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Kapitel 28: Oh Fuck

"... and at the end, I have nothing. No Evelyn." Max finally finished narrating some aspect of his life in hoarse whispers, his head held low in defeat.

Truths forced out of him, the bizarre world mocking at him silently.

Throughout his narration of the events he encountered, he intuitively knew from Hazel's eyes that she was silently emotional but her face showed none of that. If Max's story was true, which was indeed true, then she thought only three words could define him properly: Pained, determined, and crazy.

Now, she was silently pondering over so many things which the Vampire Slave mentioned, things that he internally deemed were too private during his narration, things he said all because of Cameron's unnecessary, digging questions. Many privacy violating questions for the Vampire's liking were asked such as how did he become a Vampire, who were Evelyn and Penelope to him and a lot more.

To Max's advantage, he didn't know the true answers to many of the questions. But still, he had shared too much and it was somewhat ironically relieving to at least blankly share his sorrows with people he never knew.

The dominating silence dominating the cage between the trio lasted so weirdly.

At long last, Cameron tilted his head ever slightly. "You mean you and Gold cooperatively attacked the Royal Castle because of a human child someone called Lucas abducted?"

Yes, true, Vampire Slaves were known to exist but their operations, leaders and goals were encrypted beyond anyone's penetration.

Hazel wondered where Cameron's question was heading to.

Not waiting for Max to say anything, Cameron slowly started shifting to Hunch form due to rage. "Who said you can find a Vampire in Royalty Pack's Royal Castle! If he's the creator of Vampire Slaves, even a man whose minions are deadly wanted!" He paused, realizing that the trait of his tribe was taking charge of him.

'I deserve all the shouts. I do.'

"I don't know." Max murmured truthfully without the need of the Truth Mist. "I don't know..."

With a hiss, Cameron continued: "An attack of tenths of men dying because you wanted to find a mere human in the wrong place! Just because you have been fooled by an old woman?! Do you know how many Pack Forces died because of that?!"

Raising his head up, something in Max returned to where it belonged. "As far as Evelyn is concerned, ya have seen nothing." Evelyn was mentioned as a "mere human", and that was not fine with him. His determination to find where the girl was returned in his eyes.

Annoyed and in a calm tone, "Cameron," Hazel called. "You are losing your cool."

Cameron angrily paced towards Max with his sharp claws elongated. "I am killing this Vampire Slave here and now!" he screamed as he was slashing his arm diagonally.

Authoritatively, Hazel ordered the Sak Werewolf: "STOP IT!"

As his claws were a few centimeters away from beheading Max, Cameron obeyed the princess's command. He retracted his claws and growled in fury.

"You are being funny," said Hazel. "If you can handle this in a civilized manner, we might learn more from his stories." she jokingly pointed.

"So funny Hazel. LEARN WHAT!?!" Cameron, being raged, walked past her while concluding his stand: "Finish learning from a fool, Hazel, and I'll be back to finish him easier. I don't need The Absolute Law's interference in doing so." His chest reverberated with thunderous growls like an angry dog.

Cameron strode out of the big cage, he had already shifted back into the Human form.

With no one left in here except herself and Max, standing in pure silence while listening to Cameron's leaving footsteps, Hazel's phobia of darkness was starting to stubborn her conscience. Max emotionlessly examined her from up to down: She had a well sculptured feminine shape, that was all he could tell. Putting his eyes down, the grieve of killing the innocent human weighed down on him heavier.

The Vampire Slave could hear in his head the dead man worrying about his family, how he sounded worried as he pleaded, how he cried and how he died so easily in his sharp fangs.

'I am sorry. It wasn't me.'

On the other hand, Hazel started imagining some dark red eyes floating everywhere in the cage, so she slowly strode silently and stopped some few safe distances away from the kneeling Vampire. The effects of the Truth Mist were already non active on Max, therefore he asked in full control of his words: "He will come back and kill me, was he serious? Please he should be."

Hazel twisted her face as she said, "Ridiculous. Let me tell you this. If your type can die, Royalty Pack will be facing no threat, not really though. He left not because of you, slavey, he left because of me." She informed bitterly.

Abruptly looking up, Max glared menace at the princess with glowing eyes; her gaze was somewhat soft; she gulped in fright; something about his red eyes reminded her about him; they remained silently while staring at each other's eyes.

"Ya may also leave."

In a deep, imitating voice, "Ya may also leave." Hazel mocked Max and chuckled. "This serious voice makes you somehow very dramatic like an actor from a tragic..."

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE! OR KILL..."

"Excuse me!" Hazel objected and before Max could end his statement:

Pap!

'Oh fuck… what!'

A sharp, speedy slap landed on his cheek;

How was she that fast? There was some good distance between them...

"Excuse me once more, slave..." The Crowned Luna dusted an invisible dirt on her jacket as she stood. "You don't shout at an esteemed princess like that." she said firmly.

Max could say nothing, his mouth slightly parted, his eyes glowing due to calm rage.

No woman had ever dared to raise a voice at him in his entire life, talk less to slap him on the face. Well... Penelope did slap him from time to time.

'Man... Except this weirdo.'

"My name is Hazel Bhojadev. A princess in that. I am still at making my decisions, but know this beforehand, that if I should finally decide on cooperating with you, what I'll want from you will also help you find the human girl easier."

Hazel turned about and started walking her way out of the cage. "We have similar stories that share similar goals, and I'm touched by your past."

Max pointed: "Ah never cared nor needed ya help, keep aside cooperating."

Without turning to look back, "Have some time to decide on that." Hazel adviced and left.


AUTORENGEDANKEN
Jaxmaa Jaxmaa

Power stones mission failed,

Kapitel 29: Ogreish Clash

Hazel's previous conversation with Max had awakened some dead emotions in her, likewise some memories and also the main purpose for why she was facing big challenges in her life.

She told Max something like they have similar stories that share similar goals, and that she was touched by his past. Wasn't that, too odd sounding?

Anyway speaking, what she found very common between herself and Max was their great will and the determination to keep what they both loved safe. In her case, not just a single person but the people of Royalty Pack, and many more which she loved.

Unfortunately just like Max, she had failed in doing that. But who knows, but she knew, maybe it was never too late to change things, however, maybe Max was the only motivation she needed to justify what she was about to do.

Currently sitting alone under a tree called Snow Apples somewhere quiet around the Royal Castle's compound was the only princess of her father, all by herself. In her soft palms was a thick pages book that had "STEM OF THE KING" written on its cover. The sharp air blew her helix hair gently as she fearfully flipped the thick cover open.

Suddenly, the sunless but nevertheless bright, cloudy sky had something as black as midnight shadows covering it entirely. The air blew no more and the floor had the same darkness spreading in every direction.

Royal Castle, gone;

Everything, gone;

Everyone, gone;

Silence, forged;

Darkness, formed;

Strangely, it was happening all inside Hazel's mind because of the "STEM OF THE KING".

Courageously looking up like a warrior, Hazel saw two red eyes looking down on her like an ant. Their sizes were bigger than the eyes of a mighty dragon from fictional works. At the middle of those eyes were two black dots, and circling continuously from the dots and outwards were thin black lines.

A voice belonging to the red eyes owner loudly spoke: "Why are you summoning me?" With every uttered word glowed the eyes' intensity.

Hazel's fear of darkness came crushing on her. She was now standing before the real red eyes that instigated the phobia of darkness in her starting from her childhood.

Mustering the courage to speak, The Crowned Princess Luna retorted to the owner of the red eyes with pounding heart: "To tell you to stop using Scorch on Diana meaninglessly. I will free you very soon, doing so should remain implying the left overs in between us ending forever."

The owner of the red eyes chuckled some grumbles.

"I prefer you act." Replied the voice, "Or I keep acting."

★★★

Max had killed someone to drink his blood two days and more than half a day ago. Presently for a rapid moment, by attempting to have control over his wildness, his Vampire System serially displayed:

[Vampire Status]

[Health: -75/100]

[Blood Lust: 83/100]

[Blood Time Out: 00h: 00m: 00s remaining]

[Blood Lust: Untamed]

[Evolutionary Stage: (Wild) Diurnal Vampire (Slave)]

Somehow naturally, Max had gotten used to living in his cage with terrifying yet fellow cursed abominations from all dark sides. Some of the times while being in the wild state, he could mentain his sanity for some minutes even without blood but then to shortly loose it.

Right now, as the wildness in his eyes returned to where they were been, obviously, somewhere around the same place, a dark figure in the Regular Werewolf form easily digged out of the floor. It came out of the hole and stood between two rows of Wild Vampires cages, before shaking off the little dusts on its black fur.

It never liked dusts.

Wild Vampires looking at the black Werewolf growled, others wildly roared alarmingly, some ran towards it but fell on the floor due to the chains around their limbs and the blood draining pipes connected to their backs.

A certain patrolling Royal Force came passing the other way across where the Regular formed Werewolf stood. Noticing the shephard size silhouette by his right, and hearing how the Vampires made too much noise, he shaprly turned his head:

The silhouette was gone:

Attached to the metal roof, it clinged its four limbs around a considerably big blood pipe that conducted away the drained blood of the Wild Vampires.

But there was something there, the Royal Force noticed. "Strange, I never noticed this hole before." he murmured when he stood over the hole with inspection eyes. At the same time, the black inodorous Werewolf clinging to the blood pipe shifted into the Mighty form, the most dangerous form, and let go the blood pipe in order to fall down.

Hwooop!

A murderous vertical kick landing on the Royal Force's neck instantly knocked him down to unconsciousness. His body left there, the beast in its Mighty form shifted to the Hunch form and put the unconscious body into the hole it came out from. Reshifting back to the Regular form, it stealthily moved in between the cages.

The Regular form generally had the best size for stealth and for accessing difficult-to-reach areas, hence some Wild Vampires hardly noticed its fast movements. In a minute time, it was silently standing like a devil's shadow outside Max's cage.

Max while keeping up with the scary silence glared his red eyes at the Regular Werewolf shifting into the Mighty form. His wild sense of smelling noticed that strangely, the Werewolf emitted no scent despite how super sensitive his nose was.

Swiping down a single strike, the Mighty Werewolf smacked the padlock of the cage with its hard paw, and slowly swung open the door.

On one hand, Max rose tall to his feet, his eyes screaming prevailing inhumanity, remarking every detailed moves of each black hair belonging to the interloper that was on the other hand.

And they froze in absolute muteness;

And Max dashed towards the guest;

And the guest dashed towards Max;

The distance between the duo closed, and closed and closed in before they simultaneously, oh yeah, delivered fantastic strong blows. As soon as their hard knuckles came into contact, sounds of bones cracking were produced: bones belonging to the Wild Vampire were shattered.

While Max was making a painful cry, the Mighty beast tightly held him by his hair and headbutted him.

Then headbutted him!

And heavily headbutted him!

And angrily headbutted him!

And lastly headbutted him again!


AUTORENGEDANKEN
Jaxmaa Jaxmaa

Even though the mission is a failure, I might keep the first hundred chapters for free for the initials.

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