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The ProTecTors (Ist generation)

The ProTecTors (Ist generation)

FA3zy | Fantasy

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The Famous family in the Cosmo known to be the “The Protectors” Pure-bloodied vampires blessed with special abilities and access to magic, is presume to be the perfecto. Not long their happiness was snatch away by their own blood! A dead tyrant born to rule over the lower realm of the cosmo, darkness unfold not only on Dracu but the whole cosmo as a new era begin, a era that despise the races of mortal and see them as nothing but food!

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Chapter 1: Witches Menace

Somewhere in Evlydon fortress...

"Your verdict is quite a thing, I hate to agree but the facts are too convincing" A female voice echoes through the Room. Her skin was silk and oily, her curly hairs fall to her waist. As she slowly dipped into the hot bath, she moan softly before settling in.

Light Footsteps approaching...

"Oh that's it!" the lady exclaimed as she felt not just the presence of the muscular man behind her but felt his hand taunting her skin.

"So you're not going back?" The lady turned her head backward facing the elegant handsome man behind her.

"I find your questions quite provoking, Elena but what to do, it's not like I can just snap your neck and pretend like nothing ever happen. And of course, I know I will be getting away with it" A manly voice replied, as he sat down leaning his back against the body of the Bathtub.

"Then what's holding you back from snapping my neck?" Elena winks profusely.

"You have quite the charm" his words were dry as he said in a thin line.

Elena scoffed, she believe him in her charm but she comprehends that wasn't his reason, if she hadn't known Vlad Talon for a long while now, she would have certainly believed he was charmed by her beauty.

Talon stood up and headed to the bed chambers, where he rested as he felt crossed emotions.

Elena steps out of the water, she took her towel dangling on the towel hanger placed on the wall. She clad herself with it and then headed toward the dresser.

Suddenly comes a knock on the door, Talon stood up to check on it, but Elena insisted and gestures for the Young man to relax.

Elena opened the door and just then a letter was dropped in front of her, it wasn't just a letter but a Vydr letter used by witches only.

Seeing the Vydr letter, she knew it was sent from a witch and it must be very important. Vydr letters are rare and private, her eyes drawled on the front cover down until they landed on the name 'To Vlad Talon' she glared back at Talon's resting peacefully.

"What business does he have with a witch" she questioned undoubtedly.

"None of my business anyway"

She took the letter inside and presented it to Talon, immediately he took a hold of it, and the contents appeared, that was one special thing about the Vydr letter. The letter's contents won't be revealed until it got into the hands of the receiver, then burn afterward after the information has been disclosed.

"I have no intention of writing to you, but I have no other option as it is now. It's been ages now since we had proper communication, so I'll make this brief. Stay away from the sector 7 witch coven or I will come for you.

First, I will destroy all you own then go for the people you love, and bet when I say the last card is going to be a thrill... I'll go after your unborn child"

The letter burns out immediately, A frown settles on Talon's face, his expression was dark and blunt.

He wasn't fazed by the threat of a witch but impressed by the gut of the witch... How bold.

Foolish enough, that boldness will be a regret.

He immediately stood up and took his coat, seeing him like this, Elena got anxious.

"Where are you going?"

"Dracu, I've been given the invitation to attend sector 7 'confront the weakling who gave out an interesting threat to the wrong person's party. Mind to tag along?"

"No I have a business to attend to, I'll join the interesting party when am did" Elena smirked.

"Witches menace, I'll pay her a little visit... Mariam dane" he chuckles.

Talon voice-over:

I never thought I will come back after a long time, it's been a thousand years now since I visited my home. Dracu.

My family and I are the first vampires reborn from dark Magic, we were called the protectors, We were once a great aristocracy in the kingdom until we slowly bewilder in our own home we build, hiding like a wimp while letting other puny creatures take over our home and rule over us like it was theirs.

My siblings and I left Dracu for a reason leaving our parents behind, I've been away from home for a thousand years now but now am back, and I have no intention of fighting over such eminence of my home am just here for one thing... Find the witch who dares threaten a Protector.

I feel weirdly bad, It will be a flop to her and her little Witch coven.

DRACU KINGDOM.

Bell rings...The big Iron gate was opened, and Horses ride in neighing..the rider halted at the entrance of an extravagant Mansion, he got down and signal one of the guards to take the horse to the stable.

The House was just as he remembered a thousand years ago. his feet stopped, and he turned his head towards his left to admire the beauty of the villa. Each corner of the wall was beautifully carved, and the designs were made with complete care. With the combination of sky blue and spotless white paint, it was looking like a palace from a fairyland. Greeneries around the mansion was adding more beauty to it. As he admired the mansion, A smile creeps into his lips. feels good to be home, he thought and breathe in relief.

"Where are my father and my mother," Talon asked a nearby guard that was stationed at the side of the door.

"They are inside" A voice answered from behind. Talon turned back and saw their butler, Harold. He smiled awkwardly, scuffing his hair.

"Welcome home, Master" Harold bowed his head slightly.

"You haven't changed a bit," Talon remarked conveying the appearance of the five thousand old pure-blood Vampires. His hair was still as curly as he remembered when he move out a thousand years ago. His line jaw was still the same. Not much of a difference was summed up.

Seeing the old man smile stirs up butterflies in his paunch, he sure had a lot of memories with the old butler.. Memories consisting of the good, bad, and the ugly. One, both his siblings have kept as a tie... Wondered where they are.

"Always and forever" he smirked. They proceed into the mansion.

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