ADAM'S POV
I waited patiently for the Forensics, I have become more impatient following the self-discovery, I drank myself into a stupor last night in celebration. I called in my comrades but the night, sharing the good news. They couldn't hold themselves as well, the joy in their hearts could be seen in the dark night. The place was lit with dim yellow light and no one could sincerely have enough.
The next morning, I managed to perform the national duties before calling in the forensics who were already at the door that evening. I heard another attack was raided on the town, so I let them run their investigation thoroughly on the two incidents.
"come in", relaxing comfortably on the smooth chair.
The place was too dark for them, it was written all over their faces. They stare from one corner to another wondering about the comfortability I enjoy in such a poorly light place, despite having a lot of paperwork to do.
people hardly step into my comfort zone, but they were so lucky to see this part of me and by all means, will be bound by an oat after the meeting, an oath of secrecy.
"The town was attacked again last night. . . . . ..", Angela started, " and 15 . . . . .soldiers were massacred in the woods your Excellency", she concluded with a shaky voice.
It sounded like a surprise to me, and everyone knows that I hate surprises. I kept my band from going into the woods yesterday, I never saw this next attack coming.
"Who is this now"
Diming my eyes, I left my chair with my hands in the pocket, pacing to and fro. To them, I was worried about the attack but I'm just wondering about the strange attack.
"Was I disobeyed", I scoff looking angrily at the forensics like they were the offenders.
"We....have pi...picture of the victims sir, the .... marks .....and print ..le...left in the woods your Excellency", Angela stammered, striving to be professional.
"You don't have to sound professional, it's a strange occurrence. . . . . . . . .. . let me see" I required going closer to my table again.
She placed the pictures of the bodies and prints on the table one after the other. A bloody scene that humans shy away from and I saw the fear littered on their mortal faces.
Hmmmm... . . . . weak creatures, I muttered in my mind.
"Sorry the pictures are very sensitive", Angela added.
"Not a problem", I responded smiling like a freak.
I know the wired thoughts, in their minds. The strange look on their faces, how they gaze from from face to another wondering about their Presidente's personality. I just nodded my head giving a faint smile before focusing on the pictures before me.
The bodily marks were long, numerous, and deep, running swiftly, tearing the uniforms and exposing the victims' tissues.
Examining carefully, I placed my hands on the striking marks, tracing them down to the end, and all of a sudden a flash of vision was exposed to me.
It was my band again!, I scoffed angrily, dropping my hands on the table and staring aggressively at the door.
I picked up the remaining evidence.
"This one is for the previous attack right?"
"Yes, it is, your Excellency", she replied almost immediately.
Taking another long look, the vision flashed again, and that was the attack I commanded. I just dropped it and went through the huge footprints and fingerprints on the trees, I know how all this, came to play. It's not much surprise.
"At first we said they were monsters attacking but. . . . . . From the attack yesterday, we discovered that the full moon is almost blown and so the werewolves have to feed for powers", she announced briskly, bringing out her phone.
"This was the video record we took of their dogs yesterday", she ended taking the phone closer.
Of course, the plan was going as well as planned, giving a grimy smile, I got comforted immediately. Getting angry over yesterday's attack that did not my seal won't be necessary.
Looking closely, the bulldogs sat on their hinds, howling like wolves, their mouth turned upward with their brightly colored eyes like that of fire in the night. Finally behaving like wolves, their full attention was glued to the almost full moon.
I burst into hysterical laughter, not minding the presence around me, and then I settled again, thinking deeply about the acts of the perros, the wolves will soon get their acts together, and the moon is almost blown. In a way, it stirred fear and anger in me at the same time.
Taking a quick breath, I went back to the table, stamping my feet on the floor gently, the needful had to be done before the doom. The ancient ones should be extracted as soon as possible, the full moon is just five days from now, and letting them bask in its glory would yield a stronger contender that won't be easy to defeat.
The most important part of the plan has just been accomplished, werewolves have finally been accused of the incident and now, they are exposed to all forms of attack, the supernatural realm can't even intervene this time.
Turning briskly not wanting to think too much before them, I encouraged the team and applauded them for a job well done.
"Before you go, let's get busy. . . . . . . . One last thing", I said, sending fear into them.
They have seen a lot and to them, I'm a hideous monster, more of a weird being that has no link with human beings. I looked deeply into their eyes and the fierce in my eyes got so into them that they shivered before me.
"An oat of secrecy, not just for the attained news but for everything you have seen so far.. .. . . . . You are now automatically absolved into my operative crew, therefore nothing must be shared amongst ordinary humans".
They nodded in fear, wondering what the oat might be like.
In just an instant, I stood with my legs widely spread out and my hands falling boldly beside me. I looked fiercely summoning the powers within me.
My eyes, I could feel the instant change, it shuns brightly red, and the veins moved all over my body releasing the aggressive blood of a vampire. My face was now pale and under my eyelids were totally black, I felt tasty for blood now, wanting to devour the souls before me but had to take it easy. I only have to possess them and not kill them.
Moving quickly, barely seen with human eyes, I dug my fangs into their necks, releasing the appropriate poison into their bodies, and in no time, they were convulsing on the floor and groaning in pain.
A major process for every infected Vamp.
Amazing!