Chapter Five: Infernal Council, Part-One

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Tyberius's P.O.V

I had to see the Infernal Council in order to get the information I needed. It has been a long while since I have been to see the Council. It is a long perilous journey through the seven levels of hell. But first you must cross the twin rivers of woe and hate, Acheron and Styx. On the banks of Acheron you had to meet Charon, the feeryman of the dead. Thats all easy compared to how I must get to the underworld.

No Earthly body could cross over into the underworld. You had to be dead. Your soul has to leave your body. Not astral projection, but true death. In mortals, this would be irreversible, as there solus are bound to their bodies. Once that bond is broken, it can not be fixed. Being a vampire, my mortal bond was broken thousands of years ago when I died a mortal death and returned as a vampire. My soul is held to me by shear force of will. I can release it and call it back at will. The problem lies that I must willing be killed and die. And while my soul is away, my body will rot. So I have to get out of the underworld before I haven't a body to come back to. 

I can't just commit suicide. I must be killed. Rhys and I had to die by each others hand. We walked down into the basement of my apartmemt where I stored my weapons locker. I unlocked it and grabbed two daggers, handing one to Rhys.

" Don't do too much damage. Just a clean steak to heart right?" He said nervously

"Right Rhys. Why would I need to get revenge for the near removal of my heart."

The last time we did this was the Dark Ages. He did not secure the place our bodies were supposed to be hidden and some not-so-clever vampire hunters stumbled upon us. I return to my body just as they were going to remove my heart.

He smiled a apologetic smile as we prepared to kill each other.

"On the count of three. One"  I took my stance.

"Two." He took his.

"Three!" We lunged at the same time. striking the other in the heart. The sharp pain only lasted minutes before darkness took us. But before I died, I stabbed Rhys several more times nearly cutting his heart out. Lets see how he liked healing that wound.

A/N: SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE. MY LITTLE ONE IS SICK. BUT HE IS BETTER NOW. I KNOW THIS IS SHORT BUT IT IS INFORMSTIONAL I THINK. SOOOOO PLEASE LOOK FORWARD TO LATER TODAY WHEN I UPLOAD PART TWO. ITS HARD TYPING ONE A PHONE.

WICKED OUT*****

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