Unholy War

Unholy War 15

Chapter 15: INNOCENT

"Can you hear me?"

I wake up. My throat is dry. I have this headache that is going on. There is small television on the side of the room with the headline "Batchat" as two news anchors discuss local events going on. I have a headache. It pounds so fucking heavy. I can hardly focus enough but I realize how tall the ceiling is in this room. I can hardly see it. There is no doubt we are in some place grand. The first thing I think about is some sort of cathedral or palace.

"Can you hear me?"

I turn and I see a woman. She is an older woman. She had a wrinkly and peaceful face as though she'd never seen a bad thing happen in the world at all. Or maybe her face makes it seems like she ignores all the bad things that happen in this world.

"Yes."

She seems pleased but not overly dramatic.

"Good," she responds, "I communed with every healing spirit I knew trying to bring you back. Welcome back...Innocent."

I sit up. My head is killing me. The lights aren't helping. The older lady brings me a glass of water and I'm so thirsty that I drink the whole thing in one sitting.

"Who are you?" I ask her.

"My name is Catalina..."

The name sounded familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. It's like hearing the name of an old president and knowing that the person existed but not really recognizing his face or any real facts about the person. I only know that a Catalina had existed and she had played a major role in the coven at some point or another.

"What family are you from?" I ask her.

"Bah."

It clicks. I'd heard stories from the past. It was way before my time. The Bah family had barely existed. They had engulfed themselves for the most part years ago and only Genesis survived with a cousin that moved away a while ago. That cousin had a mother. Her mother was Catalina Bah. Still, if the stories were correct then this couldn't be the same woman.

"Catalina Bah is dead," I remember.

She smiles, "There is so much you've missed little doctor. Get dressed. You have a king that you need to meet."

~

For some reason it becomes quite clear that I am in a palace. Out of windows I can see the red sky. It's like the sun is hiding right behind the horizon and doesn't move, forever tucked away slightly out of reach. It is an eternal dusk or maybe an eternal dawn. I can't tell which one but I stand there for an hour and nothing changes in the sky. I almost forget I'm supposed to be getting dressed in the clothes laid out in this massive room for me. There are towers all around us and beyond the towers is a massive city that expands almost to the horizon. Each are over 600 feet sky scrapers. Beyond the horizons are sparkling green forestry that seem endless. I'm blown away by the beauty of this place. It seems like paradise to me.

As I look out my window I see a boy in the courtyard. He's standing there. He has light brown skin, thick eyebrows and silky black hair. He may be of Spanish decent or something like that. He stands and looks directly up at me. He must be around my age. He waves at me a few times.

I wave back.

Who is he?

There is a knock on the door, "Innocent, are you ready?"

"One minute."

I turn back to look out of the window. The boy from the courtyard is gone.

When I do get dressed the door opens and I see Catalina talking to someone. My mouth drops when I see who it is.

I can't help myself. I run across the room and hug him. Tightly. Being so close to him just turns me on immediately. I've felt like I've been lost in myself forever.

"Genesis..."

"Um..."

My dick is hard. I don't even notice it until I see him react. He doesn't have his same sly almost vexing look, but he does have a smirk on his face. He's seems surprised but not really excited or interested in seeing me.

"Sorry about that, I can't control myself," I state.

"I'm used to that reaction with Genesis," he tells me, "Unfortunately I'm not Genesis. My name is Exodus..."

Exodus. My father had mentioned that Genesis had a brother one time that repeatedly sacrificed himself for the ambitions of Genesis. My other father Mason said that Genesis had a living voodoo doll in Exodus. Others seemed to respect the name of Exodus and his incessant need to destroy himself to help his brother. Either way the stories of Exodus were definitely famous on Moreen Island.

Exodus is supposed to be dead.

For some reason he was standing here in the same way Catalina Bah was standing here.

"I'm so confused," I admit.

Exodus smiles.

He turns to Catalina, "Thank you Aunt Catalina. Genesis will be surprised that Innocent woke up today. You've done well."

Catalina smiles at her nephew, "The spirits brought him back. I had nothing to do with it."

Exodus looks over at me, "Just in time. Just in time to break the news to Genesis."

I'm not sure what news he's talking about but he seems very excited. He signals for me to follow him. He's definitely different from Genesis. The way he talks is different from Genesis. Genesis wasn't feminine but you could tell he was gay. Exodus seemed like his much straighter. Not just sexuality either. He just seemed like he was the much more straight and narrow brother. As I follow him I notice that even his walk is different. He's a lot more stiff and not as fluid as Genesis.

We make our way down a long corridor. I notice almost immediately the presence of witches. They seemed to have been staffed in the palace. I'm confused on why King Nero had hired so many witches. It's a weird thing honestly. Then I notice something else. There are these burly looking men that seem to be guarding the doors. I had seen vampires. Vampires had a unique ease, sophistication and elegance about them. These guards were not them. These guards were big, tall, full of muscle and a little bit vulgar. They are intimidating but only visually. They aren't the silent, cold, stoned vampires I had seen back in Harlem. These guards were not vampires at all. They were werewolves. Something weird was definitely happening. Witch staff and werewolf guards. I had not even seen a vampire yet...

That's when we enter the throne room and I come to a realization.

Genesis was king.

Genesis was king!

What the fuck had I missed?

He is sitting in a chair. Vivienne is in front of him. There is a woman in front of Vivienne. She is pregnant. She is one of the wolf girls. She is fully pregnant and there is a black shawl over her head. She stays completely still with her dress up. Vivienne is looking in her vagina. Vivienne sticks her fingers in the girls vagina. Genesis seems interested in this antenatal care. Since when was Vivienne a doctor? He's watching her from a wicker throne as Vivienne pulls out some juices from the girls vagina.

"Amina is going to give birth any minute now," Vivienne says, "She's going to go into labor within minutes. I can see it."

"Unusual pregnancy."

"This isn't good," Vivienne says, "It's dark magic. Magic we haven't seen before."

"Should we destroy it?" Genesis asks, "Should we kill the baby?"

"No," Walid says, "Fang would be upset..."

"It isn't Fang's baby is it?" Genesis asks Walid, "It's yours. And regardless I wasn't asking you. I was asking Vivienne what we should do with the baby."

The pregnant woman doesn't respond. What is wrong with the pregnant woman? Doesn't she hear them discussing getting rid of her baby? She just sits there almost as if she is in some kind of trance or something like that.

Vivienne seems confused.

"Something is coming. Something...terrible. This baby is one of the last piece of the puzzle."

"What's more terrible then me?" Genesis asks with a laugh.

Vivienne just keeps shaking her head, "Something..."

I'm not sure what Vivienne is attempting to do but I'm sure it's something magical. She seems to be arranging pebbles on the floor over and over every time she touches Amina's pussy juices. She gets frustrated after a few minutes and rearranges them again. Genesis is focusing on this at the moment and he seems not to even realize the doors open and Exodus and I walk in.

There is someone next to Genesis. The werewolf Walid. He doesn't have a throne but he does have a crown...a crushed crown that looks like someone took a big bite out of it. He wears it and turns to me. He notices me before Genesis does. His eyes squint at me.

Exodus turns, "Genesis I'm sorry to disturb...whatever...you have going on."

It's an odd ritual. I definitely don't think if the vampires were still ruling you would see a witch ritual involving a pregnant woman, vaginal fluids and pebbles in the middle of a grand throne room. Then again this was Genesis ruling. I'm surprised there weren't dead goats, incense and virgins ready to sacrifice themselves everywhere.

"I don't want to be bothered. Vivienne is attempting to see further into the future of this wolf baby," Genesis states, "She is about to give birth."

"This is important."

"Exodus you think everything is important."

"This is really important," Exodus states.

"Hello Genesis," I state.

The room stops. Vivienne looks up from her pebbles. Genesis turns with wide eyes. Exodus steps to the side so that they can see me. The reaction right now is pure shock.

Genesis gets off his throne. He walks over to me. There is a regal attitude about him now. I can't believe he did what he said he was going to do. I can't believe I went to sleep with Genesis nothing more than an unruly witch. I woke back up to meet a king. He had accomplished this.

He gives me a hard look and then does the weirdest thing. He kisses me. It isn't a pec either. Genesis kisses me full on. His tongue goes down my throat.

"Genesis," Walid says.

Genesis looks back at him as though more annoyed than anything, "What?"

"You just kissed someone else in front of me," Walid explains, "I'm your husband."

Husband? I swallow at that moment. A part of me is sure that Walid is going to change into some animal and devour me right now. He seems mad. He seems like he is steaming. He is really jealous seeing Genesis stick his tongue down my throat. Genesis doesn't seem to care though. He does it again. And again. And again. By the time Genesis is done kissing me my dick is so hard that I realize everyone in the room notices. I'm damn near pre-cumming down my leg at that moment. I can't even help it. I've wanted Genesis to give me this attention forever.

"Get used to it," Genesis tells him Walid.

I'm shocked when Genesis says that. I'm even more shocked when Walid just stands there and takes it. Walid has never seemed like the kind of guy who was submissive but right now that is exactly what he was.

"He woke back up today," Exodus says, "Catalina says she had nothing to do with it. He just woke up."

"I didn't see it in my visions," Vivienne states.

"Who cares?" Genesis asks.

"Why today?" Vivienne asks, "There is something odd going on..."

She doesn't seem like she is happy to see me up. God knows how long I've been out. Weeks? Months? So much has changed.

"We have important things to talk about," Exodus interrupts Vivienne, "Maybe Innocent waking up is a sign. Maybe it is a sign that the spirits bless your rule, Genesis. And they want you to unite the city."

Genesis looks at Exodus, "Fuck are you talking about?"

"Micko, Yas and Santos have an idea that they think would bring peace and unite the city."

Micko.

My father.

"Where is my father?" I ask.

Exodus smiles, "I can bring him here with Yas and Santos. We can all celebrate your return and discuss the future."

"Whose to say his return is something to celebrate?" Vivienne asks.

She's negative. Way too negative. She could at least wait until I was out of the room. She stares at me with this really negative look. She is desperately rearranging her pebbles trying to see the future but I don't think it's working for her.

Genesis ignores her luckily, "Why do I care about uniting the city?"

"If we don't solve our issues now the fighting will continue. Genesis this can mean peace. The ultimate peace for witches, werewolves and vampires. No more fighting."

"No."

"Genesis."

"No..." he responds, "I'm going to have sex with Innocent..."

I almost choke.

"What?" I ask.

"What?" Walid asks, almost at the same time.

"I'm going to ride Innocent's dick," Genesis states, "Does anyone have a fucking problem with that?"

I shake my head. Exodus and Vivienne shake their head. Walid just sits there and stands. I am not sure if I should be excited with Genesis or scared at his grunting, overgrown werewolf husband with his crushed crown. Walid's chest is breathing heavy. He could rip me apart if he wanted to. I swear he could. I'm terrified. He had three or four times my muscle. Plus he was a fucking Alpha werewolf. The only thing that seemed to be standing between me and certain, brutal, agonizing death is a very slim petite witchdoctor named Genesis.

Walid descends down the steps. I can almost hear his footsteps booming. He might as well be foaming from the mouth. He might as well be in his werewolf form. He looks like he is ready to attack. He starts walking towards me.

And I'm sure I'm going to die.

So long Innocent. It was a cute life while it lasted.

He puts his hands around my neck.

"I'm going to pull your head off," Walid tells me.

"No you aren't," Genesis states.

"You're MINE," Walid tells Genesis, "Do you hear me?"

"No I'm not," Genesis responds with a wicked laughter, "You are mine. I'm the Alpha of Alphas of Alphas. I run this. Do you understand?"

"I broke up with Yas for you."

"You broke up with Yas to get your dick back. But I just let you borrow it. You understand? Your dick is mine. Your life is now mine. You are now mine. And this crown. Thanks for holding it. But it's mine as well."

Genesis snatches the crown off of Walid's head at that moment. A few of the werewolf guards gasp a little bit but they don't challenge Genesis. No one does. Walid was the kind of guy who did this to others. Not the other way around. Genesis had literally just neutered Walid in front of everyone and it was glorious!

Seeing Walid's face at that moment is priceless.

He looks around the room at the werewolf guards. Then he backs up, taking a few steps back away from Genesis. His eyes devert away from the more powerful person's glare. I'd had a dog before. Walid might as well be rolling onto his stomach right now. He was showing the ultimate submission to Genesis.

"At least think about Micko's offer while your fucking?" I hear Exodus state before we leave.

"Doubt it," Genesis responds before looking over me, "C`mon Innocent. Have you ever fucked a king before?"

~

He wraps his legs around me. His ass slams into my torso. It's been 20 minutes that we've been at it. He pulls me high above the bed. We are floating into the sky. It's no doubt that Genesis is using magic and I am enjoying every last moment of it. I feel my body thrusting into his ass. He grinds on my chest pulling me deeper into him. His asshole is so tight. He twists and turns, contorting himself in ways I didn't think were imaginable. I thrust deeper and deeper.

He's moaning in my ear, "Fuck me, yes...just like that."

I struggle to maintain. I had imagined this moment for so long and it was finally here and it was everything that I thought it would be. For a moment I feel this magical presence all around us. It engulfs us completely. Every stroke seems like I am on the edge of nutting.

Genesis seems to know he's having this effect on me.

He kisses me deep.

His tongue tastes so good. I suck on it thrusting deep in him as we moan in one another's ears. We have defied gravity floating through the air as we make love. The lights are sparking. The torches in the room are lighting up all by themselves.

Spirits are dancing in the air.

I go deeper, balls deep into his warm tight ass. His asshole clenches on to my dick. I squirm, "Ugh. Your so tight. I don't know if I can hold it any longer."

"Hold it. It feels too good to stop," he demands.

I don't want to disappoint the King. I don't want to disappoint Genesis. I waited way too long for this moment to disappoint me. He is riding me like a bull. He is controlling me. He's somehow manhandling me from even though he's the one getting fucked. I've never felt so submissive in my life. I'm sweating profusely trying to please him. I'm bending my dick and stroking him with a vigor that I've never had in my life in an attempt to make sure this is the best dick he's ever gotten.

"You like that shit?" I ask him, "You like that big dick?"

"Shut up. Focus on not nutting," he tells me.

I do what he says, staying quiet and closing my eyes. Every time I look at his sexy face or feel his lips tough mine I know that I'm going to get that much closer to losing my shit. There is no way that I can lose my shit. Not now. Not ever. I have to please Genesis. I have to make sure that he is satisfied.

Puppies. Old ladies. I think of anything that will make me stop nutting. It's so hard.

All of a sudden we are in a room surrounded in white.

"What are you doing to me?" he asks me.

"Me?"

I thought he was doing this. I can't stop stroking Genesis. I can't stop making love to him and for a moment we are not in that bedroom anymore. We are floating high above the clouds. Not too far from us there is a gate. A white gate with a kingdom behind it.

Genesis and I turn.

The gates open.

As they creak open I realize I can't hold my nut anymore. I give it to him. I nut inside of Genesis shooting streams of uncontrollable orgasm into his bowels. The feeling causes him to latch onto me. He hugs me tightly.

All of a sudden we are falling from the skies.

Falling. Falling! FALLING!

We hit the ground. I land on the ground and Genesis lands on the bed. For a brief second he looks at me as though I'm some sort of tiger sneaking into his bedroom uninvited. He pulls up the sheets and stares at me with this look that I haven't seen him ever give to anyone before. It's almost as though Genesis is afraid. GENESIS of all people. I doubt that could be possible though.

"Was I good?" I ask him.

That's the only thing I care about for some reason. Whatever fear Genesis has goes away as quick as it comes. He gets up off the bed, wraps the sheets around his naked body and walks towards the dresser. I can't help but to look at his slim fame and sexy shape as he stands over by the dresser. He such a nice tight ass. My dick is getting hard again thinking about it.

A part of me wants to hug him from behind and maybe cuddle but Genesis stops any idea that might come into my mind.

"Grow up Innocent," he tells me, "You are acting more like Micko everyday. You don't need recognition and acknowledgement from me or anyone else. You are going to have to be more of a man if you are going to be my kept boy."

"Wait. I'm going to be your lover?" I ask.

He laughs, "Would you like that? Would you mind fucking me when my husband isn't around to do it?"

I want to ask Genesis why he married Walid. I want to ask him what he saw in the guy, but I think against it. Genesis never seemed like the kind of guy to be questioned. So instead of challenging him I just decide to smile.

"I'd do anything to be with you," I admit.

"Good boy," he responds, "Now tell me one more thing. How'd you do the magic?"

"I thought that was you."

"Interesting," he responds.

That's all he says. He is in deep thought right now like a detective gathering information to solve some sort of murder case. I can't help myself when I walk up behind him. I drop his towel and press my dick up against the ass crease area. I grind slowly over him. I'm taller than Genesis so I can lean over and kiss his shoulders slightly. I know I'm young and dumb to him but I want to be the man he wants for some reason.

"Maybe it's just the sparks between us. Maybe I woke up because I knew you needed me. You are a king now. I want to help you in anyway possible."

"Give me some advice."

I wasn't quite thinking about advice. I was more thinking about fucking him. The fact that Genesis is asking me for advice right now blew my mind. No one ever asked me for advice.

I'm blown away, "How can I help?"

"Your father, Yas and Santos want to meet with me. They have an idea that they said could bring peace to Eden. For so long I've gotten used to chaos. That is when I am strongest. When there is so much noise, I can hear the best. They are offering me quiet. Peace and quiet. Should I take their offer?"

"Why do you hesitate?" I asked Genesis.

Genesis goes to the dresser and picks up the crown. It's the same dented crown that Walid had on his head earlier.

"You see this crown?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"It's crushed..."

"How'd that happen?"

"It was crushed during the fight for it," he states, "Armando wasn't giving this thing up without a fight. God knows where he is now. Probably somewhere fighting. One day he could build up a big enough army to attack me. That fight will be even worse than the last. And what's to happen to this crown. Imagine what it will look like when we are done with that."

"Even more crushed I suppose," I suggest.

"Much more of a crushed crown," he explains, "And this crown is a symbol for my life. You fight for greatness for so long and you achieve it but things you sacrificed for greatness leaves you goal fractured. You don't enjoy it like you thought you would. So much responsibility. I want to be king but I don't want to rule. Look at this. Look at me. I'm so broken Innocent. I'm a crushed crown."

"It's still beautiful. You're still beautiful. Crushed and all."

He smiles.

"You think the best of me."

"Of course I do. You're perfect," I tell him, "And you'll be an amazing king. Now that you have the throne what do you want to achieve with it?"

"I never thought that far. I spent so much time trying to save the coven and find a place where they'd be safe. Now that I have the throne I don't know what to do with it."

"Make them safe then," I state, "Make everyone safe. Take my father's offer."

Genesis turns and looks over at me.

"You're right."

"I am?"

He smiles, "Get dressed. We are going to be attending a meeting..."

~

It's later that day that the meeting is arranged. Genesis is late, but then again Genesis is king so I don't think anyone seems to notice or care. This is a moment of celebration regardless of when he arrives. I'm shocked that Genesis decided to listen to me, but I think this is a good decision. The vampire media has been arranged to categorize this historical event.

My father showers me with hugs and kisses when he sees me. It's embarrassing.

"You're embarrassing him Micko," my dad Mason says.

"My baby is not embarrassed."

I was. I'm trying to get Genesis to look at me as a grown ass man but my father is embarassing me in front of all these people. Tears are running down his face. He keeps saying how much everyone has missed me. I wish he would just stop freaking out and embarrassing me though.

"We're glad you're back," my dad Mason states.

He gives me a pat. It's probably the most I'm going to get from him.

"We all are," a voice responds.

Asa gives me a hug. She has her parents with her. I can see a smile on her face that warms my heart. She got her family back. Her immediate family. The rest of the coven is there too. We are all here to support my father Micko.

Yas is also there. He is in a suit. He has his long hair tied up into a bun. For a moment he could honestly pass for a vampire. Dad says he has some vampire in him now, even though he is here representing the wolves. Now I can kind of see the vampire side of Yas. He is strong and regal looking. He's drawing some attention from a lot of other Alphas who have come to support him as their representative. I watch how Walid watches Yas. I don't know what he's thinking but he's staring him down. Yas doesn't seem that interested though. Maybe it's because Exodus walks over to him and offers him a glass of wine. Yas smiles at Exodus, ignoring his old lover as he does it.

Santos is there as well. He seems a little out of it. He is sitting alone at a table. I can't help but to walk over to him at that moment. He's fingering through a some documents that he probably wants Genesis to sign at that moment looking for something.

"Hello," I state.

"Hey," he seems surprised I'm here talking to him, "Micko's son, right?"

I nod, "Yes..."

"I'm glad you returned," he states.

"My father says that your son was in the same...condition I am in. Has he been released as well?" I ask him.

My father had told me about it during the first ten minutes. Santos had brought with him a cloud of sadness into the room. The other vampires aren't far behind. Nero and Justice have joined Santos but stay a little away from him. Armando is no where to be seen. He's a no show. Maybe he thinks this is all fake and just a witch backstab or something. The vampires for the most part seem to be suspicious. Maybe it had to do with Promise. We all could tell. Seeing my own father's happiness I could only imagine how upset these people were.

"My son Promise has been released from the possession," he says, "See he's aged. Dramatically. The aging has stopped but I don't recognize him anymore."

"How old did he stop aging to be?"

"Around your age."

Weird. Why would he age to around my age and then stop all of a sudden? It was just fucking weird.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

I turn. Genesis is arriving. You can tell by the host of werewolf in both wolf form and dressed as guards that are arriving. Walid turns to walk up next to Genesis throne and take his place by his husband. I was supposed to be his kept boy but right now it seems more like that is Walid's job.

"Wait," Santos states.

"Yes?"

"Do you know anything? Do you know why this is happening to Promise?" he asks me.

I shake my head.

"I'm sorry Mr. Santos. I don't know. I don't remember anything. Nothing at all."

This doesn't seem to satisfy Santos but none the less he gives me a smile. It's a weak smile. It's a smile that lets me know that I haven't offered him any comfort. Luckily my father comes to pull me away just in time from the awkward conversation with the young-looking but quite old vampire.

When Genesis walks in there is applause even from the reluctant vampires who have been beaten. Genesis takes his seat on the wicker throne. He stops the applause by starting to speak almost immediately.

"Let's get this over with. You have the bills that need signed...I'll sign them," Genesis responds.

He slouches in his chair. He is wearing the crushed crown. He seems as reluctant to do this as the vampires are to be here. None-the-less I know he is doing this for the better good: Peace in Eden.

Micko, Yas and Santos come forward as the representatives for the new council. Each of the three would be responsible for maintaining the peace of their races in Eden. The peace treaty is dozens of pages long and we all wait with bated breath for Genesis to review them. He signs the peace treaty in blood. Micko, Yas and Santos all add their blood.

Cheers break out. Werewolf women have begun dancing. Celebration. I've never seen happiness like this. It's so immediate. It's so overwhelming.

Everyone seems so...happy!

"He doesn't look too good does he?" someone tells me.

I turn at that moment.

There is a weird boy that has joined me in the crowded room. At first I don't recognize him but then I remember. The boy from the courtyard.

"Who?" I ask.

"Genesis. They still haven't told him that Santos is his brother," the boy says.

I stare at the boy. What the fuck is he talking about Santos is his brother? Why am I even listening to him?

"Genesis looks fine and Santos is not his brother. What the hell are you talking about?" I ask, "Who are you?"

"My name is Promise..."

Holy shit.

Looking at his face I'm shocked. No wonder his father was so upset. He had lost years of his life. Sure enough he was my age and he was talking as though he had grown up in the most regular way and had real knowledge of the world. Where'd he get this knowledge from? He seemed so...wise.

"You can't be Promise," I state.

"You doubt me a lot," he says leaning closer to me, "I thought you said that Genesis wasn't sick."

I turn at that moment towards Genesis. People are already celebrating and a big party has started so not too many people are looking at Genesis still. There are people who are concerned however. Genesis has begun throwing up. His assistants run towards him as though attempting to see what the problem is. Genesis wasn't his usual self. He definitely looked sick or something when he was throwing up.

Weird. How did Promise know?

I turn back to Promise but realize he isn't right next to me anymore. He's on the other side of the room. He's walking away.

I chase after him. Something is telling me to follow this boy.

I follow Promise to the other side of the Blood Palace. It seems like there are dormitories on this side of the palace. Promise walks almost as though he is completely sure of what is happening. When I catch up to him he smiles almost as if he expected me to follow him.

"How did you age?" I ask him, "It's impossible."

"Impossible? This is coming from the boy who was born from two men. You want to talk to me about impossible?" he asks.

"Magic, then?" I ask.

"Of course," he responds.

"Whose magic?" I ask.

"Hers..."

"Whose her?" I ask.

"You know the answer to that question," he responds, "Hurry up. We don't have much time."

He is walking really fast.

"Much time for what?"

"The last one of us is about to come into the world. The wolf."

The wolf? What wolf is he talking about? I want to ask him so many questions but I stop when I see him pull a knife out. Every part of me wants to stop following him and turn back but I don't. I continue to follow this weird boy down this hallway as he carries this knife.

We finally stop at door. The door is at the end of a hallway. I hear screams from behind the door. These loud fucking screams that are scaring the fuck out of me. The screams get louder and louder. My body shakes hearing it. I think about turning back even more now and going back to the celebration.

"What's behind that door?"

Promise looks at me. He has a very serious face just like his father. The vampires are weird. Micko clearly looks like he could be my father but Promise looks like he could be the brother of Santos. I guess Promise was never supposed to grow up so fast though.

But I notice the look in his eyes.

It was pure evil.

And instead of being afraid I knock on the door for Promise. It's almost like I've lost control of my body. What the fuck is going on?

The person who opens the door is Fang. Walid's brother.

Promise doesn't hesitate to slit his throat within seconds of him opening the door!

Fang falls to the ground bleeding and gasping for breath. I should scream for help. I should call someone for help but I don't. I step over Fang's body without even looking at him much. I keep walking into the room and see what was happening in the room. There is a midwife helping the werewolf Amina from earlier give birth.

The baby is coming out!

Promise and I watch as the midwife delivers the baby. It takes some time. We watch silently not disturbing the midwife. She pulls the baby out of Amina and holds it. We watch as she cuts the cord off the baby. The baby is silent. It doesn't cry...even when she pinches it. It stays so silent. So fucking silent. The midwife seems to turn at that moment. I think she wants to announce the baby. She is about to announce that it is a little girl I believe.

"What are you doing in here?" the midwife asks, "Where's the father?"

The midwife is a werewolf woman...older than any werewolf I've seen before. I think she must see the blood of Fang spilling off into the room. Maybe she smells it. Werewolves have very strong senses of scent. She wraps the baby up quickly and attempts to transform.

She doesn't get far. Promise grabs the midwife by hair, drags her into the middle of the floor and repeatedly stabs her in her throat, eyes, chest repeatedly until he is covered completely with the blood from the midwife. It's so much blood. So much fucking blood.

Amina comes out of some sort of trance, "Who are you people? What the fuck are you doing? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"

She is panicking because she sees Promise. He is bent over like some sort of monster. He's eating the midwife. Not biting and drinking like some vampires would do. No. Promise is eating the midwife. He is tearing off chunks of her flesh and eating her whole.

He hands me a knife, "Your turn."

With that he gets up and goes to grab the baby. Half of the midwife's face has already been consumed by him but maybe she doesn't taste good to him because he's abandoned this task. I take the knife and I know immediately what I have to do.

I walk over to Amina.

"Please. Please don't. I have no issues with you," Amina begs, "I've done nothing to you. I just want my baby. I just want..."

I don't let her finish her words. I slit Amina's throat.

"Shame. We should have asked the mother what she wanted to name the wolf baby," Promise states.

I look at the newborn baby in his arms.

"Nameless."

"Nameless works," Promise states wrapping Nameless up in a cloth to start cleaning him off. She is a pretty looking baby.

"What do we do now?"

"We take Nameless away and wait with Nameless for her return."

"Whose return?"

He smiles, "You already know the answer to that."

There is a silence in the room. We walk out of the hallway and start making our ways out of the palace. The streets are full of people. Promise wraps Nameless in a blanket. Already Nameless is aging. It won't be too long before she is my age. I have a feeling it won't be too long at all.

People are celebrating in the streets. They are happy. Even vampires are marching in the streets celebrating. I watch fireworks fill up the red sky. Today Eden was at peace. Genesis had signed a peace treaty giving representation to all of the different races. A peace treaty would stop the fighting. It would make everyone safe in Eden.

For today Eden was at peace.

"We are about to do something bad aren't we?" I ask Promise.

Promise looks at me and smiles.

"You told her that you would be hers if she helped your family. You belong to her now. So do I. She is the mother of monsters. Not just vampires. She is the mother of all of them and she's upset. Her children have forgotten how to be monsters."

She's pissed. I can feel her anger from beyond the grave. The mother of monsters was angry.

This peace would mean that witches fell in love with wolves and vampires shared drinks with witches. This would mean happiness in Eden. Genesis had a new goal of peace and Genesis achieved everything he put his mind too. The monsters had forgotten how to be monsters.

They were supposed to be killing humans, teaching them fear but like cowards they had retreated to Eden...a city where they felt they would be safe. They had forgotten themselves.

"How long do they have?" I ask, "Before she comes..."

"It won't last long," I tell Promise, "They'll remember what fear is. Soon. She will rise again. Like the 2nd coming of Jesus. She will end things on her return."

"How will she revive?"

"Reincarnation. She will be born again," Promise tells me, "As a little baby. She will need us. She will need us to teach her how to be a witch, a vampire and a werewolf. She will be the ultimate hybrid."

"They will fight her."

They had Genesis. They had Yaser. They had an army of wolves, witches and vampires.

"She expects that. And she will end them. First the monsters and then the humans. Not long now. As soon as he gives birth."

When Promise says that I'm a little confused.

"He?"

"Genesis, of course."

I stare back. Impossible. Genesis can't have a child. He was a man.

People had said the same thing about my father.

All of a sudden I remember Genesis being sick. I remember the magic we felt when we had sex earlier in the day.

"Oh my god."

"Congratulations," Promise tells me, "You're going to be the father of Evil."

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