"A whip you say?" This witch is starting to sound familiar. There was only one witch that could control the dead with a single slash of a whip. Her name was Elizabeth. The funny thing was, she was a healer and fortune teller back in the 15th century. But she was wicked in many other ways. She used the same whip to lash me whenever she felt like getting under the sheets. I always felt like I was being controlled by her, but that was the fun part.
I was away from Dominica at the time. She used her whip to bring me to my knees no matter how powerful I am. She always knew how to make me smile, or laugh. But when things get out of hand sometimes, I stop it. But it has been over 6 centuries since I last saw her, I wonder if she will stop this madness when she comes out of hiding.
"Where is she now?" I asked.
"She went off to fetch some ingrediants."
"Can you tell me your name?"
"My name is Joanna. And who might you be kind sir?"
"My name is Marcus, king of all that is unholy in this world. My job is to rule the vampires, werewolves, you name it."
"You don't look much like a king."
She was right though. What kind of king wears black jeans, white shirt and a native necklace with a bone feather hanging onto it. A king should wear a long red coat, a crown and a scepter in his right hand.
"I do not want the people to know who or what I am. Not yet."
"but your castle is huge, and you live in it. I am sure that people know that you are at least of royal blood."
"This is true, but they do not know that I am not human."
Suddenly, I hear screams from behind me.
I turn around to see what was going on behind my back. Then I see my guards being lifted up in the air, crying for my help. But their necks snapped before I can react. Their bodies flop on the ground with their eyes open. I look outside the door to see who cast the spell. Now I can see her. Its Elizabeth. She looks older than I remember. Then again, it has been a long time.
"Well, this is a surprise. It's been a long time Marcus." Elizabeth says with amazement, she starts to smile.
"So it has."
"Why are you here?"
"I have come to put an end to your wicked habits Elizabeth. What you are doing is illegal."
Her smile turns to a frown.
"So you are not here to see me?"
"No, I'm afraid not. You are now under the custody of the king for using forbidden magic. And you will be tried from the vampire council and I. How do you plead?
"Not Guilty." Suddenly, she casts a spell which holds me tightly in one spot for as long as she wants.
The vines came from the ground. They were wrapping up around my ankles, wrists, and my neck.
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Hybrid
Vampire5,000 year old hybrid named Marcus returns from his slumber and woke up in the 20th century. Despite him adapting to the new world and retaking his throne as king of the vampires and werewolves, a new evil seeks to destroy him. Rogan, a 3,000 year o...