Opposite Soulmates - Merome

Chapter 18

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|  Mitch P.O.V.  |

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"Mitch, would you like to help your poor father?" Asked my dad. I started choking and quickly running out of breath. I coughed and inhaled deeply. Soon I started feeling light headed. Then it stopped. Another vampire had knocked out the other vampires.

   "Annie?…" I whispered. Her eyes glanced my way and she sent an approving smile. Jerome was on the ground with all fours trying to catch his breath. He looked up at me for a split second. He turned his attention to Annie who was fighting off my father. It didn't take a genius to figure out she wasn't going to win this fight. She's very strong and intelligent but she'd need a lot more to defeat my father. That is until Quentin came running from behind me in his wolf formation. Why was he helping a vampire? He had barely trusted me why is he helping a vampire he didn't even know?

   Either way they had a huge disadvantage. My father is as closest as immortal as one can get. It's been said that only another royal blooded creature can actually kill him.

   "Aghh!" Jerome shrieked. He was still on the ground but this time he was holding his head tightly. Wait a minute, why am I not feeling this? I ran to his side. His veins were popping from his forehead.

   "Jerome what's wrong?!" I yelled desperately. He couldn't even look me in the eye before another surge of pain came over him. He was shaking furiously. I tried reading his mind except nothing but black showed up. Meanwhile Annie and Quentin were still fighting off my father. He was taken them both on with no problem. I turned back to Jerome. His shaking had stopped. He removed his hands from his head and ever so slowly stood up. Deep down in his chocolate brown eyes you could see red venomous blood. He wasn't himself. It was like something or someone took over.

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|  Jerome P.O.V.  |

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(a little before)

  I fell onto the ground and heard a voice which belonged to Quentin. Mitch came by my side but as soon as he did a huge amount of pain struck me. I closed my eyes tightly as I felt my whole body being compressed together. Suddenly all these pictures came into view. There was a little kid hiding in a box. After a good look at the pictures, they began moving. The small kid seemed confused and almost frightened. The pictures went into a different view. Now I was looking at a dead man lying on the floor. Next was a woman also on the floor with a stream of blood running down her mouth."A dead man and woman lying on the floor. The little kid in a box." The words repeated themselves in my head. Another surge of pain came over me. I screamed and held my head as if it would help. Then I realized everything. That little boy was me. The dead man? My father. And the woman was my mother. Every little amount of pain transformed into anger. I was going to kill the King. No stopping me now, Mitchell.

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