Jones reached his hand towards Leo's neck and ripped the chain from around his neck off. This allowed Leo to rip out of the rest of the chains by himself. Jones stuck out his hand and helped Leo on his feet. Leo started shivering. " It's cold!" Where the hell is my clothes!" Jones sighed. He walked towards the side of the door and saw a locked chest. Jones ripped the lock off the chest and opened it. Inside the chest contained old clothes from prisoners who died of starvation and sicknesses. Jones tossed the huddle of clothes at Leo. There." See if any of those clothes can fit you. Leo tried on all of the clothes and learned that some of them were too big and some were too tight. Leo didn't want to wear hefty clothes so he decided to wear tight clothes. The clothes he decided to whe were a long sleeve black shirt, long black pants, and red running shoes. Leo could barely lift his arms. Now since he had clothes to wear, he now wanted some food. " I sure am hungry." Jones gritted his jaws together and clenched his hands into fists. He felt like he was babysitting.
Fine." " I'll find something to eat around here." Jones started first scavenging through his pockets. He had nothing. He then teared up the dungeon and found some rock-hard bread. He walked up to Leo and tossed the rock-hard bread to him. Leo sniffed the bread and placed a very disgusted look on his face. " I can't eat this!" I want some meat!" I want something that'll stick to my ribs!" Something that will keep me full for hours!" Leo tossed the rock-hard bread over his shoulder. Jones started thinking. " Meat." Hmm." Meat." Jones then darted his eyes on the guards. Jones started laughing. Jones lunged towards one of the guards and ripped his neck out, causing blood to gush out of the guard's neck like a water fountain. There." Eat." Jones licked his lips and started snickering. Leo collapsed onto his neck and started sucking the blood from the guard until he got his full. Leo took his sharp fangs out of the guard's neck and closed his eyes so he could savor the flavor.
Originally Leo was disgusted by the sight of the blood. By now since he became a vampire every time he saw blood, he got excited and instantly got an adrenaline increase. The guard's blood tasted like cherry juice to Leo. Leo stood on his feet and started licking the remnants of blood off his fingers. He breathed heavily and placed a smile on his face. Jones started nodding. " There are you satisfied?" Leo burped and started smacking his stomach. " Yes." I sure am." Good now, let's go." When Jones was about to go towards the front door of the dungeon room, the hugely heavy door slowly creaked open. There was an unexpected visitor who came to talk to Leo. The person revealed their face when they entered.
It was Rozier who held a fruit basket in his hand requested by Queen Ariel to give to Leo. When Rozier saw what was going on, he raised his eyebrow. " Hmm." What's going on here?" Jones slowly backed up and folded his arms. " Nothing." I was simply removing the prisoner from his cell." Like damn, the boy is only 7 years old." He doesn't need to be treated like a criminal." Rozier tossed the fruit basket to the side and sighed. " If Queen Ariel really wanted to punish the prisoner she would of have him thrown into The Black Prison." There's no reason to exaggerate. Rozier looked behind Jones and saw the dead bodies on the ground.
This seems like an inside job to me." So tell me really." What's going on here?" Jones didn't answer. Instead, he darted his eyes towards Leo and nodded. What most people didn't know was that vampires could speak telepathically with each other in order to plot against people and didn't want them to know about it. He carefully told Leo to take cover as he was going to execute a vampire technique he liked to call The Red Strike. Jones immediately ran towards Rozier who had a serious expression on his face. He turned his fingernails into claws and tried to stab Rozier. Rozier quickly reacted and grabbed Jones's hand and crushed it, causing Jones to let out a very loud and painful scream. " You bastard!" yelled Jones.
Rozier carefully examined Jones and noticed the tattoo on the back of his neck. " Ah." I know who you are." You're The Claw aren't you?" Jones jumped back and said: What the hell are you talking about?" Rozier snickered and sucked his teeth." Don't play dumb with me." Don't act like you don't know." I recognize that tattoo or is it a birthmark?" Tell me?" Leo came from around the corner and said: What?" You're The Claw?" All Jones did was look at Leo with a dull expression on his face and didn't answer." He darted his attention back towards Rozier and tried to blindside him. Unluckily Rozier caught on at the last moment. Rozier pulled out a dagger from behind his waist and slit Jone's throat.
Blood splashed into Rozier's face." Jones stumbled down to his knees and clutched his neck. Rozier started shaking his head. " You are very stupid." I have my guard up always." Jones's neck was miraculously healing. As he grew angry he started mutating. As Rozier learned this, he started smiling. " Yes." Show him who you are, Jones." Jones morphed into the vampire-werewolf hybrid that stood up to 10 feet tall weighing 120 pounds. He tackled Rozier causing him to go flying through the door.
Rozier smacked into the wall and coughed up blood, bruising a couple of his ribs. Jones then perched over Rozier, driving his claws into Rozier's arms trying to pin him down. Rozier endured the pain. Jones opened his mouth, revealing his long and sharp teeth that had droll running down them. Jones was too strong. He then leaned in to rip a chunk out of his neck.