Beyond His Evil

Epilogue

The Alpha King

The place was still, quiet. Everyone was dead. It made him want to laugh.
He knew the plan would fail, but his decision to stay wasn't because he wanted to help, but because he wanted to see the chosen one. The hunter that was destined to rid the world of evil.

She was young. Too young, and tiny.

What kind of God bestows that much power on a little girl ?

He scoffed, and his eyes went to her. She was dead, laying on the demon she loved. It was truly sad. She had the power to save everybody, but not him because he was the sacrifice for her powers.

Darkness and light have nothing in common, but without darkness light cannot exist. Thea always told him that, and now he understood.

This was all destiny. He wondered what else destiny had in store for her if she didn't end.

He was about to leave, when something, someone whispered.

Help her.

He knew that voice. Soft, and feminine. He had known it throughout the millions of years he had lived on earth. It would pop out of no where, say something and then leave. At first he thought he was crazy, until he realized the voice was always right.

"She's dead", he told the voice. In his early years, he had named it mom, but he soon realised he was dreaming too big.

"She's not. She was marked", it said, and left just like every time.

And that's when he realised that nothing happened to her. When she shoved Zethar's heart out his body, she began to die, because Zethar had marked her. She wasn't dead, she couldn't be, she was the most powerful being on earth. It worked differently with her.

He walked towards her, and sure enough, she was still breathing.

He could see the vampire bite on her neck, and he growled.

The only way to save her was for another to mark her. One powerful enough to break her bond with Zethar. But marking her meant binding their souls together in something he sincerely didn't really understand. They would be one.

He couldn't do it.

But the voice asked him to help her. It had never been wrong before.

With another growl, and before he could change his mind, he lifted her off the demon's body. He drew down his mask, and tilted her neck, exposing where Zethar's mark was.

His fangs shot out, and with slight hesitation, he buried them in her neck.

She gasped in his arms, and started screaming. She had done a lot of that tonight. She started thrashing, and kicking him. He held her tighter.

Did the girl really think he wanted to do this ?

When he finally felt the connection flow between them, she quieted down in his arms, and went limp.

He drew his fangs out, and licked the small trail of blood that flowed out of the mark. It took everything out of him not to drain her. Her blood was unique, he had never tasted anything like it.

He threw the girl over his shoulder, and was about to teleport, when his eyes saw the demon.

He sighed. She would probably want to bury him properly.

And why did he suddenly care ?

It was the stupid bond. It couldn't even wait before it started messing with him. He could feel her pain, it was so grave, it made his cold heart clench.

He groaned, and it echoed in the quiet room. He placed his foot on the demon, and teleported with both of them.

Things were never going to the the same.

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