Tales Of A Supreme Lord

Blood Bath Is Inevitable~

Marcus arrives back at his chambers, his face full of anger. The whole veins in his body popped up. His blood boiling in rage as he shoves down everything in his room, annihilating them. Grunting and yelling out like a madman.

His Vampire's eyes kept blazing with killing intent. His brownish hair sprouts all over his shoulder in disarray.

Zambo rushes into his chambers on hearing the crashing sound coming from inside.

Just outside of the chambers he witnessed the madness that went throughout the hallway. Including the wounded servants. 

Yet… he was yet again rendered speechless seeing the condition the chambers were in. The whole place is unrecognizable. He releases the breathing that he has been holding for a long time and swallows hard. His eyes fall on the broken items on the floor till it stops on Marcus who was standing with his back facing him with his two hands placed on the wall in front of him while breathing heavily. He could feel the cold aura coming from him. Touching him or calling him is like courting his death.

But still, 

He called him calmly in a gentle voice. Lowering his voice. "Your Eminence," Marcus ignores him, emitting more coldness. Zambo feels more troubled at the strange silence and steps close to him.

He outstretched his arm towards Marcus who kept emitting his Vamp auras. Just an inch before his hand could touch him, Zambo felt himself thrown to the wall by a massive force.

'Oh, Shit!... How could l forget so soon, that he was fathered by the strongest Vampire? Their powers go beyond rampage when angered'

Zambo reasoned himself. He can still feel the pain running through his back to his neck.

He groans in pain as he stands up and stretches his fractured neck. He didn't take long to heal because of his vampire abilities

He glances up at his Master, Marcus who still had his back facing him. "Your Eminence, get back to your senses." He called out to him again, but this time in a loud voice.

Marcus turns around to face him. His Vampire's eyes were visible enough and hypnotic at the same time. He groans, his hot breath filled with anger. He spread his palms wide open to reveal his long dark nails. His fangs slowly grow out from his mouth piercing his lips.

"There will only be one Vampire Lord." He declared in a cold tone.

"Zambo?" He called out as he glances up at him. "It's now or never. Assemble all my aids we are raiding tonight. Every child born of the vampires will be slaughtered." He added as he ordered while breathing hard.

His breathing, paving up and down.

The rage in him shocked Zambo. "Your Eminence!" Zambo called out to him. Marcus glared at him, his eyes filled with maliciousness.

"Do not alter my orders" Marcus said through gritted teeth. 

Zambo steps back a bit and knelt with his one leg up, his right arm across to his chest while bowing his head in cordial respect. "I Zambo, apologize for my insolence, Your Eminence!" Marcus didn't respond but groaned in rage.

Zambo stood up and left the room. He teleports to the front of the dark-looking cave. His vampire's eyes scampered through the corners of the caves. Not quite long, black figures who had their heads covered up in black hoods kept walking into the dark cave one after the other. They were emitting terrible energy.

The dark cave is shrouded with their evil Aura the moment they all assembled. The dark shadows encircle the middle of the cave, Zambo standing in their midst.

"It's tonight or never!" he bellows loud enough to shake the cave.

"Remember the order!, for our Eminence, we will kill every unborn child and all the babies born and fathered by the Vamp, none must be left alive!" Zambo recounted his eyes flaring up in fire. 

The black shadows knelt in sync with their hands Crossed to their chest "For His Eminence, We Eradicate Every Being On His Way!" They chant the words twice before rising on their feet.

They all turn their backs facing the entrance of the dark cave, a dark aura waffling into the air.

The shadow eyes turn into their mystical beings from the vampires, witches, and warlocks.

They saunter out of the cave in sync with the darkness, Zambo following behind them. 

"Remember!, to the people, Mergus is the mastermind," Zambo warns with an evil grin creeping on his face, Erupting into an evil laugh. The shadows disappear and move with speed to the paranormal. 

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The wind palpates in full force creating a strong typhoon clashing with the massive winter. 

Deep inside the woods, inside a dark cottage,

The eyes of the woman sleeping on a perched bed flick open as her pupils kept rotating in Agita.

She gets up from her bed with strong agility while breathing fast.

She rushed in front of the iron door that has the head of a human skull hanging on its front. She busts the door open with her usual strength and rushes inside and stands in front of her magical mirror breathing hard. 

She shook her head devastated,  her heart throbbing hard, her hand shaking, and sweat forming over her whole body. Looking into the mirror she feels bad energy mantled tonight.

"No!..." she screams out loud screeching. She stands in front of the red magical mirror and closes her eyes. Raising her shaky hands horizontally, she starts chanting strange words, dark smoke begins engulfing her and encircling her as more sweat conforms to her body.

She chants loudly at the top of her voice, her arms swirling sideways, dancing to strange music only she hears and understands. 

Tears stream down her eyes, the moment she opens up her eyes and stares into the red mirror. She sees the millions of dark shadows that were moving at immense speed into the meadows, and the seas everywhere around the mystic world.   

"Terror! Is Unavoidable, Blood Bath Of The Innocent Is Prevailing Tremendous!" she said holding her chest, tears streaming down her eyes. 

In her state of emotional chaos, a strange breeze hit her cottage bursting her windows open as it swung back and forth.

The wind howls in a strange sound, making her eyes flick uncontrollably as she notices the presence of another entity around her. She folds her palms together into a fist and stands on her guard, sweat streaking down from her neck.

The being seemed to be encircling her, whence she felt the presence of someone around her, turning her head to the opposite side of the intruder; she sees nothing but space. 

This continues to go on for some minutes. She walks towards the bloody mirror, her face expressionless. She raises her lips in a smug smile. Her eyes slowly darkening. 

She grabs the red ruby ring below the mirror and places it on her right thumb, rubbing it gently.