Alejo [Vampire]

Alejo- Chapter 18

::CHAPTER 18::

<<FIVE YEARS LATER>>

I stood in my office looking at the Hologlobe application. It was projected from my cell and spun in slow circles. El Kentji…check. Torien…done. Alaric…commandeered and broken. Paguess…conquered. Tullie…completely taken over.

My face was blank but nothing could stop the elated feeling rising in my chest as I looked at the sections of the hologlobe that were glowing bright green.Five down, one more city to go. One final immortal city before I made my move to tackle the human cities.

Bvendini...soon to be uprooted.

The past few years had been very successful if I do say so myself. When I’d gone after El Kentji, it had been a small country with an even smaller army. It took only one sixth of my own army to overthrow them.

After taking their soldiers we warned them that if they alerted anyone of our attack, their city would have yet another visit from us. We promised that for the second visit, all of my soldiers would come to destroy everything and everyone that ever breathed on that land. I made it clear that my soldiers who had come to El Kentji didn’t even make up three quarters of my complete army. El Kentjites did not want to risk their people. They had been smart to keep their tongues. No one found out about the first invasion for a while.

I hadn’t gone to El Kentji to destroy them. I had gone to take their army. With their legendary Spartan-based training, the size of their army didn’t matter. They were strong and disciplined. I wanted them. And now I had them.

My own army was so large that I had to take them to an island far away. It was a well kept secret and anyone who had ever so much as caught sight of the island disappeared. It was in what people once called the Bermuda Triangle years ago. The technology on that island was good enough to stop all machinery within a certain radius of the island.

The soldiers spent their time training and sparring on the island and were always met with more soldiers every year. Some of the new soldiers were faithful to their country and tried to disobey me. They changed all of that after they were broken in. It hardly ever took more than a week.

After the soldiers from El Kentji were broken in, trained and taken to the island, I went after the larger city of Torien. They fought long and hard, but eventually I returned home with their soldiers in tow. The strong were separated from the weak and the weak didn’t live to see another day. Again they were broken in, and put to train and soon enough they answered to me as if they never had another leader.

The third city was Alaric. They were known for their fiery Persian tempers and loyalty as deep as the marrow in their bones. That fight was the longest and the hardest because these soldiers were important. We wanted them, but we didn’t want to kill any of them. They were too talented to waste.

Their brute strength and Old World battle strategy were useful. They were the hardest to take over because even their youngest women were trained to fight a bit. It was then we realized that to take their armies, we had to give them something to concentrate on other than us. So we made as if to take their vulnerable; the women, children and elders.

It worked. They tried to save them and wound up compromising their fighting power. We took them and released the vulnerable. I had no use for the weak. The Alaric soldiers were all taken back to Italy where I tried to break them. It was nearly impossible but it was done.

Unfortunately, the Alarician leader was hard of hearing. I had given him a warning not to alert anyone else of the ambush and still he began to send out calls to other cities. He did not know that his lines had been intercepted months before. The moment he picked up the phone that was used solely for international distress calls we knew.