Hartley went home. She couldn't take it any more, she picks up her phone , attempting to call her husband. She would have tapped his number if not for what she saw.
The next thing that follows, a loud scream that triggered Ryan to appear with his brothers. The trios alone were shocked. Hartley fell to her knees crying immensely.
"How could the count do this? ", Ryan walks over to where the source of their astonishment came from. Revealing to be Richards' corpse. "...bloody hell!.", Ryan squatted touching the boys' forehead. "He's gone..."
"My questions remains ...what the hell did the count do with him?", Jefferson headed over to the corpse. Squatting beside Ryan. "The boys' corpse is cold... blood ain't flowing, no single life force is sighted..."
"Not even is soul nor is essence remains...", Ryan added. His voice deepens. "I have to find the count..."
He storms back up on his feet but Jefferson holds him back. "Brother... patience! don't rush this. We need to be-----"
"Richard...", Hartley faint voice protruded catching the siblings attention. She fell unconscious upon the stress placed on her, Johnathan caught her In a nick of time.
Ryan and Jefferson alongside Johnathan exchanged glances. Things was getting out of hand.
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It'd been weeks since Richards' death. No one informed Alexander about it. Hartley was kept in the dark, sleeping for days without coming out of it, a handwork done by the siblings to avoid a possible disorder in her mental system.
The count wasn't yet found and Ryan was getting impatient. He vexed , seated at the edge of a building, seating underneath the setting sun. The whole city buzzed with noise and there was no stopping, it was a part of what made it a city at first... busy roads, complicated life's... Ryan only wished he could have saved Richard but no he couldn't.
He thought deeply about everything, what would he tell Hartley if she woke up? there was no explanation that would work. What was his use coming into her life if he couldn't stop the count from killing Richard.
Soon , he questioned himself. 'Why?', why did he enter her life in the first place, foolish question that even himself couldn't understand. If he hadn't enter life... she and Richard would have been long dead.
And now that he entered, Richard is dead and his mom wouldn't be far from committing suicide. "... Great heavens! what do I do now!."
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|Elsewhere...|
The count triumphed over his ascension from the mortal plane. His disciples stood in mediating position on the ground. Facing their master, worshipping him. Hundred of souls devoured to become something else...
They were somewhere of radar. Beyond tracking measures. A black sphere that was levitating above city level. It situated there with internal aspect holding together an isolated island.
The dark veil corroded the vampires worshipping, tainting their core with the darkness ,the same darkness that made the count powerful.
Abruptly!
A violent crack hits the sphere out of nowhere and explodes shattering a hole in the sphere; the three brothers flew in.
"You! how did you--",
"It took us sometimes and even though you had enough power to hide your hide yourself and you disciples ...it wasn't worth it!."
The count cleared his throat. "... mind your tongue!"
Ryans' rage triggers and his eyes exploded with a release of chaotic energies, spreading vastly, distorting the sphere, ruining it structure. "No... it seems you have forgotten who we are... fine; you will be reminded."
The vampires flew towards the siblings but Ryan repels them back with a thought. One that scrambles their brains and eats up their existence I inside out.
The count roared at his armies defeat , launching himself of his throne but Jefferson and Johnathan takes control over his body and in return sends him rocketing down to the ground, crashing through mountains. Demolishing them.
He shoots out of the debris but Ryans' fist intercepts his face and he respond with a sharp wave. The fist didn't just knock him out. It blackened the whole souls he devoured , rendering them nothing.
He punches his fist through the counts chest! bursting it wide open!. Uprooting his heart , inducing an immeasurable heat that incinerates it.
The count laughs! coughing out blood. "You can't get rid of me so easily! your godlike power isn't going to be enou---", his head violently got stomped on by Ryan, demolishing the count face.
Ryan felt more satisfied, killing the count was necessary... but yet that didn't bring little Richard back. Ryan felt more angry than ever, he couldn't go against his makers and bring the dead back. The best he could do was try and make her life better.
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They returned home afterwards. Ryan knew what he must do in other to give Hartley a better life, one that he won't require the horror she had to live through...
The box of reincarnation... it was the only cheat code he had to revamp her. And he decided everything there , reincarnating everything despite everything that he was able to uncover with her help, he cared less about the fact that the originals were meant to disappear at the end of the book!