"Destroy magic?"I repeated what Ned had just said. "Why?" I asked,
"It's all connected to why the demon lord is trying to kill the progenitors," he said.
"Kill..?" Him saying that made a lot more sense. The minotaur attacking the school and in Pretoria, the hell hounds, all that was starting to add up now.
"Yes, kill." Ned continued, "Celeste would be dead right now if it wasn't for you, everyone knows that vampire powers are weakened by demonic magic."
"Demonic magics like hellhounds," I added. "Are the other progenitors fine?"
"Yes," Ned answered, "but I have a feeling that our luck will run out soon," he said staring at Celeste, who was still asleep on the bed.
"What do you think he wants?" I started to feel like I was asking too many questions.
Ned faced me. "The end of all life," he stated, "and a restart under his umbrella."
I chuckled and said, "No one has that kind of power, like seriously does he really intend to do something like that," I laughed. But when I looked at Ned, he was dead serious.
My laugh didn't last long. "No…" I croaked with emotion,
"That is why he wants the holy relics. He is looking for the power of creation and destruction," Ned explained
I didn't see that coming. "How…."
The room door suddenly opened once again, this time we both turned to see who it was.
A very beautiful girl, with black hair and cat-like eyes, had walked in. she had an amazing curved body, and she was dressed in a black leather jacket, black damaged jeans, and black boots. She looked like she was from a biker gang.
There was silence in the room, I was checking her out.
She glanced at the two of us but she tilted her head to turn her eyes on Ned. "Hey, babe," she said. She sounded so calm when talking to him.
"Babe?" I thought to myself. How did Ned get himself such a badass woman?
"Hey…" Ned now sounded less gloomy than when he was talking to me.
He then put his hand on my shoulder. I was still staring at the beauty that had just walked in, "This is Ralph, he's the fey progenitor," he said,
"Ralph this is Beatrix, my girlfriend." he gestured,
She gave me one look and scanned me from head to toe before she offered her hand. "I sense the elves' blood in him," she said to Ned.
I shook her hand back.
"Because I am an elf, well part elf…" I mumbled, with a nervous grin...
Beatrix scoffed after my proud introduction. "Well I am a warlock, I am part demon," she said. "So, what's the situation?" she asked looking at Celeste lying on the bed,
"Hellhound attack, it burned her arm and she's failing to heal," Ned quickly explained to her,
Beatrix moved closer to the bed as I and Ned stood behind her. She scanned Celeste and then cast a green magic circle. This one was different, it had a pentagram with an eye in the center, she was performing dark magic. I could feel it.
The magic circle started burning with green flames, similar to what Nana did when she was bonding me to Atreigon.
"Mikta ulf ana timbo"
She started chanting in the demonic tongue, she no longer sounded like the girl she was before. She now sounded like a man and a girl at the same time. She had two voices in one.
The atmosphere changed and became denser, almost choking. The feeling of pure darkness was underwhelming, the sky started to rumble from outside, followed by flashes of lightning.
The green flames grew on Celeste's burned arm and started to absorb all the demonic power that she had taken in. And once Beatrix stopped, Celeste's arm recovered immediately.
Beatrix gasped while absorbing the demonic power she had pulled from the burn. She staggered like she was about to fall. I grabbed her.
Her eyes then shifted to normal human eyes.
She pulled herself up and then glanced back at Celeste. "She's now okay, but that magic was on another level. Who summoned the hellhounds?" she asked Ned,
"The demon lord," he answered,
Beatrix looked at him with disbelief, "That's impossible," she doubted. "The demon lord died centuries ago." she turned to me, and by seeing my eyes she was able to interpret that he wasn't lying.
"A lot has happened in Tlavacus ever since you left," he said. "it's not like how it was fifty years ago."
--Celeste opened her eyes with a start-- as if she had risen from the dead.
She was breathing hard, and she was sweating excessively. She then shivered after seeing me. "Ralph…" she said softly, then lost her consciousness again. she hadn't recovered yet.
I touched her neck to check for a pulse, and it was weak. She had to feed right now.
"She needs blood…" I said to both Beatrix and Ned. "I need the room,"
They both nodded and did as asked by leaving the room. I then unbuttoned her shirt halfway and did the same for mine and it took it off.
I hope I don't regret this, I thought.
I grabbed a cutter from my pocket, then ran the blade deep through my palm. I started bleeding and moved my palm closer to her lips. I watched the red blood slowly trickle down and into her mouth.
I started to hear her heart pump once again. she opened her eyes, grabbed me, and turned me over into the bed with her using her massive strength. Her eyes were glowing a bright dark red, with black veins showing on her skin. Seeing her like this made me wonder if I felt something for her to go as far as risking my life for her. Even with the fangs and the bloodthirsty look on her face I still found her quite beautiful.
She hissed as put herself on top of me, she then bent a bit closer. There was a moment of eye contact. She looked scared, crazy as she looked, I couldn't take my eyes off her. I closed my eyes and then she dug her fangs into my neck.
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The next morning.
My watch alarm chimed,
I lazily opened my eyes to check the time before I realized I was in Celeste's room…. I… was…naked.
I felt a hand on my chest and when I turned to see who was on the other side it was no other than Celeste, who was also completely naked, I could feel the warmth of her naked body on mine.
She groaned as she scooched even closer to me. She was still asleep.
I didn't have a memory of what happened last night, all I remembered was that she was on top of me and she was drinking my blood, wait, did we do more than that. I was shirtless after all. Have I lost my virginity to a two-hundred-year-old vampire?
I was burning from nervousness, she was so close. My manly urges were growing stronger. I turned away and faced the other side. then let the devil take over…
"I small peek won't hurt," I thought,
I turned with a devious smile on my face. I lifted the sheets to see what was under.
And by the way, I am not a pervert just curious.
And then-slap!
Celeste screamed at the top of her voice as she pulled the sheets to cover herself.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she yelled at the top of her voice. Her face had turned completely red.
I said nothing. I was still in undying pain.
My cheek only needed a smoke to show how hot that slap was because I had been marked with her palm where she had slapped.
"It's not what it looks like?" I tried to explain myself,
"You pervert," she yelled at me. "You deserve death, for using a young girl." she sounded very serious.
"Young girl? Your two hund…."
In a split second, she appeared in front of me and threw a punch straight into my face.
Bang!
I was slammed into the bedroom wall.
Later that day, we had training and Celeste was still not talking to me. It was even awkward just looking at her because each time I looked she turned away nervously.
Maybe she was feeling bad about the fact that she almost broke all the bones in my face.
"if…you…think am going to forgive you, am not," she mumbled, then pulled back her hair.
Her tone was kind.
I said quietly, "At least a thank you for saving my life,"
We were using my backyard as the training grounds since it was big enough to handle free movement and magical attacks.
Without wasting more time, She produced her katana, and then shifted to her fighting position. "We going to learn, swordsmanship, and am not going easy on you," she growled.
The look in her eyes made me shiver. Was I scared?
I summoned Atreigon and he turned into a sword. I swung it through the air and then prepared for the training. And by the way, I have no sword fighting experience.