Hakeem
"Your majesty," He said, closing his eyes.
"Shut the fuck up and cut the crap, who are you? And you might want to be honest except you want to accidentally fall off the building.." I let the smoke out again bringing it dangerously close to his face and I could see horror dance in his eyes as he tried to avoid it moving his head to angles I never thought were even possible trying to avoid the smoke. He kept on moving till I was triggered to smack him across the face with my other hands trying to hold back my anger. The print of my hands appeared across his face, he looked aback before he had his hands over the part of his face I just bruised.
"Who are you?? I will ask for the very last time before they come here and find you dead. I know you are a vampire and a fucking clumsy one, how did you know we are Major family royalties??" I asked him again, jerking his pajama shirt up roughly and bringing him dangerously close to the black smoke as it poured around my hands. He started to turn purple and that was when I realized he wasn't breathing, he was trying to avoid the smoke and in the process the dumb ass thought him stopping his breath was going to help any better.
"Are stupid or something??" I stopped the smoke from pouring out of my hands saving energy for when I would properly need it. He finally let out a huge breath gasping for air like a fish thrown out of water. After the breathing break, I jerked him off the ground to his feet and then to the wall making sure to avoid a 'thud' sound against the wall because that would attract unnecessary attention to me and that wasn't much needed right now.
"You smacked me three times," He complained, totally ignoring my question and that was when I lost it. I let the smoke out and took a hold of him taking him to the ceiling but using the smoke as a barrier and did the same thing throwing him across the room before bringing his neck between my thumb and index finger. The lack of patience and tolerance in me was starting to ruin the only form of mannerism I had.
"If you don't answer my question, I promise you I will find what I need from you and leave you dead in exactly one hour. I would be out of this house and no one would be able to trace it to both of us but I'm adhering to the law that says do not kill one of our own except they are posing a threat to you, you are posing a threat to my fucking sanity and I fucking need to know before I assume myself and make you out as who you are. I know you are not a night crawlee because you clumsily came down the stairs in the least attractive way that even a vampire wouldn't make sure a stupid move, so now do me a big favor okay, speak now because as You know, we are royalities, it doesn't apply to us." I said in a dead voice. I was losing patience and I was actually ready to fuck him up. The little denial I was facing made me neglect the fact that I only was pushed to that idea because I thought He was sleeping with Ander because why else would he be in his room and be in pajamas even though they don't smell of him, they came from his room and that was enough conviction for me.
"I'm Jordan, Jordan Cole. I'm an outcast or rather was an outcast. I was formerly part of The Quinns blood clan before I was burnished. I'm a friend to the lead singer of the group and he called me to know if I had time to talk which I did so I came here with my pajamas because I was too lazy to change into a clothes, I also came with my alcohol flask Which you may or may not have disintegrated into nothingness in those cloud…" He pointed scarily at it and I saw the gray reflect in his orbs and he really did look scared. He was harmless and he was telling the truth. He was just an ordinary vampire who lived amongst humans just like us and made a friend or two with them.
But what I was curious to know was this…how did he know we were royalties of a Major family. We were never exposed, we were home schooled and we weren't even available for vampires that were in the human world. Yet on the spot, he was able to identify us.
"How were you able to identify us??" I asked him and he looked at me with a speculating look. In reflex and lack of patience, I pressed the smoke around him to literally press the answer out of him, he winced before raising his hands in surrender.
"Okay, okay okay…Fuck," He took a deep breathe and I looked at him as he took him time and I was only getting more irritated at the amount of time he was making me spend.
"You are a royalty from the Horus family, It shows because you are a member of the family too, the Horus family represented by the luna Moon, the Ababa are represented by the double cross sword and the Delma family are represented by the Sickle also known as the harvesters. They are the sickest of them all and they are a low key savagery family. They not only feel directly on humans without the use of agreed contour but they also kill other vampires they feel superior too," He finally stopped. He looked at me shocked and I smiled. it was the right time going to the point that he just spoke because I compelled him and little mind was just coming to terms with it.
"Oh dear, you look too conflicted, are you okay??" I asked in a taunting voice and he blinked..multiple times while his mouth opened and closed. I was seriously resisting the urge to hold my belle and laugh but that would attract just the attention I didn't need.
"How did…how did— I don't get it, I'm also a vampire, That's not possible, how the hell are you telling me that You can compel—"
"Where do you live and what is your date of birth??" I asked him before he could finish a statement just so I could clear his confusion and make him understand how much very possible it was for a higher class to compel a lower class. It might be insulting but it wasn't gotten by luck but by training and brutality. It wasn't in the blood but it was fought for by blood. I took a lot of instances where I was set up against people who tried to compel me and I fought hard to train my mind to make sure that I wasn't caught off guard but just by looking at him and his eyes twitching, he wasn't really fighting it which was how weak he was.
"I live at Camp road, and I was born July 4th 1994. Same as the day of independence day of the states—" His eyes cleared off again and I sent him a nice smile while raising my eyebrows at him and wiggled it just so he could see the point that I was proving.
"If…if—" He stuttered looking at me in horror and then looking at the door that was locked. All of a sudden, the all too familiar sight that I grew up to see in people's eyes when I became the monster I became because of my father. He looked at me like I finally was looked at at home. That bound feeling of fear and hopelessness as he finally realized that my empty threats that he once ignored, was now super real.
"If you can compel vampires and you have the smoke of Valhalla…you are the next leader of the Horus clan…I'm talking to the future king.." He bent his head down not in respect but in fear, a call I didn't entertain. If I wanted to be feared, I would have gone rogue killing every creature of the dark but I wouldn't do that because I'm better, I'm way better than that and going rogue killing vampires, witches and rare creatures of the dark just to be feared throughout the city would never give me the respect I so much yearn for. I looked out the window glass that occupied almost half of the room wall and saw a reflection of myself.
I was looking savagery with my hair standing all over the place. The whole energy radiating from my body could be seen on a radar from miles away and I knew this wasn't the life I wanted.
I snapped his head up to look me in the eyes so I could understand and screenshot the look of eternal fear in his eyes.
"You don't know me, you don't remember this, you were doing what ever you were doing before I walked in here, you don't know about me and sister neither do you remember about the major families and the bloodline, when you get home, they will pop up as memories from your dream and you would laugh them off because that's all they are…" I said in his eyes and his pupils were already on me as he nodded and they expanded. The job was done.
"Good, you shall wait here till I'm gone out of that door. Only then would you go back to whatever you were doing," I commanded slowly, letting him go and walking out of the door and closing it.
Due to the serious amount of energy I was releasing in the room, I totally forgot to check my surroundings properly and now I was fully regretting it. I properly remembered what I looked like in my reflection and right now his mixed reaction seeing me in the middle of the wrong hall which I was aware also had a restroom but belonged to him.
"You just can't fucking stay away from my shit can you??"