Five Years Later~ Paris's POV:
"Just inside," Laurence whispered to us. "The Belgium King is just inside. He managed to kill his son when his son attempted to rise up in our revolution. We'll have him to take out before we take down your parents Richard." Laurence, Richard, Dante, Val, Alexander, Victor, Reuben, and I were standing outside of a castle's wall with our army behind us to assist us in our raid. Richard nodded to him then frowned before he looked towards the castle walls.
"He killed his own son?" He asked then clenched his jaw. Victor chuckled.
"My parents tried to kill me when I killed them. Of course, our parents are going to try to kill us," Victor told him and smirked. "It's kill or be killed now." Dante held Reuben close then kissed his cheek, looking towards him.
"Stay close to me, okay? I don't want you to get hurt during this," he purred softly to him. Alexander looked the walls over then looked at Val.
"Do you want me to win this for you easily?" He asked her and crossed his arms.
"No. That's cheating. We all want a kill out of this. That bastard is going to see his kingdom die and then die a painful death," she hissed out.
"Let's go in then," I whispered.
"Don't leave my side," Reuben whispered to Dante and gripped his shirt.
"Let's go! This will be one of the last major fights," Laurence said and suddenly the lights in the castle went out. "I cut the lights out with my shadows. Sneak in and try not to be heard." Richard nodded then smirked before he drew his sword and started to go towards the castle. I heard Victor laugh before he drew his knife and disappeared, teleporting inside. I drew my sword and followed Richard to do the same. Dante followed behind us, holding Reuben close. Reuben pulled out a sword and followed us with a cautious look. I frowned before following Richard again. I hope we get this done quick. I could already smell the blood inside that was being exposed from flesh wounds. I saw the court was already littered with corpses with Victor sitting on a fountain in the center, licking the blood off his knife with a purr, watching us come in.
"I left the inside of the castle intact for us all to play in," he told us and smirked. I tsked. They always take the kills from me. Him... Dante... Richard... Alex. I twitched my eyebrow and glanced over my shoulder at Dante.
"Victor..." Richard muttered. He sighed then looked behind us at the army then snapped his fingers. "Get them boys~" He purred and watched as the army rushed towards the entrance and went inside. I heard battle after a few seconds as the screams of dying vampires reached my ears. Richard hummed and stepped towards the door lightly before he went inside. "YOUR TIME HAS COME! PRAY FOR YOUR SINS!" Dante smirked.
"I trained him well," he purred and then disappeared with Reuben. Victor's lips slowly curled up into a smirk before I saw a gleam in his eyes and he disappeared from the fountain as well, ditching us as they all went inside to get them. I groaned and ran into the castle. They need to quit leaving me behind! I ran for the entrance and got inside before I eyed over my surroundings. They could at least let me have a kill. Dante, Victor, and Alex are so not allowed to come battle with me when I defeat my parents. I saw Dante holding Reuben close as he used his other hand to fight off those coming after them, looking around as he moved Reuben behind him protectively and guarded him. Victor was running through a crowd of guards, laughing as he slashed at their throats with his fangs exposed. Richard kicked somebody down a set of stairs then looked over the scene with a smirk as his eyes glowed red. He grabbed someone and stabbed them in the gut before he bit into them viciously and shoved them away, going towards another to kill. He slammed another guard down the stairs, knocking down five more before he grinned and slid down the railing before he walked up and tossed his sword, exposing his fangs before he snatched one of them up and tore into the armor with his hands and bit into the guard's neck, devouring him. I watched him and raised an eyebrow before I headed up the stairs to find the king's bed chambers since the others were busy doing the hard work. I heard Richard's footsteps coming after me quickly, picking up his sword as he purred and got by my side.
"Are you ready?" He purred to me and licked his lips clean.
"Born ready," I told him as I eyed the hall down. "Smell out the king," I muttered. "We'll get him in his bed chambers before he realizes what's happening out here."
"Alright~" He sniffed the air before he led me down a few halls then kicked a pair of double doors open. He laughed as a man sat up in the bed quickly, pulling a woman in the bed close to him protectively. "There we are~ The Belgium King. I heard you killed your own son, you heartless monster," Richard hissed then moved across the floors quickly. The man narrowed his eyes and got up, snatching a knife out from under the pillow then stabbed Richard who groaned. Richard narrowed his eyes then exposed his fangs before he bit down into him then yanked him away from the bed, throwing him across the room as he ripped the knife out of his chest. He eyed his wound over then started for the man, but the man disappeared then reappeared behind him, grabbing Richard by the head and slammed him down into the end table by the bed. Groaning, Richard kicked the man's feet out from under him then slammed his foot down into the man's chest and stabbed the sword into him quickly, hitting the king's stone then looked towards the woman as she screamed as her husband dissolved into nothing but ash and bones. Richard snatched her out of the bed then bit into her as she cried out then started to drain her, pushing her down onto the bed as he pinned her and sunk his fangs in deeper. He tore a chunk out then spat it out before he licked the blood up hungrily. I leaned up against the door's entrance as I watched him. He's so strong I do believe he can kill his parents.
"You can do it," I told him. "You're ready to take on your mom and dad." He glanced at me from her neck as she trembled then licked his lips as his eyes flashed red then he looked back at her neck and bit in harshly, giving a slight moan from the fresh pureblood blood. I heard footsteps from behind me then that weren't recognizable. I turned around quickly and brought my sword up quickly before it stabbed into a running body. A girl around our age. She froze up and widened her eyes before she spit up blood and fell down- grabbing at my sword with her free hands and cut herself. I frowned and saw her eyes look behind me as they teared up.
"MOM! DAD!" She yelled out and trembled. I twisted my sword a little and watched as blood gushed out of her mouth and wound. She's a princess. Richard sat up in the bed and looked towards me then at her before he licked his lips clean and ripped out the woman's stone, crushing it. He got up slowly and came up behind me, looking down at her.
"Paris," he purred in my ear. "If you're going to kill her... you know you have to strike a little higher than that."
"Y-you're Paris," the girl whispered out as she eyed me over. "My brother talked about you-" Her eyes looked towards Richard before she blushed. "Is that Richard?" I frowned. "You look so different from when we were young-" I moved my sword up higher quickly and felt it hit her stone. She's a fan girl! I'll kill her! I watched her eyes falling heavy as she fell and my sword slipped out of her, but she didn't decay. I brought my sword down hard on her chest and heard her stone bust. She decayed fast and I let out a small growl. Richard looked at her remains then kissed my neck softly.
"We could've recruited her," he whispered to me and purred.
"No way. I don't want girls distracting us." I told him and started down the hall. "No girls. Except Val." Richard followed me, stepping over the remains.
"Paris~" He called out, purring to me. "You were jealous, weren't you?"
"Maybe I'm sexist," I told him and smirked.
"Most girls aren't trained to fight anyways," he hummed out. "I'd rather have more princes on our team than princesses. Princesses can't do much to help, but you need to leave some alive, Paris."
"Fine. I'm sure Victor left a few alive." I shrugged and started back to the stairs to get out of this place. He followed behind me then walked past me, stepping over the dead bodies then looked around as our army was licking blood from their lips, looking around hungrily.
"Teleporters, take the others home," Richard snapped at the army quickly, watching them. "I want you all cleared out in ten minutes. You're dismissed for now but be waiting for more orders." I saw them quickly moving to take the others home, teleporting away within three minutes. Richard stretched then looked towards Dante as he saw him kissing Reuben with a purr, his sword falling out of his hand before he scooped Reuben into his arms.
"Reuben~ How about a victory kiss?" He asked and smirked, leaning in for another kiss and made it passionate. Reuben gave him a kiss before pulling away and looked towards Dante's neck before he bit it and started to drink his blood. Dante gave a soft moan then ran a hand over Reuben's butt, yanking him closer before he kissed Reuben's neck and started to suck on it. Reuben bit down harder and growled playfully. I shook my head and looked around for Laurence- finding him playing tick tack toe with Val. Alex was standing nearby, frowning as he watched the two then started to walk outside. Richard watched him then started to walk off, leaving my sight. I frowned and crossed my arms.
"Laurence!" I yelled. "When are we going to make the next move?" I asked him.
"Ask Richard," Laurence sighed out.
"RICHARD!" I yelled and walked after him.
"IN TWO WEEKS!" Richard called out from a room nearby. "We're going for your parents!"
"No. We're going for your parents!" I yelled at him and crossed my arms.
"I'M GENERAL! We're going for your parents!" He shouted at me.
"Well I'm your mate! We're doing your parents and that's final." I caught up to him and looked him over. He turned towards me then frowned.
"No, we're killing your parents next. What are you afraid of?" He asked me.
"I thought we would kill yours first is all. You're the Dracula boy." I eyed him over and pouted. "You're not backing down so easily, now are you?"
"No, I'm not backing down. We need to kill yours first for more practice before we go for my parents," he told me firmly. "My father is king for a reason, Paris. If you don't want to kill your parents, you can hang out in Laurence's castle and I'll do it for you."
"Hey," I hissed out and narrowed my eyes before I crossed my arms. "If anyone kills them then it will be me!" I jabbed my finger into his chest then. "Fine. Leave your father for last." I turned around quickly and started for the way out. "We'll kill mine and then yours and then be top of the kingdoms." I felt him snatch my wrist before he yanked me back to him and gave me a kiss. I purred and gave him a small kiss before I pulled back and let out a shaky breath. He watched me then gave me a loving look before he rubbed my cheek.
"We'll kill mine first," he decided. "We'll get the harder one out of the way then go for yours. I don't want you to fear this and be worrying too bad for the next two weeks about confronting your parents. We haven't seen either set in five years...." He ran his fingers through my hair then. "Paris... when this is all over... we'll be able to be together. You're ready for that, right?" He asked me. I nodded and gave him a sweet look.
"Of course, I am," I whispered. "I'm sure you're wanting to take out another town to add to our army," I whispered.
"Yes, actually. You and I are going to go add to the army tomorrow," he told me then leaned in and gave me a small kiss. "I don't want us to have a shortage of newborns to fight with." I nodded. We did lose some today. We'll have to stock back up... but where will I put them after the war? In my castle's dungeon in France? Make them sleep until I need them again? I can't allow them to go free.... He looked around the room then rubbed my head. "Come on, let's go home for the night," he whispered then leaned in as he got a playful smirk and nipped at my ear. "We could take a bath together," he husked out into my ear then sucked on my earlobe. I blushed a bright shade of red and pulled back. He hasn't suggested that in a while! What if he's wanting more and more and more! I widened my eyes and held back a laugh.
"No," I told him. "You made me wait and now you're waiting."
"Why? We were busy for so long," he murmured and tugged me closer. I felt his lips against my neck then. I felt my knees give out and I fell into his chest, knowing he was about to bite and mark me. He laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist before his fangs sunk into my neck and the familiar feeling of his venom started rushing through my body, sending waves of pleasure through me. I moaned softly and gripped his shirt. Richard... Why is he so intoxicating? I heard him purring then before he moved us, and my back hit the soft cushioning of a couch. He moved over me and started to trail kisses to my lips, running his hands against my sides. I blushed.
"Richard... we need to go to our bed for this," I whispered to him.
"No, we don't," he purred to me then kissed me passionately as he reached my lips. I blushed and felt my heart race.
"We do," I told him. I don't want to do it in front of everyone!
"If you're worried about them, they're in the next room," he purred to me then lightly bit my bottom lip before he kissed me again and slipped his tongue into my mouth.
"Richard... they'll hear," I whispered. Did he lure me in here...? He looked down into my eyes then smirked slightly before he kissed my neck.
"You want us to be in our own bed?" He murmured into my ear. I nodded and gasped a little. He kissed my neck again, starting to trail kisses till he found a sensitive spot and started to suck on it, giving me a love bite. I moaned and trembled under him.
"Richard! I don't want them to hear," I whispered. He moved his lips away from my neck then gave me another kiss before he sat up on me.
"Alright... we'll have Dante teleport us back," he purred then got off me, picking me up into his arms bridal style. I wrapped an arm around his neck and buried my face into his chest. What if they already heard? He started to walk us back to the other room and kissed the top of my head. "You're so beautiful," he murmured to me before he sat me down near the others. Dante had disappeared already, probably having taken Reuben back the way they were acting. Richard looked towards Victor. "Victor~ Take us home," he purred. Victor nodded and then grabbed Val and Alex then grabbed us before we suddenly reappeared in Laurence's castle.
"I'll go get Laurence," he purred then disappeared. Richard looked around then purred before he swept me off my feet again and kissed me, carrying me off quickly. He took me to our room and shut the door with his foot then brought me to the bed, sitting me down on it. I looked around the room before getting up.
"Let's take a bath," I told him. He looked at me then looked at the bathroom before he nodded.
"Okay," he told me then started for the bathroom, pulling off his bloody shirt with ease then dropped it to the floor. I followed him and yanked off my clothes- being careful with my wings and horns. Once I was naked, I eyed my body over before looking back at my wings. He glanced me over, his eyes traveling my body before he walked over to me and kissed my shoulder. I kissed his cheek before I rubbed at my shoulder- getting specifically where he had kissed at. He purred then kissed my chest then kissed where my chest became my stomach. I blushed and ran for the bathtub then and got inside it. He looked towards me and smirked, following me before he started to pump the water for us and plugged the tub up. He climbed in then moved over to me, kissing my lips passionately. I leaned past him and started to rub his back clean, using water to help. He kissed my neck then fell against me, wrapping his arms around me as he purred to me. He sighed then closed his eyes with a smile on his face. I grabbed a rag close by and got a bar of soap before I took my time to wash him then myself. He rinsed himself off when I finished then looked at me before he got out of the tub when I was almost done. He went over to a table and grabbed a towel, drying himself off. "I'll be in the bed waiting," he purred at me, glancing over his shoulder at me then winked. He went out into the bedroom, leaving me to clean myself. I watched him leave before I focused on cleaning my wings, being delicate about it then my horns. When I finished, I made sure to rinse off then dried my body with a towel. I glanced around before I walked into the closet and put on my silk pajamas then walked out to him. He was laying on the bed in his underwear, running his fingers over the silk sheets with a purr as he had his head on my pillow, smelling it. He looked towards me out of the corner of his eyes then sat up slowly. I gave him a smile then.
"We should get up early," I told him.
"Why early?" He purred then reached out and grabbed my hand, yanking me into the bed and crawled on top of me.
"To watch the sunrise," I told him. He thought it over then nodded.
"Okay, we can watch the sunrise," he purred to me then leaned down and lightly kissed my neck. He started to trail his lips against my skin then till he found another sensitive spot and kissed it, lingering his lips on it before he sucked on my skin there. I moaned and squirmed under him quickly as heat rises in my body.
"Richard!" He purred and sucked a little harder on my skin then, running his fingers down to the hem of my shirt. Not my silk pajamas! I grabbed his wrists and tsked. "Don't you dare rip them off!" He pulled back from my neck then before he pulled my shirt off my body, not ripping it. He looked my chest over then kissed my chest, running his fingers against my skin before he ran his fingers over one of my nipples. I closed my eyes tightly and grabbed his hands. He purred and kissed my hands that held his then leaned in towards my shoulder and bit down, marking me. I gasped and let his hands go and arched my back a little. Oh- why'd I let him go so long without sex? He moaned softly as he got a taste of my blood and took his fangs out before he kissed me quickly. I kissed him back before I reached up and rubbed his head. He moved away from my lips then leaned his head into my neck, kissing me there again before he purred. I brought my hand down and rubbed his back then. He kissed my neck then moved down to the crook of it and gave me another kiss there before he gave me a love bite. I rubbed over his spine then. I felt a shiver go through him before he moaned near my ear. I kept rubbing it then and smirked. I felt his hip rub up against mine as he shifted against me and nipped at my ear. Uh oh... that was a fail. He really is in the mood. I grabbed his hair and tugged on it. He purred to me before he sat up then looked me over. He smirked then leaned over the bed, reaching under it until he sat up again with rope. He looked at me then snatched my hands and tied them together then tied me to the headboard with it, purring. I widened my eyes and started to panic. Why'd he dothat!? I pulled on the ropes and blushed. "Richard?" I asked. "What are these for?"
"I thought we'd try something out. Whenever I have enough energy at the end of the day, you don't seem to be in the mood, so I thought maybe you wanted something different," he told me and kissed me. I kissed him back before pulling away and looked towards the ropes. Something different? Like torture! I felt his lips against my chest before he started to trail kisses downwards, purring to me. I widened my eyes and yanked on the rope. What am I supposed to do now!? I don't have anything to do but accept this. He got close to my pants then before he began to pull them down, getting close to the hem of my underwear. I laid my head back and closed my eyes tightly. Oh my gosh- what if he ends up liking this? I'll have to be quick about escaping this next time. "Paris," Richard whispered. "Are you afraid of me?"
"No," I told him. "I love you." He lingered his lips by the hem of my boxers, and I felt his eyes watching me.
"I love you too," he whispered then sat up. I bit my bottom lip and rocked my hips a little and tried to flip us. He laughed and pinned me down before he smirked. "You're not getting on top," he told me and purred. "Last time you were on top; you didn't do anything."
"W-well..." I trailed off. He has a point. He was mad about that too. I better just let him get what he wants before he gets super mad and I end up in something worse than rope. He leaned down and kissed me before I felt him untie my hands before he moved his down to my hips as he deepened the kiss. I widened my eyes and looked towards my hands. Why'd he do that? He slipped his tongue into my mouth and started to explore it as he moved closer to me. I closed my eyes and looked away from him.
"Richard, I thought you wanted me tied up." He looked at me then.
"I thought maybe you'd want to hold me," he purred and then smirked. "You liked it, didn't you? I can tie you back up~"
"Wh-what? No, I didn't!" I grabbed the rope and tossed it. He laughed and looked towards it then smirked before he kissed me and pulled my pants down.
"I want to try something," he told me and purred before he moved down between my legs and moved his face down to the inside of my thigh. He kissed it then exposed his fangs, biting down and marking me. I felt my heart race as his venom went through my system and left me in pure bliss. I trembled a little and glanced down at him.
"You- are really desperate," I whispered. He laughed and looked up at me.
"I am not.... I'm having fun," he purred then looked my thigh over before he moved up a few inches and started to give me a love bite. I yelped and widened my eyes.
"Not so close!" I begged. He looked up to me and laughed.
"What?" He asked then eyed me over before he did it again over the same spot. I sat up quickly and grabbed his hair then yanked him up.
"Richard," I growled. He looked at me then kissed me before he purred. I felt his hand brush over my boxers before he moved closer to me and brought me into his lap as we sat. He slipped his hand into my underwear and ran his fingers against my manhood. I moaned and closed my eyes tightly as he brushed his hand against me. T-that feels so good. He leaned his face into the crook of my neck and gave me another kiss before he moved to my sensitive spot and gave me a love bite as he squeezed me downstairs, gripping me. I melted against him and let out a moan in his ear. He rubbed his hand up against me then as he moved his lips up against mine eagerly, wanting a kiss. I leaned in towards the kiss and gave him a passionate one. He moaned against me, and I felt his free hand brush up against my butt before he started to lean us back, getting over me as he kept between my legs. I leaned in towards his neck and bit down hard before I gave him my venom in return. He moaned sharply and I felt his hips rock into mine in response as his breath escaped him from the pleasure of my venom. I leaned back against the bed and ran my fingers through my hair. He moved his hand out from my boxers then gave my butt a squeeze before he kissed my neck and started to move his hips against mine, another moan escaping him. I moaned and gripped the sheets quickly. He kissed my lips suddenly and closed his eyes, tilting his head as he made it passionate. I felt him grind harder into me as his lips kissed mine. I wrapped him up into my arms then and buried my face into his neck. He moved his hands down to my legs and started to pull them up, moving them around his waist before he rocked into me sharply, a moan escaping his lips. I rocked my hips into his then- moving into a rhythm with it. He gave another moan then kissed my neck before I felt him yank my boxers down. I felt my heart race a little, but I leaned in and kissed his neck. He ran his hand lightly over my butt before he squeezed it then kissed my neck again.
"Paris~" He moaned out.
"Richard," I whispered. He pulled back from my neck then looked down at me, a look in his eyes that made me shiver before he kissed my lips passionately. I moaned and leaned into the kiss. He licked my bottom lip before he purred to me then started to pull down his own boxers, making the night one of the first nights we've spent like this in a long time and like total heaven.
"Paris," I heard Richard mumur into my ear, pulling me close. We had fallen asleep in each other's arms. "Wake up.... We'll miss the sunrise together~ I want to spend it with you. My sweet love~" I groaned and yanked the covers over my head. He laughed a little. "Parie~ please? Let's spend time together," he whispered to me and kissed my neck. "I want today to be romantic. I'll take care of you all day."
"No... I'm on bed rest," I told him and sighed. "I'm not moving." I suddenly smelled his sweet blood then.
"Are you hungry then?" He asked me sweetly. I glanced towards his blood before I felt my throat throb and my stomach growl.
"Oh, course I am!" I leaned in and bit down into his wrist and started to drink his blood. He purred to me and kissed my cheek as he moved his other arm around me and brought me close, cuddling me to him as he let me feed from him. I pulled back after a few minutes and licked my lips before I curled up in his arms and closed my eyes. He kissed my forehead then and brought the covers closer around me, moving it a little more over my lower half.
"I was a bit rough last night, wasn't I?" He asked me, sounding slightly worried for me.
"Yes," I grumbled. "I thought you wouldn't ever stop with me.... I swear if it turns out we've been doing that for a year straight...." He purred and then kissed my shoulder.
"It had been awhile," he whispered. He looked me in the eyes then gave my lips a soft kiss.
"We shouldn't take so long to do it," I mumbled. "It's not healthy for you."
"We had been busy taking care of making the world safe for us both," he told me and kissed my cheek. "You didn't seem like you wanted to either...."
"We still have our parents to worry about," I hissed out.
"I know," he muttered. "We're going to have to be careful. They know they're next," he whispered.
"They're just not sure who we'll kill off first," I whispered. He nodded and looked me in the eyes.
"I don't want you to get hurt when we go to fight them. That's why I said two weeks.... I want us to be really careful," he told me and ran his fingers through my hair.
"Why don't we strike now before they hear about us taking out the last king?" I asked. He looked at me thoughtfully.
"Well... if we spend tomorrow gathering more newborns for our army and blood binge... we can go get your father the day after tomorrow," he whispered to me. "Or my father...."
"Your father then mine," I whispered.
"Okay... we'll go get my father and take my rightful throne," he purred softly. "We'll be able to sleep in the bed that's supposed to be ours."
"We'll... get new sheets and stuff... right?" I asked. That would be so disturbing to sleep in his parent's bed and sheets.
"Yeah, of course we will," he told me. "I'm going to drag all my things from my room and move it into the king and queen's bedroom where we'll start sleeping... or maybe I'll just burn everything in that room and make my bedroom the new king and queen bedroom and knock out a wall or two to expand it into a master bedroom."
"Well what about my castle's king room! What if it's bigger?" He looked at me thoughtfully.
"We'll move between the two. We'll live in mine during the winter and fall months, and for the summer and spring, we'll be in yours," he suggested. "It'll be pretty in France during those times." I felt my eyebrow twitch a little. I'm not giving up my castle to move into his for winter and fall. He frowned at me then sighed. "Well what do you want to do? The Transylvanian throne is supposed to be mine, and it's the throne that rules over them all. Would you like to do it by decades? We could live in yours the first decade then mine the second and so on and so forth," he suggested.
"My castle," I hissed. "No way in hell am I going to leave it once I get it." He frowned.
"Paris," he whispered then watched me before he sighed and gave me a smile. "Okay... we'll live in your castle, but we'll use my castle as an every once in a while vacation castle... for when we want to get away from it all and retreat."
"F-fine," I mumbled and nodded. "I can meet you there."
"Alright~ then it's settled. We'll live in your castle," he purred to me. I nodded. We still need to go take them over.
"Let's do it today," I told him.
"But... you're sore," he whispered. "What if my father grabs you in your state? He could kill you."
"I'm not sore... I'm just happy to be in this bed. The soreness left me when I drank your blood." It was true. I didn't feel any pain now. He nodded then.
"Okay... we'll go take my father down and take my mother down," he told me and held me closer, kissing me. "I love you, Paris.... Just don't let him catch you... or compel you."
Richard's POV:
"Compel me?" Paris asked softly.
"He can make us do things if he manages to get us to look him in the eyes. If his eyes lock on ours, he'll force us to obey him, and our bodies will follow any command he gives us," I explained, running my fingers through his hair. He tensed up at my touch.
"Maybe we should kill him last," he whispered.
"He'll know we're coming if we kill your parents first," I reminded him and frowned. "We'll just have to remember to never look him in the eyes when we fight him." Paris nodded and gave me an uncertain look.
"If we lose?" He asked. I tensed and looked him in the eyes.
"Then... he'll capture us... and he might kill us.... There isn't much of a council anymore to enforce the laws," I whispered. "He might force us to kill each other if he can compel us."
"But.... I love you..." He gave me a pained look. "I don't think we should go there together if that happens. You need to stay away from him."
"We have to fight him, Paris. We can't avoid it," I told him and frowned. "Laurence won't like it if we try to live here forever. My father will come here soon, looking for us. We have to finish what we started... and maybe that means we should focus on developing our powers more in the two weeks I originally planned for. You could start using your mind reading to figure out the next move in a battle. You could train with Dante, Victor, and me to perfect it... fight us all at once.... I could see about getting faster with my attacks... and maybe work on that pitch thing I did on Alexander." He nodded and glanced away.
"I'll start looking into using my powers to perfect my battle skills," he whispered to me. I nodded then pulled him close and ran my fingers through his hair.
"We'll win this," I promised him and kissed his forehead. "I promise. I'm your general after all, and I'll win us this war. You don't need to be afraid. We're going to make it through this, and it'll be a wonderful story to tell in the future about how we fought our parents for love and changed the world so we could be together." I purred and looked him in the eyes. "We'll be the most powerful purebloods in the world." He nodded before closing his eyes.
"I just don't want this to fail.... We've come a long way to see this through. We blood binged and changed our forms to become more powerful and gained more friends and newborns through it. We have so many newborns as our army that we'll need to put somewhere after this, territories to discuss and establish. We set up so much and if it fails- I don't know what will happen to the rest because we couldn't kill our parents." He eyed down a window then. "What if they team up and come after us before we storm their castles? They must know by now where we are. Who we're with? What about your brother? We should have taken him with us. He's probably not the same anymore." I tensed. My brother.... My father has probably turned him into a monster, filling his head with lies about me. He'll try to kill me if he sees us.
"You're right.... We should have taken him with us," I whispered and looked towards the window. "My father would have filled his head with lies by now.... He'll be like the few of our generation that never made it to us." I sighed and rubbed my head. "We're going to have to be careful...." I frowned. If my father does win, that'll be the end of us. We'll be dead. There won't be a happy future ahead of us. We'll suffer then die and go to hell. "Paris... if my father catches us... and he's about to kill us... I want you to run," I whispered then looked at him. I don't want him to die. I have to protect him. He's the whole reason I'm fighting this war, so that I can be with him how I want to be- fangs and all. I want to be able to bite him, to be able to mark him, to be able to love him.... I felt movement on the foot of our bed as someone stepped up onto it. Laurence. He pointed a finger at us.
"Stop talking like that. You two will win and become confident about it. You can't go into war with your parents thinking you'll lose. You will win." Laurence told us and gave us a frown. I looked over at Laurence quickly then took a deep breath. Laurence must've seen us talking about it.
"Laurence," I whispered then gave him a smile before I reached out for him and pulled him down into my arms. He's supported us throughout this entire thing. I purred before I kissed the top of his head. "We'll win because losing would be horrible," I told him then gave him a small squeeze. I'm going to have to fight my father soon.... Paris reached out and rubbed Laurence's head.
"You both will win; I've seen it a dozen times. You two are going to be great in the future. You're both ready and strong for this. You were born for this. I wouldn't choose anyone else to be my dearest friends either. Get it out of your head that you think your losers because you're winners." He rubbed my cheek before resting his head on my chest. I laughed softly then nodded.
"Alright Laurence," I told him then rested my head on top of his. "I trust you." He's right though. We can't keep thinking about going into battle and losing. He'll take advantage of it. "We'll train hard and get him and win this...." Dearest friends... it sounds so nice when he says it. I smiled at the thought and hugged him a little tighter. I'll have to thank him a million and one times after we win for his help and support. Laurence glanced towards Paris before smiling.
"You should plan to defeat them before the month is over," Laurence warned. I nodded. I want this over.
"Maybe we'll go in a week.... One week should be enough to make more newborns and practice our powers to fight with," I told them and looked towards Paris. "Paris, I think we'll train you today. Laurence should help us. It'll be harder for you with him fighting you as well as me, Dante, and Victor rushing you at the same time." I heard the door open, and Thomas walked in with a frown.
"Young master, you're going to miss breakfast," he said and rubbed Mayloi who was on his shoulder, chirping a little as he looked hungry.
"No, I won't," Laurence told him and looked his way before looking at me. "I'll help Paris train to use his powers." I nodded then purred.
"Thank you, Laurence. We'll give Paris hell when we train him." I got to my feet and cradled Laurence in my arms as I walked towards Thomas then looked at Mayloi with a smile. He's gotten kind of big lately- the size of a cat. Mayloi looked towards Laurence then leapt from Thomas to Laurence's chest, laying on it as he purred loudly. Laurence chuckled a little before looking me in the eyes.
"You should at least get dressed first before coming with me to get breakfast," he warned. I heard Paris laugh softly from the bed. I widened my eyes and blushed. Whoops. I sat him down quickly and laughed before I looked towards Paris and gave a playful growl, going towards him before I scooped him off the bed and up into my arms.
"Let's go get dressed together," I told him and kissed him as I carried him to the closet for our clothes. I growled slightly in his ear to tease him then set him down before I looked his clothes over and picked out my favorite outfit of his and gave it to him. "Wear that," I told him and smirked as I went to my clothes and got down a nice outfit. I got dressed in it quickly and looked towards the door of the closet. Paris slipped on the clothes I gave him before walking back out to join Laurence and the other two.
"Dad!" I heard Baleen yell as he ran in and grabbed Thomas's sleeve then tugged on it. Baleen grew more than Mayloi- almost reaching Laurence's height now. He leaned up and gave his father a kiss on the cheek before giggling. "Mom said to give you that." Thomas laughed then and rubbed Baleen's head.
"She did? That was nice of her. How's your baby sister doing?" Thomas had his second child a few months ago, so his wife hadn't been working much- just taking care of their girl. I walked out and smirked before I walked up to Laurence and rubbed his head before I looked down to Mayloi who was clinging to the front of Laurence's shirt, looking around curiously.
"Fine," Baleen grumbled. "Taking up all of mom's time." He gave a jealous look before giving us a smile. "Good morning Master Laurence, Paris, and Richard. Good morning Mayloi." Mayloi gave a playful growl towards Baleen then leapt towards him, landing on his shoulder before he purred and fluttered his wings. He jumped up again onto Baleen's head before he moved his wings around and made a laughing noise before he gave a determined look. He looked at me then jumped towards me, starting to fall but he used his wings, trying to fly but falling somewhat. Baleen frowned before snatching him up into his arms.
"Don't use me as a boost to get to someone else. I'm not going to sneak you treats later," he whispered. Mayloi's eyes widened and he looked up at Baleen before he curled into his arms and licked Baleen's cheek. He whined slightly and nuzzled his head against Baleen to win his favor back. I laughed and shook my head, watching Mayloi then pulled Paris close to me, holding his hand in mine.
"Let's go down for breakfast," Laurence suggested. He grabbed Paris's hand and yanked him out of my arms and ditched the room with him.
"HEY!" I shouted and went after them quickly. Damn it, he stole my mate.... I frowned and watched the two of them as I heard Thomas and Baleen following behind us.
"Dante, Victor, Val, Alex, and Reuben should be at the table too." Laurence glanced up at Paris and gave a smile. "So, you can use that opportunity to tell them about your plan to train and learn how to use your powers to your advantage during a battle." I smirked then. It's going to be fun playing swords with Paris again... that's for sure. I suddenly heard Mayloi calling out, giving a hungry whine. I glanced behind me to see he was gnawing on Baleen's shirt and sniffing around like he was looking for food.
"You can wait until the table," Baleen told him and rubbed his head. I caught Laurence's eyes lingering on Baleen then as he gave a smirk. Mayloi whined and started going for Baleen's pocket like he was looking for treats, digging his claws into the shirt so he wouldn't fall.
"No! Not my treats!" Baleen yelled out and grabbed Mayloi and yanked him away from his pocket. "Those are mine." Mayloi growled and then looked up at Baleen before he squirmed out of his hands and went for his pocket again. Baleen yelped and handed him to his dad quickly before he ran off. I heard Mayloi give a small roar before he squirmed and managed to get away from Thomas and jumped to the floor, running after him. I laughed and scooped him up as he passed me then looked him over.
"Behave, Mayloi," I told him and tapped his nose. He sneezed and looked me over before he growled and looked around but relaxed. I smirked and took him into the dining room, watching as he jumped onto the table eagerly and ran for his bowl near Laurence's, already having been trained to eat from that bowl. He looked inside then purred happily as he started to eat the fish in it. I sat down in my seat then looked at my cup of blood and sipped on it as the others sat down.
"Oh, I forgot, he's here too." Laurence eyed over his other dragon. Baylorik. He earned a seat at the table finally. Laurence sat down- followed by Paris. Baylorik looked towards Mayloi then smirked before he leaned over and rubbed Mayloi's back, watching as Mayloi shivered and bit down into his fish with a small growl. Mayloi moved his head back from outside of the bowl then looked at Baylorik before he fluttered his wings and sat up on his hind legs, making Baylorik laugh.
"You're going to start flying soon," Baylorik muttered. "You're old enough.... I bet you've been jumping around trying to catch the air too, haven't you?" Laurence picked up a ruler then smacked Baylorik's hand and smirked.
"Keep your hand off my baby dragon," Laurence warned. Baylorik yelped and drew his hand back from Mayloi quickly, earning a laugh from Mayloi before he puffed smoke at him then pounced at Baylorik who frowned and moved his own bowl of meat away from Mayloi. Laurence smirked as he watched Mayloi then snatched his glass of blood and took a sip from it. Mayloi looked at Laurence then ran up towards him, dragging his bowl in front of Laurence then started to eat it happily, purring loudly.
"So, I decided that I need to work on using my powers in battle..." Paris told them and trailed off. "I'd like to train today." Dante looked at Paris.
"Today? We can train today. Victor, you sharpened your sword, right?" Dante asked and smirked.
"I sharpened my knife and my sword," Victor purred and smirked. "They're razor sharp."
"Alex can assist in helping," Val suggested and looked at Alex. "Right Alex?"
"If you want his stone on the ground," Alex muttered and took a sip of his blood then smirked at Paris. "Want a challenge, Paris?"
"I- I don't think I want to go up against you Alex in a battle. You won't take it easy on me."
"Of course, I won't," Alex told me and exposed his fangs. "Neither will the enemy. How do you think I built my empire?" I rubbed Paris's back then.
"He won't kill you, right Alex?" I growled towards him. He rolled his eyes and took a sip of his blood again.
"No, I won't..." Alex muttered.
"That'll be an interesting fight to watch," Laurence purred out. "Paris and Alex will go first." Alex smirked then nodded.
"We'll see if there is anything left for a second match," Alex teased Paris, grinning evilly at him. Oh man... I'm going to have to intervene if he goes to hurt Paris too badly. Mayloi finished off his bowl then looked at Laurence before he looked at Baylorik and started to sneak over towards him, getting low to the table.
"Remember, Paris isn't an enemy so don't go trying to kill him," Val hissed out. "We're just helping him."
"I won't kill him.... I'll just cut off a finger or two," Alex purred. "It'll grow back." I frowned and held Paris's hand as I watched them then saw Mayloi pounce into Baylorik's hand. Baylorik looked at him then purred, starting to rub his head.
"I won't let you," Paris grumbled to Alex.
"We'll see about that. Maybe I'll take the whole hand," Alex hummed out.
"Maybe I'll take yours," Paris hissed.
"I doubt it," Alex growled out, setting his glass down quickly.
"Really? You think I can't?" Paris asked.
"Yes, I think you can't," Alex hissed. "If you're so tough, prove it."
"I will." Paris told him and frowned. Alex looked him over and frowned before he picked his glass up and started to finish it off. Baylorik picked Mayloi up suddenly and looked his wings over, starting to stretch one of Mayloi's wings out as Mayloi gave a small growl.
"Boys," Laurence hissed at his dragons. "Put Mayloi down." Baylorik ran his fingers across the wing then looked at Mayloi before he lightly started to bounce Mayloi in his hands, making Mayloi flutter his wings to stay balanced. Laurence frowned and grabbed his ruler, smacking Baylorik on the hand.
"What have I told you about touching Mayloi?" Laurence asked and frowned. Baylorik yelped then hissed at the ruler, leaning over and snapping it in his teeth before he got up to his feet and tossed Mayloi a little in his hands, making him fall back down into his hands before he purred at Mayloi.
"Are you strong enough?" He asked and smirked, tossing Mayloi a little higher. Mayloi yelped and fluttered his wings, trying to use them so he wouldn't fall too badly but fell back into Baylorik's hands.
"Baylorik," Laurence hissed out. "Stop tossing my dragon around."
"What? He'll fly eventually," Baylorik growled out. "He's supposed to be jumping around."
"Put him down," Laurence grumbled and gave a pissed look before he stood up and started for Baylorik. Baylorik yelped and ran across the room with Mayloi who cried out at the sudden movement. He jumped off Baylorik's hands in the commotion and spread his wings, shakily gliding to the ground.
"Baylorik," Laurence growled out before shadows ate Baylorik and disappeared. Laurence sat back down in his chair calmly. "Come here Mayloi." I frowned. I guess Baylorik isn't eating with us for a while.... Mayloi looked up from the ground, perking his head up in excitement at Laurence calling for him and ran up to him, crawling up the chair to get to his lap with a purr. Laurence rubbed Mayloi on the head before glancing towards the window. "I can't wait for you to grow up and eat that little rat." Mayloi looked at the window then up at Laurence before he crawled up to Laurence's shoulder and rested there, nuzzling against Laurence's neck then made a small happy noise. Laurence gave a small smile.
"So, I take it Baylorik won't be eating with us for a while?" I asked Laurence and took a sip of my blood at the table.
"He won't be doing anything for a while," Laurence told me.
"What's that mean?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. Did he stick him in a box or something he can't get out of?
"I stuck him in a room with no doors or windows," Laurence told me. "He's going to have a long time to think about what he done as well." I nodded then looked at Mayloi before I turned my attention back to Paris and kissed his cheek.
"Paris, are you ready to train?" I asked, finishing off my blood.
"N- yeah," he sighed out. "I guess I am."
"Alex, what about you?" I asked him and smirked. Alex looked my way then got to his feet with a smirk.
"Of course, I'm ready to win," he purred then looked at Paris. "I'm going to send you flying through a wall."
"Great," Paris grumbled. "I'm looking forward to it." He sunk down low then. I purred then got to my feet before I moved behind him and started to massage his shoulders.
"Don't worry... I'll train today too. You guys will have a chance to beat me up as well," I told them and looked at Paris. "So, you'll end up fighting me too after I fight you...."
"That's no fair... I can't even overpower you in bed," Paris grumbled.
"You can always use your wings while we fight," I reminded him and smirked. "Plus, I can't hear thoughts. You can... and my power is a little... loud for Laurence."
"You better not use it with me," Laurence hissed out. I looked at him and purred.
"I won't, Laurence. If I'm going to practice it... I'll practice it in a field where no one else is around," I told him.
"Good," Laurence sighed out. "I wouldn't be able to take it if you were to fight me with it." He rubbed his head then.
"Ha, must be the reason you're on our side," Reuben teased playfully. Dante smirked and looked at Laurence.
"Yeah, it would suck if you went to kill Richardo and he released that hellish noise on you," he told him and laughed. "You'd be done for the count. I guess you'll always have to take Richard's side."
"I wonder how it would have played out if Richard and Paris didn't meet and fall in love... and Richard grew up to take over his dad's throne. Looks like Laurence considered that already," Val teased as she watched him. "Didn't you? The two of them not meeting-"
"Well I have to admit that would have been more interesting for Richard to meet Paris after becoming king..." Laurence smirked. "But then he'd just be an overlord of us all."
"I'm still the prince of the Dracula throne," I reminded them and wrapped my arms around Paris's neck from behind his chair.
"No. Not anymore," Laurence told me. "You got disowned." I frowned and kissed the top of Paris's head.
"I'm taking it back when we kill him. It's my birthright," I muttered.
"Yeah, but you won't be king," Paris said softly. "You'll remain a prince." I looked down at Paris and frowned slightly at him. Yeah, that's right.... Paris wants to get rid of kings and queens for good and keep us as princes and princesses that way we'll remember this.
"Of course," I whispered and kissed the top of his head again. I purred then and looked him over. "It'll be nice to finally be able to be together in front of everyone though. We'll be free."
"We'll have a ball in celebration," Val told us.
"That sounds wonderful," I purred and looked towards her. "Val, you should plan it. It'd be perfect if you did." She's the only girl on our team after all. "Paris can help you too."
"Hey! I'm not a girl!" Paris said and looked towards me. "Don't group me in with that."
"I'll plan it alone," Val decided. "But someone will have to babysit Alex." Alex frowned.
"I don't need babysit-"
"I'll do it," Dante purred out quickly, getting to his feet and snatched Alex's arm. "Thanks for asking me, Val. I'll gladly do it."
"Sure~" Val gave him a huge smile. "Just don't let him get away from you. He's got his ways."
"His ways? Are you talking about his time stopping thing?" Dante asked and frowned. Alex ripped away from Dante's grip then was suddenly sitting down beside Val, leaning back in his seat.
"Alex," Val grumbled. "Stop being stubborn. You need a babysitter. My planning will just bore you and if you get stuck alone for a while not knowing how long it's been without time working... you might not be happy when you find out it stopped and you didn't know." Alex frowned and looked away.
"F-fine... I'll use Dante to watch time pass," he muttered.
"Great. You two will have so much fun. Dante is a real great guy. Unlike Victor." Victor frowned.
"I'm a great guy! You just don't know it," he told Val then smirked before he exposed his fangs. "Hah, I could babysit better than Dante."
"Then babysit with me~" Dante purred to Victor. "You, me, and Reuben are going to babysit him."
"Me?" Reuben asked. "I was planning on going horseback riding. You two can babysit alone."
"Reeeeuuuby~" Dante purred then walked over to Reuben and snatched his chair, yanking it away from the table then leaned down and kissed Reuben deeply. Reuben groaned and pulled back from the kiss.
"No Dante. I'm not getting roped into babysitting." Reuben frowned at him and crossed his arms. Dante smirked then climbed into Reuben's lap, straddling it.
"No?" He purred softly and leaned in, kissing Reuben's neck. "You're not going to get roped into it?" He exposed his fangs and trailed them down Reuben's neck before he bit in and marked him. Reuben moaned and trembled a little.
"No Dante," he whined out. "I'm going to the stables."
"Then after we finish training..." Dante whispered against Reuben's neck and put his hand on Reuben's chest. "We should spend time together...." He started to trail his fingers down Reuben's body slowly, kissing Reuben's neck again. Reuben frowned before shoving Dante out of his lap and placed his boots on the table and crossed his legs.
"Not in that way," he told him. Dante frowned from the floor then got up and grabbed Reuben's whip out of his boots and looked it over before he smirked. Reuben frowned and eyed Dante over. "Put that back."
"No," Dante told him and purred before he started to unravel it, looking the whip over. Reuben frowned and crossed his arms.
"You're going to hurt yourself."
"Want to play a game?" Dante asked calmly, looking from the whip to Reuben.
"Absolutely... not." Reuben leaned over and grabbed his plate before he brought it to his chest and sat back, starting to eat.
"Why not? I was going to suggest we use some chains... and this whip... and see where it takes us," Dante purred and smirked at him.
"I'm sure Alex would be able to escape from that," Reuben said calmly. "Besides... He doesn't want to play."
"No, I thought either you or I would be in the chains and the other would have the whip~" Dante teased him.
"Then you better give me my whip back," Reuben told him. "You've been naughty anyways."
"But you didn't want to play... so I think you'll go in the chains," Dante said and looked the whip over.
"We're so not playing. I'll help Val plan." Dante sighed then dropped the whip before he leaned over and kissed Reuben deeply. Reuben gasped and pulled back.
"Hey! Put that back where you found it," Reuben warned him.
"Give me another kiss," Dante purred to him. Reuben frowned before giving Dante a small kiss. Dante gave him a pleased look then curled the whip back up and placed it in Reuben's boot. "I love you, Reuben," he told him softly. Reuben nodded and looked towards his boot.
"Thanks for putting it where it belongs. You really shouldn't take that from me."
"Why not?" Dante asked him and kissed his cheek.
"Because it leaves my leg lonely for it's touch."
"You could have my touch," Dante purred to him and smirked.
"I have it. No thank you," Reuben told him.
"Reuben..." Dante sighed out then frowned, moving away from him. "I guess you can ride your horses. Victor and I got it."
"Great! It's about time you gave me time with the horses," Reuben purred out.
"Yeah, go spend time with them," Dante muttered and went over to Victor. Victor looked up at him and smirked.
"Well hello Dante," he purred in amusement.
"Are we going to fight today or what?" Paris asked and stood up. "Come on Alex. I need to get stronger to face my father in law." Alex nodded and walked over to him. Dante smirked then came over to us, making Victor frown before he got up quickly and followed.
"Reuben~ go play with the horses for the day," Dante purred out to him. "Come on Paris. Let's go play with swords." I removed my arms from around Paris's neck and got his chair for him so he could get up. Laurence stood up as well.
"Val, I take it you'll be busy planning?" Laurence asked her. She gave a thoughtful look before nodding. "Then my servants can assist you." Laurence looked towards Thomas and motioned him to come closer. Thomas walked over to Laurence and smiled, pushing Laurence's chair back in for him as he stepped away from it.
"Yes, young master?" He asked and bowed to Laurence. Laurence brought his ear to his mouth before whispering something to Thomas before giving a laugh.
"Make sure to do that, got it?" Laurence asked. Paris tilted his head to the side with interest. Thomas frowned a little then nodded to Laurence.
"Of course, master Laurence. I'll see to it that it's done.... Would you like me to stay with Val and help her plan her party, or would you like me to assist you with training Paris by providing snacks and watching over you?" He asked and straightened up from how Laurence had pulled him down.
"You should be doing what you do daily," Laurence told him. He gave him Mayloi then and walked towards the doors. "Let's go outside for the fight. More room." I nodded and looked Thomas over, wondering what he was ordered to do then looked towards Laurence.
"Alright, we'll move the swords outside," I said then looked at Dante. "Dante, move the swords outside," I ordered. He smirked and disappeared from my sight. I chuckled then walked towards the door. "Victor... if you want to use your knives, then go get the-"
"I already have them with me~" Victor purred and pulled a knife out from his pocket where he had hidden it. "I'm prepared." Paris followed after Laurence then and watched him with slight interest before smiling.
"Come on Alex, I won't wait forever~" Paris teased. Alex hurried after us then with a frown.
"I'm so... going to get you," Alex muttered. I led them outside, throwing the front doors open before I breathed in the fresh air and stepped out into the sunlight, going down the stairs. I turned then smirked as I felt Dante appear right next to me, holding two swords.
"I have them right here," Dante told me.
"Hand one to Paris so he can defend himself," I told him and snapped my fingers. Dante nodded then tossed Paris a sword then tossed the other at Alex who caught it easily and looked it over, coming down the steps to the drive to wait on Paris. Paris frowned before pausing on the steps and watched Alex. He took the steps slow then and eyed Alex over cautiously. Alex watched him and smirked.
"If you don't come to me, I'll come to you," Alex warned. Paris frowned before bringing his sword up and gripped it tightly.
"I'll go to you," he said and started for him at the same pace he was going.
Paris's POV:
Alex watched me closely as I came down the steps, his lips forming a smirk before I suddenly felt myself being kicked down the steps. Alex looked down at me from the top of them where Victor and Laurence were standing, frozen. "Took too long," he hummed out to me and walked down the steps, moving his sword up to come for me. I frowned and got to my feet quickly before eyeing my surroundings over. Time is paused... I slung my sword around before looking towards Alex.
"You weren't supposed to come to me," I told him.
"Yeah, but I thought this would be more fun for us. Think about it. No one can interrupt us like this," he purred to me. "I'll restart time if you land a blow on me, and then you can move to your next opponent." I frowned before eyeing him over. Man.... He's Alex. That'll be impossible. I lowered my sword and gave him a frown. "What? You don't think you can land a blow on me?" He asked me and smirked. I nodded and gripped my sword tightly before starting for him. I'll just have to try. He stood still and watched me, holding his sword up as I approached, but as soon as I did, he knocked my sword out of my hand with his then kicked me in the chest, sending me flying. I made sure my wings caught me in the air before I felt my feet touch the ground and I looked towards my sword before I walked towards it calmly. He watched me then laughed. His wings are powerful.... I'll have to watch him closely. He started for me again, rushing at me. I frowned and kicked my sword up and caught it before I pointed it his way as he rushed me, and side stepped him quickly to get out of his way before he got me. He whirled around and slammed his sword against my side, using his momentum to attack me. I groaned and fell over as he got me. He moved his sword away then put his foot down on my chest, stomping into me. "It's a good thing you're always drinking that blood," he purred to me and eyed my wounds over as they were already healing. "You have plenty to regenerate with." I nodded and brought my sword up to him and aimed at his legs, cutting him down a few inches. He yelped as he fell to the ground and groaned, reaching down to his legs and frowning as he saw his blood staining his pants. I felt my wings lift me up and I knocked him over quickly with my feet and landed on his chest. I knelt and placed my sword up against his throat but didn't cut him.
"Your thoughts weren't clear enough to me on your actions," I sighed out and dropped my sword before I stood up on him. "Maybe people don't think when they fight." He watched me as his legs started to heal.
"They do... but it's more instinctual.... If you're going to listen in to find out the next moves... then you need to be aware that blind rage will make it hard for your opponent to think as they fight you. You should play a chess match and use your powers that way if you want to learn to find someone's strategy... but... perhaps I could make it a little easier on you and think about my moves if you want another round with me," he told me and watched me calmly.
"No thanks. I'll move to the next person. You rely on instincts. I wonder what Dracula will do." I snatched up my sword and stepped off his body. He got to his feet then and stretched.
"He'll probably want to torture you both," he told me. I saw Richard's eyes widen as time restarted and he looked around for me quickly then saw me. He frowned then.
"Alex," he hissed. "What if we wanted to watch that fight?"
"I didn't want you to stop me if I hurt Paris," Alex said calmly.
"He hurt me several times," I laughed out and let out a small sigh. "He won. Who will be next?" I suddenly felt my feet get swept out from under me before a knife pierced my shoulder from behind.
"I'll be next~" Victor purred into my ear. I'll take his wings out so that way he can't fly behind me. I felt him grip one of my wings then before I heard the snap of my bone in it. I let out a scream of pain and panicked. No one- I've never broke a wing before! I felt my heart race before I kicked Victor's foot out from under him then turned around before he could fall on me and brought my sword up so he would fall into it. He let out a grunt and spit up blood as it went straight through his gut. He winced and then looked at me before he hissed and exposed his fangs, slitting my wrist with the knife in his grip. I groaned and kneed him between his legs before I threw him off me and got to my feet so my wings didn't have hard weight on them anymore and could heal. He coughed up more blood before he held his stomach wound then growled. I'll get the other one for this! Then his fangs.... He stood up and smirked before he started for me. I widened my eyes and quickly stabbed him as he came at me.
"Victor! Don't take my fangs!" I hissed at him. He laughed, moving further into the sword to get me with a grin on his face.
"Take your fangs?" I'll have to be quick about this. DAMN! THIS SWORD FREAKIN HURTS! He dropped the knife and snatched my jaw with his hand and started to apply pressure right under my ear against my jaw, making pain lance through it and managed to pry my jaw open.
"Victor," Richard warned, growling slightly as he tensed up. "That's enough. No taking fangs in this fight." I eyed Victor over before I twisted the sword in him. This hurt huh? Good! He gasped and fell against me, groaning in pain as he coughed up blood and cried out slightly. He disappeared and I saw him a few feet away, holding his stomach as he panted. I'll have to teleport behind him and get him. He disappeared quickly. I stepped back into his chest quickly and knocked him down onto his back before I turned around on him and pointed my sword at his neck. He looked at the sword with wide eyes, and I watched as they slowly traveled up my sword to me, looking up into mine with shock. So, Victor thinks out his moves? He's a planner. I brought the sword away from his neck and eyed down Richard.
"You're next."
"I'm next?" He asked me and smirked. "There is still Dante to fight."
"Fine. Dante?" I asked and looked towards him. Dante eyed me over then shrugged. I suddenly felt my sword heating up, burning my hand as I gripped it. I widened my eyes and dropped it quickly in pain. What the hell! Dante smirked then picked his sword up.
"Let's see...." He hummed out. My shoes started to burn then, and I could smell smoke as they caught on fire. I gasped and kicked them off as quick as I could but used this to my advantage and kicked one straight at him. He dodged it then smirked at me. I'll get in front of him and slam this sword into his chest then heat it up and burn him inside out.... He'll be down for the count, and I'll win. They might have to get his stone out of his charred remains if he doesn't move quick enough to get off the sword. He appeared in front of me and rammed the sword into my chest lightening quick. I groaned and grabbed the blade quickly before I broke it in half then snatched out the piece in me and threw it quickly. I stepped around him and elbowed his back hard to send him down. I picked up my sword and got his feet with it to take him down. He fell to the ground then swiped my feet out from under me, using his feet to trip me up. As soon as I was down, he kicked me in the head, making my vision blurry as it stunned me. There... damn mind reader. I groaned out in pain and gripped my sword tighter before I stabbed him in the leg that hit me then crawled on top of him and stabbed his stomach. He let out a grunt then winced, looking towards me before he exposed his fangs and hit me hard in the head then brought his leg up between my legs. He shoved me off him then took the sword out before he threw it at me, getting me in the chest again. He smirked and sat up quickly as a look entered his eyes and I felt the blade slowly heating up.
"Tick tock~" He hissed at me. Hah, I got him.... There's only one sword left between us. He broke mine. I'll have to retrieve that one and win. He appeared in front of me and went to rip it out of my chest in determination. I groaned and broke the sword quickly before I snatched out the part burning in me. Now there isn't a sword. What will he do now? He looked at the broken sword then eyed me over before he stabbed me with the broken blade and twisted it. I let out a scream of pain before I closed my eyes tightly. Darn it! He's a quick thinker. I opened my eyes slowly before I threw the shard in my hand at his face and smirked. He shrieked as I got him and fell over quickly, the sound dying as quickly as it started. I smelled his blood leaving his body as he grew still. Victor ran over quickly with wide eyes.
"Dante!" He shouted then leaned over him. "Paris, did you have to get him in the brain? He'd be dead if he wasn't a pureblood."
"This was the only way to get him to stop," I grumbled. "He was determined to get me down to just a stone." Victor looked towards me.
"Well... let's get this out of his head so he can regenerate," Victor told me calmly and started to pull the blade out. I got up and frowned.
"He ruined my sword," I grumbled before I dug inside Victor's pocket and yanked out one of his knives and started for Richard.