Nocturnal I: Silver and Blood

Chapter 7: The Wolfman

The Alleyway/ London, England 12:37 A.M.

I.

The bats create a vortex in the middle of the alleyway, taking the form of a vampire with an untamable wrath, invincible will power, along with an undeniable mass number of fallen humans that made him feared for four hundred years. That vampire beginning to reveal his physical form was the Head of the Night Syndicate Count Gareth Saber. When Fred clearly saw the vampire face to face from a short distance, the bastard in front of him stood tall with his usual emotionless face that looked as if he wasn't alive. Fred held his sword a lot tighter as his anger for Gareth grew larger and uncontrollable.

"So, you are the new blood hunter. You are a long way from home, Frederick Calvin. You don't need to ask if I remember you because i've been keeping my eyes on you since you survived. As Count of the Night Syndicate I demand you to leave so I may accomplish my main task,"threatened Gareth as he already knew who Frederick was pointing at him with his index finger.

"I'm glad I don't need to ask because right now you are in my sights you evil fucking bastard!"cursed Frederick as quickly aimed his revolver at Gareth and pulled the trigger firing three shots.

The bullets blew out of the barrel already and were aimed to hit Gareth's chest. Gareth with a millisecond of speed catches the silver bullets without any hesitation. The silver burned in the palms of his hand as Gareth relaxed resisting the boiling pain perfectly. Steam began to blow out of his clenched right fist, until later he opened his hand dropping the crushed, dented bullets. Fred was shocked watching his own bullets get caught by the vampire count and his body trembles internally as he shook with fear. He didn't let the small portion of fear take him over, he shook his head in denial and drops his revolver to the ground. Fred rushes forward beginning to charge at Gareth.

When he was close enough to strike Gareth, the vampire grips with his left hand around Frederick's neck choking him. Fred with his eyes bulged begins to choke and gasp for air. Gareth then picks him up with his left hand gripped around his neck and slams him to the floor on his back. Gareth eases his tight grip around Frederick's neck and begins to say some words to him.

"Only a fool would think they could fight someone like me. I fought many of you hunters before and you are all the same. You threaten our way of life, believe in multiple false faiths that you think will guide you, and surrender to the face of death like it means something. You are just a pawn being sent on a meaningless crusade, what say you?!" stated Gareth as his face met with Frederick's.

"I,...., i'm no pawn. You took my home away from me and you killed my only father. I'm doing this so I can kill you and end your dreams. Fuck you monster!"cursed Frederick struggling to speak his words as he was still choking a little on the tight grip of Gareth's hand.

Frederick is thrown to the walls of the alleyway and begins to have his back against the wall standing on two feet. His forehead was left with a large cut that began to drip from the wound with blood dripping over his right eye. Fred with his sword lying on the ground next to him clenches his hands into fists looking at Gareth with his face bruised and damaged. Gareth was annoyed by his will to stay alive and approaches him with an aggressive walk. Fred is jabbed into the face twice and is punched in the gut as sharp pain began to spike up from within. He begins to collapse to the ground beaten by Gareth and feeling completely out of his league.

"I should've drank your life away when I had the chance in that Cathedral," referenced Gareth with his hand pulling Fred up by his short hair causing him to scream in agony.

"Do your worst! Do it you son of a bitch!"cried out Frederick accepting defeat from Gareth as his hopes of destroying him were gone.

"How pathetic I expected more from you boy,"said Gareth as he begins to grab Frederick's sword slowly grazing the top of his left shoulder.