Vampire settlement

"They killed our own and what you're worried about is how to get more power?" The anger in the voice bounces on the walls.

And the bearer of this voice was nothing but complete perfection, his pale skin making his blood red eyes brighter, a slightly pointed nose with heart-shaped cherry-red lips. From his chiseled jaw line to his sturdy legs, he was toned having the right amount of muscles in all specified areas.

Right now, those beautiful red eyes glared at the man who sat beside him.

Looking around the room, five other people of the same ensemble occupied the seats around an oval sturdy glass table. Though, a king would always be a king!

Zachariah Mallory, king of the Vampires! He reigned over all the five lords of the vampires and right next to him sat Thornhill, the vampire superintending the Messages of the vampire settlement, Almavac.

"They killed MY. DAUGHTER! Your Princess! Next best warrior of Almavac and you want to talk to me about more power?" He roars.

"M..m..my k..king, i apologize" The man, Thornhill stutters, his eyes blinking uncontrollably.

He clears his throat gathering his grit, "my king, the demons have made an atrocity! If Lucinda had made a mistake,it is but our right to discipline her. The treaty was to stay clear of each other but they nullified that when they took the life of not just anyone but...

"Get to the point, Thornhill!" Zach was nothing but impatient, his only heir!

The demons have just done nothing but wage a war.

But why? Why was she killed? What did his daughter do?

Lucinda was nothing but a sore thumb or better still she was unique, she.... she always stood out from the other vampires. She was one of those who believed peace could reign without a war. So why?

"Sources have reported that the ability users have been hiding with two alligned packs and now the werewolves are having a brawl between themselves for the ability users where they'd either kill them or share them, which I don't see as being feasible." He murmurs that last part more to himself.

"My king, what Thornhill is trying to say is if we want to wage war on the demons, why not we obtain these ability users using the war between the werewolves to our advantage." Gavin, more bolder with both hands folded resting on the arms of the chair, chest in the air and chin high. His build and physique silently telling about long years of training.

"My king, I say we infiltrate the werewolves while they are at it, get the stones of the ability users and march to the demon realm." Another voices out. Lucas. He was nothing out of the ordinary but his aura could choke any weak-minded creature.

"I disagree my king! Like you, Lucinda is also our daughter, our Queen! If there's something we all know about her is getting all evidence before pointing fingers. I say we analyze this first." Quinn, he sounded more calm than the others. Call it years of amassing knowledge and being Lucinda's mentor.

Zach sat on his throne-like seat, a beautiful bright gold, having a long line of red around its edges, looking closer one would see it was actually blood!

His eyes a little distant as he strokes his chin gently, he didn't want to make any rash decisions. The vampires have always found it hard to procreate, he didn't want to lose more than what he'd just lost. His daughter!

"Fine." And with these words some who held their breaths could finally breathe. "Thornhill, find out when it'll be best to come in."

"Yes, my king!" Thornhill lifts himself from the seat, he arcs his back towards Zach and as he turns around walking out of the door, his eyes flicker between his usual red and and a spine-chilling black, a sinister smile hanging on his lips.

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Author: I've finally decided to update chapters 3 times a week. Specified days can be contributed from readers.