C2 Unveiling Shadows

The screams of the captives echo with fear as Ethan descends heavily on the mortals, his fangs red as wine, his hand dripping with blood. He enjoys the aura of fear bestowed on the people.

"Ahh!! Please, save me," one of the teens cries out.

He drags her hair and pulls it with his strength. "Don't worry love,I'm going to hurt you a little bit and yes you might die during the process but don't worry you will come back to life stronger. I'm doing you a favor you will appreciate later." He brings out his fangs and sticks them into the girl's neck, sucking all her blood dry and leaving her twiching before dieing.

"AHHHHHH!!!Ethan the mad is back." He roared, hitting his chest and boasting loudly

"Ethan, what do you think you are doing?" Adrian came in surprised.

"Hello big brother, the city was getting boring, and I decided to have a tad fun. Here are a few humans for you to quench your thirst," Ethan said, pointing at his captives.

"Ethan, you must lay low, remember? You have to,"

"Relax, Adrian, I've got things under control. After we kill them, we raise them back by giving them some of our blood."

"Don't tell me..." Adrian said, looking surprised.

"That's right, brother, and then we sire our own army. You see? It's a win-win for us...don't you think so, sister?"

Sophie walks in, "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention, you were saying?" She asks as she wipes off human blood from her lips.

"It seems our little sister, Adrian, is enjoying this little facade."

"I must admit, human blood tastes so good, brothers. Adrian, won't you feast yourself?"

"Stop this very instant," Adrian said.

"Stop what, brother? The feeding of our own Stomach or the raising of our armies?"

"And what will you do with the army, hmm?" Adrian asked.

"So many things, brother, they will be ours to control, and in a few years, we will have an entire empire full of vampires. We will do as we want and the world will be at disposal again and mind you, this strenghtens our bond with this city. Making it difficult to get rid of us again"

"So you have got this planned out, brother, and you refuse to tell us?" Sophie adds.

"So you can leak it to your little lover Sophie? I would rather die than do that," Ethan smiling.

"We can't die, Ethan. That is our damn curse."

"And I'm beginning to enjoy this curse."

Ethan looks at Adrian and points at the people;

"Go on, brother, we have got a whole lot of people to sire."

Ethan picks a 30-year-old man and throws him at Adrian, who immediately brings out his fangs and places it on his neck; the man screams in pain.

Adrian, upon tasting human blood, suddenly feels an insatiable hunger as he starts devouring the captives, sucking their blood dry and making them helpless.

As Adrian picks someone and brings out his fangs, Ethan stops him.

"No, not this one. She will remain with me as an human; I really find her interesting," Ethan said, stopping Adrian.

"It's suddenly amazing that you find someone interesting," Sophie said.

After a few minutes, they started to fill the victims with their blood, and after a while, they begin to rise as vampires.

"You really are a genius, Ethan."Sophie says, and "You are my opposite, dear sister," Ethan said, smiling.

He gives his newly sired vampires stored animal's blood.

Few of the newly sired vampires suddenly enjoy the great source of power and strength.

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In the dimly lit hall of Ravenstone foreboding castle, King Eledor sat upon his imposing throne, adorned with dark regalia. His malevolent gaze surveyed the room, where eight colossal dragons loomed like shadows, and ten thousand soldiers stood in rigid formation. Amidst the ominous atmosphere, a hooded advisor cautiously approached.

"Lord King Eledor," the advisor spoke, his voice barely a whisper, "whispers of dissent echo through the kingdom. The people yearn for change, and the rebels grow bolder with each passing night."

Lord Eledor leaned forward, his eyes ablaze with a sinister gleam. "Let them whisper," a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Our dragons will silence their voices, and my soldiers will crush their rebellion. The eight kingdom is mine to rule with an iron fist, and none shall defy me." The air thickened with the weight of his malevolence.

"My lord, I think it's different this time; there are rumors of the Silverthorne in town," the advisor spoke.

A shiver instantly went down his spine.

"You mean they are back?" Eledor spoke.

"We think so, my lord. A report of over 50 people has gone missing, lord. Only the Silverthorne has the power to keep that number of people captive all at a time. Except we have a new enemy we are not aware of, sir." the advisor added.

Lord Eledor, trying not to look so scared in front of his advisor, told the head of his men.

"Phillips, gather 1000 men to patrol the city, while the rest of the men patrol My kingdom."

"Yes, my lord," Philips said.

"James, release Pyro, Blaze, and Ember. I need to ride on Blaze myself to check what's going on in the city," Lord Elenor said.

"Alright, my lord," he stomps off.

"What are you planning on doing, my lord?" Eledor's advisor asked, "I need to show my new enemies that I am powerful. My men patrolling the city should send down shivers to their heart, and my Dragons a deadly warning."

"My lord, there is a rumor the dragons cannot kill the Silverthorne."

"There is nothing that cannot be killed, Lucas; you just have to cut them throats"