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“The Blood Pact”

**~The On-Coming War~**

The three red firebird motorcycles groan to a stop as A.J. places his foot down from the pedal. Sighing, he watches Brian pull up next to him, with a very ill Kevin at this point.

Brian sighs nervously and struggles frantically getting off the motorcycle with Howie’s help to get the barely conscious Kevin off the vehicle.

“Kev, Kev, hey don’t worry. We’re trying to get some form of blood for you.” Brian whispers, passing his shaking hands over Kevin’s pale sunken cheeks.

Howie gulps and glances at the around at the area, it seemed they were mile off from the steady road. The forested area surrounded them and seemed vacant with only the quivering bare trees, shivering in the sudden cold wind. A.J. narrows his eyes and shakes his head slowly,

“D, we are in Florida right?”

Howie rolls his eyes, “What do you think? That’s where we were the last time.” Howie grumbles, placing the kickstand in place and walking over to a small wooden house.

“Just checking. Cause the trees are bare and that’s not normal.”

Brian whispers out, “Ye, yeah he’s right. That’s right. Why is that happening?”

Suddenly Howie turns to face them, his fangs gleaming and protruding from his soft lips, “It’s time. Don’t you see? It’s time for us to take what rightly belongs to us.” He hisses, his gentle chocolate eyes now flooding into crimson.

A.J. gulps and backs away, “Wow, wait! What’s going on with you man? What are you talking about? Have you lost your mind throughout this whole thing?”

Brian nervously holding onto a weak Kevin who’s eyes were now closed, sighed heavily, “Howie, did Liam tell you something that’s making you act this way?”

Howie smiles and breaks into a gleeful laugh, “Yes. He told me what we all needed to hear. I’m the lost descendant or rather even better than that. I’m the alpha and the omega. The beginning and the end. Without me, there is no us.” He voice deepens and booms, sending chills down the two men.

“Ho,Howie or whoever you’re suppose to be, what happened to you?” Shakes a frightened A.J. His knees sinking to the ground as Howie stands over him with a strange smile appearing over his tan cheeks.

Brian gasps and holds onto a weak Kevin, “Howie, buddy, are you ok?”

“I’m not your friend. I only look like him. I’m Dagon. Welcome my children to my world. What do you think of it?” Howie whispers, passing his hands over to display the vacant house now filled with dead young adolescent bodies torn and hanging over the dozen windows, with fresh blood pouring out of the corpses. Trails of the blood trail down the side of the house.

Brian exhales slowly as A.J. grabs Kevin and stands up with shaking knees, shivering in fear.

“How, Howie. What have you done?” Brian chokes out, his eyes welling with tears. A.J. gags and reels over as the strong nauseating metallic smell fills the air.

“I’ve provided. Now feed. You’ll need it. We must destroy those leaches that claim they follow me. Liam was a mistake and Demetrius failed my missions more than once. Seems my children couldn’t handle the responsibilities I gave them so I decided to come back.” Howie whispers softly, walking towards the bleeding house.

A.J. kneels on the ground as Kevin’s weak sleeping body was leaning on his shoulders.

Brian inhales slowly and follows Howie just in time to see Howie turn back in their direction with a smile on his face.

“Follow me.” He whispers out, beckoning them with his hands. Brian watches A.J. and helps him carry Kevin over to the new source of food.

The three reach the perimeter of the house and Howie wipes his hands over a wall, covering his palms with the falling blood. He licks it and laughs, “Let him feed, he’s dying, he needs this.” Howie whispers as A.J. and Brian gulp and push Kevin over to the wall to let the falling blood drip onto Kevin.

“Come on Kev, open up.” Brian softly speaks, opening his cousin’s mouth to allow the excess liquid drain into it. A.J. and Howie watch the blood flow into Kevin’s mouth as he slowly opens his eyes and swallows the sickening liquid.

A.J watches on in confusion, too many things and changes have occurred with all of them but the last he thought was that Howie would somehow be the one responsible for all of it. He shuddered as he watches Howie raising his head to the silent dark velvet sky.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Howie whispers, memorized at the dark heavens above him.

A.J. gulps, nervously groping his goatee, “Umm, yeah. Listen D. We gotta talk. This whole ‘I’m suddenly Mr. Top Notch Vampire’ isn’t working well with me. How about you explain it to us?”

“Explain to you? You already know, I just told you. I don’t repeat. Just rest and feed for now. I’ve provided and I would hate to lose all this blood on nothing.” Howie seethes, slumping on the wall and sliding down to sit on the ground. The fresh blood trails coming from the above windows drip down on them as A.J. watches on in disgust. The torn hanging bodies of what once were humans were now cut up so badly, it looked sickening.

“A.J.? A.J.!” Howie bellows, his flaming red eyes stare at him as A.J. glances at the man.

“Yeah?”

“Rest. You look tired. Everything will make sense shortly. When Kevin is ready, we’ll head out. Cabal is out there with Nick and we have to find them.”

A.J. simply nods and too tired to further question and receive more confusing answers, he crashes on the floor besides Kevin and watches Kevin’s sleepy eyes open up, slowly rejuvenating his pale cheeks. Brian sighs and leans on the wall, sitting besides A.J. as they both watch Howie whispering out a chant.

“Do you have any idea what he meant about this whole Dagon thing? I mean he isn’t right, is he?” Brian pleads to A.J.

A.J. simply shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head, “Dude I have no idea, I’m just as confused as you are.”

“Man, this sucks big time.” Brian mumbles out, banging the back on his head by accident on the wall behind, sending a limb to collapse onto his lap. “AHHHHH!! Get this thing off me!” He cries out as A.J. in disgust holds his breath and brushes the bloody arm off his friend’s lap.

“Shhh, quiet. They’re out looking for us.” Howie whispers, referring to Liam and Demetrius.

Both of the guys stare at each other and remain quiet as the confusion sweeps about them. They sigh and wait for when Kevin was ready and full of energy to head out in search for Cabal and his group.
~*~

His footsteps echoed in the silver moonlighted room, the natural light flooding into the intricate designed glass pane windows. Demetrius walks down the hallway to fling open the doors and see Nairobi’s corpse or rather her limbs littering the floor. He smiles and steps over one of her torn legs, his black trench coat flutters gently around him as he reaches the end of the hallway and leaps onto the window ledge staring down at the ground far below him. He kneels down, his left arm hangs off on his bended knees as he hears a familiar voice speak.

“There you are Master Demetrius. Liam and I have been looking all over for you.” Jezreel bubbles, her pretty little face peers over his shoulders as she looks down below. “That’s a far way down: you’re not thinking of jumping off this ledge now are you?” She playfully asks, her precious dark green eyes stare at him as her raven curls play over her ashen mocha colored cheeks.

“Why not? It’s a fun thing to do. I can’t die from a fall.” Demetrius whispers, a smile spreading his lips. The wind blows his raven hair as his pale snowy complexion shone in the natural light.

Jezreel whispers, “Can I fly with you then?” She leans to his ear whispering it.

Demetrius smiles and nods his head as he grabs her tiny precious palm into his. “Ok, just don’t look down, its more fun that way.”

Jezreel giggles and nods her head, “Ok. Let’s go.”

And both stand up from the ledge. Demetrius steps his left foot off the ledge’s edge and turns to Jezreel who does the same and smile. “At three.” He whispers and she giggles,

“Ok at three then. Three.” She giggles out and both step off the balcony’s edge, falling off the thirteenth floor to the ground that awaited them.
~*~

Liam and Orion board the awaiting black Lincoln navigator and close its doors behind them. “This is beginning to piss me off. They managed to somehow leave the building and I wonder why?” Liam hisses, staring at Orion who sat in the back corner of the vehicle.

“Don’t look at me, I wasn’t the one that let them go. You send out a whole army and they still escaped. You saw what they did to Nairobi, did you think I was stand around and wait for them to get to me.” Orion’s deep voice resounds within the vehicle.

Liam growls and picks up his black magnum, kissing the tip of the pistol with a smile on his face. “Orion, you’re the only one left of the chosen team that I assigned. That’s quite a feat. Shows true character. I admire that about you.”

Orion raises his dark eyebrows and watches on in curiosity as Liam continues to ramble on about how his prize possession has left the building.

“That ring was nothing but trouble Liam…”

“Forget the ring.” Liam interrupts him, “Dagon has risen and has been in the mist of us for quite a while. Only has tonight brought him back, but he’s out for revenge. I’ve disappointed him: me as well as Demetrius have longed to see the face of the creator, my father, your master. And I have touched the hand of him.”

Orion listens confused, taking in the confusing facts given to him, “Dagon is here already? How? We didn’t do the ritual yet? At least not all of it.”

Liam smiles and faces the backseat where Orion, who was sitting besides another vampire, stares at him. “We didn’t need to do it. He had implanted himself into the body of a human. And not just any human, THE human. The carrier.”

Orion smiles, “Carrier? A human? He already picked a human? So the ritual was for nothing, he’s already here.”

“Yes. But my fears long that he’s after all of us and will stop at nothing to see the blood of my brother and I on the ground.”

“Why revenge Liam?” Orion adjusts his holster, pulling out his silver magnum.

“Revenge on his race for leaving him so long with the dead. We were supposed to have raised him over a hundred years ago but failed after a human invasion by the government that implemented in killing our kind.” Liam whispers, rage flooding his light azure eyes.

“Sorry to hear that. You’ll face him tonight you know.” Orion states, leaning on the back of the leather seat.

“Yeah, yeah I will. It’ll be interesting. A family reunion indeed. I’m sure Demetrius is looking forward to it.” Liam whispers softly almost in a trance and turns back to the front of the passenger seat to stare out in front of him at the dark night.
~*~

Cabal carries a writhing lone wolf in his arms as he approaches the two woman and one convulsing man. Glaring at the woman, he deposits the wolf onto Nick’s lap, showing Nick to take some form of blood to live for tonight.

Nick’s eyes were drooped as the color of his complexion paled to an ashen snowy white. His back leaning on a tree behind, Nick gasps as his breathing becomes ragged.

Cabal feeds the blood to the dying man as Nemesis watches in pure horror.

“I say we should get the hell out of here. These things are all over the area and I don’t wanna live in Florida anyway.” Nemesis grumbles quietly to Damaris.

Damaris smirks and nods her head, “Yeah, but problem, where will we go? Like you said the vampires are all over the state.”

Nemesis snorts and closes her eyes, rubbing her temples gently with her fingers, “We’re armed anyway, we can always blow their brain their away.”

Damaris giggles and wrapped her wounded wrist across her waist, “You sound angry girl? I wonder why?” She teases playfully as Nemesis pouts her lips.

“Shut up!” Nemesis whispers, pulling on some of her flaxen stray locks that fluttered onto her cheeks.

Damaris rolls her eyes and watches as Cabal feeds the ill Nick blood from the animal. Cringing in horror, the girls gulp and shake their heads.

“I’m serious, let’s go.” Nemesis tugs on Damaris’s arm and both woman stand up, staying hidden in the shadows. While Cabal was busily feeding Nick, the two women creep away from the area and reach the deserted road they came from.

“Where to?” Nemesis whispers, scanning her surroundings.

“Anywhere but here.” Damaris responds as Nemesis snorts,

“Thanks, you helped define it more clearly where to go.”

“No prob. Just being helpful.” The petite woman state as they head walk down the road, staying hidden in the shadows of the trees.

As they were walking down the road, they could hear the sound the roaring motorcycles heading towards their directions.

“Uh, oh.” Damaris hisses, stopping still under the shadow of a shivering tree.

“What are you doing?!” Nemesis seethes, pulling on the smaller woman.

Both women were about to continued their trek when a strange yet familiar voice called to them. Nemesis stops walking, her heart bangs against her chest as she smiles, she recognized that voice.

“Howie! You’re ok!” Nemesis whispers as the man’s shadow steps into the moonlight.

Howie grins, “All of us made it. But time is moving, they’ll be here and the battle is about to begin. Save yourselves.”

“Battle? Wait you’re gonna go up against the head vampires?” Damaris whispers nervously as A.J and Brian step out of the shadows, while Kevin who was looking healthy again remained seated on one of the red motorcycles.

“Yeah, is that a problem?” A.J. asks.

“Uh yeah, yeah it would be!” Nemesis shouts narrowing her eyes, “You can’t kill off the leaders without you dying fools. You’ll be a martyr in your own plot.”

“Huh, wow wait. No one told me that if we killed them we would die too!” A.J. chokes out.

Howie laughs and shakes his head, “Well we all gotta go sometime right.”

“Huh! Oh hell no! I’m not dying for this!” Brian screeches as Kevin slams on the pedal of one of the motorcycles.

“I think I heard of something that can protect us.” Kevin finally speaks up, all heads turn to his direction.

“Well?” Howie whispers as they wait for Kevin to further explain.

“There’s a shed a few miles back, where a few blood filled vials are left from our stupid little robbery of the blood pact. I heard the O negative blood draws certain vampires away and is usually filled with an extra natural body chemical that vampires can die from. When we were told to get the blood vials for the Pact a few hours ago, it was for their benefit.” Kevin whispers, slamming down on the pedal, roaring the motorcycle to life.

“So we get the vials back and we’ll be ok?” Brian whispers out nervously.

“Yup.” Kevin smiles softly as Howie takes Nemesis hand’s and leads her towards one of the motorcycles. Damaris reluctantly follows behind as A.J. pulls the woman onto his vehicle. They all board and Kevin slips on some black shades and guns down the motor of the motorcycle, bringing it back to life.

“Let’s go, we got a fight on our hands and its gonna get ugly.” Kevin whispers and the three motor cycles race down the road towards the battle lines.
~**~

**~To Be Continued…~**