have thought that a mere gawking, gardener? A good-for-nothing would turn out to be a prince. A referred prince for that matter that the whole of Santa Eyre and its environs had become submissive to. Sybill snorted as she remembered the rumour she had once heard that the king intended to pass the throne to Damien. Sybill doubted if the king would be so dumb to do such a thing. Why would a man
Laura’s awakening was messy, to say the least. She woke up hours later feeling disoriented, groggy and out of it. It took her a while to recognise Damien. Then she blurted out “I love you” thoughtlessly. In the next moment, she was shouting bout feeling so thirsty, then she started pulling at her hair and agitating about hating her skin. Her clothes felt too tight. Her head hurt and she felt like she would die if she did not eat something.Damien knew what was happening. Despite how much he wanted to ignore it, the inevitable couldn’t be denied. Laura had become a vampire and if he did not do something about it, she would die within the first hour of her awakening. He tried to talk to her during that moment to see if she would rather choose to die than become a fully-formed vampire, yet it was like singing a lullaby to a deaf kid. She could hear him. She seemed to have some iota of consciousness but she was not comprehending what he was saying.“Okay, okay. Can I eat now?” was the ans
It finally dawned on Damien why Sky/Ulric wanted him to see him draining the life out of Laura. It was just so he could make a difficult decision or live eternally with the guilt of causing the death of the girl that he only belatedly realized he loved. Tears trailed down Morgan’s face as she stood up. “It is no use. I…I can’t do it. There is nothing to draw from. I can’t heal her.” She spread her bloodied hands to the sides as anguish soaked her voice. “My hands are filled with her blood, and I can’t bring her back. I was supposed to be better than this”“Now, now. You shouldn’t beat yourself up, A Ghra. This is not your fault” he looked straight at Damien over Morgan’s head “This mess was not for you to sort”“What the hell did you just call me? How can you be so cold and glib right now?” Morgan lashed out at him. “An innocent girl is dying for God’s sake. She did nothing wrong! She is dying and there is nothing I can do. That… bastard drained her lifeblood. He wanted us to watch h
Laura called him in the wee hours of the following morning. He almost couldn’t believe his eyes as the true caller on his phone identified the number. The call brought back the memory of the kiss they had shared and the messy feelings that seemed to take hold of him whenever he heard her name or that of anyone related to her. “Laura?” he called her name like a question. “You are…”“Awwn, isn’t this sweet?” everything stilled inside Damien as he heard Sky’s voice. Fuck it! He yelled in his mind, knowing immediately that damage had been done. If not, why would…Laura!“What have you done to her, Ulric?” Damien asked instantly.“Ulric? Who is that? There is only your buddy, Sky, here. Remember me?” Sky’s horrid tone said over the phone.Damien quelled all forms of imagination that wanted to come to his head about what could have happened to her as he said calmly “She has nothing to do with this. I thought you were said to be a wise man. Surely, you must know that she is a human and she i