Soulmate

Chapter 15

His pale eyes stared at the screen, watching his prisoners wander around in the hallways. Rosario let out a short, and dry laugh, amused by their naivety. Of course, if he really had wanted them to stay on his territory, they wouldn't even have been able to set a toe outside of their cell without him agreeing; he was much more powerful than they thought, and the fact that they underestimated him, was a big advantage for his plan. Hunter, his now right hand vampire, barged in the room, breathing heavily for a Bitten. Rosario cringed, as he wished that his slave would get some manners. He turned to his servant with a scolding look, and he noticed a pile of paper in his loyal servant's hands. The Master briskly ripped the papers out of his hands, and a smile slowly grew on his lips, and he turned away from Hunter.

"Are those papers of the breeds? The ones with all the tribes, packs, and villages?" He asked Hunter with a slithering voice.

"Y-yes Master." Hunter stuttered, folding himself at the hips in an overly extravagant bow. "I also took the liberty of highlighting every one of them under our power." Hunter added hurriedly. Rosario slowly shook his head, as he filtered through the thick pages. He hesitated at a few of them, scowling at the words left blank by his slave's highlighter.

"If I dare say so myself, I'm really proud of our work. We are actually a little ahead of schedule..." Hunter commented, hesitating in his phrase. Rosario distractedly kept passing through the pages, and he halted at one of them.

"What happened with these Vampire Clans?" Rosario growled at his servant. Hunter bounced to his Master's side and looked at where his Master was pointing on the page. Hunter stuttered for a few seconds, and then scratched his neck.

"W-well, they escaped, M-master..." He said, as low as possible.

"What?!" Rosario roared. "How many other Vampire Clans escaped us?" He snarled at his cowering servant, who practically trembled in his shoes. "A-around twenty, Master..."

Rosario threw the papers across the room and paced around. His pale eyes darted back and forth, thinking of a way to fix this mistake that his troupes made. He did strictly tell them to enslave as many as possible, and to slaughter the rest. The pale man blamed the new recruits, perhaps they weren't as useful as he thought them to be. He would have to restart their training, perhaps they needed more persuasion...

"There are only a few rebels left for us to deal with, and other than that, I think that we are able to start phase two." Hunter said, trying to defend the new Bitten vampires. He hated to waste life, unlike his Master.

"Rebels? I do hope that those puny bastards are handling them properly, the way I ordered them to. I swear, if I find out that those Rebels have communicated with other races, I will personally punish those responsible. Including you." Hunter flinched at the words of his Master, though they were sadly true. It was his fault, and he had been soft on them; now it may even have cost him his life. He had seen how his Master fixed those who were disobedient, or who weren't able to finish their tasks demanded. The servant shivered at the mere thought, and dropped to his knees, whimpering.

"I beg of you, Master! There really is no need. Those rebels are no problem for our troupes, only a few hundreds left in the world." Hunter mumbled, starting to have trouble speaking around the terrifying presence of his Master.

"I hope so... Now we need more werewolves; those dwarven villages are starting to get on my nerves. Plus, that Kurog might talk to the Alpha Louis... We need to make sure he stays silent." Rosario ordered. He snapped his fingers at Hunter, who nodded feverishly.

"Send in those two men that I have gathered to keep an eyes on him and the girl, and now that sweet thing will show us where they are hiding from us." Rosario said, with a purr in his voice.