𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲

#33 - The Dead Ultimas

Summary - Micheal's intense torture finally ends as he kills the last known Ultimas by taking the Ultima bloodlines away.

Micheal paced the power absorbing chambers back and forth, tapping the glass lightly with a finger while he paced. He knew that it was only a matter of time before he ended all bloodlines to the Ultima. His silver eyes trailing down to where some notes were made, sitting in front of the five chambers.

"I do believe it's time to begin the extraction." Micheal stated, crackling in loud maniac laughter.

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"Ultimas are a danger and everyone knows that." Alina read aloud, from her iPad that was in her hands.

"Who's everyone?" Nightmare asked.

Briar shrugged her shoulders. "Who cares, this is Blade we're talking about. He's done so much for us and now it's time for us to repay him." she said.

Her friends gaped at her strong words as she gave a sheepish smile. "What?" she asked.

"Nothing, you just said that so damn perfectly." her twin commented.

Briar flipped her hair sassily. "Thanks. I know I'm pretty awesome." she smirked.

"Forest and I are going to head into town, see if we can find anything to eat. Call us, if you need anything." Nightmare said as he and Forest stood up.

The witch grabbed her staff then her boyfriend's hand and the two walked out.

"Hey, where's Blade?" Alina asked.

Her chocolate eyes swiveled from side to side and saw no trace of her brother anywhere. It was unlike him to just up and vanish.

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The eldest Lycan child walked through the forest with his hands stuffed in his hoodie's pockets. He had his dark red hood up and over his ears while his tail was stuffed into his pants. He walked over to a fallen tree branch and sat down on it before closing his eyes so he could talk to his inner wolf.

Hellfang?

You asked.

I need some advice.

He waited a second before he heard Hellfang answer back.

What kind of advice does an Alpha need?

The kind that has to do with protecting my family and friends from Michael.

Look, Blade, you're a smart kid but you have to not give Michael an Ultima.

"Why?" Blade mumbled aloud.

That I cannot answer, I'm sorry Blade. You'll have to figure that out for yourself.

Blade felt Hellfang disappear and he opened his eyes, sighing heavily. "Why can't Michael not have an Ultima? What does he need it for?" he started asking questions to himself.

He got no response for several hours and until he he fell asleep, did he get a response. A light lilac hooded figure walked towards his body and the figure shook his left shoulder in an attempt to wake him up.