Spectral Claws: Ancient Recurring

The Werewolveian Dawns- Part 2

I never would have known for such filth to exist inside of me, breaking and destroying an ancient palace without protecting what needs to be protected that's when I knew this was just the version of me I neglected during all my previous wrath building ups and my mind castle somehow kept it in here and nurtured the rage, made it evolve and take over my mind whenever it pleases. This helps only for now but I must find a way to take this beast back within me before Derik and I are sent over to the authorities.

"Why does the beast now have the light and how is that at this time, I know this is happening?" the chairs creaked as my mother moved closer with a nurturing and calming voice and said, "It's all a part of the path that was brought to you Faudian, you go ahead fight your own beasts or let your path shape as you let go of this side of your mind to take its own form."

I should listen to my mother but I can't abandon the wellbeing of ancient treasure by the recklessness of the werewolf and I was by myself strong enough to take down my enemies. The treasures were meant to be taken by me and the map to the forbidden instrument before the mafia from the other side take over and I had to sit and think, but half my brain or a part of it was already under control by the other and I couldn't use certain parts of my mind castle. This blocked me from entering and getting the right information I needed to remember at the time to make a plan.

I could see from my eyes what was going on but I was distracted by what had been happening and it was all too quick for me to consciously even realize where this leads. Yet, as my mom, I was also intrigued to find out what was in the dungeon that is when I came across something that probably was most shocking and disheartening at the time. "Mom..." I asked breathing heavily as I looked at the diary of my dad in my hand, the only piece of information I could withdraw from the other side and it was too tough to forget the whole thing," Whom...who--killed my father." I asked as I looked into her eyes frightened and knowing that my deduction had a possibility to be 98 percent correct and though I did know what the knife symbol was that struck Faudian Sr. I couldn't bring myself to think anything else or to see outside.

She sighed and let go of her sadness and worries for taking care of a kid and hiding the truth, she gave in and told me what she once swore on to never say, "The sons of van Helsing...the brothers they betrayed the key and reign of your father and took over. They killed me and him and you were never there...to see."

With wrath, the diary in my hand was crushed and this time I wasn't having a dual personality syndrome, it was plain old me knowing the knowledge I gathered was all but false and so was my hope. The raging fire beneath me grew ever larger as my eyes were set against the ancient photo seen on the outside, "The..Helsing brothers, you will have my revenge.."

Mother kept her hands on my shoulder trying to calm me down, "All the answers you are looking for must be sorted and found through a greater bigger fight than anything we ever fought, don't take revenge, my child. We didn't leave you in the human lands for you to become a victim to vengeance." She was slowly disappearing into the mist that was formed behind her. I rushed to get hold of her hand and she went only quicker until the light struck brighter blinding me and making me unconscious...," M--mother.."

"Naufilius! Where are you for god's sake..." Derik's voice disrupted me from the madness I felt from within and somehow I felt dizzy and distorted as I walked towards the painting. All of this never felt like any magic just a giant headache, "I-im down here Derik"

I didn't know where this sudden pain was coming from but all I had in mind was to retrieve a few treasures and take these paintings down and after that wreak havoc at the village of the Helsings.

The brain attack kept becoming massive, ringing ears and rubber-like bones. I barely could move though I went to a few dungeon rooms and neither of the ornaments really was affecting me. That is when I knew Faudian was trying to bother what Im doing right now."L-listen to me you petty wolf, we must take them down an-and this place, understand."

I could feel the light going back to the jail in this head and I couldn't stop him. The foolish Wolfer won't listen to me 'and it was time to let go before the light disperses from the brain cells entirely."I will come back to kill the Helsings...I promise y-you..."

After a while I slowly regained the consciousness that I had lost, there was a ringing sound in my ear that decreased over time. My breathing and heart rates were normalizing and the pressure outside was getting higher against my chest like something was pushing

against it. As slowly my body starts functioning I open my eyes, a little distorted as I couldn't see the figure that was trying to do C.P.R. for a person that had a brain attack, "Faudian..wake up! oh, damn you Werewolf I shouldn't have listened to you."

After what he said I realized what I went through and got up hurriedly, "The Helsing brothers, god how could they-- and also...we need to talk." I told him in a darker and wrathful voice after slowly getting up and fixing my coat. It was a little disheartening to see the gloves torn out like that. I sighed as I walked outside the dungeon. Derik sighed and nervously rubbed the back of his head, "I-I just didn't know what had to be done...hehe."

I sighed in a way mocking his puny brain and walking outside the door, "Tsch, you and your friend didn't take the place or the mafia down which was the plan of yours and it went horribly wrong as more of them are obviously on their way." I said sighing again and hoping at least the watch got saved, "The ornaments below are useless, all I needed was a glance, the Helsings never let their treasures out at a place like this. We were fooled but I hope you have my watch ."

Derik looked at me nervously and hurriedly he searched his pockets and finally in relief of his fear he got my watch except that it was a mini clock and the rest of the wrist band attached to it was clawed off, "Great work leader of Bloodteeth." I took the clock by hand and knew the time was coming to an end for this party to finally be over, it was time to continue the plan, "Keeping whatever happened before this aside, you must help me now to continue the plan from where we left off. " Derik was agitated though he sighed to let out the excessive effort and turn to me saying, "I will do it for you for sure man and then we get drinks."

The path was set for us to move the collected information, the painting of the Helsings which would uncover their location in our hands and the way outside was by getting arrested by the police. We just had to fight our way to the top floor and the top floor was just 40 more floors from this one, quite confidential and full of monsters. The old man had kept his office in the upper floor hence the mechanical chair. It was gonna be a long night.

"Son of Dracula, are your vampires ready?" I asked as I turned to him across from my side. He looked down from the stairs and smiled,"Coming in hot my friend." I smiled at him knowing the plan was already gonna work, I just had to use my actual claws and a little bit of mind power to fix the situation and I just had to say, "Well, then we are about to wreak havoc.."