The ruthless assassin and his gentle prince

Chapter 53

"To every action, there must be a reaction. To some past reckless actions, a reaction was born. To protect the innocent. To stop the innocent from becoming just like the one who brought him to this world. Rome, the second prince of the vampire planet is the one who will protect you. Rome, the second prince of the vampire planet is the one who will kill you. Rome, the second prince of the vampire planet is the one who completes you."  

Bright chuckled softly as these words danced in his head. He stared at his glass and then drank it all. He then ordered another one. He drank it in one go again. He suddenly laughed out loud, causing the guy sitting next to him in the bar to be startled. Bright turned to him and said: "Oh don't be scared. I am not her, I won't hurt you for sure. I am just a gentle soul compared to her." And he laughed again. He was fooling himself. He had killed so many people too in those missions. He was not a saint. His mind moved to Rome again. "I should just let him kill me.", he whispered, staring at his hands. Those hands that just took someone's appearance and his powers. Her heritage. No, he did not want his powers anymore. He clenched his fists and said softly: "I am going to find him and ask him to do what he is supposed to do. He is the one who will kill me anyway."

And he laughed again, shaking his head. He gingerly stood up. He turned and smiled. There he was. His savior, his killer, bla bla bla; Rome. He raised his arms like a baby and when Rome came forward, he wrapped his arms around him and whispered: "Romeeeeee.............." It was a total relief for Bright to no longer feel his powers as he touched Rome. Rome sighed and hugged him back. He was grateful to have found him. Beam had told him that he was heartbroken after finding out who was his mother. "Are you okay?", he asked and Bright shook his head against his neck. He kept shaking his head and to Rome's dismay, he burst out crying. Hard. Right there. In Rome's arms. Well shit. Rome's heart broke and he tried to calm him down. He stroked his hair and said: "It's fine, P. Don't cry. Everything is fine." 

Bright tightened his hold and said in a trembling voice: "Nothing is.. sniff sniff.. fine. She.. she.. is my mother, Rome..that bitch.." Rome glared at the staring man sitting next to them and the man averted his eyes. But when Rome turned to look elsewhere, he found the whole bar staring at them. He frowned. He did not like it. He rubbed the bawling Bright's back and said: "Let's get out of here, P." Bright leaned back, his hands still holding Rome's arms and he said, his red face full of tears: "You are going to do it, right?" Rome just stared at him. Do what exactly? Bright asked again: "You are going to do it, Rome? You have to do it. I am a menace. Now I understand. I am a meta-" Rome covered his mouth with his hand. Why was he babbling these out loud here?? He held Bright's hand with his other hand and dragged him with him. He asked the staring waitress: "Can we have a room?"

She nodded. And Rome finally removed his hand from Bright's mouth when they got into the room. Bright lost no time to continue his drunk explanation: "Are you listening? You are the one who should do it. The oracle said so. You have to do it." And he closed his eyes, leaning heavily against the closed door of the room. He said: "You can do it right now." Rome pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to make sense of what Bright was saying. Do what exactly for freaking sake?? He watched as Bright opened one eye and said: "Make it painless and fast, Rome." And he closed his eye again. Rome smiled. He was so cute when drunk. He walked to him and cupped his face gently in his hands. He kissed tenderly the tip of Bright's nose and chuckled when he realised that Bright was stubbornly keeping his eyes closed. He whispered: "Do what exactly, P?"

Eyes still closed, Bright said: "You have to kill me." Rome's eyes widened in shock and he moved away from him. "What are you talking about?", he exclaimed. Bright finally opened and Rome gasped as he saw the raw pain in his eyes. He said: "Tew had said that you are the one who will protect me. You are the one who will kill me. You are the one who completes me. Tew is an oracle. He knew what he was saying. Because now I know that you have to kill me." Rome rolled his eyes and exclaimed: "Will you shut up about the killing part?? He did not just mention that I have to kill you. He mentioned other things. Why are you focusing on this particular part??" Bright glared at Rome: "Because I am a metamorph!! A killing machine like Pring!! I AM HER SON!!!" He walked to Rome and placed his hands on Rome's neck: "I can kill you. Her blood runs in my veins, Rome. It is not safe to let me live."