There was terror in the air. The Kind of feeling that coursed through him was indescribable. His body had badly needed this for a very long time, and that sweet, sweet feeling had his lips spreading into a curve, revealing that anguishing and evil smile of his.
His eyes danced with satisfaction. A deep sense of satisfaction.
His brothers wouldn’t have done this if he had asked for their permission first, and so Aragon had taken matters into his own hands to deal with the problem.
Tonight, the thick scent of blood, smoke, and destruction circled the air as he stood in the middle of it all, burning houses and the screams of pathetic humans all around him.
Humans. Why do they still even exist in the first place? Only a handful of humans should still exist to serve the Vampires. The rest are just extra loads helping the Vampires exhaust the oxygen around them.
Extra weight. It wouldn’t be so bad if Aragon helped exterminate a few of those humans now, would it?
Finding a fine and large army to tear this place apart wasn’t so hard. Anyone would be surprised at just how many Rogue Vampires are out there that have been hiding, thirsty for human blood and all he had to do was find them, gather their numbers and strength and send them in here.
Limbs were being ripped off. Humans were being sucked dry everywhere he turned, and the amount of corpses, plead for help, silent cries and screams was only getting more and more louder.
Why had he attacked the whole kingdom when he only had business with the Queen and the Crown witch? Who knows? Everything around him makes his skin crawl and his blood boil like nothing else could. His spirit cries and begs to be set free so it can reign hell on everything it touches.
Aragon’s mind had been messed with. A mess that cannot be cleaned up. The other side of him had taken over, wild and free like the wounded beast that had been locked inside of him since he was born had been set free.
Images appeared back and forth inside his mind. Images he dearly wished he could erase. The sight of his tormentor, laughing like a maniac in the background, the sound of the laugh so gruesome and like a potent Poison to Aragon’s soul. Day after day, night after night, Ever since he killed the mad witch that had conducted the cruelest of experiments on his body... Aragon was blinded by nightmares, hallucinations, and images of the witch.
He would sit there on the floor alone in his room with his palms trembling, pressed tightly over his ear and he tried his best to shut everything around. Even though he had already succumbed to the madness he had gone through, still, the witch tormented the daylight and nighttime out of Aragon.
And Aragon’s mind had spiraled into the abyss. He couldn’t see nor think clearly anymore. His thoughts were never logical or well-reasoned anymore. His heart had been stripped completely off its purity, turning into a beating carcass of nothing in his chest.
There was only one thing he was attracted to. Blood. The image of blood pouring on his face, Rolling down his fingers was like his salvation. The only thing that could save him was the memory of how he had finally escaped and torn the madman into pieces.
That strong memory...he wanted to experience it again.
The feeling of that warm liquid rolling down his eyes, a sight that was red in his eyes...
The Screams. The plead for mercy.
Aragon’s eyes were twitching. He could hear it again. Blood on the walls, pleads and cries from the villagers. It helped sate his anger and rage.
But, this won’t do. Attacking only one kingdom won’t do. Maybe he would go after all the human kingdoms before the night came to an end. As many as he can. For as long as possible. Until the Bloodlust in him decreases exponentially.
Until he doesn’t see that mad witch in himself.
What Aragon wasn’t expecting was to hear strangled moans of the Rogue Vampires coming from up ahead, which meant there was someone here strong enough to fight them back.
There had been a very strong blast that seemed to have come from underground a short while ago. The Energy from the last had ridden all the way to the surface, and it did not sit well with Aragon.
A blast that powerful, having that kind of energy meant something had gone really well, or had gone down south. The weapon of destruction that was supposed to be in the Queen’s room was gone.
It can’t be...
Was someone down there altering it even more? Could it be that they had added the final touches?
As Aragon thought about these things, he calmly walked toward the place where the strangled sounds of the Vampires were coming from, and he saw two people fighting them off.
One was a warrior. A regular Human that had superhuman strength.
The other one was a woman. She was giving off the smell of royalty, but she wasn’t human. He could see that without even touching the Vampires, she had taken control of their minds and made them kill themselves.
What was she? The power to control Vampires? Aragon took in a deep breath. No...she didn’t just have the power to control only Vampires...did she?
Plus, her face was all too familiar. Aragon never did any investigation on his own concerning the Crown witch and the Queen. If he did, all this would have ended very fast.
That woman... She was the Mad-Witch’s accomplice. He had seen her face, many times...she would hover around him staring at his body intensely.
She had been there!! SHE had been present. He had seen her kneeling next to the Mad Witch, and as soon as the Witch touched her shoulders...the Creatures of different kinds would come into the room and start to lay hands all over him.
Aragon’s grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled. He pulled so hard that blood ran down his face. He pulled so hard that the pain had his eyes swelling red, veins popping out like the whole thing was ready to fall off.
Seeing her... Was like seeing that Witch again.
Aragon had initially thought the mad witch was the one transforming himself between a man and a woman, but this... This concludes the story.
And from the second Aragon saw her, All hell broke loose.
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