The Vampire: The Life of Amon Part 1

Chapter 7

Inside the arena stands 30 males all chained together and weapons along the walls. Marcus walks into the arena and announces "because there is 30 male master vampires and 30 humans you will choose your champion and the winner gets to keep the victor" this gets him a big cheer "because my grandchilde brought us this gift, he shall pick first, then everyone else can pick" Marcus says.

Amon walks over to the men and begins to walk up to them and starts to inspect them. "Is anyone English?" Amon asked, the smallest man there raises his hand "I'm English" he says out of fear. Amon can smell it on him. "What's thy name?" Amon asked "Carl my Lord, hail from Preston Lancashire" he replies. "Your family survived the massacre of 66?" Amon says quite shocked as he's sure he killed everyone but his cousin Jasmine. "That they did as they were in London at the time, dropping off an order for the king as my father was the best blacksmith in all of England." Carl says.

"My goodness, your Darren Smith's boy, he made me my first sword on my 18th birthday, his best work, so he said." Amon says laughing. "I'm sorry my Lord but thy father told me before he died of sickness, that his best work was a sword for a young Lord Benjamin Asmall". Carl states, quite taken aback by Amon's words and the fact that he knows his father as he looks too young to know him. "Who do you think I am my boy, but Lord Benjamin Asmall, thy hopes that you win. I choose this one" Amon declared, everyone laughed because he was so small. "Good luck my boy, if you win we have much to talk about." Amon walks off and everyone else chooses their champions, then head off back to their seats.

"Amon why did you choose that small man?" Vlad asked. "His father made Black Panther for thy 18th birthday" he replies. Vlad looks shocked, if the boy survives, Vlad will order him to make him a weapon like Amon's. "What is Black Panther Amon?" Marcus asked. Amon stands up and takes off his coat and on his back is a sword in a sheaf strapped to his back, he unsheathes and shows Marcus his sword. It has a solid gold gilt and the blade is completely shinny black. "My word this is beautiful, what is it made of? No metal that I have ever seen." Marcus says. "According to Darren Smith the blacksmith that made it, it's made from a fallen Star, so is the hilt, it looks gold, but apparently it's not, he also used thy blood in making it to give me a connection to it, as a human I couldn't feel it, but once I became a vampire it called to me. I've yet to find something that it cannot cut through" Amon says with a slight smirk.

"Can I hold it?" Marcus asked, looking completely mesmerized by the beautiful sword. "Unfortunately not my Prince, it burns anyone who is not me" he states. "A weapon from the stars and can cut through anything, that sword maybe able to kill a celestial being and maybe even God himself." Marcus says with a smile. "It can kill a celestial, not sure about God. But Lucy allowed me to see if it cuts her, and it did, so that's Stuart's dagger and my sword that can hurt Angels." Amon says then he put his sword away and sits back down as the fighting had begun.

All the men completely ignored Carl and ran towards the biggest men, within 5 minutes there are 6 men left out of 30. The 5 men ignore Carl who is leaning on a spear, and try to kill each other, there is blood and limbs and chunks of flesh scattered throughout the arena. When 4 of the men are dead, the last man stands on shaken legs as he is wounded badly looks at Carl who picks up the spear, and he begins to twirl the spear around with so much skill then hurls it at the man, and it goes through his eye. The man falls down dead, the vampires cheer loudly. "You new he would win, how?" Vlad asked "quite easy sire, first I picked him because I knew him as a baby and second people always underestimate the smallest man" Amon states. "Sometimes your genius astounds me Childe." Vlad says. "Only sometimes sire?" Amon says laughing, which makes Vlad and Marcus laugh.

Amon gets up and walks down the steps of the arena and flips over the barrier and walks over to Carl. "Very good my boy, no harm will come to you if you do as I say. Is this understood?" Amon says in a very stern voice "Yes my Lord" Carl replies still quite scared. "Good follow me and I will get you some food and drink and a bath". They walk off back towards the castle with Amon's arm wrapped around Carl's shoulder.