HeartBreak Warfare

Chapter 10

Power.

Yes it was power that I had. I had it before, once upon a time centuries ago, but with the soul the weak Logan was too scared to use it. What a coward to be afraid to hurt a human! It was our job to kill these lower creatures.

And that's what I planned to do.

I sat up, rubbing my head. I felt like I had been asleep for the longest time, and to finally wake up to my reality and realize I ruled this world again. It was mine for the taking and I was grabbing for it.

My father was smiling at me; the prodigal son had returned to the father forever. I wasn't about to leave this place where I belonged. This was my home where the feelings of power was strong and gave me a giddy sensation.

I swung my legs over about to stand up, when my father push me back down into a sitting position. I growled at him, feeling a challenge, when I stop and realized that my old instincts were just too strong at the moment and that he wasn't going to fight me. He was going to say something to me.

"Welcome back, my son. How we have missed you." He said. I heard Blake give a snort as she leaned against the wall, looking hotter than hell, no pun intended. "We have so much to catch up on."

I shook my head. "No, father, you don't. I had a little catching up in my head. Seems like I hadn't been up to anything fun. How boring I was. It feels good to be back again." I flashed a row of my sharp teeth. "Now it's time to eat." I started to get up again, but he stood in my way once again.

"You need rest, Logan. The spell takes a lot of energy from you."

"You think I care?" I scoffed. "I'm hungry. You wouldn't deny your firstborn something to drink would you?" this time I was raising my own challenge. Let the old man think of that. He knew he couldn't beat me if we fought, which is why this made it even better.

He narrowed his eyes. "I've forgotten how…demanding you are. This will take some getting used to again."

I spread my arms out and gave him a cold smile. "You wanted me back and here I am. Get used to it, old man." I sprung up from the table, feeling like slaughtering a whole town. I might even do that. I pushed my father out of my way, winked at Blake who glared at me, and went out the door to be stared at by my family.

Terry nudged Scott. "He's back." There was a simultaneous look of glee on their faces as they too thought of what they could do with me now, what we did years ago.

Lily looked frightened. It seemed like she didn't know how to react to the new me. She must have gotten pretty attatched to my old self. Whatever, she would need to deal with me or get lost. Better yet I could just kill her. The second one sounded better to me.

She's your sister, a voice in my head said. Great, I just met my conscience.

And your point is? I said back. Nothing replied so I assumed I won and took great pride in it. I won everything and if I didn't, well I never have lost so I didn't dwell on it.

I met the eyes of Darius, the one my old self seemed to hate because of how demented he was. I thought we would get along great then.

I said nothing to any of them, or even acknowledged my mother-who cares about her?-as I walked by. I was hungry, I wanted to kill and I wasn't one to ignore my urges. If I wanted something, I took it. God, I loved being back!

The hallways were empty as I walked through them, feeling the old essence of power fill my body, spreading through my limbs. I just wanted to order someone around now that I was in charge again. I snapped my fingers, then again when no one appeared. There was a scurry of fast feet right before I snapped again. Around the corner of the hallway came a tiny female vampire. She was beautiful of course, all of them were, but this one was drop dead gorgeous. Maybe she could join me.

"Y-yes, Logan?" she noticed my change as quickly as she saw me. She was scared of me, they all were and they had right to be. If they didn't do what I wanted fast enough, I had a reputation to kill. I spared the pretty girls for a while, using them before I killed them. There wasn't a need to waste good bodies if you were going to destroy them.

I smiled, looking down at her. "I'm thirsty and I don't feel like hunting. Bring me a human. Quickly." She nodded and turned fast on her heel to get me my meal. Obviously she hadn't forgot what could happen. "Wait." She stopped and turned to me, coming back to my body. "Bring me Anna." I remembered the girl dimly from my memories, but I knew I had fed off of her. The servent nodded again, bowed and then ran off with speed.

It hadn't been ten seconds before she returned with the human girl. She was pale and gaunt looking, like other vampires had fed off her. For some reason it made me angry. I grabbed the girl, looking at her, inspecting her. She looked up wearily and I could tell from her eyes that she recognized me.

"Come." I told the servant who followed me on my heels. I was glad that she was so eager to obey. I would make sure that this servant stayed alive for the long run…unless she screwed it all up, which was easy when you were serving me. I led them to a dark room back in deeper into my chambers. I opened a door into a lavish room full of blood red furniture. I told the servant to close the door and the only light was a soft dim glow from a red lamp.

I remembered this place well. It was my feeding room, one of my favorite places.

The vampire stood by the door, waiting to be invited or ordered to do something. She stood still and silent. I was beginning to like this girl.

"Come here." I told her softly and I set Anna on the bed. She groaned sleepily, fading in and out of consciousness. They were better asleep anyway.

I felt the presence of the vampire beside me. I turned slightly so her body was angled towards mine. "Your name?"

She swallowed uneasily. "Delaney."

"Well, Delaney, care to join me?"

"Join you, Logan?"

I grabbed her waist and yanked her to me. I put my mouth at the base of her throat. "Join me." I breathed seductively. I placed my hand on the small of her back and walked with her to the wall. I kissed her gently at first, but grew hungry after a while. I lifted her legs around my waist with her back against the wall. I slid my tongue down her throat, enjoying the pleasure of what I had lost. The old me was too weak to do something like this.

Something was speaking to me in my head, or trying at least because I was too absorbed in the vampire to listen or realize it.

By the time we were done, I felt a little sick. I shoved off the feeling quickly as I drank from Anna. The taste of warm blood rushing down my throat made the whole world disappear. I sucked deeply, making sure I didn't kill her. Something about her blood made it rich and sweet and I wasn't about to give it up.

I leaned up from Anna, feeling like the whole day went in a blur. My father was right. I was weak and I wasn't ready to do this yet. The world was spinning. Even with the new power from the human blood, I still wasn't strong enough.

No, that wasn't it either. It was something else, something this body was familiar with, but nothing I had ever felt in my entire life. The word was there, but I couldn't figure it out. What was it? I felt…what did I feel? I still couldn't place the word. What was this!

I fell to my knees, feeling like my head was going to explode. My arms were shaking and I was pretty sure I was going to puke. Why was I so weak? What was happening to me?

Guilt, that same voice said to me again, you're feeling guilty. It was then that I realized it wasn't my conscience talking to me. It sounded like my voice, like some other part of me was talking to me. But I'm the only one here aren't I? I searched my mind. The only thing I found was my old thoughts and my current ones. No other person was there. So who was the voice?

And guilt? The word fit with what I was feeling, but it didn't sound right. I had no soul so therefore, I couldn't have any guilt. Those two things didn't mix. I was sure that I wasn't feeling guilt. I didn't feel anything but lust and power. I was Logan Masters. I didn't feel guilt.

I couldn't shake off the feeling that the voice, whatever the hell it was, was right though.