Later in the evening, Maverick and I started our uncertain journey to search for Lalaine, his fiancee whom I am aren't aware of her monster kind. The last time I remember is when she has large black wings and a long and pointed tail which he used to kill the man in the parking lot in front of a club. We haven't had enough rest when it took us long enough to clean the mess Cecelia's dad caused in my unit. Cecelia, on the other hand, remains to assist the contractors in repairing my unit and the installation of the CCTV cameras. "Dude, can we talk man-to-man?" Maverick asked while we are floating in the sky heading to his brother's house. He is in his raven form while I am in my bats. "Aren't we talking already, Maverick?" I chirp back. "you've been asking me a few questions while cleaning those broken windows and on our way here. What else do you want to know?" Indeed Maverick and I talked about a lot of things while floating in the air. One to mention is wh
While tailing off Lalaine, I suddenly ask myself what am I doing. Maverick's statement earlier seems to get into my head to allow me to ask my thought about why am I doing all these; helping people. Let alone I am fighting against another beast that might kill me or I kill her. Whatever the outcome is, it cost me the same - my lifeline. Since the day I voluntarily cut off ties with the team, I promised myself that it was not supposed to be part of the plan to get involved with these kinds of critical missions. Monsters. The Council of Vampires developed a four-man team that intends to address these kinds of problems in the city they were enlisted to protect, to keep an eye on, and to maintain peace and order. I was supposed to ignore this kind of scenario and focus on easier missions. It is the only way my vampire could survive without someone to depend on. But what am I doing? Where is the team in charge of New Orleans? What are they up to th
Instead of proceeding to heaven or hell, I was completely surprised when my body stayed floating in the air. I suddenly hear a beat. At first, I simply ignore the sound when it was a one-time sound until I heard another sound. This time, the beat was a bit louder compared to earlier. And it was followed by another beat until I realized the sound comes from inside me. So I could not help but reach out to my chest where, the last time I remember, Lalaine's tail pierced through from the chest to the back. However, this time I could no longer feel and touch the fist-sized hole in my chest. The wounds healed. And I could feel the vibrations coming from the beats of my heart. "What the hell is going on?" I uttered to myself before I reached out to my wrist where my lifeline was marked. The horizontal lines in it turned red. It was fully packed with red lines. Does this mean I am still alive? But how? I see it with my own eyes their colors turned black before I l
Human mindset sometimes confused me the most. I only tried to save Lucas from getting killed by a monster. That's what I do being stuck by a Cursed System. But in Cecelia's case, she believes that I did the wrong choice to defend one. Maverick, on the other hand, asks me to choose the right one which I believe is the right thing to do. Needless to say, it is my lifeline that was in the line of the situation. Either Lalaine or Lucas getting killed, whatever the answer gives me the same outcome. A deduction to my lifeline. Victim? She is a victim in the past but possesses an extreme threat, not just to Lucas but to humankind as well. Criminal? Lucas may have molested Lalaine in the past but he is now the victim. That is what I understand from the situation. The two once experienced both; being a criminal and a victim. It so happened that I choose where my life was supposed to get a lifeline increase but in the end, an hour increase was nothing to an entire day's deduction. So, i
No. That can't be possible. It happens years of years ago. Perhaps I am simply overthinking things. "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" I asked Cecelia right before I gulp the remaining blood from my glass. "Okay?" Cecelia agreed but she sounded skeptical. "Do you mind if I ask how old are you now?" I said back. "Why?" she suddenly smiled at me. Maverick also followed as though they shared the same thing in mind. It was the kind of smile that is telling me that they were about to tease me. "you want to know if I am already at the right age for you to marry? Well. I'm already at the right age to get a boyfriend but to marry? I'm not sure yet. Perhaps it depends on the person who wants to propose to me." "You talked a lot, Cecelia." Part of me wanted to smile at them, but I find it a bit awkward and irritating if I do that. Vampires are not prone to smiling. A simple number could have been acceptable. Cecelia may have answered my questio
"I'm so sorry, Giaus," Monbert uttered with guilt, especially when I pointed my sharp gaze at him alone. He wanted to slide closer to my spot to extend his sincere apology as he used to but Damon stopped him from doing so. Even if I was already gone from the team, I know Monbert still cared for me. After all, he was like a big brother to me. "Since when did I agree to these terms, huh? Do you guys even know the reason why am I here?" I said back. "Stop talking nonsense, Gaius." says the king before he ordered his men to get Maverick out of our sight. "Don't tell me your old team did not tell you anything?" Before those vampires he ordered could lay a hand on my raven, I turned Maverick back to his bird form and pulled him back on my shoulder. Everyone, including Damon and his team, was taken aback when denying it or not, not all vampires can do that kind of magical thing. I owe that to my deceased parents when I inherited a lot of things from them, inc
"We'll see about that, Gaius." The King hisses back before he contorted his face and his body size began to increase. Two seconds later, his black cloak started ripping off followed by those prominent large veins popping out of his skin as soon as his muscles bulged. Next to that is the appearance of those large black wings behind him and those large and pointed horns on his forehead. He becomes the ugliest vampire I have ever met in my whole life. "Gaius, are you sure about this?" Maverick worriedly whispered into my ear while waiting for the vampire king to reach his final phase. Soft enough that it was not obvious he opens his beak. "Shut up, Maverick," I said back. "Getting on his nerves is the only way we could escape from this hell of a place." "So, you mean you are simply bluffing about what you boasted earlier?" finally Maverick realizes my plan. After all, we once experience linking our minds recently. As soon as the vampire king finally reache
"Well, I have been daydreaming to fight against your son. Not to mention killing him. Damon's head and heart more than to satisfy my desire for revenge." I fake a smile at the vampire king to let him know he just send his son to his deathbed. "However, I need a bet on this battle. Or should I refer to it as a prize for whoever wins?" Monbert and the rest of the team got back after sending the rest of the vampires to a safer place. Perhaps they think that I will be fighting the vampire king. But a lot of things changed while they were gone. I'm not even sure if they know their idiot leader took the challenge on behalf of the vampire king. "Go on, I'm listening." says the vampire king. So I proposed to him and Damon about my bet; that once I beat Damon, I want the entire council of vampires will ignore my existence. No more summons. Second, none of them, including my previous team will give me an unexpected visit to my place. So am I to the village. I don'