Ash’s point of view.
I call a meeting, bringing in every single badass I know, every fighter not only from the Firepit but from every undergoing fighting club around. Along with all my old army buddies from near and far, they all agree with me that this new-age Vampire King, as he likes to call himself, alongside his Queen and his army of bloodsuckers, must be stopped.
The Firepit is filled to the brim; as we discuss how to bring the bloodsuckers down, and we all agree after the championships, we will move out and hunt this King down; we only have two weeks to prepare ourselves now, two weeks to make a factory full of pure silver bullets and daggers.
I want that King's head on a plate.
I want him to pay for each and every life he has taken, every young person's dream he has finished, and for every human he has the audacity to call a pet. Maybe I will keep his Queen in a cage as a memento, my own little vampire pet.
When the meetings finished and the alcohol flows, I am still grinning as I think of the Queen locked inside a cage. Stan notices he looks at me as he says. "What's so funny?"
I am still smirking as I reply......" nothing."
The following weeks pass in a blur; our underground factory is knocking silver bullets out by the second, my fighters are getting stronger by the minute, and I make sure they each know how to kill a vampire. I have also taken Dylan under my wing, watching him as he grows from strength to strength; he reminds me a lot of myself when I was his age; oh and did I tell you he's only twelve years old, kept as a pet for a sick blood-sucking Queen at the tender age of twelve, just a child not even a teenager. Drained of blood and left to die along with the trash, I cannot wait to get my hands on this Queen, the silver cage I am having built is coming along nicely; should I have a bed put in the bottom? I ask myself.
No fucking way, not after the way she left Dylan; she deserves no comfort.
My fighters, my army friends, are ready for this war, and I believe we can take them down. We train day and night, every spare minute we have, as the days pass leading up to the championships... We are more than ready for this. It's finally the night of the championship, and tonight we will finish on a high; it's not so much about winning the fights anymore; tonight will be our final night to prepare. When the championships are finished, we shall celebrate as tomorrow we are going vampire hunting.
Standing on the platform watching over my fighters as they each win their own matches, one after another coming back as winners, the place is buzzing, the atmosphere is amazing, and these kids are feeling good.
This is what they need; they need to believe in themselves.
My older fighters are going in the ring now, and again they win fight after fight, each one raising their hands in victory. Stan breezes through his fight, not that I was expecting anything less, and the crowd goes wild as Killer is finally announced. Dylan walks me to the ring; he stops in his tracks, his face turning pale; I turn to him, concerned as I ask.
"What's wrong, buddy?" His face is expressionless as he looks into the crowd and whispers. "It's her."
I turn my head to see who he is looking at as I say. "It's who Dylan."
His voice is barely Audible as he says....."The Vampire Queen…... it's her...she's here."
I lift my head to where Dylan is looking………. it's her, the beautiful woman with the empty eyes……. She's the vampire Queen….
No, she can't be; she looks so lost, so empty, so broken. This beautiful woman who I have spent the last four weeks looking for cannot be this cruel vampire Queen that everyone talks of. My heart drops as I watch a man come to stand beside her; he whispers something into her ear; I see the fear in her eyes before she quickly averts her gaze to the floor; lifting his head, the man looks at me, his face fearless as his eyes turn red, he never takes his eyes from me as he makes his way into the ring, shredding his cloak on the way, his muscles ripple under the spotlights, his pale white skin taking on an eerie glow.
Fuck! I'm fighting the new-age Vampire King….
Well, I have never been one to back down from a fight; I shred my own cloak as I backflip into the ring, making the crowd go wild. I am Killer, the undefeated champion of the underground...Ain't no Vampire King going to scare me.
I smirk as I look up at him, he towers above me, but my old army officer always told me.
"The bigger they are, the harder they fall, son." and tonight, I'm going to bring him to his knees.
We fight round for round, he is quick, but then again, I've never fought a vampire before; on the eleventh round, he knocks me to the floor; as I look up, I catch a glimpse of Dylan, the fear in his eyes brings me back in my feet as I turn and face the King with newfound strength, Dylan has become like my son, and I will not let him down, I hit with everything I have, and finally the King begins to lose his strength as he is staggering in front of me. I laugh as I look at the mighty King, one last punch, and I know he is mine. Before I get the chance to pull my fist back, the air around me begins to fill with thick acrid smoke, it burns the back of my throat, and I look into the crowd as I hear the shouts. One by one, the people begin to fall as they run out of air.
I should have known vampires never fight fair.
I fall to my knees as I struggle to breathe; the King is now on his feet, standing above me with his fist raised; the look on his face confirms he wants me dead. As the darkness starts pulling me in, the beautiful woman with the soulless eyes grabs her husband's arm, preventing him from that last Killer blow as I hear her say.
"Don't kill him, Areon; I've decided I want to keep a pet after all."
Ash's point of view I groan as I try to open my eyes, my head feels like I have been hit by a brick, and my mouth is so dry; where the hell am I? I wonder as I look around. A fucking cage; I'm locked in a cage like an animal. Oh, the irony of it all; I cannot help but laugh as I think of the silver cage I was having built especially for the Queen. Standing up on shaky legs, I'm grateful my cage is at least big enough to stand up in. I check out the lock, but it is locked...; of course, it's locked, and the heavy metal does not move an inch. It makes me wonder what metal they have used, looking around this lavish room. I would guess it being pure gold. This must be the biggest bedroom I have ever seen in my whole life, and it's lavishly decorated in purple and gold drapes. The massive bed sits on a raised platform in the middle of the room, underneath a gold mirrored ceiling. It makes me wonder just how rich these royal vampires are. I sigh, knowing there is no escape, at least f
Ash's point of view My heart breaks as I watch her fall asleep, exhausted from the brutal beating that she just received, still lying on the floor in a pool of her own blood. The King looks at me with a sickening grin on his face; I hold his eye, vowing to get my revenge for this beautiful woman who lies broken on the floor. He leaves the room with a laugh, leaving her lying where she is. I watch her as she sleeps, unable to take my eyes off her as I try to figure out what is going on. One thing that I do know. She is not the cruel Queen that we are all led to believe she is, and all I can do for the time being is wait for her to wake up before I can get some answers from her. For the first time in my life, I find myself thankful for vampire healing powers as I watch the welts lesson on her delicate skin...A couple of hours later and I hear her let out a groan before she opens her eyes, I wish I could reach out to her, but she is too far away from me. She quickly covers herself up
Ash's point of view. I've spent the whole afternoon talking to Queen Anna, and the more she tells me, the harder my heart breaks for her; she has no life living with the King; he took her away from her family, her home, from everyone she loved, she has a few friends in the palace staff that she can trust, but she's lonely and scared, and she wears her heart in her sleeve. She jumps when a bell sounds in the palace, and I look up as I ask. "What the hell is that?" She lowers her head and whispers. "The King is back." Before she runs to slip on her shoes as she says. "I have to go; he expects everyone to greet him when he comes home." And with that, she's gone to stand in line and greet her husband along with the rest of the palace staff; she's just as much a slave to him as I am. I clench my fists in anger; this whole situation is so fucked up that it makes my blood boil. I don't see her for the next few hours, and I find it strange that I feel worried for her, making me wonde
Ash's point of view.It's crazy how quickly your life can change one minute; I'm a champion fighter, and the next, I'm a pet, kept in a cage and walked on a lead. I shrug, the thought from my mind. The next few days are all about finding out the King's weakness, his army of bloodsuckers and my way around the Palace so that I can plan my next move. I don't need to worry about Stan and the rest of the fighters. My most loyal friends will know where to find me when I plan my escape.The Queen doesn't speak a word as she leads me into a waiting limo; I know from the look on her face she's not happy treating me this way. I go to sit on one of the seats; Anna yanks the lead shaking her head as her eyes look to the floor."Oh, right, I forgot I'm only her pet tonight."I sink to the floor of the limo as she lets out a sigh of relief before King Areon joins us. He smirks when he sees me sitting on the floor before he says."I do hope your Pet is going to behave tonight. I would hate to have t
Ash's point of view I look at Anna as she smiles; damn, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life; this is the first time that I have seen her smile, and it's beautiful. Her eyes light up with hope and freedom. I don't know, but her smile is just…. Wow! I take her hand in mine, knowing that we need to get to the safe house as soon as we possibly can. It is the only way I can guarantee her safety. Shit, we have a lot of ground to cover, and much of it is rough terrain. I look at her in her designer dress and ridiculously high heels. This is going to be hard on her. I look at her as I say. "Give me your shoes." She hands them over with a frown, and I break off the heels hoping that it will make the trek a little easier for her. There is not much I can do with the dress, though, handing the shoes back as I go to take off my jacket as I say. "Are you cold.?" Anna begins to giggle as she pushes that jacket back at me as she says, "You're going to need that more
Chapter 9Ash's point of view."I need blood", she whispers before she collapses in my arms."Anna," I shout as I desperately try to wake her up. Fuck, this is not good. I don't have time to hunt for a blood source; there's only one thing I can do to keep her alive. With my heart in my mouth, I race into the kitchen, taking a knife from the drawer before running back into the bedroom and bringing the blade down as I slash across my palm."Fuck."I let out a groan of pain as the blade pierces my skin before placing my hand over her mouth and forcing her lips open as I let the blood trickle inside, praying that it somehow gets into her body.It seems like an eternity before she finally flickers her eyes open as she sucks greedily on my blood; her eyes go wide when she realises where the blood is coming from. She lets out a groan before she leans over the side of the bed and throws up all over the floor."Are you okay?" I ask as I look at her, not knowing what the hell is going on."Yeah
Ash's point of view Why does she have to feel so good in my arms? We're cuddled up on the sofa; when the end of the film credits roll by, I whisper Anna's name when I realise that she hasn't moved. "Anna, baby?" I look down and chuckle when I see her fast asleep, her head resting on my shoulder; even when she sleeps, she's so fucking beautiful. I sit and hold her, just for a while…. I tell myself. Tomorrow I will put some distance between us. I have to for my own sanity; how the hell can I be attracted to a Vampire; it just isn't right... It does not make any sense at all. I let out a sigh before picking her up and carrying her to bed; she is so light in my arms. She seems too fragile to be a Vampire, too small. If she were human, I would be wanting to feed her up; she is nothing but skin and bones. I know that having a constant supply of fresh blood is going to help her, but I wish that there were more that I could do for her. She lets out a tired yawn as I place her in the bed
Ash's point of viewI spend the rest of the day talking to Bear and his team; Anna keeps away. I think she either feels a little intimidated by the size of these guys, or she doesn't want them to know that she's a Vampire.I make sure to keep an eye on the time, though, sneaking off to make sure she's feeding. Bear raises his eyebrows every time I excuse myself.He never misses a thing…..Later on in the evening, as we're all eating, he asks where Anna is and why she's not eating; I make an excuse before heading off into her room with a tray of food.I still do not know how these guys will act when they find out she's a vampire. It's probably best to play it safe.Later in the evening, Anna finally picks up the courage to join us in the main living area; she takes a seat on the sofa next to me as she looks around the room. I can understand why she's feeling nervous around them. These are big guys, but they are good guys. They don't prey on the innocent.The longer she's in the room wi