Hybrid

Chapter 7

As we head back to the Airport, I let the pilot, who Dominica and I will be taking separate planes because I need time to think on the plane and I wish to be alone. Dominica understands and gives me a kiss before going into the plane and takes off. I had to wait a half hour before taking off, so to past the time, I grab a gold glass that's been prepared at the bar for me. I sit down on one of the white passenger seat and starts to drink it down.

"How nice of them to prepare it for me."

As I finish it, I start to feel drowsy and weak. The room starts to spin and I throw the glass away. The blood inside looks thicker than usual. I fall off the seat from trying to get up, and I could sense a presence that is not supposed to be on my plane. I see two black boots in front of me, as I look up I see Rogan, wearing a smirk on his face. "Hello again Marcus." He exclaimed. before I could say anything, he stomps on my face with his boot, knocking me unconscious.

Rogan's POV

I have him, I finally caught the monster that everyone fears. It was so easy, I could have done this sooner. And kicking him in the face never felt so good! "Alright men, it's all clear." I shout in the back of the plane. Three men walk up onto the plane and grab Marcus' limp, unconscious body and put each of his arms around their necks. A witch who is wearing an old white maiden gown, with blonde hair, but with black streaks down the back. Her eyes are both green and light blue from a birth defect. Her face is young, but she has wrinkles on the side of her face and bags under her eyes. "Alright, time for you to open the portal so we can leave." I tell the witch. She nods and pulls out her spell book and finds the spell she uses to transport us into another dimension. She opens the portal inside the plane and we walk through, taking us to an empty plain where only one tall castle in the middle of the desert. Night fell upon the empty desert, but My monumental castle stays lit.

The castle stands tall, being over 100 feet tall, built in grey marble and stone. A 30 foot wall surrounding the entire castle with 30 guards protecting on every side. A glorious sight to see when coming home. A chariot awaits for us as we walk through the portal. We enter the Carriage and it takes us to my glorious castle. The gate is lowered as we near my estate, and as we enter, holds many slaves who were captured, branded, and farmed for their blood. My men grow hungry, and it is fair that they deserve fresh blood during the scorching day, and long nights. The werewolves are trained to guard during the day, and we Vampires, guard the night.

As we exit the carriage, the guards follow me inside the halls and into the meeting chamber, where my fellow soldiers are waiting for my triumphant return, with Marcus as my prize. The men cheer as I enter the chamber with Marcus being chained to the floor. A glorious sight to see, my men filling themselves with confidence and devotion to me. Too long they have waited in this desolate wasteland, waiting for my plan to go into effect. "My brothers and sisters!" I shout. "Here lies Marcus, the supposed King of our kind! He is at my feet, defeated, exposed, and humiliated!" I slap him across the face to show them that I am in control, and he is weak.