The vampire servant: Defender Of The Eternal (Book Three)

Memories part four

Sorry about the long wait! I've been having a little bit if writers block lately -------3rd person pov-----

The small cries of an infant echoed throughout the halls. The oldest sibling cautiously made his way inside of a small candle lit room. Callan looked over towards his father. Who sat in the corner with his shoulders slumped.

"Father?" The teen asked. While taking a small step closer towards the older. His father didn't answer. As if the infant knew about his father's change in mood, it began to cry harder. Making it almost impossible to hear the small exchange between father and son.

"Father?" The son asked once again, with his gaze moving towards the crying baby resting not so peacefully in it's mothers arms.

"She's dead..." The middle aged man started. His shoulders began to shake along with his words. "Our son. He..." Callan cocked his head to the side. Before moving to pick up the baby in his arms. To his surprise, the child was actually very light. His deep brown eyes examined the child. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he looked like a regular small child. At least at first glance. The child stopped crying as it's matching eyes met Callan's.

"Hey there baby brother." He cooed while moving his hand to pat the child. Two tiny arms reached out to grab onto Callan's larger hand. Thinking that the infant was only playing he gave a small smile. "Whats his name?" He questioned.

"She wanted to name him Marc." The hunter turned to see his son holding the child a little too close. "Callan wait put him down-" Before the father could finish, Marc the infant had reached up and bit his brothers hand. Callan hissed out curses before dropping the fragile child. Causing it's cries to return at full force. The brunett examined his hand. Taking note of the two small holes and the blood dripping off of them.

"What the hell!" He shouted. "He's a vampire! How is that possible." He continued before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a small knife. The oldest Mcallan rushed in front of his son.

"Don't! I promised your mother to let him live, no matter the circumstance." Callan cursed once again,.

"Father, this things a monster. We can't allow it to grow up. There's already enough halflings as it is." The father shook his head. Before falling to his feet.

"I already have a plan." He murmured. Before glance at his oldest son and picking up the infant. Making sure to keep it as far away as from him as possible. "I'm taking him to the church. Father knows how to cure the curse. After that, he will return to normal." The son lowered his knife.

"Father Valinor?" He questioned. The father nodded. Before taking the small child into his shaking arms.
"I want you to make the trip tonight. For now, I want you to explain you mothers condition to your siblings.

As the father continued to explain his course of action to the oldest son, a figure watched patiently under the moonlight. It two violet watched the child from afar. With a small smile gracing it's lips.
"I finally found you little prince." The figure whispered. While continuing to watch from a far.

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"Are you certain this is the right thing to do?" A young brunet asked while carrying the sleeping child in her arms.

"Yes, father would never live with himself if we didn't cure Marc and let him live." Callan mumbled, making sure to keep a steady pace. "It's ridiculous" He hissed.

"I understand that part...but, the cure could kill him. Fathers ways of dealing with cases such as these leads to death.... or horrible suffering. We can't let such a young baby deal with that kind of pain."

"Libby." Her brother hissed once more. "do you know what your saying? He's a vampire. Vampires deserve to be put through such pain."

"Tsk tsk, What a horrible brother you are~" A new voice teased from afar. Both hunters stopped in there tracks. Their gazes searched the empty town.

"Who's there?" Shouted the brother. "Show yourself you demon." A large dark figure appeared in the moonlight. It's silver hair glowed as the rays of the moon danced across it. It's features had a horrifying smile. One that anyone in there right mind would call sinister. Callan acted immediately His large hands pulled out two long swords as he stepped in front of his siblings.
"What do you want?" The two violet eyes stared at the sleeping infant. Making a small mischievous gleam appear in it's eyes.

"I am simply, a follower of Dracula. " His voice spoke in a small whisper as an attempt to not wake the child.
"I don't care. Leave now!"

The stranger took two large steps towards the family. With his gaze settled onto the child.
"I will, once I take what's right fully mine." Libby held the child closer to her. Not caring about the possible bite marks Marc could wave behind.

"Don't touch our brother." The silver haired menace laughed.
"That's funny. If I remember correctly ou two were planning on sending him to eternal hell." He pointed out, stepping close enough for the swords to poke at his heart.

Callan glance towards his sister.
"Libby, take Marc to father. I'll distract him." The brunet nodded before taking off into a fast run. Waking the child, and causing it cry.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to distract me for long human. I intend to take my lover even with force. l omoare" He shouted causing many different cloak figures to pounce from behind. With the infants brother distracted by the the attacks of many. The snow haired teen smirked before taking off after his prize.
"Micul prinț Vin" He whispered.
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Translations
l omoare - Kill him
Micul prinț Vin- I'm coming little prince