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| Mitch P.O.V. |
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From every direction possible they were striking. In the distance you could faintly see my father with a devilish smile. He enjoyed watching them die. He was watching specifically Jason getting attacked. He had two vampires on him. One was holding him down and the other were trying to get his neck.
"No! Stop! Mitch! He-" Jason's neck snapped. No, the vampire snapped his neck. I turned to see Jerome with horror in his eyes. The horror suddenly turned into anger. His temptation, determination to kill every vampire filled my veins.
He ran to one of the vampires and slit his throat. Black liquids spilled out and soon the vampire next to him fell to the ground. (soul mates) Jerome looked at me with shame and disappointment. Before I could say anything he turned his back to help the others. A cold hand was placed on my shoulder.
"Where is he?" It was my father. I turned back furious.
"You expect me to tell you ?! You promised not to hurt anyone! How in hell will you expect me to just help you?!"
"Mitchell, you will tell me where he is or I will find him myself and kill him right then and there!"
"If you kill him, you kill me, your own son!" I screamed with dangerous venom.
"Ahh but that's where you are wrong, Mitchell. You see, you're Royal Blooded. You're soul mate may die but you will not. How do you think I'm still alive?! Your mother is dead and I am not because of the simple reason of being Royal Blooded." I furrowed my eyes.
"Just because he can die without me dying doesn't mean I don't love him." I admitted.
"You can't be serious." He looked at me as if I were stupid. "Mitch we're talking about a human here! The most famous and strongest vampire hunter to be exact!"
"I will soon be king, I can make decisions on my own."
"Mitch, I tried. But you really don't want to tell me, do you? Would you prefer I just find him, take the bracelet, and kill him?" A growl threatened to escape my throat. He clapped two times and about three vampires came running at me. They pushed me down onto the ground until my face was smashed against the dirt. Then just like that my father vanished into the fighting crowds.
I tried and tried but the vampires held me down tight. These fuckers won't give in so easily. As I attempted to get out of their grasps, I saw one wolf and one witch heading my direction with fierce looks splattered onto their faces. The witch threw a potion and it splashed over two vampires. Their skin began to melt immediately. The other vampire let me go and stood in a stance ready to fight. The wolf who I believe was Ian growled, then he jumped at the vampire, attacking his neck. Two furry hands pulled me back. A potion splattered on me and my vision went dark.
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| Jerome P.O.V. |
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"There are too damn many! I don't think we can take them all!" I shouted to Adam and Ty who were slaughtering two vampires with swords. I was getting exhausted and my eyesight wasn't making it any better. It was really blurry and a bit dark.
"Annie, The King!" I heard Quentin scream at someone from the distance. The King? Where was he? "Jerome look out!" I turned around and a sharp object scraped my arm. The King, had just barely missed from cutting my arm off. Yes, I had the bracelet on but he'd have to kill me before he can get to it. He swung again and I jumped backwards, the sword once again barely scraping me. I stepped back to be greeted with two strong arms pinning me back. The King smirked and kicked me on my right rib. I yelped in pain. He ripped off the bracelet from my arm. He signaled his servants to follow him. Then immediately I couldn't see anything, I could feel and here but couldn't see. They dragged me, following his steps. I struggled to get out of their grasps but that only caused them to grip my arms tighter. Side to side, I could hear my soldiers fighting with their lives while I stood there, captured, unable to help. Everyone was too busy taking care of the others to take on the vampires who held me tight. My only hope was Mitch but I highly doubted he'd come back. So I guess this was it. It will all end here. I bowed my head in shame. I'm sorry mother and father. I won't have the future you wished I had. I won't be able to visit your graves and say "I did it mom and dad. Like you always wished, today you get to meet your grandchildren." I just won't be able to do it.
The vampires stop dragging me and held me up by the neck. I didn't even attempt to free myself. I knew this was the end for me. "There's nothing I or anyone else can do. I never liked this world very much. Some things are cruel, violent, and selfish. But others are beautiful." I think. Suddenly a picture of Mitch pops into my head. I smile weakly. Goodbye, Mitch.
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| Mitch P.O.V. |
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Nearby were yelps and howls of wolves. I was now on the ground and my vision seemed to be back. I stood up, my stomach aching badly. Everyone still seemed to be battling. We were losing. Dead bodies, blood. That was all you could see. The worst part of it is that when one dies, their beloved soul mate dies as well. I looked at my surroundings once again. Something, no someone caught my eye. Jerome was getting picked up by two vampires. They held him up by his neck and pinned him to a tree.
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Opposite Soulmates - Merome
FanfictionJerome is a vampire hunter and ever since his parents were murdered by the King of Darkness himself, all he's been wanting is revenge. What happens when he finds out his soulmate, Mitch, is the The Prince of Darkness, the King of the Underworlds son?
