Retribution and Sins

Chapter 19

Inside the inner sanctum of the hunter's lair, there was a flurry of activity of going on. Johnathon stood on his highest prescipice, getting fitted out with his armour, and his finest, and deadliest weapons. To him this was not just another vampire sweep, this was war!!! It was about family, it was about blood, HELL it was about property, HIS property! He would get Azrael back!!! Or, die trying! His eyes turned an intense animal blue and he growled his animal cry. The others growled in unison, but he wasn't interested in that.

" Get your butts in gear!!!! Enough with the yelling and battle cries!" Johnathon yelled. " There will be plenty of time for that after we kill tonight's prey."

Johnathon continued his shouting his commands to his guards, when he saw Anthony, his pick as Azrael's mate and future husband.

" I should have had you stand guard outside her room or her window at the hospital." Johnathon stated in a low voice. " it is a moment of weakness I will not repeat again."

" We all make mistakes, Johnathon. How were we supposed to know he would come back?" Anthony asked.

" He is WEAK! Like all his Boheamian types...he is a WEAK scavenger! He is feeding off her." Johnathon said, looking away in disgust. " He is using her. He doesn't love her, like you do. He is feeding off her, looking for a way to replace his precious EVE...and find salvation for her death...PATHETIC!"

" I do love her. I care for for her. And... for that baby...He or she will be raised OUR way!!!" Anthony said proudly.

" Oh...my son, it will be. That I promise. Now, I want you to go ahead with your team to that apartment, and CLEAN HOUSE!!! Bring her out alive...Leave NO ONE ELSE STANDING!" Johnathon commanded him.

Anthony saluted him, and gathered his weapons, then left downstairs to gather his team. Johnathan joined everyone down stairs.

" We all know why we are here! We have a duty to perform tonight. I want to see the night filled with ash!! You see this silver urn? I want the ashes of a certain vampire Adam to be inside here. Do I make myself CLEAR?"

" YES SIR!" They all said in unison.

" There will even be a cash reward...a bounty...you might say..in it, and a promotion." Johnathon.

All the men seem to be in agreement to that.

" Anthony you and your men will sweep the apartment. The rest will be with me as we hunt the streets. Now LET'S GO!!!"

They all left the compound in a clamoring noise of yelling, battle cries, and weapons clanging.

Meanwhile in the old graveyard, deep inside the old mausoleum, Azrael and Adam were sleeping a deep sleep. They had fed multiple times, and made love the same number of times. Azrael woke up first and stretched. She looked at Adam who was peacefully sleeping. She knew they would have to be making a move soon. It was a nice vacation spot but they couldn't stay there. Adam's eyes popped open and he watched Azrael stretch. He marvelled at how beautiful she was. Her belly was getting bigger, and so was her breasts, as they were filling up.

" Come back to bed." Adam told her lovingly.

" We better make a move back to your place." Azrael stated, but she couldn't help but look at his muscular body, and his rising manhood, beckoning.

She knelt beside him, but he touselled her around, so he was inside her again. He loved her warmth, her pulsations, and her wetness. He drove her wild and over the edge, as she climaxed, soaking him in light and warmth. It was then, they heard a knock at the mausoleum door. Adam got up, pulled his pants on, and cautiouslly answered the door.

" Hunters..all over the streets man... stay indoors..." the person said, and ran off into the black night.

Adam shut the door and looked at Azrael.

" We have to leave. Get dressed." Adam said, abruptly.

" What's wrong?" Azrael anxiously asked.

" Hunters are coming." Adam simply said.

" Johnathon..." Azrael said under her breath. " We have to get to my loft. That is where my best stuff is."

" That is also the first place they will look." Adam reminded her.

" Not necessarily, your apartment is where they think you will take me." Azrael stated.

" Why?" Adam asked.

" Because we are a family now. " Azrael explained. " You would want something familiar."

Azrael gathered her things, and headed for the door.

" It will be better if you went to your place, gather your weapons, and meet me at mine. " Azrael stated somberly. " Please don't ask questions, it's stategy."

She left. She gave no explanation. She did not even stop to hear his complaints. She knew what the strategy was.....Anthony was at Adam's old apartment, Johnathon was at hers. She kept mainly to the high roads...the roofs. She watched as she saw the hunters as rats in a sewer system scour the streets taking vamps out left and right. She even took a few out on her route. Finally reaching her flat, she looked around , and saw nothing. Going in, she waited. Changing into her fighting clothes, she gathered her best weapons around her. There was no time for a second thought, for her door exploded inwards.

" Hello Johnathon. What took you so long?" Azrael asked mockingly.

" Where is HE?" Johnathon asked, approaching her.

" Manners, please." Azrael " If you are asking about Adam, he will be here momentarily."

" Azrael! I don't have time for this!" Johnathon shouted, " If you could just go get him, we could get this whole nastiness behind us."

" I doubt that." Azrael retorted.

" You know Adam is just using you, feeding off you, retribution for Eve's death." Johnathon told her. " Anthony is your true love, and you know it."

" That may be so. How do you know we are not a retribution for each other?" Azrael asked him.

" ENOUGH of this pettiness!" Johnathon shouted, " WHERE IS HE?"

The glass broke through a back window as a hunter flew through it. He hit the floor in ash.

" I am right here." Adam said, showing his fangs and crossbow.

" It seems the battle has started." Azrael said smiling.

" It certainly does. " Johnathon said, matching her smile. " You know we don't have to do this. Surrender now. Hand him over. And, all this messiness, will be over with."

" I wasn't the one who drew the battle lines." Azrael reminded him.

" Well then, have it your way, my child....PREPARE FOR BATTLE!!! Johnathon yelled, and charged.