Kira felt disoriented for the rest of the week, even after three weeks of being discharged her mind was still absent. She kept trying to figure out how exactly everything happened, and why he stole nothing.
If he didn't steal anything, what did he want? To be honest, it scared her not to know.
"You seem distracted," Rebecca noticed. "Is everything alright?"
"Yes," She answered unsurely. "Have the professors been updated?" She asked Rebecca, who was holding two glasses of orange juice
"Yes, I've collected your assignment sheets for your classes." She said, handing over the glass to Kira. While she took a gulp.
"What do you want for dinner?" Rebecca asked. "Would you rather have pizza?"
"I'm not sure," Kira said.
"Are you not hungry?" Rebecca inquired.
"I'm not feeling well," Kira mumbled, feeling lightheaded.
"Are you okay?" Rebecca asked fully alert.
"Yes, I'm just feeling a bit dizzy. I think the painkillers are finally kicking in." She chuckled, despite the hollow feeling.
"Let me help you," Rebecca offered. Kira wanted to protest, but the look on Rebecca's face says otherwise.
Shortly after, Kira was snuggled under the warmth of her duvet covers. Even though it was a pretty warm night, her body shivered from being cold. Outside of Kira's balcony stood a girl with long ink-black hair and dark brown-gold flecked eyes. That was usually mistaken for black.
Her hands reached for her daggers as she moved toward Kira's balcony door. When Jennifer appeared, not expecting to have a run-in with a vampire.
And without any utterance, the two immortals drew their weapons. The demon with her daggers and the Vampire with her sword, who looked anything but displeased.
They charged towards each other, leaping up into the air as they fought, everything was just a blur. From their unhuman speed, their weapons clashed with a loud clang. After hours of their brutal battle, Jennifer delivered the fatal blow. Cutting Lora's abdomen open and threw her off the balcony.
Jennifer took one last glance at Kira's sleeping state before she vanished into thin air. Battered and bloody, she found herself bleeding out in a dark alleyway.
***
Jason was out hunting when he caught the scent of blood. And his hazel green eyes changed to blood-red ones. And in the speed of light, he followed the scent to an dark alleyway where he found Jennifer's bloody body.
"What happened?" He asked no one in particular as he lifted her unconscious body.
Shortly after, Jason arrived in front of his manor where he saw Marcus already waiting.
"What happened?" Marcus asked as he rushed to take Jennifer's body.
"I found her like this."
He watched silently in the corner of the room as the Doctor cleaned his sister's wounds.
"The wound was made by a demon's dagger," the doctor stated, "It's going to heal but slowly."
"I see," Jason muttered, before pushing off the wall and left the room.
"I'm going to find whoever thought it would be fun to hurt you, and I'm going to rain a massacre." He spoke in a tune that would send the devil dancing in destruction and chaos.
Jason stormed to his room with fury and vengeance carved into his soul.
"I suppose I'm going to have to pay Jackson a little visit?" Jason sang as he emerges from the shower. Water droplets dripped from his jet black hair.
With a wicked smirk on his face, which people considered charming, he began to get dressed.
Jason was a tall, muscular, and handsome man with black hair, green hazel eyes, and olive skin. He had a sharp jawline, a straight nose and an angular cheekbones. And he typically has either facial stubble or a scruffy beard
He wore a black tee, faded black ripped jeans paired with his black biker's jacket. Picking up his keys to his motorcycle, he headed down the staircase.
"Do you think it's the right thing to do? Marcus asked Jason, who was making his way down the stairs.
"No one messes with my sister, and lives to tell the tale," He flashed a wicked grin, that showed his elongated fangs.
And without waiting for a response, he made his way to his motorcycle. Revving the engine to life, he took off in the direction of Jackson's estate.
Jackson Warchild was the leader of the Blood Elixir vampire coven. He doesn't only align himself with vampires but with Demons and Witches.
***
Soon after, he arrived at the estate, It was a black mansion built from bricks with a big iron gate. Turning the keys, he killed the engine and headed for the entrance.
"Jackson!" He called, pushing the double doors open with a loud thud.
All eyes fell on him, as he was now the center of their attention. They knew of his reputation and no one dared to cross paths with him.
"Such a dramatic entrance," came a male's voice, "To what do I owe the pleasure?" He asked as he emerged from the shadows.
"A demon thought it was fun to go at it with my sister," Jason let out in a deadly tone.
"And you think I have something to do with it?" Jackson asked with a mischievous smile.
"Did you have something to do with it?" Jason asked, taking a threatening step forward.
"Why would I send a demon after your sister? I have no interest in going to war with you," Jackson spoke.
"Do any of your demons have a reason to attack my sister?" Jason asked.
"Does your sister have a reason to attack any of my allies?" Jackson asked.
Seeing that no one was going to answer, Jackson broke the silence. "Have a drink?" He suggested, snapping his fingers, and a human girl made her way over.
And without a warning, Jason was standing in front of the girl and sank his fangs in her neck. She squirmed under his hold which causes Jason to tighten his grip on her. Everyone in the room remained silent until the girl's body drop with a loud thud.
Then Jackson burst out laughing and so did the others, as Jason ran his hand across his bloody lips.
***
Lora's motionless body ended up in the underworld where Hayes, a warlock tended to her wounds.
"What happened!" Lars raged, as he stormed into the room where he saw his sister's motionless body lay. While Hayes's hands were glowing over her wounds.
"A vampire," Hayes spat with venom.
"A vampire?" Lars asked with suspicion, "Lora was sent to eradicate a simple human!" He roared. "When do vampires interfere with the demons?"
"It was a Hale," the warlock mumbled, as his eyes glow purple.
"A hale attacked my sister!" He raged, that it shook the walls.
"I'm going to wipe everyone from the face of the earth," Lars declared, his voice dark and rumbled through the air.
"Her life force is very thin," spoke the warlock.
"If she dies, I will bring hell to earth."