The Hunt For Immortal Love

Life does not flash in front of your face when you stand death within the eye; it is, in fact, all just pure horror. Who has the time to think about the things you have done and should have done in return when you are staring your end into the face?

Now the last thing I was to stare into the face now is the man that betrayed me and let us not forget the man that started this all. Which one do I wish to punch first?

"Victor, why? Why have you gone this far?"

"It is obvious, Sebastian, for love."

"My dear man, you have the wrong impression of what love is and even more skewed the way you find yourself to keep it."

"You have been nothing but trouble since Anastasia set foot in your life. You have put so many of our kind in danger, and let us not forget about the most important..." "Lilith? Well, I have known my sister for her entire Vampire life, and this is the very last way she wishes one to express it to her."

While I am saying this, the deep sadness, but most of all, betrayal is reflected in those beautiful blue eyes. To think that Lilith was considering to leave with this man. Well, I guess he was trying to prove to her by doing this that it is indeed the right decision. What he has now failed to notice is he has left her as a woman scorned, and believe me, I do know all about them.

So he, somewhat rather optimistic, reaches his hand to Lilith and begs for her to take it, but she only turns her back on him. Now his complete plan has failed; his only problem now is that he needs to pray that he does not come alive through this for revenge is sweet. If not today, then definitely sometime in the very near future. I do not see her being able to forgive and let him live among our community.

While this display of rejection fills the moment, I turn to our dear friend, which I believe was convinced by Victor to put this grand scheme into action. The only thing that Victor did not realize is that whatever has been promised to him was, in fact, just a bunch of lies, which man in his right mind shall share any amount of power that has been given to him.

Now time is not something we have, so talking this man down is a possible option, but I believe that he shall have to be taken down by force. I shall calmly talk to him for just long enough to have the Book of Spells taken from him. As my beloved said, "Well, good luck with that." She has always been such an optimistic creature, so just because she shares this sentiment, I think she shall be tasked to remove the Book from the hands of the monster. But she is a monster too, so this does work quite out well. Now enough of my inner chuckle; I wait for Anastasia to free herself from her chains. I need to distract this man.

"So, my dear friend, why now? Do you not have all the power that you desire?"

"Sebastian, the moment that Victor came to tell me about this supernatural world and all the power, I could no even think of rejecting his proposal."

"Well, I do understand the power, but have you seen some of these creatures you shall rule over?"

"No need, I was going to destroy them once I shoved you down the Devil's Trap."

"You do realize that there are consequences if you alter a spell?"

He only but brushes me off, believing that he has fully mastered the Seven Spells. The way he is trying to let this go is by shoving three spells into one. But of course, my dear beloved, who has taken her eye off her task, has now grown curious about who this man is.

"So you are the idiot that has set this city into a mess. Who the hell are you anyway?"

"Is this not cute? I was told that Sebastian has got a new toy."

"I will show you what a toy I am. Now just hand me that Book before you really burn your fingers with it."

"You are quite feisty; think I might just keep you on."

"Listen, you are starting to annoy me, Mr.?

"I feel quite disgusted that you do not know who I am?"

"Well, you must be really shitty at who you are, for I have to no idea."

Yes, my beloved has grown some more courage in the past half an hour; in fact, this is just a mere man. So before Anastasia gets us all killed, I softly whisper into her ear.

"Oh my god! Really Sebastian?"

And her laughter makes him so enraged that he stand from where he was sitting, not thinking, which I believe his real brain capacity is, he places the Book on the chair. In an instant, Anastasia sweeps in and grabs it. Now, this girl is quite a clever minx.

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Once he realizes his mistake, he lashes back at her. The Vampire Hunter is right there as he turns into his true Ancient form. He grips him tightly around the neck. I can hear the bones slowly starting to snap as he closes and closes his claws around his throat. This is giving me much please, but I need to stop him.

"Zachariah, stop! We need him alive."

"What purpose can this man possibly have?"

"Apart from being rather horrible at playing balls, he is the only one that can reverse the spell."

"And what give you the idea that he will."

"Well, what he does not know is if he does not cast the Spell of Absolute Power in the right manner, then he shall be sucked into the very same Devil's Trap."

This comment does grab our dear friend, who is now very curious about what I just said.

"There is only one way, my dear Sebastian and I have made sure of it. Your kind along with the fairies and wolves shall be dragged into the ground, and with that, the Spell of Absolute Power will be complete."

"Oh, I do believe that you do not know how to read. Shall I even dare mention that there is some fine print?"

"What on earth do you mean? Who does put fine print on a damn spell?"

"A very wicked witch. Now, if you read, and believe me, I am not handing you back that Book, but if you have read carefully, you shall see that you required Elloise alive. Though I am still alive, without her, your spell means nothing." "She is not dead; she is down there..."

And much to his surprise, he does not find her there. We perhaps have hidden her, but he does not need to know that bit of information, and just to be very sure we have taken Connor to safety as well. Now we must rather hurry, for all this chatter has wasted a great amount of time. The ground is starting to grow apart even bigger than before. Though at this stage, I can safely say that nobody has been dragged under yet.

It truly is a horrendous sight; it appears like someone has made a tiny cut in the grass and is slowly but surely tearing it open. Everything around it is being sucked in like a giant vacuum. Sand, stone, grass, and even chairs nearby are disappearing into a gaping hole from which smoke is rising. You can see the rivers of fire boiling underneath it. It is a true Devil's Trap from which there is no escaping. We need to stop it now.

So after Zachariah manages to free the rest of our hands from the chains, I find myself staring at this man who will see no reason why he should stop now. After safely handing me the Book, my dear beloved takes her place by my side. If this poor man knows what is about to happen, he would beg me to break this spell.

Without hesitation for another moment, my beloved turns into her true form in a thundering roar. With snarling teeth exposed and claws sharper than a knife, she moves toward Robert. The look of fear sets deep into his eyes, and I can visibly see his hands are trembling. He stutters with somewhat short breaths as he begs for me to make her stop. But I am afraid that it shall not happen.

Anastasia yanks his head back to the side as she pins himself firmly down onto the ground. With every wink she takes, she moves her hungry fangs closer to his throat. Her row of razor-sharp fangs will rip him apart in an instant. She hisses at him as she comes to a stop only but inches away from where she so desires them to be.

"Sebastian, please, can I have him?"

"My beloved, just a few minutes, we need him to break the spell."

So as she has him tied down to the floor, I read him back the part of the spell he needs to cast to break the Absolute Power one. Every single word I speak, he returns at the same speed, the same pace, even the same tone. Every word should bring us closer to closing the void that is opening in the ground. I can see from where I am standing that the Vampires are completely squashed up against each other. There is no place to move, as with for the fairies and the wolves. In only mere seconds, the ground shall start to take its victims.

The fear in their eyes is like a giant wave of horror that flows over my body. I pick up the pace of the spell. As Robert goes slower, Anastasia urges him on. There must be nothing more terrifying than being ripped apart, and it is with this very thought that he starts to match my pace once again.

We soon find ourselves at the end, but as I look over to the field, the void has not shrunk at all. It is still only but increased in width. I watch in horror as so many start to slip, but they are held firm by so many of their brothers and sisters. There must be something wrong; I must have missed a step. So I force Robert to race through the spell again only to find that the hole is growing wider. This must be the wrong spell; there must be something that I am missing. And that is when I see it, that very fine print that I mas mocking about, it is as clear as day it is at the bottom. It seems that we have hit a snag.

I did not foresee such a thing to happen; now, there is only one concern here. Whom do I sacrifice? The conditions of the spell are very clear; you shall need to sacrifice one supernatural creature to close the void. Well, there is no one that I shall sacrifice in this entire stadium. But the fact is if we do not, then we all shall die.

But that is when I see it; in all the time that I have been fighting this inner battle with myself, I did not notice that Lilith read every word I read, and that includes the one about the sacrifice. So it is with horror that I see her step closer to the hole.

And then, she tosses him inside. Yes, I believe I did warn Victor about a woman being scorned.

All she does is smile up at me, "My dear brother, let us go home."