Vampire, werewolf, human at the core. And the aura will look like a human one. In contours, in general terms... And it was like someone else was at the core.
And most of all, it was like a ring-curled snake. I literally saw a powerful scaly body shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow, a heavy head with sharp fangs, short powerful paws... paws!? But...
The dragon!?
Looks like...
I only came to my senses when I heard the slap sound. The man's head was wobbling back. I wouldn't get up with a slap like that, my neck would just break. And this one was standing. And he wouldn't even fall. And Alfonso said it in a haughty tone:
- You get the rest later, slave. Follow me.
I picked up the leash and headed for the club entrance.
I stuttered and clung to Mieczysław's hand. Now the vampire was the only one who kept me from having a fit of rage and madness. We stayed on the porch until all the guests escaped inside - and that gave us a couple of seconds face to face.
- Who's that? - I was literally shaking with rage. I needed to know what the creature was and why it let Alfonso treat itself like that. And Mecislav figured it out. The green eyes became begging.
- I'll explain everything to you later. I'm just asking you not to lose it. Keep it together. You're welcome.
- You should've brought some holy water with you.
- If you kill Alfonso, we can't live either. An assassination attempt on a councilman is like firing a gun at your president.
I understood everything perfectly. But I was shaking with rage. And the further away, the less I could control myself.
- Shit! Pray he doesn't provoke me again.
Judging by Mieczysław's face - he was ready to rush to church at least for a second.
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Alfonso and his entourage were already inside. Vampires and werewolves bowed down in their waistbands, and froze, waiting for His Mercy to give orders to straighten out. But Alfonso was in no hurry. He looked at us, and spoke in a secular tone:
- You're doing well, Mechislav. You dragged your whole group here, didn't you?
- Yes," the vampire responded calmly and even a little carelessly, but I could feel my muscles tense under my fingers. Good, you can't see under your shirt.
- I hear you've had some problems, attempted murder...
- And which of the greats wasn't attacked? - I couldn't stand it. And I was awarded Alfonso's icy look. "Who's that frog in the box? ».
I didn't mind. Frogs - they can be different, too. Like the poison arrow frog.
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To poison you, fall...
But on my face, I hope my thoughts have not been affected. And the looks... In my present state, it was like refilling oil into a fire. I was just burning with rabies and enjoying the flames burning inside me. I was walking around, stretching my legs, a beast with human eyes. A woman in a red cape smiled indistinctly. And at these moments, I wouldn't mind being her. To be one less vampire in the world.
For the first time in a long time, I was so close to accepting and loving my dark half. If she can handle it...
- So, dear, only those lords who do not represent anything are not attacked.
- Or to those who are not afraid," Alfonso gave me the answer.
I snorted.
- Fear breeds aggression. Sooner or later, anyone whose power was held in fear was killed.
- If before the lords did not kill their opponents. It was the most terrible tyrants who ruled happily ever after.
I snorted. Frankly brazen, so let it be.
- This argument doesn't make any sense. You stand by your opinion, I stand by mine. So let's end this, and tell the people to straighten out. Cause I'm tired of looking at other people's backs.
Alfonso nodded carelessly. Werewolves and vampires began to straighten up.
- Well. We'll continue our conversation later...
There was a bad promise in his voice. Normally, I'd climb under the table from that tone and agree to go out in two weeks. And somewhere far away from that particular vampire. But not now. It seemed like a tight string was ringing inside me.
A woman with beastly eyes grinned. "You want to talk? Look, no matter how your tonsils are ripped out. Through the opposite hole! »
Slowly, with meaning, sharpening his claws on the frame of the "beast from the mirror". Cast iron chips were falling out from under the claws.
- Absolutely," I cried with all my teeth.
Alfonso took a squeamish look at me - and turned his highest attention to Mieczysław.
- Here we go. Where were we?
- On a device in this town," I said.
- Yes, absolutely. You moved to this town, found a family name, killed a local prince...
- Everything happened within our laws.
Mechislav wasn't making excuses. He was just a reminder.
- Laws are the Council.
- And their violations are the emissaries," I strained through my teeth. If Alfonso did hear, he didn't give it to me.
- Correct me if I make a mistake. This girl hasn't gotten all her seals yet?
- The relationship between a vampire and a family member is too intimate.
- I don't care about your intimacy...
- That's what they gave you, voyeurist, - my quiet but clear lines remained demonstrably unnoticed.
- ...it's important to me to know - can she supply you with power without getting all the seals?
Mieczysław tried to stay calm, but I felt muscle tension on his hand under my fingers. I'd say a little more, and the vampire would cramp. Did something go wrong? Or is the councilman supposed to bend his fingers like that? Like a bull in a showdown?
Damn it! At least I can tell you who! All vampires used to be as polite as English lords in Skype negotiations!
Or is it - while they can't fight the game!?
Damn it, you bastards know! Sometimes you don't understand parents, even though they're 20 years older. And these are completely foreign tusks, which are a few hundred or even thousand years older! Who knows if it's manners, bastards or marasmus?
- Julia could have increased my strength from the beginning.
- It's an important quality. Come here, girl. I need to feel you...
- Touch yourself under the porn movies," I whispered under my nose, but did not move.
- Are you deaf!? - slightly raised Alfonso's voice.
Mecislav warned me that he had pressed my hand. In vain. And he should have ordered Valentine to teach me how to fight. To drop someone else's hand is easy - especially if the enemy does not expect your actions.
- I'm not deaf. But somebody else is ochamel. Hello, how you doing, nothing, nothing at all... Don't they teach vampires good manners?
Alfonso looked at me with such surprise that I understood - and in being a man was not taught. Well, you should. That's how I am - Tokarevich! In a moment they'll wise up!
- Aren't you going to teach me, girl?
Judging by my tone of voice, I wasn't taken seriously. Like accidentally flying through a wasp window. But I can bite!
- I have a name, too... Grandpa!
There was a wave of rage rising inside. I was also a Hamila Andre in my day. Not afraid or thinking about the consequences. Mechislav grabbed my shoulder.
- Yulia, stop it!
The APC couldn't stop me either. It's too late. It was all too late. I was already picked up and carried like a stream to Niagara Falls. And it was impossible to turn aside. But don't let it. Fall for someone, fly for someone!
- Not until this guy apologizes to you! You show up and you start to be rude!? Where was he brought up? In the same bullfighting pens!?
Alfonso literally took off the chair. And I saw that he really floated a few centimetres above the floor without touching his soles. His face was distorted, his perfect proportions broke, and what was beautiful became scary and frankly ugly, long fangs protruded, his skin tightened his bones like there wasn
't a single gram of muscle underneath, his eyes, already black, darkened even harder, like tar poured out both protein and iris...
The vampire's hair was blown by an invisible wind. I'd be scared. Used to be. And now, under the rage, I was just laughing.
- On your knees, you beast! And pray for forgiveness before I smear you on the wall evenly!
It came out so theatrical that I snorted. And it made me laugh all over the room. Vampires and werewolves froze like they were struck by lightning. And I didn't care about anything. It was too theatrical a phrase.
- Don't you have to repent of your sins?
Alfonso brought his hand in. I got myself together. But he didn't strike in time.
The brought in hand was intercepted... Slava?!
- Don't you dare... your...!!
Alfonso didn't seem to have done anything. Just pulled his hand. Lightly and carelessly, as if he was shaking off the dirt. But Slava flew sharply aside and crashed into the wall. He heard a nasty crunch. And the body... if it was still alive... slipped like a rag on the floor. Blood spurted from his brother's nostrils...
A beast has matured in my heart. He did not like Slava either. But it was his brother!
Alfonso was laughing.
Why is Valentine so pale? Why are werewolves trembling? Why are vampires staining? Are they scared? But why am I not scared? Why can't I feel anything at all? It's like I'm swimming under water. Like in a dream or a movie. I'm omnipotent and I'm not scared of anything. Only if I wake up!? Why can't I even be scared!?
Why does a woman with the eyes of a wild beast laugh in her heart?!
And why do I think the point of no return is getting closer and closer!?
- Do you dare object to me? I'm gonna powder any of you! That's it!
This asshole poked his finger at some werewolf I didn't even know, and loudly declared:
- Die slowly!
It was like a black vortex. Alfonso pulled out of Alfonso's hand, touched the girl - and immediately grew into something like a spider web, tangled her upside down, covered her up and... killed her.
The girl shrieked, grabbed her heart and started to settle on the floor.
And I couldn't take it. I had a hard time holding on, but I was out of patience. Inside, I was stretched to the limit and an invisible string burst. A beast with human eyes, clawed through the air. The invisible mirror splintered into pieces, ringing with shrapnel. And I laughed briefly. I mean, not me anymore. Not me anymore. He is. The beast looked at the world with my eyes. It moved in my body. And it ravenously rocks its teeth on those around it. Who's to tear it apart!? Who to destroy first!? But first, the girl.
I squinted. I saw the order perfectly, the curse on her. It was easy to reach out, crumple it and pull it off like a dirty rag. That was it. That's enough. She'll recover. And Slava? But will I be able to heal now? It's unreal. Only to kill.
That's what we're going to do.
And I turned to Alfonso.
- You wanted to kill my brother.
Why did Vadim walk away from me? Why did Valentine turn even pale? But I didn't care anymore. What could care about the beast but the death of the enemy? Slow death! It's painful! Deliciously spicy and spicy, a bit mustardy on its tongue and tingling lips. I walked on Alfonso, a free walk I didn't know. The whole body was relaxed - and at the same time every nerve sang like a cello, ready to give the only command at any second - to kill!
Alfonso was laughing in my face.
- You whore, what can you do!?
I smiled nicely back. And I waved my hand like a whip. For a moment it seemed to me that long and sharp invisible claws grew from my fingers.
- You raised your hand on my men!
Alfonso carried it to the wall and impressed it with such a crunch that the plaster fell from the ceiling.
I slipped next - and stopped at a distance - an outstretched arm plus a step. Alfonso couldn't get to me. I couldn't get him either. With his arms or legs. But the claws, though invisible, they were quite annoying. I smiled. All five claws of the right hand rested on the vampire's throat - and squeezed a little. Not to kill. Hold it. Bye...
Ironically, the claws were quite tangible. For Alfonso. He froze under my arm and didn't move. That's right. I strongly suspected that the claws, though invisible, were better honed than a dangerous razor.
I played with my claws on a vampire aura. They won't hurt the body. But that's the only way they can swell an aura. And they're like two communicating vessels. If you make a hole in one, water will flow out of the other too. And Alfonso knew that.
And the fear in my black eyes spurred me - and intoxicated me like an expensive wine. The beast, looking through my eyes, felt it, rolled out on its tongue, enjoyed...
- You killed my brother.
Alfonso's wheezing.
- And now I'm going to kill you. Slowly. You like it slow, don't you?
I laughed mockingly.
- Yulia, no!
It was as if a thread had been stretched between me and Mieczysław. It rang loudly and demandingly. She sang the words of submission. What the hell is that?! They're trying to influence me through our connection?!
Maybe an hour earlier it would have worked. But not now. Now I was in a state where our soldiers threw a grenade under a tank during the Great Patriotic War. I'll die, but they'll bury you bastards with me too! God sees!
I took my left hand to the side a little - and threw a claw at Mieczysław.
- Circumcise? I can do that. And hit you with it.
Mecislav immediately let go of the string.
- Yulia, don't kill him!
- Give me one reason!
- I will be avenged! You'll be wiped off the ground," Alfonso wheezed.
I put my left hand on him too.
- Alphonsey, be quiet before I get even angrier. I don't have your qualifications, but I'll stretch your torment for a few days.
- Your brother is alive," Valentine shouted desperately. - And Mila is alive!
I translated the look at him. Valentine knelt down next to Slava, and was as pale as death.
- You're not lying to me?
Either a human voice, or a growl...
- Julia!
And the outrage in his voice convinced me. He wasn't lying. But the beast demanded blood.
"Don't kill", whispered the woman with the beast's eyes. - "Just tear it up. "What's more important to him than skins? »
I had a short laugh.
Glorianne threw herself at me. She shouldn't have.
The beast that controlled my body was unusually fast. I waved my hand before it reached me.
I knew that my claws were almost completely immaterial, they could only affect the aura of a vampire, but...
There was a wild howling in the room. The claws crossed out the vampire's face, and I saw her face covered with something like blisters in just a few seconds. I crippled the aura in front of her face, and I think the chakra was severely damaged. The woman flew away and was intercepted by Vadim. Clever girl.
Vladimir slipped to Godwin and picked up a gun loaded with holy water.
- Julia is my master's last name. Help your sister, but not a step away from Julia. Otherwise...
Godwin turned out to be a reasonable vampire - and he didn't go for it.
My attention has completely shifted to pale Alfonso. It's been a long time since he's had horns!
Well, we have to remember an old experience. And understand that women are not to be hurt. Otherwise, they'll get angry - and then the remains of a vampire will not even recognize the teeth.
- Alphonsey, do you want to live?
I slowly walked over his body with the claws of my left hand. Slowly and sensually. Tearing apart the aura and scratching his clothes with the very tips. I felt them as if they were a part of me from birth and I wasn't afraid to accidentally twitch my hand to get a gutted vampire. Everything was on edge. Everything was madly accurate. Now I could remove a layer of energy from an aura exactl
y one millimeter thick - and not hurt more. The vampire suffocated. From anger? Out of fear? We need to help him make the right choice.
- Do you feel what I can do to you? - My voice was gentle and honeyworthy. I was just dreaming of skinning that fascist.
And he was aware of my intentions. With the feeling that predators will know their own kind.
- You wouldn't dare!
I swung my free hand. The invisible claws slightly touched the vampire body. The aura just fell apart beneath them like a rotten rag. And Alfonso swooped. You bet! The black shirt neckline showed his body covered in some sort of bleeding stigma.
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- Shall we continue? I'm not going to kill you. I'm just gonna scare you into a goulash bag, put you in a sewer somewhere. Who do you think's gonna get to you first? Rats? Worms?
I looked him right in the eye. And - I knew it for sure - for a moment the beast looked out of me for real. Not with a smile. Not with a gait or a look. It was all of its essence. And that's when Alfonso took hold.
- Empty!!! - he squealed like a pig under a butcher's knife. I winked at him. And I smiled. Gently, gently.
- Let go? What's in it for me!?
For a few seconds, Alfonso was just looking at me with incomprehensible eyes. And he wasn't alone. Everyone was looking at me. And I waited for Alfonso to come to me. I waited. Waiting for Alfonso. I was smiling. And with my eyes, the beast from the mirror smiled. Predatory and cruel. And Alfonso was shaking under his eyes.
- What do you want?! - finally squeezed out a vampire.
I smiled even more dazzling.
- You're not going to hurt us. And you're leaving in three days.
- Okay.
- And to keep my soul at peace: I take him away.
I pointed to Charles, silently sitting in the corner.
- N... e... Alfonso wheezed.
I shaken my left hand.
- Alfonso... remember... rats... cheers... sewers, - I deliberately stretched every word. And - I smiled. And I looked him right in the eyes. I don't know what he saw. All I know is that the beast in my soul was smiling. It liked other people's fear and pain.
Him?
For me?
- Take it, the vampire wheezed.
The beast in my soul has licked. He was pleased. And he was slowly walking back.
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