Chapter I : The Awakening

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[Remus's POV]

After traveling for about three days, I stood at the entrance of Dimhollow Cave. I traveled alone, Tolan already made his way here when I got out of the fort. He may've also had a good head start since he already knew where the place is. The location was settled uphill. I checked the surroundings for signs of camp, but I found none.

I proceeded to the entrance of the cave once again. I'm not sure if it's just me but the place reeked of death and it gave me really bad feeling. I hope Tolan didn't go inside without me. Two heads are better than one, and it will be suicide taking on a coven of vampires.

I felt the wind howling so I fixed up my scarf, put on my mask and donned my hood. I also checked my daggers attached to my belt and the swords strapped on my back. Threading lightly, I went on inside.

The cave began as a narrow tunnel which lead to a lower level. I sneaked thoroughly, who knows what I'd find further inside. After a while, the tunnel opened up into a medium-sized cavern with an underground river running through it. It was beautiful if it wasn't for...

"Ah... Vigilants, their kind are particularly delicious." A female voice chortled.

Vampires. I sneaked in closer and looked over the cave's crevices where the voices were coming from.

There I saw it. Tolan's lifeless body lying on the ground. I felt my stomach twist. I... I was too late. If only I arrived sooner...

"He was tough though. Managed to kill three of ours." Her male companion responded while looking over Tolan's body.

"Three less idiots."

No... no. It wasn't entirely my fault. Tolan went inside of his own free will... I couldn't possibly save him.

I stood up and walked towards the vampires. "You guys done?" I was only supposed to scout ahead in case Tolan hasn't arrived... but that's already out the window.

They must pay.

Upon seeing me, the vampires snarled and hissed. The vampiress charged towards me first and pounced hastily.

With ease, I caught her by the neck. She kept on struggling, scratching and clawing at my face but she couldn't reach me from the position I'm holding her. I was starting to have a hard time keeping her at arm's reach. Vampires really do have superior strength over the common mortals.

But, I've been through worse.

Discovering that she was helpless, her eyes were slowly filled with fear before I gripped my dagger with another hand and drove it through her throat.

Her male companion gawked when he saw her partner's body go limp. He started running towards an iron door, but I managed to catch him first. He knelt and started to pathetically beg for mercy. Vampires may be immortal, but ironically, they were also vulnerable to fear of death.

"Please, just... just let me go...!"

I sheath my dagger and placed a strong grip on the vampire's shoulder as he gasped out in pain.

"So here's how it's going to go..." I put an even stronger grip on his shoulder. This time he screamed in pain. He placed his hand over mine in an attempt to remove it. His fangs were starting to bare. I quickly drew my dagger, and removed my gripping hand. In an instant, I used my dagger to bury his hand unto his shoulder.

The vampire howled in pain. He tried to get a good kick on my shin but I quickly pulled back.

I gave him a powerful kick to the side and I was pretty sure I heard a loud crunch. Before he toppled over, I retrieved my dagger and slit his throat.

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