The Human Countess {J. Hale}

Judgement

*WARNING: BLOOD AND TORTURE AS WELL AS SWEAR WORDS
Volterra, Italy, 2020

Valentin is afraid.

He knew, oh he knew that his actions will be coming to bite him back one day.

He just didn't expect it to come back in the form of the vengeful Bathory Twins.

He found himself chained and dragged into a room that held three chairs, and surrounded by cloaked vampires as well as a group of people dressed in tanktops and shorts. Wait, no, not chairs.

Thrones.

And he knew, that he was fucked.

And sitting on those thrones are the two of the three people he had done his best to avoid, and the one he has caused the most pain.

"Oh you have done well, my brother." Eliza said as she observed Valentin's bleeding wounds with a malicious smile, sitting comfortably in the middle throne.

Eliza looked beautiful in her black dress and red cloak. She wore a set of simple diamond jewellery that somehow made her look even more elegant than simple.
Despite the pain that muddled his brain, he appreciated how gorgeous the female looked, especially with how bright her eyes glowed.

Whip marks and scratches covered his body. He was carved like a turkey with words that related to his crimes. He had broken bones and punctured muscles. No important organ was damaged, keeping him alive, for now.

"He is to die today. How he does will be up to you." Azrael, the angel of death said from the throne on the right.

And it terrified him. He knew his time was up long ago, but has tried his best to avoid Azrael. He knew that Azrael is not  omniscient, and took advantage of that fact.

"Ah, finally. He has evaded my blade long enough." Thanatos, the lead reaper of Azrael said from the throne on the left.

Oh he can feel the terror in his bones. He had done everything to avoid death, going as far as stealing the immortality of an immortal human by drinking all her blood.

Eliza rose from the throne she is sitting on and walked towards Valentin. Thanatos walked behind him, his scythe on his hand.

"Valentin Eldritch, you are found guilty of the crimes of rape, murder, torture, and various accounts of manipulation and is sentenced to death by the angel of death himself."

Elizabeth pulled out a black dagger and proceeded to cut him open, directly above his heart.

With a malicious grin full of teeth, she reached in and held his heart in her hands, squeezing it slightly.

"Have fun in hell, bastard."

He felt the pain and blinked at the sight of his heart being squeezed to nothing on the hands of the woman he hurt the most. The last thing he heard was the raven haired Vampire King's command to bring in Isabella, before he lost his senses at the same time that Thanatos swung his scythe.

"She dies today as well, Eliza dear." Azrael said before he left, nodding at Thanatos that was fading from view. 

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Isabella was dragged into the throne room, and her eyes widened at the blood that spilled from the gaping chest wound of her former love affair.

She looked around and saw Elizabeth cleaning her bloody hand on a bowl that was held by Felix whom she was chatting amiably. She also saw the wolves to the side, glaring at her, making her flinch.

"Ah, Isabella. How wonderful to see you again." Aro said, clapping his hands in delight.

"The guests are hear for the trial, my King. Shall I let them in?" Demetri said before Isabella was able to say anything.