|Beware the gates of hell had been opened. Darkness spilled forth to conquer the light.|
The walls. The ceiling. The floors. The pillars. The entire building was not able to withstand the battle of forces between two entities that had a past filled with notoriety. One was the from the bloodline who had been dubbed as the betrayers and executioners of pure-bloods. The other was known among the passage of time as the Ultimate ruler of the Vampires, the King. No one was certain what the outcome could be as flames baptized and blood showered for this undeniable meeting designed by the fates. This collision revealed little as everything soon crumbled into the earth.
Allessa remained on the grounds while the others had decided to leave for safety. However, she did not want to move. At the very least, she wanted to be assured of what happened to the Nouralail pure-blood. This was the only thing she could offer in penance to what she had done to him earlier. She wanted to wait and know what had become of him. As the grand structure was devoured by the flames of inferno and as the dirt welcomed its destruction. She bit her lower lip in anticipation. The only sound which permeated to the grounds were the crackling of the fires and embers still burning.
"Lord Azriel..." She softly called and someone soon rose from the flaming debris. However, it was not someone she had expected. Rather, it was one of the infamous hunters and fear of mad vampires. The one now known as Noctis. He stood unfazed and undaunted of what had happened around him. There were a few smudges of dirt here and there but she could discern the man was utterly fine. Thinking about it, he was the one who had knocked her unconscious. However, he was not what she wanted to see. Looking around for anymore movements, she waited with great plead.
"Lady Allessa, Master is fine." Turning to the source of the voice, the black familiar was flying beside her with a comforting smile. It seemed he had returned to his usual form. There must be truth to that for Sodom was still here. Furthermore, Sodom did not have the inkling for deceit. The black furball was too much innocent for such things which was rather contrary to his Master who was not above all. "Where is he Sodom?" Amber eyes looked at a specific direction which was not far from where the hunter was. From that point on, Allessa cannot help but be infinitely happy. It was rather odd for her to feel so but, this was normal in one way or another.
Azriel stood unharmed from the collapse. However, blood splattered across his cheek while those silver-black eyes gazed with such intensity at the pest who dare degraded him. Well, this is how the pure-blood views it. Swords of varying lengths and designs surrounded his form which deflected the falling debris and as such. There were no need for such things. "I have no need for you, pest." It was delivered with such intensity of cold rage which was now seeping through his form. This was also from the added fact that his targets had escaped his reach. The King's presence and even that traitorous man were now unknown to his senses. He highly doubted that a falling building will kill those two. If it did, he would not have a hard time to end their useless existence.
This pest of a hunter really has a death wish. He could have handled his matters if not for their interruption and intervention. They should have just stayed away from such things which was not their concern in the first place. "I will kill you for your interference." Once the swords were dispersed, he was about to deliver a psionic blast. However, Allessa blocked his line of target. He was not pleased about that at all. "Lord Azriel! Are you hurt?" The noble vampiress reached for his cheek to wipe away the blood which gathered thickly there. He slapped her hand away in irritation. "Get out of my sight."
He ordered with relentless coldness and harshness as he pushed her away roughly from his path. The hunter had already left which earned another point in his temper. He greatly seething and wanted nothing more but to kill someone right now. However, Sodom reminded him another matter that should require a moment of diversion from his burning anger. "Master! Lady Haruka is safe." Sodom landed on his shoulder not bothered by the frightening aura swirling around the pure-blood. Eyes much like the moon against the blackest of the night met those sun-stoned eyes of his familiar. There was indeed the matter about his wife.
Anger. Hatred. Vengeance. These emotions receded within him for now. He had the opportune moment to make the one responsible for the fall of his family to pay in blood. However, he let that slipped away. But now, he was certain that the blasphemous man was still alive. He will have his chance again. When that day comes, he will kill that Light. He will kill and enjoy it. Then, there was the issue about this King. He will handle that in stride as he was not mainly his concern for now. Now, he must gather his resources and never be caught in such a surprise once again. He will not let that happen twice.
"Handle this, Allessa." The said vampiress was rather saddened by Azriel's harshness but immediately cheered up when she heard him addressing her. It seemed the pure-blood still undoubtedly trusted her despite with what happened. She was thankful for that. "I will. Go and fetch your wife." In the end, she had seen glimpses about the pure-blood's chosen wife. The girl was not normal by any means. But more than that, the girl has an impact on Azriel. So, there must still be hope in there. The pure-blood did not look at her and simple walked away from the scene while Sodom had a pleasant smile on its face.
Some time passed before Azriel stood before a door. It seemed that prefect had taken his tool to her house. He really could careless about it. As long as his tool was unharmed, it was all good. He was also certain there was no need for him to ring the doorbell or knock. Why was that? They were hunters, he did not take the liberty to hide the fact he was a pure-blood. Moreover, he did not bother much with his current appearance. He simply wanted to get his tool and that is all. Once the door was opened, he simply stated one fact as the hunters bared their weapons at him. "Give her back to me."
Allessa remained on the grounds while the others had decided to leave for safety. However, she did not want to move. At the very least, she wanted to be assured of what happened to the Nouralail pure-blood. This was the only thing she could offer in penance to what she had done to him earlier. She wanted to wait and know what had become of him. As the grand structure was devoured by the flames of inferno and as the dirt welcomed its destruction. She bit her lower lip in anticipation. The only sound which permeated to the grounds were the crackling of the fires and embers still burning.
"Lord Azriel..." She softly called and someone soon rose from the flaming debris. However, it was not someone she had expected. Rather, it was one of the infamous hunters and fear of mad vampires. The one now known as Noctis. He stood unfazed and undaunted of what had happened around him. There were a few smudges of dirt here and there but she could discern the man was utterly fine. Thinking about it, he was the one who had knocked her unconscious. However, he was not what she wanted to see. Looking around for anymore movements, she waited with great plead.
"Lady Allessa, Master is fine." Turning to the source of the voice, the black familiar was flying beside her with a comforting smile. It seemed he had returned to his usual form. There must be truth to that for Sodom was still here. Furthermore, Sodom did not have the inkling for deceit. The black furball was too much innocent for such things which was rather contrary to his Master who was not above all. "Where is he Sodom?" Amber eyes looked at a specific direction which was not far from where the hunter was. From that point on, Allessa cannot help but be infinitely happy. It was rather odd for her to feel so but, this was normal in one way or another.
Azriel stood unharmed from the collapse. However, blood splattered across his cheek while those silver-black eyes gazed with such intensity at the pest who dare degraded him. Well, this is how the pure-blood views it. Swords of varying lengths and designs surrounded his form which deflected the falling debris and as such. There were no need for such things. "I have no need for you, pest." It was delivered with such intensity of cold rage which was now seeping through his form. This was also from the added fact that his targets had escaped his reach. The King's presence and even that traitorous man were now unknown to his senses. He highly doubted that a falling building will kill those two. If it did, he would not have a hard time to end their useless existence.
This pest of a hunter really has a death wish. He could have handled his matters if not for their interruption and intervention. They should have just stayed away from such things which was not their concern in the first place. "I will kill you for your interference." Once the swords were dispersed, he was about to deliver a psionic blast. However, Allessa blocked his line of target. He was not pleased about that at all. "Lord Azriel! Are you hurt?" The noble vampiress reached for his cheek to wipe away the blood which gathered thickly there. He slapped her hand away in irritation. "Get out of my sight."
He ordered with relentless coldness and harshness as he pushed her away roughly from his path. The hunter had already left which earned another point in his temper. He greatly seething and wanted nothing more but to kill someone right now. However, Sodom reminded him another matter that should require a moment of diversion from his burning anger. "Master! Lady Haruka is safe." Sodom landed on his shoulder not bothered by the frightening aura swirling around the pure-blood. Eyes much like the moon against the blackest of the night met those sun-stoned eyes of his familiar. There was indeed the matter about his wife.
Anger. Hatred. Vengeance. These emotions receded within him for now. He had the opportune moment to make the one responsible for the fall of his family to pay in blood. However, he let that slipped away. But now, he was certain that the blasphemous man was still alive. He will have his chance again. When that day comes, he will kill that Light. He will kill and enjoy it. Then, there was the issue about this King. He will handle that in stride as he was not mainly his concern for now. Now, he must gather his resources and never be caught in such a surprise once again. He will not let that happen twice.
"Handle this, Allessa." The said vampiress was rather saddened by Azriel's harshness but immediately cheered up when she heard him addressing her. It seemed the pure-blood still undoubtedly trusted her despite with what happened. She was thankful for that. "I will. Go and fetch your wife." In the end, she had seen glimpses about the pure-blood's chosen wife. The girl was not normal by any means. But more than that, the girl has an impact on Azriel. So, there must still be hope in there. The pure-blood did not look at her and simple walked away from the scene while Sodom had a pleasant smile on its face.
Some time passed before Azriel stood before a door. It seemed that prefect had taken his tool to her house. He really could careless about it. As long as his tool was unharmed, it was all good. He was also certain there was no need for him to ring the doorbell or knock. Why was that? They were hunters, he did not take the liberty to hide the fact he was a pure-blood. Moreover, he did not bother much with his current appearance. He simply wanted to get his tool and that is all. Once the door was opened, he simply stated one fact as the hunters bared their weapons at him. "Give her back to me."