✵BATTLE✵
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Blood magic.

A forbidden power among all creatures. To have it, one have to ki|| the person you love the most and when it is done, the power fulfill your greatest desire.

Elara wished for a great witch power and Darko wish to be the strongest of its kind.. and that’s exactly what they got… One more thing about this power.

They become evil.. their emotions lost.

Darko’s gaze moved down to his hand, red fogs sorrounded his body as he felt the power surging through every cell of his. It felt amazing.

“What a bastard” Logan’s voice sounded behind him. “Just how far are you going just to $h|t yourself and not accept that I’m the Lord”

Darko glance over his shoulder, his eyes glowing the deepest shade of red just like Logan’s.

“As far you’re still alive Zarek. I won’t stop” Darko’s voice sounded powerful but that didn’t scare Logan, instead it excited him.

“At least this fight won’t be boring” Logan chuckled. “Give me all you’ve got”

They lauched at each other at once. Darko’s strength was crazy and Logan didn’t disappoint striking back. Their moves were fast, deadly and could not be seen by a human..They smash walls, swinging their claws against each other.
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Elara laughed at the sight of Amelia walking gracefully to her.

Her beauty and aura made Elara laughed harder. How the hell did this Ɓîtçh survive the Desert of the dead. That aside…

Why is the aura around her made for the Queen. It’s not what she thinks, is it?

“Surprise” Amelia chuckled as she kept on walking.

“You’re not a witch. How is this possible?” Elara stopped laughing and asked, her brow $h00ting up.

“It’s something a Ɓîtçh like you won’t understand”

Elara scoffed. “Wh@ťěver” she muttered and made her whole body glow with bloody red fogs. “I doubt if you can beat…”

Before she could finish her word, Amelia was before her, her hand on Elara’s chest.

“You’re a such a slow witt” Amelia muttered sending a force to her chest.

Elara flew to a distance, this time landing in her feet, her body glows the more as she grind her teeth together. She charged towards Amelia, attacking with forces.

Amelia took one of her hand flip her to the floor, causing a massive crack as the earth shook.

She then drag Elara up with one hand and send a kick to her chest. Elara crashed to the floor, again her body filled drenched with her own blood.

Amelia slowly approach her, watching her spit out blood, her body still glowing like a goddess.

“Fine” Elara growled, her eyes completely black. “You asked for it”

Elara hit her fist to the floor and black fogs sorrounded the ground like thick smoke.

Amelia frowned when she saw a black emerge. Wait… Demons?

She leapt to the air when one tried to grab her. She landed on a distance from Elara and watch many demons emerging from the fogs and sorrounding Elara.

“Let’s see how you defeat me now” Elara laughed a loud, her gaze filled with skepticism.

Anger etched Amelia’s face as she stayed alert. Elara is sure not an easy opponent but.. she is the Queen.
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The bloody fight between the two vampires were bloody, hard and fast. Their strike would send a chill to anyone around.

When Logan jump and made to send a kick to Darko’s face, he vanished and Logan’s eyes widened. The hell?

Vampires don’t have the ability to vanish then what was that?

Logan eyes scan the hall. Empty. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on his chest, like a claw tearing his flesh.

His eyes widened but before he could get a hold of what is going on, another tear came from his back. Tear upon tear came upon him. They were all coming from different part. He still couldn’t see Darko. Logan tried to dodge some but it was too much.

The last hit sent him to the corner. He sneered, wiping his bloody lips with the back of his palm.

“How is my new power Zarek?” Darko’s voice sounded.

A low guttural sound erupted from Logan’s chest. His body healing fast, unlike a year before where he’ll heal in pain.

Darko slowly stepped out from the air.

Darko was using the Sleath ability.

An ability to move and strike quietly without the opponent seeing you. It was like he was invincible.

Darko chuckled. “It’s pretty amazing. You won’t even get to know what is coming for you. Haha!. Let’s get this over with”

He used the ability again, seeming to disappear. He began to strike Logan on every part. Tearing his flesh with his hideous claws. While Logan tried his best to dodge his attack… Though, it wasn’t enough.

“You think you can be my Lord?!” Slash. “No f-__-king way Zarek!” Slash. “I bow to no one!” Slash. “Especially not a forbidden breed like you!”

Logan spat out blood, d@mn, this Sleath ability!

Soon, Logan went on his knee badly hurt, his entire body dripping with blood. Darko appeared and vice-like grip Logan’s neck. He smashed him to the floor and let out an evil laughter.

“Now, you’re dead”
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Pain.

Pain was all Toby could feel, like a suffocating shroud that wrapped around his entire body. Every breath was a struggle, every seconds felt like a nightmare.

Naomi is dead, gone forever?

That thought alone, made Toby blood boils in anger. He recalled how the bastard Darko dive his sword into her chest, it played like a nightmare.

“Toby” Nikita voice sounded from a distance, even though she was close to him. “Toby you need to get up. Let’s get out of here, the castle is destroying”

The air around Toby felt heavy, his shut eyes flew opened glowing as his anguish was replaced with anger. So much anger, that surge into every of his cell.

Nikita eyes widened when Toby shifted his gaze to Darko and Logan was busy fighting like a monster.

“No, Toby” She shook her head and tried to hold him, but he pushed her away almost hurting her.

With swift movement, Toby took the silver sword that was used to ki|| Naomi and launched straight to Darko..

Darko red eyes flickered, sensing Toby’s dangerous intention. Toby leapt to the air, sword above his head and the tip facing Darko.

Darko smirked. “Dog” he muttered entering his Sleath mode and moving away. The sword dive into Logan’s tummy instead.

“Argh!!” Logan scream rented to the place and Toby eyes widened. Darko appeared behind him and grab his neck, pinning him to the wall. His claws pierced into Toby’s neck.

“I should thank you. You just made it easy for me. I created you, how dare you turn your back on your master, dog!” Darko roared, he looked back at Logan but frowned when he didn’t see him.

Didn’t Logan just get a stab from a silver sword?

Slash. Slash.

The swing of metal cutting out limbs with deadly percision, echoed in the room.

Darko’s eyes widened as he watch his limbs fall apart. His arms and legs disconnected from his body. He clumped to the floor and sneer.

Logan stood before him, the silver sword in his hand, dripping with blood. The part where Toby had stabbed was healed! He was stabbed with a silver sword, he shouldn’t heal that fast!

Logan glanced over Toby.

“Hey @$$h0le”

Toby was breathing hard and his broken neck healed.

“This is my fight. Find me the Duke and I’ll help you make Darko die a terrible death. Also, you owe me an apology once this is over, Toby”

Hearing his name Toby’s eyes widened. Logan remembered everything.

“Fine” Taking a deep breath, Toby nodded and obgiled to Logan’s order.

“No vampire can heal that fast from a silver sword wound” Darko growled from the ground as his hands and legs slowly healed. Power of the blood magic.

“It seems this words ain’t gonna stick to your head. I. AM. THE. LORD”

Darko chuckled as he stood, fully healed. “You can’t beat me Zarek”

Logan placed the sword on his shoulder and smikrde. “While you were busy having a little play. I was taking note of your entire movement Darko. I now know exactly when you’ll strike, how you’ll strike and where you’ll strike”

Darko scoffed. He went back to Sleath mode and attack Logan.
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Kali anger was vented on Darko’s army, the crazy obsessed one who swore their loyalty to him. Apparently, Darko’s army are trying to strike back.

Kali and some other army ain’t giving them a chance.

She was ki||ing numerous of them in minutes. The death of Naomi replayed in her head and it made her even more dangerous.

Jasper stared worriedly.

“I guess that’s her way of mourning” Charlotte said behind him.

Sam drove a car before them and asked them to get in. Before Charlotte got in, she sight Amelia from afar.

“What in the world is she?” Charlotte mumbled.

Amelia. Clad in a white sparkling jumpsuit and transparent cape floating behind her. Her fight with the demons were tough and intense, her movements a blur of grace and strength as she dodged and weaved between the snapping jaws and slashing claws of her foes.

The air was electric with the crackle of her magic, her jumpsuit glowing with an otherworldly energy as she channeled her powers to drive back the darkness.

Despite the ferocity of the battle, Amelia’s face remained calm, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination that seemed to pierce the very souls of the demons she fought.

With a swift kick, she sent a particularly large demon crashing to the ground, its wails of rage echoing through the realm as she stood tall, her cape fluttering behind her like a beacon of hope.

“That’s it” Amelia growled slammed her hands together and seems to draw out something. A sword.

Elara who spot it from afar, eyes widened. The Queen’s sword. No way, did Amelia just big that out.

Amelia stretched the sword to her side. The graceful, long and deadly sword glitters under the moonlight, its powerful aura made Amelia smirked.

Elara called out more demons and they all stood between her and Amelia.

Like a lightening, Amelia lauched straight to Elara, her sword slashing every demons that stood in her way.

Elara eyes widened as Amelia swiftly pass her like a harsh wind.

“I told you, you’re such a slow witt” Elara heard Amelia muttered behind her.

Elara made to turn but felt a sharp intense pain around her neck. Blood dripped down from a thin line that appeared around her neck and her eyes widened.

Amelia had slashed her neck severely.

No. She can’t die like this. Her thought was shattered when her eyes began to close. Her head disconnected from her body and fell to the floor, her body followed suit.

Elara took her last breath.

Amelia turned to look at the demons who began to vanish back to hell one after the other.

“Accomplished” She muttered. She snapped her finger and Elara’s corpse catch fire.
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Darko scream of terror and frustration rented the place. Logan had known all his moves and even can strike back.

His Sleath mode was getting useless.. he put his all but Logan effortlessly swing his claws and sword, blocking every move and striking back like a piece of cake.

“Is that all you’ve got. Fine. Let’s get this over with” Logan grabbed Darko by the face, inviting the strange sense that surge through him.

As if a fire was being placed on his face, Darko screamed out loud of Logan’s hold. It’s an ability of a chosen Lord.

Logan eyes darkened the more. “Allow me to return the favour. Try predicting my moves this time”

Darko’s eyes widened when Logan turned invisible too. Sleath mode. Logan has the ability?!

Logan’s attack began, slashing Darko’s from every part not giving him the chance to breath. His attack was brutal, fast and intense. Blood splashing all over.

“I’m your Lord” Logan muttered and made his final hit. Straight to Darko’s heart.

Blood spilled out from his lips as Logan’s hand held his heart inside teasing it with his claws.

Pain was an understatement of what Darko is feeling right now. His eyes blurred with his own blood met with Logan’s smirk. He was f-__-king enjoy this.

“S…stop” Darko stuttered, bringing up his weak hand to remove Logan’s.

Logan getting gave it a light squeeze and Darko’s eyes almost popped out of its socket.

“Just how much did you enjoyed f-__-king around with lives?” Logan asked and Darko slowly looked up to his dark gaze, filled with nothing but power.

“I’ve lived like a human and you see, one thing that made humans much better than a long lived creatures like us is their ability to feel,” Logan continued, his voice low and menacing. “To love, to lose, to suffer. You’ve played with fire, Darko, and now you’re getting burned. You’ve meddled in the lives of mortals, thinking you’re above the natural order. But you’re not. You’re just a relic of a bygone era, a reminder of a time when power was all that mattered”

Darko’s roared loudly, as Logan squeeze his heart hard almost destroying it this time. His blood flowing down like waterfall and spilling out of his lips.

“Fine.. just let go.. you’re the Lord… You’ve. Won” Darko struggled to speak.

Logan smirked, a devilish one with an underlying meaning. The one Darko knew it wasn’t a good one.

“That’s all I wanna hear” Logan muttered and drew out Darko’s that and crushed it before his sight.

Darko felt empty and the sense overcame him. Death. He slumped to the floor and slowly turned into ashes.

He lost.. something he never expected to happen.

Logan took a deep breath staring into space of where Darko ashes had just disintegrated. So many emotions dive into him, emotions he couldn’t fathom.

“Dragon”

Hearing the soft voice behind him, Logan turned to see Amelia standing from a distance. She was still glowing and radiant.

Her eyes turned worried noticing his hard breath, and teary eyes. She ran to hold him before he could collapse to the floor.

Amelia didn’t mind the blood all over him, and embrace him tight.

Logan buried his face onto her neck, inhaling her scent that calm his storm. His hand wrapped around him tightened as he trembles slightly.

“It’s all over, my love” Amelia whispered and Logan shut his eyes feeling just her.

Only her.

“It’s all over”

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