As the police vehicle drove on a silent street of Covington, Arthur had planned various strategies in escaping from the clutches of the law. These ignorant cops were oblivious of his true nature and simply following the orders of Sheriff Cosgrove. He planned on killing them but decided against it as that will be too obvious. It would only worsen the situation. Hence he opted for the other plan.
"I need to pee." He pitched innocently from the back. One of the officer smirked at him while the driver pressed on.
"Don't worry, you'll have lots of peeing to do when we reach CPD." He said to Arthur's dissatisfaction.
"Please, I can't hold it any longer." Arthur grimaced a pleading face in harmony with his polite tone.
"We'll stop by at the next public toilet. Now shut your mouth!" The driver sounded sonorously in an authoritative mannerism. Arthur relaxed for minutes before the vehicle came to a solemn halt. The Policeman handling the wheels alighted first, opening the rear door cautiously while his gaze sharp and unwelcoming, narrowed upon Arthur. It was enough to dissuade him from taking drastic actions. Arthur peered around the neighborhood as he alighted from the vehicle in cuffs. Silent and a few people who busied themselves with their various business.
"Come on, Let's get moving." The other ordered in an hoarse voice. Arthur grinned sheepishly before breaking free from the shackles of his handcuffs. Both men noticed early but too late to react. Arthur had activated his Vampiric speed. He watched momentarily as their body movements slowed. Both of them opting to pull out their pistols towards him. He quickly scooped off their guns before their hands reached. And then he offloaded the bullets briskly before returning the Pistols to it's abode. Once he deactivated his supernatural abilities, they poised their guns at him fiercely.
"Were you two gonna shoot me?, With an empty gun." Arthur chuckled as he released the bullets in his right palm to the ground. They gasped from horrific awe as their eyes ranged from their empty pistols to the fallen bullets. "Both of you committed two offence." Arthur lucidly stated while they retreated in their steps. "One, you arrested me without any criminal charges and two," he pursed his lips as he glanced between their shocked faces. "You simpletons messed with me." He bellowed.
Arthur's eyes changed into reddish black. He launched at the first, smashing his head into the vehicle's driver's window. He paced to the other with a curvy punch landing straight to the cheek. Both men fell unconscious while Arthur heaved a light sigh. His eyes ranged across the streets for any stalky eyes. And when he was certain no one had witnessed his dreadful actions, he strolled away.
Arthur walked in his dazzling white shirt complemented with a fitted faint blue jean under the setting orange sun. His eyes scaling about for ladies that would entertain him for the night. Until they landed on the gym rooted at the roadside. Nothing about the small building had intrigued him except the sign.
"Vincent's gym." He voiced inadvertently while skepticisms raided his mind. The name was too bland and there was only one person who would do this. Hence, he marched into the building only to find an ebony skinned young man who had the exact stature like he did. His hair perfectly afro cut, his brown eyes glittering with lust and his lips red as rose. There he was flirting with a lady busied with her workout session.
"You'll never change will you?" His voice protruded calmly knowing fully well his long time friend Vampiric hearing would pick his tone.
The ebony skinned man gazed at Arthur immediately and then a smile morphed energetically on his face. Arthur smiled too, both walking towards each other with open arms.
"My man!!" His friend blared as they hugged tightly.
"It's so good to see you again, Vincent." Arthur remarked, swiftly basking in the aged memories they shared. And looking at Vincent now, he hadn't changed one bit over the decades.
"No.....fucking...... doubt man!" Vincent emphasized with laughter minting along.
"Where have you been dude?!" Arthur said excitedly as they paced to a convenient area. Free from the others.
"Here and there, you know. Till I landed in Covington a decade ago." Arthur grew amused by the way Vincent exaggerated the name. He sure had missed his friend's cheeriness and good energy.
"You've been here a decade ago?" Arthur asked while Vincent nodded like an obedient child. "And I didn't know you've been here all these while."
"Maintaining low key is the only way of survival bro!. Remembering what happened with Nicodemus, I can't take chances." Arthur's eyes dampened at the sudden mention of his Sire's name. His friend had quickly noticed the moodiness too. "Anyways, how long have you been here?"
"Settled here a year ago." He paused his lips. "I too have been changing locations for close to a decade till I stopped here in Covington. Perhaps I might finally find peace." Arthur responded.
"So have you found peace?" Vincent asked sarcastically. Arthur retained silence thinking about his ordeals with Bella. If he had known she was the Sheriff's daughter, he might have left her to die in the hands of the Wolf.
"Believe me, Just when I thought I found it.....things are crumbling again." Arthur sighed, Vincent laughed with a mocking gesture. "I can't blame you. You've been here long enough." Arthur remarked with a slight frown.
"The ladies, the parties, and above all the blood is everything Covington has given me!" Vincent gestured, throwing his hands in the air before they sat at the corner of the gym room.
"How about Sabrina?, Both of you are still in touch?"
"Yeah, she recently arrived here too. Weeks back, I think." Arthur replied while Vincent nodded.
"Haven't you heard of the recent murders?" Arthur asked in a concerned mannerism. Recalling the mysterious gruesome deaths the Cops had been busy with lately.
"And how is that my concern?" Vincent shrugged, his face blooming with an energetic smile.
"It matters now cos things have gone haywire." Arthur replied. His friend's face once filled with joy now sank in dissatisfaction.
"Look I'm certain we aren't the only Vampires in town. Besides, I don't kill my prey." Vincent muttered in a low tone. Arthur wriggled his head.
"It's more than that."
"What have you done this time?, Arthur." Vincent asked with a sigh. Arthur frowned at his friend's witty remark.
"Well I certainly didn't kill any innocent civilian,"
"Says the almighty Arthur." Vincent cut with another dose of sarcasm.
"Just listen, the problem is, there's a human out there who knows my true nature."
"You call that a problem?" Vincent sarcastically returned. "Just use your special abilities or better still, kill this human. Besides, I don't see how it is related to the deaths."
Arthur rolled his eyes. "She's not just any human. She's the daughter of Sheriff Cosgrove."
Vincent's eyes sparked with horror and his mouth agape. "Holy shit! How could you be so careless?"
Arthur could tell his friend thirsted to yell but for the visitors. His tone protruded at a minimal level.
"We both know that we aren't accepted in this town. The Hunter Families would literally do anything to shred us into pieces." Vincent alighted from his stool, pacing back and forth in an agitated manner. "And I can already guess Sheriff Cosgrove is hunting for you right now. Hell she thinks you caused these recent murders. It won't even take long before they find out I'm here too. Arthur this is real deep shit!" Arthur watched in a bemused state how his friend threw his arms in the air.
"I know and I'm trying my best to fix things." Arthur answered in a solemn tune.
"What best?, how did you meet this stupid girl in the first place?!" Vincent scorned.
"First of, I didn't know she was the daughter of Cosgrove and second," he pursed his lips, reminiscing about the night. "She was almost murdered by a Werewolf so I saved her."
"You saved her?! Arthur when did you become a good Samarithan." Vincent remarked with an evident frown and amazement intertwined.
"I haven't turned any new leaf. I just did what I thought was right." Arthur retorted. Growing irritated at Vincent terming him a good man. But somewhere deep down, there were other reasons for saving her. Reasons he overly wants to ignore.
"Congratulations, Mr. Right. Your good deeds have certainly caused the whole town to be on rampage now." Vincent laughed mockingly. "There's only one thing left to do now."
Arthur arched an eyebrow.
"We leave this town as soon as possible cos we both know how this shit is going to play out." Vincent pursed his lips, narrowing his gaze upon Arthur. To which he clearly understood.
"The greater evil. Nicodemus." Vincent mentioned in a dreadful mannerism that sent shock ripples across their spines.
"If Nicodemus find us here, it's bad news for us and the town." Vincent's voice lowered. "And I'm not ready to die like a crushed ant!"
News spread like wildfire upon the sheriff's disappearance neither did another brutal murder stop from happening. The Town of Covington had soon descended to a temporary lockdown with curfew imposed on it's citizens. Fear and uncertainties had started to seep into hearts of the Innocents; for the nights brought deaths and terror. The joy and liveliness that once breathed in this small town now brewed into tension and quietness.Arthur heaved an heavy sigh thinking about the recent changes. To a human, the lockdown was simply imposed to curb deaths and find Sheriff Cosgrove. But to the Supernatural world, this was clearly a declaration of war. A war between the prestigious Hunter Families of Covington and Supernatural creatures. Precisely the Werewolves and Vampires. Most times Witches were spared but the same fate can't be said for the rest. There existed a time, when the Supernatural creatures were in unison with humans of Covington. A past where they all lived in harmony until Nicod
And so, the Lockwood's annual party came to an abrupt terrific end. One could start with the police circling about the bloody scenery or the blaring tone and lights of several ambulance vehicles. Perhaps one could start with the bodies itself. Some had their hearts ripped out of their chest, others had obvious bite marks across their necks. But the main worries were the identities of these people killed. Dan and his clique alongside security guards. Bella would have assumed Arthur did the killings but he was with her during the ugly incident. And for the first time, she chose to believe his words. Whoever was doing this meant more harm than Arthur. "Bella Cosgrove." A tall heavily built man uttered beside her. His appearance formal and in harmony with his dark clothing. It wasn't far-fetched this man was a bodyguard. "Mr. Lockwood requests of your presence. Please follow me."She nodded and was about to depart from the ugly scenery until Arthur held her abruptly. Grinning sinister
The chirping of birds and the heating sensation of sun rays gradually stole Jeremy from his long sleep. He couldn't tell how long he'd passed out nor if he were still held by chains. Suspending him midair and giving him the most gruesome pain he's ever experienced. His eyes awoke lazily and his stomach grumbled. Complaining about the long starvation. His lips were dry and his skin pale from long exposure to air and beatings. Realization dawned on him as he enjoyed the comfort of the small rickety bed. He was in a room designed like an hut and made out of oak wood. The silky brown blanket shielded him from his toe and up to his hips. Leaving his chest bare. How he had gotten here remained a mystery he didn't want to solve. All he thirsted for is to enjoy this comfort while he could. "You're finally awake." Said the stranger who emerged into the hut. His appearance elderly like one in his mid sixties. He had a grin that expressed how grateful he was, his pure Hazel iris glimmering in
Bella raced breathlessly across a street of Covington. She screamed but to no avail. The night was dark and unusually silent. Her trotting steps weren't the only one heard in the serene night, there were others too. A monster chasing after her vehemently. Threatening growls from unprecedented angles and a blooming fog that encircled the entirety of the street. She couldn't phantom where to escape, all she kept on doing was running. On impulse. Her strengths gradually faded and her quickened steps relatively reduced. From a fierce runner to a staggering lady about to collapse from breath loss. The growl sounded closer with every second that came by neither did the fog disappear. She knew death was looming around the corner but her legs were failing her. Unable to demonstrate her willpower. With every forced step she picked, dizziness dawned and her breathlessness increased the burning pain in her chest. "Help!" She screamed in an extremely stressed tone. Except her voice only protruded
1891 - North West VirginiaIn the ball room of the Denver's there dwells every elite, the hunters, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, dancing in harmony, appreciating their peaceful co-existence."Your elegance defines true beauty." Arthur muttered, proudly dressed in his dazzling black suit. Dancing to the sweet tunes that filled the air with the love of his life, Princess Elizabeth Denver. One of their hands glued together while his other rested on her waist and she on his chest.She found herself lost in his grey eyes with his smile that made her cheeks constantly pink."Is this how your charms work for other girls?" She chuckled lightly."Perhaps." He shrugged. "But I choose you. The lady who didn't ask for my love but captured it."They both continued to share their endless gaze"I love you Elizabeth Denver, you know." She heard him say boldly."I love you too, Arthur Middleton." She bit her lower lip with an happy smile complementing her face.Arthur's right hand gently toured down h
Bella's Chestnut coloured eyes faintly opened to a bedroom donned in White. Beautified by the sun rays piercing through the large windows at her left. Her eyes flowed to the white bed sheet and blanket. Although the medium sized bed was comfortable, it wasn't soothing enough to ease the faint pain blooming across several parts of her body. She wondered if she were in Heaven considering the pure whiteness of the room and every furniture. The last she remembered was returning home from the Public Library and being chased by a Blue Haired lady. Gasping for air and flaunting for help until Arthur saved the day. "What were your thinking?" Bella almost screeched from the tone that pierced through the chill air. Her eyes widened and relatively lessened when she saw Arthur positioned by the door side. She immediately began to wonder where she was. If this was his house or somewhere else."You almost died last night!." Growled Arthur. Whose voice contained both anger and worry. She watched uni
As Jeremy walked in sack clothing bare footed on the leafy ground. Bound in chains and accompanied by three Werewolves. Two men roughly in grasp of both arms while the last led the way. The forest grounds were shielded in dry leaves with tall trees. Where birds chirped happily. His Werewolf hearing picked little conversation of fellow members of the Pack. Their houses were faraway scattered abroad this forestlands yet they felt so close to him. While he travelled lazily and hopelessly on this soothing path that led to the unknown, all he could think of was his Family. His parents enlightenment on his true nature and of course his younger siblings. Relations he immediately felt a pull to protect. It finally dawned on him his parents never wished to dump him but neither had they any choice. Their Pack as well as others had been threatened with great war by Rogues. A war the Pack was bound to loose. Hence, they had to let go for him to live and one day find his Pack which he's done. Exc
"How about we go for a walk?" Bella glanced curiously at Vincent as those words toured out his mouth. Her body stiffened and her mind grew weary of his courteous smile. She found it bizarre that Arthur, someone so jerky and monstrous has a friend. Regardless, she wasn't ready to trust Vincent's smile either. He could be a monster in disguise after all."Let me guess, you're a Vampire too." She voiced in an uninviting tone."By Hell's grace." Vincent chirped, his smile deepening. She squinted her eyes for a brief moment. Thinking about his handsomeness and his endearing behavior."I understand you've gone through a lot in the hands of Arthur so it's fine if you don't trust me." His soothing voice sounded, jerking her from her thoughts."I don't even know who to trust anymore but fresh air away from Arthur would do." She responded with a sigh. She looked upstairs where Arthur had shut himself in. Wondering what devilish thoughts he was entertaining in his head."Shall we?" Vincent pitc