Her Soul and His Blood

Chapter 30: 30. His Revenge

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Mr. Peterson and Mr. Benjamin walks into the heart of the dark forest. Screams broke out.The men

rushed forward shouting orders. Swords clashed,guns fired, more shouting,more screaming, more

running and then they vanished into the darkness. Mr. Peterson could see his army outclans vanishing

into the darkness at every blink. Sweats started to drop from their foreheads. Their fangs are out and

they were alert.

"James, William, John ,..." Mr. Peterson called out in a tremulous voice.

"Pete, what is happening." Mr. Benjamin said tightly.

"I know something is going wrong and we will find out soon." He raised his eyebrows, closed his fist

tight, his eyes changed color from brown to crystal violet.

"Master" Mr. Benjamin pointed his hands towards the heap of bodies, lying one above the other, badly

injured and blood flowing like a river.

"This is not possible, they are strongest men. They cannot be defeated so easily."he said in his taut

tone,glancing around not focusing on anything,moistening his dried lips, jaw tense, spasm crossing his

face, digging nail into his palms. He stiffened at his question,hearts stumbling over its own rhythm.

Three shadows were visible , standing with a blade in one of their hands which shines when the

moonlight strikes on it, blood flowing through the edges of the blade, studying them with unforgiving

judgement.

Mr. Peterson and Mr. Benjamin could not figure out their faces. Their hearts were racing with anger.

With a lightning speed Mr. Peterson striked one down. His face washed blank with confusion, like his

brain cogs couldn't turn fast enough to take in the information from his wide eyes. Every muscle of his

body just froze before his anger could burst up.

He stood on his leg, letting the one whom he hit to the ground to stand. His eyes transfixed with horror,

unable to look away no matter how much they wished to. The line of his mouth tightened a fraction

more. He could no longer see anything but the threat.

"What are you doing with them ?" Mr. Peterson snapped gravelly.

"May be this is time to be real." He thrown him off to the ground, punching his face making him to vomit

blood.

"You should lower your voice step father."Lance said with a smirk on his face.

He punched his face again showing his fang pointing it towards him. Mr. Peterson threw him away to

the ground.

"Im your dad son, what happened to you ?" Mr. Peterson said in his manly voice.

"You betrayed our dad." Hance shouted. "You killed him." Lance pierced and ran towards Mr.Peterson.

He tucked his neck towards a tree. Mr. Peterson defensed the attack throwing Lance into the air.

Mr.Peterson's eyes became crystal violet in color, two large sharp canine came out of the corner of the

lips. The muscles of his biceps and triceps became stronger. He took the sword from the back of his

coat.

Mr.Benjamin took the sword and strikes Hance and Zella from the other side. He is stronger than what

he seems, his dragon fire eyes were staring at Hance's crimson red eyes and Zella's green eyes.

She put forward her hands and used her powers to create a shield around Hance. The color of her

eyes changed from green to blue, she succeeded in doing it.

Hance strikes Benjamin taking this as a chance. Benjamin stood from the ground taking the sword in

his hand and flawing it towards Zella this time.

Back there Mr. Peterson waved his sword towards Lance and collaring him against the wood with the

blade towards his neck.

"What the hell is wrong with you my son ?" He gritted his teeth with his sharp fangs out of his pressed

lips. His ashen face was red at once, his collar muscles was prominent and platysma was stretched.

"I rather die than to be your son." He pushed Mr.Peterson away and flipping towards his sword and

took it in his hand.

"Merlin told me everything back there.You think the red stone is still with you. But no, we retrieved it.

Now it is where it actually belongs to, to us , to the prince's of vampire dynasty." He waved his sword

right and left, he brought it towards his shoulder level and ran towards Mr.Peterson.

Mr.Peterson blocked the strike keeping the sword 90 degree vertically and pushed him away.

"What are you saying ? Are you accusing me for a crime that I haven't done." He shouted at Lance.

"Enough father, No... Mr. Peterson. I have heard enough from you. Merlin heard your conversation with

Benjamin. Your plans,and how you betrayed my father. You were using me to kill the protector and join

the red stone to rule this world and to kill all those innocent souls out there. And you know what, Merlin

saved Zad from your servants. She is not like you, she is like us." He did his second strike saying these

words. This time he was able to create a tear on his arm.

"You made my brother to do all your dirty works." Lance went for his next strike but Mr.Peterson was

faster and stronger thus time. He waved his sword with his mighty force throwing Lance's sword away

and grounding him defenseless.

In that frozen second between standoff and fighting Mr.Peterson's eyes flicked between Hance and

Lance. In that instant he flew towards Hance instead of Lance.

Lance interrupted Mr.Peterson, their swords gleamed in the cool moon light. Lance knew that only one

would walk away from this. Mr.Peterson's sword was stained with blood.Lance shuffled to the side and

awaited an attack, possibly,inevitable death.

Mr.Peterson charged with a mighty cry.Lance dodged to the side in one fluid move. His enemy swiveled

in his direction.His menacing eyes were crystal violet. Mr.Peterson thrust his sword forward only to be

met by Lance's sword. Both sword met in the air with a resounding clang. The man was a master

swordsman. Slowly,Lance was tiring, 'if I-am to die,I shall fight to the last breath.' With renewed rigor

Lance slashed his blade back and forth. Lance had a wound which began bleeding openly.