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course!” he
cried, as all the pieces began to fit into place in his mind. “Scarlet took
Sage across the water because that is the only way to stop me from tracking
them.”
The crowds began
to murmur, excited by what the news could mean. That perhaps, at the end of
this fateful night, the girl would be found and sacrificed so that the
Immortalist race could live another day.
A man with bushy
sideburns and thick, dark eyebrows spoke up.
“But that
doesn’t exactly narrow it down, does it?” he said. “We’re surrounded by water
in three directions. There’s no way we’d be able to search the entire ocean for
them.”
Lore nodded and
paced back and forth, wracking his brains. Where would that stupid little
vampire girl take Sage?
He shook his
head, disgusted once again by her human emotions. Love seemed like such an
unpleasant thing to Lore. It certainly had made his cousin stupid.
“Wait,” he said,
finally catching onto something, something that his mother had said. Something
about love. Love and family. “I don’t need to track Sage. I need to track the
girl’s parents. They were trying to get to her too, weren’t they?”
The black-haired
woman narrowed her eyes and tipped her head to the air. “I can smell a human
from a mile away.” She snarled as she spat out the word.
A sinister smile
spread across Lore’s lips.
“Then come with
me,” he said. “Lead us to the parents. And they, in turn, will lead us straight
to their precious daughter.”
The woman
grinned and leaped into the air, darting out of the cave on the current of the
wind. The others followed behind.
Lore followed
them to the mouth of the cave, but stopped on the precipice. He looked down at
the swirling waves, then up to the stream of Immortalists illuminated by the
moonlight. It was a beautiful sight. He smiled to himself, realizing that the
human weakness for love and emotion was to be their downfall. The Immortalists
would live forever. They would reign over the Earth.
“Didn’t I tell
you?” Octal’s voice came from beside him. “Our destiny is written in the stars.
What is meant to be will be.”
Lore looked left
at the great leader, standing so tall and noble. Despite the scars running down
his face, he still had poise and dignity. He was everything Lore wanted to be one
day.
“You were
right,” Lore said. “And I was foolish to question you.”
Octal nodded,
satisfied, and began to pace away.
“Wait,” Lore
said, feeling panic bloom in his chest. “Aren’t you going to fly with us
tonight?”
Octal turned
back and looked Lore up and down.
“I believe this
is your battle to lead, Lore,” he said. “I know you won’t let me down.”
Lore swallowed
and watched as his leader disappeared into the shadows. He looked back up at
the black sky, and the shapes of the Immortalists gliding through it. Power
surged through him as he accepted that they were now his army to lead. Tonight,
he would lead them into battle. Tonight, they would be victorious.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Scarlet’s sobs
tore through her. She clutched Sage tightly to her chest as she flew through
the air. His eyes were closed and she could only just feel his soft heartbeat
where he was pressed into her.
Her arms ached
but there was no way she was stopping. Something was pushing her onwards, as
though some force were drawing her toward the tower she’d seen in her locket.
She didn’t know
how long she’d been flying. It felt like forever. Time had become a blur of
fear, grief, and pain. And worse than everything was the deep gnawing sensation
in her stomach, the sensation that told her she needed to feed. She was craving
blood and it was agonizing. She didn’t want to be a soulless demon, feasting on
raw flesh like a cannibal, but the need inside of her was one she knew she
couldn’t ignore. She would have to feed, and soon.
Desperately she
looked around her, trying to see whether there was anywhere to land and hunt.
She felt
cried, as all the pieces began to fit into place in his mind. “Scarlet took
Sage across the water because that is the only way to stop me from tracking
them.”
The crowds began
to murmur, excited by what the news could mean. That perhaps, at the end of
this fateful night, the girl would be found and sacrificed so that the
Immortalist race could live another day.
A man with bushy
sideburns and thick, dark eyebrows spoke up.
“But that
doesn’t exactly narrow it down, does it?” he said. “We’re surrounded by water
in three directions. There’s no way we’d be able to search the entire ocean for
them.”
Lore nodded and
paced back and forth, wracking his brains. Where would that stupid little
vampire girl take Sage?
He shook his
head, disgusted once again by her human emotions. Love seemed like such an
unpleasant thing to Lore. It certainly had made his cousin stupid.
“Wait,” he said,
finally catching onto something, something that his mother had said. Something
about love. Love and family. “I don’t need to track Sage. I need to track the
girl’s parents. They were trying to get to her too, weren’t they?”
The black-haired
woman narrowed her eyes and tipped her head to the air. “I can smell a human
from a mile away.” She snarled as she spat out the word.
A sinister smile
spread across Lore’s lips.
“Then come with
me,” he said. “Lead us to the parents. And they, in turn, will lead us straight
to their precious daughter.”
The woman
grinned and leaped into the air, darting out of the cave on the current of the
wind. The others followed behind.
Lore followed
them to the mouth of the cave, but stopped on the precipice. He looked down at
the swirling waves, then up to the stream of Immortalists illuminated by the
moonlight. It was a beautiful sight. He smiled to himself, realizing that the
human weakness for love and emotion was to be their downfall. The Immortalists
would live forever. They would reign over the Earth.
“Didn’t I tell
you?” Octal’s voice came from beside him. “Our destiny is written in the stars.
What is meant to be will be.”
Lore looked left
at the great leader, standing so tall and noble. Despite the scars running down
his face, he still had poise and dignity. He was everything Lore wanted to be one
day.
“You were
right,” Lore said. “And I was foolish to question you.”
Octal nodded,
satisfied, and began to pace away.
“Wait,” Lore
said, feeling panic bloom in his chest. “Aren’t you going to fly with us
tonight?”
Octal turned
back and looked Lore up and down.
“I believe this
is your battle to lead, Lore,” he said. “I know you won’t let me down.”
Lore swallowed
and watched as his leader disappeared into the shadows. He looked back up at
the black sky, and the shapes of the Immortalists gliding through it. Power
surged through him as he accepted that they were now his army to lead. Tonight,
he would lead them into battle. Tonight, they would be victorious.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Scarlet’s sobs
tore through her. She clutched Sage tightly to her chest as she flew through
the air. His eyes were closed and she could only just feel his soft heartbeat
where he was pressed into her.
Her arms ached
but there was no way she was stopping. Something was pushing her onwards, as
though some force were drawing her toward the tower she’d seen in her locket.
She didn’t know
how long she’d been flying. It felt like forever. Time had become a blur of
fear, grief, and pain. And worse than everything was the deep gnawing sensation
in her stomach, the sensation that told her she needed to feed. She was craving
blood and it was agonizing. She didn’t want to be a soulless demon, feasting on
raw flesh like a cannibal, but the need inside of her was one she knew she
couldn’t ignore. She would have to feed, and soon.
Desperately she
looked around her, trying to see whether there was anywhere to land and hunt.
She felt
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