CHAPTER 17: THE AMULET

GOLDEN-VILLE

15th October 1865

His dead mother was found lying in the middle of the streets. Raindrops were splashing on the earth. Her clothes were drenched by the flow of water on the paths in the streets. Strands of her hair were dampened in the rain and the liquid had washed off the blood that was on her arms and neck leaving scratches and bite marks. Around her neck was the exact red amulet that Darius stole from him. Vadim could see the bite marks. She was murdered by vampires. Her skin was cold and her eyes were open. Vadim whimpered as he closed her eyes, grasping her head and pulling her cold body closer. He couldn't believe it. She was gone. The only soul on earth who had always been there for him had died. He lifted her feeble body from the discomfort of the earth, it was his mother. While taking his mother's dead body, he stomped on the wet floors of the streets, crying until his eyes became red. He couldn't bear the pain of losing his mother to vampires. Why? He promised h