The Hunt For Immortal Love

I have seen some brave men before, but this man that has just barge into my home some rather be considered as foolish. Now I have been anticipated his presence but I have perhaps underestimated him for I would never have expected him to make such an entrance. Though that does not put the fact aside that he will pay dearly for his mistake.

So without having to blink for another second, I have my palm firmly wrapped around his neck. But the moment my hand makes contact, he grabs me by the wrist and flings my body, dropping me on my back to the floor. Then with a loud thud, he drives his foot into my chest, sending tremors through my body, shaking me to the core. But just as he is about to drive his heal into me again, I instantly grab him by the ankle and jank him down. With great speed, I rise to my feet, but he soon matches mine, and I find myself face to face with him once more.

With great force, I slam my hands into his chest, sending him sliding across the floor; the moment he makes an impact with the wall, there is a slight crack; he only but grunts and advances for me again. He slams his fists in my chest. I recover from my stumble, but he gains control and drives my body straight into the far sidewall.

He shifts his feet at an incredible pace towards mine and reached his hand for my face. With one snap of his arm, he smashes his fist into my cheek. He retracts his arm to launch at me once again, but I grab it in midair. I twist it behind his back; I step closer.

"You made a mistake coming here today, for today, you shall die."

Then he looks at me and laughs, "The only one dying today is you."

He reaches for my throat and clamps his hands firmly around, but my strength surpasses him by far, and I slowly snap his fingers back one by one.

I push him off from his feet; he slides across the length of the room and crashes over the side with a loud thud on the floor.

I make my way to where he finds himself and yank him up by the shoulder; with utmost ease, I lift him in the air and toss his body to the other side of the room.

But the man is a fool; he rises from his feet. He has not yet learned that his attempts are futile.

"You are wasting your time, my friend. It is not that easy to kill me, but it is easy to kill you."

He only but laughs at me and advances for me once again; this time, he yields his dagger from his pants. I tackle him to the floor; he lands with a loud thud. I push my knee hard into his chest. I twist and turn his hand. I try to gain control of the weapon in his hand. He flips me over and tackles me to the floor.

"You are going to pay for that."

"Oh, what are you going to do, dear Vampire Master."

He is cutting inch by inch into my skin on my cheek; I can feel the pain sting straight into my bone. But within seconds again, I have him turned flat on his back.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"I will show you."

"Oh, please, you? Don't make me laugh."

Then he drives the knife deep into my leg.

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"Aaahhh, you fuck."

Finally, as he lifts the knife up again, I grab it from his hand. I slam it hard into his chest. But I miss, on pure purpose, he is not going to die that quickly by my hand.

He only but grunts at me.

I close my hand around his throat one by one and grip as hard as I can. My grip goes firmer. Then he slams his hands around my shoulders and tosses me. He rise to his feet in less than an inch of the second.

And an inch of a second he spins on his heels and head straight for the open front door and with that I see him disappear into the night. But this will not happen for I gain ground and set off after him.

The lush green bushes are the only barrier to safety we have from imminent danger. In the dark of the night, they are hiding, ready for the attack. To say that there is not one nervous bone would be a lie, for, amongst the excitement, there is a sense of dread. The enemy is ruthless, and we shall not take kindly to their invasion; we will come done with force.

My only mission is standing in front of me in his own delusion grandeur. Revenge is going to be swift but very much sweet. I am not a man that holds a grudge and stew on things, but there are certain things that you shall not forgive. He has taken too many of my kind. Tonight I will get the closure that I have been seeking for. The minute I watch his body drop to the floor is the minute that I can safely go ahead and live my life in peace.

This I not only need for me, but I need to do this for us, the Vampires of not only London but around Europe. I cannot be a Master if I cannot protect my followers. My beloved knows what I am set to do tonight, and she gives me her unconditional support.

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But let us not get distracted; I need to focus on the battle ahead. So as the rain starts pounding harder, it creates the perfect condition to make their move. This is it; this is now; we are doing this.

And then...one...two...three, I step over the edge of safety into danger. With Edward in sight, we spread out and fill the garden. We are coming from all sides.

Then, I push the point of my gun past the opening of a bush. With one loud BANG! I let the full force of my bullets fill every corner. All chaos breaks loose. From out the brushes, from everywhere, they start to pile from their safety. From deep inside the garden comes a man that towers me. He has his gun pointed to my face. Well, that is not happening. With one soft squeeze of the trigger, he tumbles to the floor. From behind, I hear the loud scream of a brave soul running up to me. In mere seconds he falls to the floor in a piece of bundled flesh.

And, as they clear the way for me, I find my way to seek for him. He has not yet come from his hiding place. What a coward. He can torture, but he cannot face a bullet. He is mine. He will see the sight of darkness. He shall move into nothing. I shall not falter. I am here to make him pay. I cannot, and I will not either let him untouched.

So I find my way through the garden. The shots are short and scattered. It makes contact with each Human-Vampire that is brave enough to try and overpower a force that they cannot defeat. Take no prisoners. It is you or him. If you falter for one second. You shall meet the fate that was not intended.

While I hear the sounds of death fill the air, I come up for a thick, lush bush. From inside, I hear a struggle with a gun. A loud curse. The growl of a man's voice that I listened to absolute torture. This is it. This is now. Now is the time. And as he emerges from his bush rather confident, he stops dead in his tracks. Has he noticed me? Does he know the ghost that faces him?

And an inch of a second is all it takes for me to reach for his gun. There is an incredible fear in his eyes as he realizes that he has just met his fate.

With absolute slow agony, I softly squeeze the trigger; I feel as the bullet enter the chamber and slide with perfect precision through the barrel. As it leaves the barrel, it glides elegantly through the air. I watch as it pierces the soft skin of his chest, and in an instant, his body snaps back and falls to the floor.