The Purge [IV]

Dorian made his way to the headquarters, where his brothers were chatting at a tea table.

Drake, the eldest brother, looked at his second brother, Dorian, with concern. "What are you doing here? Do you need something?"

The youngest brother of the three, Dante, raised his eyebrow. "Shouldn't you be with Master?"

The trio with their white eyes, and the color of their hair is the same color.

The masculine beauty they emit could make any human drool, let alone female vampires.

Their bodies are slim, but it does not exclude that under those clothes they hide a body fortified by training. Even though they are vampires and their psychic is several ways stronger than a normal human, being part of the division that only answer to the Clan Leader, they must undergo rigorous training.

"She gave orders. We must be in her presence. Apparently, we will have hard work to do soon..."

Sighing, Dorian doesn't know what Master wants him and his brothers to do, but he is absolutely sure that the little girl's expression means that blood will flow...

The trio looked into each other's eyes and understood the message.

The three brothers are several years apart, but having the same level of bloodline awaken, they can understand each other with just a look.

Since they were children, because of their white hair, they were always together because the other vampires did not want to get close to them. Most vampires have silver hair, and between silver and white for them having white hair is a disgrace to the clan.

Subsequently, the awakening of the trio was not normal. When they got their white eyes, they were disowned because no one knows the true story about the eye color, but the Clan Leader who had the knowledge of it, adopted them and trained them as shadows, they have no right to be part of the Clan Leader's army, but being shadow guards is not bad at all.

Being despised by their family and rejected by the clan, the only light and warmth they received were from the previous leader, Lana. The training they underwent was rigorous, but each of them could overcome it and emerge victorious as a thank you to the late Lana. After trial and error, they reached the position the trio holds right now.

But none of them expected that after only a hundred years of serving her, she would leave, but not before giving orders to serve little Mara. Which left them reluctant to do so, but on their word of honor they would do so, so much so that there must always be one of them by her side, day or night.

Little Mara is aware of this, but she lets them do it because she knows that this is the job of the three of them and that her mother entrusted them to do it. To deny them their duty is unforgivable for a vampire.

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After getting ready, they could report to their Master, Dorian, Drake, and Dante knelt before the little Master.

"Master, we are at your command!" They said in unison.

"There are several things I want to clarify before giving instructions, I may be a seven-year-old girl, but it is not something to be underestimated, I think you have seen what I can and dare to do from the moment of the ceremony until this very moment, right?" little Mara was with a sweet smile adorning her face, a smile that did not reach her eyes, and left the three brothers shuddering.

"Yes, Master! We are under your commands only!" They kneeled with more respect that couldn't conceal in their voices.

Satisfied with their response, she continues and gives the orders.

"Dorian, you will be in charge of looking for the crucial information about the factions, most of all the faction... The one that wants to rebel..."

At this point, Dorian knew she had forgotten the name of the faction, but he didn't bother to remind her, because he didn't even pay attention to the name, only to the actions he witnessed and determined to search even their deepest secrets, and of any other that wants to rebel against his Master.

"Yes, Master!"

Nodding in satisfaction, little Mara continued.

"Dante, you will be in charge of choosing a representative from the neutral factions and those that are in my favor, I want three representatives at the most, I don't want to deal with everything that happens and repeat my orders, it's annoying..."

The trio just realized something...

'Master is lazy, lazy to even think, so she doesn't want to bother with them...'

And they were so close to the reality.

Coming to the realization left them speechless.

"Drake!"

"Yes, Master!"

"You are the eldest of the trio, the commander of the Tyrant group, the oldest and most ruthless of the three, you will be in charge of leading your group along with several level 3 vampires, I want the faction eliminated completely... If the Elders intervene, you have the power to enforce the medium punishment and imprison them for four months without 'food'..."

Not only is she a little seven-year-old, but she also's lazy, and worst of all, she shows no mercy.

The thought made them swallow forcibly.

"Are the orders clear?" asked the little girl, raising an eyebrow.

Sweating coldly, the trio answered in unison again.

"Yes, Master, all clear!"

Little Mara felt satisfied with the orders he gave, and although she felt they were far from easy to follow or entertaining, the trio would comply.

"IT'S TIME FOR THE PURGE!"

"I want to eliminate those who will hinder me from taking my clan to great heights, be it old, young, or child, I don't care if it's a vampire. What matters to me is that they don't interfere. If you find someone like that, erase their existence!"

Rising from the couch, strode towards the window, her gaze lost on the beautiful horizon. "No one who dares to challenge my authority should go unpunished from retribution, much less death..."

The trio felt terrified when they saw her and felt her aura, which lightly enveloped them, but simultaneously, they felt that the same aura would not hurt them, but on the contrary, it protected them.

The guardian inside his cell, meditating on his coffin, opened his eyes and a blue light flashed through them and muttered.

"That is not the aura of power, that is the aura of protection, which is only born when the Leader wants to protect his own with all his or her heart..."