Sins of Our Fathers [Complete]--Editing

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

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The dungeon was dark and dank.

The whisps of dark energy bored into him and drained him of his power.

He hadn't fed in days and his eyes had changed.

He could no longer see faces, the primal hunger only allowed his pupils to view the body heat of those that just happened to pass by.

He could even hear the flow of their blood as it passed through their hearts.

He wanted to feed so bad.

"Master...?"

He looked up to see his Second, Angelo Martinelli, on his knees before the cell's iron bars.

"What?"

His voice had lost the jolly boisterousness, it had once held and now held the Tenor of a aging old man.

Which he had now discovered he was.

"You need only to say the word and you could destroy this place, you could save both you and the Lady.

"I will not. I am old...."

"Look! She still sleeps, in aware of the coup the arises around her!"

"I am a old man...."

"Your sons have betrayed you! They want to kill you, is this really the time to sit quietly?!"

"Basta!!"

He managed to muster up enough strength to silence his old friend.

The Second, was quiet and listened to his master.

"Get the ink and the parchment. Return as quietly as you came."

The second did all these things and returned.

"You will write everything that I dictate. Nothing more and nothing less."

The Second nodded, his hands shaking.

"To my daughter Isabella, by the time you read this I will be dead. Death is a natural thing, so do not worry for me. Instead worry for the future, because I can no longer aid you.

I am an old am and I have seen many things. I have also done many things; many terrible things, and this is why I must be punished. Your second brother has betrayed us, and in his quest for power he will destroy our people. I am glad that I have sent you away. I have put my trust into the vessel and crew that is with you and I hope that you find the 8th in time. Your mother, whom I assume is the package that was attached to this letter, has been magicked and I have no power left-now-to wake her up. Perhaps, Lewis could help you.

Finally, I close this message with a secret that has been passed down through many generations.

In the building of judgement, there lies a secret chamber.

One must go around the world and back again to find it.

Inside that chamber there is a chair made of living wood. Sit the 8th upon the chair and all shall be revealed to him.

But be warned, once he knows, the battle will truly begin.

Love you always,

Your Father."

The Second ceased his writing and looked up at his former master.

"Sire, I can get you out of this.."

"No. I must pay for my sins. But, I want you to put what you have just written into the hands of my sleeping wife.

Hide it well, because tonight is going to be a night of great hurry."

"What do you mean?"

"The last bit of good I have left to my name, shall visit you tonight. Do what he says and go."

"What about you sire?"

"I'll be fine. You worry too much."

The former Dominion, managed a weak smile and shooed his long time companion away.

"Goodbye Antonio."

"Goodbye Angelo."

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