A few moments later the Count comes in with Darzan to see the corpses. She tries hard to mask her anger but Desmir already knows what he's done. "I've killed two people who were my closest allies." Desmir weeps " for what reason did I attack them." The count reaches for his shoulder but Desmir jerks it away.
"Darzan handle them."
"Yes sire." Darzan says bowing.
"This was your Moin instnis sensing danger from your colleges I fear they were still working my blood from their systems before they came to you ." Count Tempus says with pity
"Your blood I just killed two of my friends for no reason other than to sate my own blood lust. I am a monster like you . Desmir says casting his eyes down to the floor unable to look at anyone
"If you believe that then so be it they will not die here but come back as Nurin."
"like you mean. "
yes Count Tempus shakes her head only you will not have the chance you our not allowed to leave this room. until given order by me.
A few weeks pass. And Desmir trains with Count Tempus; they both never talk about that night. She probes Desmir's mind further trying to figure out his past but Desmir leads her to fonder memories of his friends and his life before they meet. And to that night that he killed his friends and sent them on a different path." As of right now Desmir you are my only pupil and as such we will be spending most of the day together" She teaches new moves and assassination techniques. She moves also faster than he does. And most days Desmir leaves battered and bruised but alive to his room.
Soon week's turn to months and Desmir grows antsy. It's been 6 months since He killed His friends and has been training with the count. he looks at the reflection water where he is bathing "I am in the best shape I've ever been in my entire life". he thinks and now the only thing keeping him mortal is his my past. Desmir grabs a rag to dry himself off, throwing on the clothes Darazn had picked out for him today a dark blue tunic and heads down the stairs like he has for the past 6 months to not see Count Tempus but instead the goblet of red liquid. Desmir cast his eyes at the table of the future war , to see multiple pictures moving around it as always. Concepts of war that not even the Count has seen in his lifetime. But in time they both well.Desmir grabs the goblet and drinks.
..
Soon Count Tempus's Red figure stands in darkness. Desmir kneels before her. "Are you ready to remember Desmir? It's time for you to show me the rest of your story. That you started six months ago."
Desmir bows his head. haven always driven his visions to easier times honestly he feared of being a child again. Desmir however swalls his fear and does as he told
"Yes my Count ."
Desmir waves his hand and the world begins to dissolve.Desmir speaks loud and hard. of his past
the void shapes into a bustling city . And desmir speaks
"When I was taken with my father and I was sent to a working camp. We were helping to build a great city. For the king at the time king Lalo of the north . A man on God's mission to cleanse the lands of witches heretics and evil doers he brought in tens of thousands of men. To his army and with that he purged most of the coastal line in a week. Chopped down forests. Killed millions in a matter of days. My father and I were working on building a wall for his capital. However due to my father's skills as a weaver we were soon moved to a bigger ghetto to help make clothes for the people. My People were weak, most have already become sheep to the slaughter my father among them. My father and I soon grew further and further apart within the years. The death of his wife and my mother shook him greater than anything that our captors did to him. I didn't know it till much later but he was a lost cause. I tried to act like him like all of them. But I couldn't. A part of me refused to bow down and take punishment for our way of life and by the age of 14 I had already killed my first few dozen men. However I was caught soon after I strangled the life out of a guard who was terrorizing the women in a ghetto close to ours. But over the past few years I gained a flowing with my people. Most of the disappearances of guards couldn't be blamed on me. The stealing or the deaths either. I was soon sentenced to death by a corrupt guard and somebody looking to take the blame of a noboles missing daughter. I had found the girl but was still blamed for the kidnapping. However a noble man had already taken notice of me and had me called for. I was bound when he came to check me out. A gag in my mouth the only thing on but a measly rag to hide my manhood. I was smart however. Knew that the best thing to do was hold my tongue. There was always a way out. A way to conquer. A week later I was living with the noble man. As his son and daughter's very own protector. And my father was put to death in my place. I mourned for him much later on. Forgiving him for his weakness."
Desmir takes a deep breath, cutting minds with the countess she nods in agreement.
"You have grown a lot these past few moments. And I believe it's time for your trek across the lands to find your target." The count's soul glowing a bright red. Pulsing form head to toe.
"I will show you my discussions with the target."
The Void once again begins to dissolves and in its place I see the count talking to the murder of my family a top a roof of some village.
"So you do remember the boy who attacked you?" count Tepmus says looking at the man
"Of course he was the highlight of that attack so long ago." the man says
"I plan on bleeding him and you are he's tie to this world."
"Then you will have to soon find another boy for you send him on a suicide run Count Tempus".
Another man appears.
"I see so that's why you asked my council Count Tempus. You plan on taking out one of my people. " another man appears from the shadows one dressd in a red and balck cloak covering his face.
It's nothing personal to Count Marshal but it seems fate has already put us in a standstill against one another. Count Tempus says to the cloaked figure
"I don't mind it, sire. Let him send the boy. I hoped to kill the rest of his family anyway". The man says, looking at his count.
It just seems that out of the Counts and the mortals this is your third student that has targeted one of my bloodied. Count Marshal Shakes his head. "but Very will then lord Leo you will test his true skills just make it fast."
Leo the man who killed my family bows to his Count with a wicked smile across his face.
"It shall be my pleasure."
The image fades back to the world of darkness. And Count Tempus shine red soul is the only thing between true blackness. "It seems even greater works have been put against you Desmir." Count tempus says shaking her head
"I don't mind my Count if he is a vampire I will kill him nonetheless."
"Also Count Marshal is not to be harmed in the process. I fear this may already start a war between us but I rather not truly spark a war if it can be avoided."
"You will head to a small village from there you will meet a scout who has information on your family killer Lord Leo." Count Tpemus turns to look at Desmir. This is the beginning of your journey as a Nurin. I understand we have skipped a lot of my species history to get you to this point but your Friends are already moving on to greater things."
"Do my friends live? "Desmir asks
"They are not of the living world; they are now fully fledged Nurin if not soon to be. Your path took longer due to your past and such traumatic experiences. I hope soon after this we can all welcome you into the family as Nruin.