The Kings Blood Calling

Kings

Angelo's pov.

"So you see my plans for our new future are simple. After we take over the council and I become king of vampires, we awaken the minds of all species especially humans of our existence. Our new world will be a world ruled and powered by vampires." As my father tells me his plans I can see a twinkle of evilness in his eyes. I swallow hard in the realization of where the world is soon to be headed.

He patiently waits for me to speak. I shift in my seat never leaving eye contact with him. I know I broke the law and if I don't follow this path of destruction he has created for our future along with him, we all will die. This is why he wanted me to complete the blood calling so vampires can be the superior species. Betrayal is what I feel deep in my bones. He betrayed me by making me break a law and now using it against me for his wicked ideas. Once he's the king of council there will be no stopping such a monster. I can only hope to keep my family safe.

"What is your plan with human kings like Annaroses father?" I squint my eyes towards him in question. He leans back casually in his chair a smirk adorning his beautiful young features.

"That's why our dearest Annarose wasn't summoned to our meeting. I think you get my meaning when I say a world superior to others ran by vampires an don't play the fool. I raised you smarter son. I did this for you. Do you think I could get the vampire numbers we need to win a war with the council by offering them anything else? They are tired of hiding and rules and laws. I offered them the world and they will fight for us to obtain being free to be as they are vampires." He c***s his head to the side like I should have already known his plans.

My father's never been a simple man though. I had strict upbringing and even stricter discipline. I might be smart but I could never see what this man was thinking and as a son who feared his father, I have always done what was told of me and never questioned his will. 

"The plan is to eventually take all the kingdoms from their human rulers and replace them with vampire kings?" I ask already knowing my answer. 

"Yes but that's not all. See, most of our kind has a grudge or two for the human race for one or more reasons. They have been suppressed to hide and cower for who they are and I've promised to end this. We have built a human enclosure." I know my eyes bulge with the information he provides. I truly can't believe this is going so far after so many centuries of living among humans as friends and equals.

"We've spent the last few months while I had you in hiding preparing this human enclosure. Not just one so far we have three." He speaks casually like there's no wrong with this. 

"What are these enclosers good? What happens to the humans once they a put there?" I speak just as casual. I cant seem weak. No matter how I disapprove of his plans and motions he has a whole race of vampires supporting this notion and backing his plans. They are already in action nothing I say will change all their minds. As a king and vampire, these are also my people who want justice and who am I to deny any of them especially my father.

"They will have small rooms and washrooms provided food and can be purchased from vampires for labor that they will be paid for. Males and females will be divided and certain ones chose to breed so we maintain their population." I'm speechless. Truly. He now makes it sound as if being born a human is a crime alone. My Annarose was human and the thought they would have put her in some human enclosure rattles my nerves.

"Now it's a crime father to be born a human? We just strip them from everything and all who don't die in the process gets to live in the enclosure for their safety and be purchased by vampires? How will you protect them from being sexually assaulted? Or do we condone such things now?" I say disgusted with the thoughts of these questions boiling over in my mind. Embarrassed vampires want to live as monsters inflicting evil.

"Don't you dare to look down on me boy. In order to save your life, these are the demands made by our people. We are not above them I tell you no matter what you think always being protected in your high palace. They are the ones that allow you to keep your title we don't fight those who protect us we can only bend and give a little in hopes they will follow us for listening to their true heart's desires." Father says through gritted teeth tired of my questioning. I sigh in defeat. I won't get anywhere as of now with our own kind to back this insane future idea.

"You know I just ride in your steed father. You lead the way and I follow." I spat through gritted teeth bowing down to the beast and his will like I've always done for my king his will is my command. We just sit in a never-ending stare-down.

"It's good that you know it or else we all be put to death. There's only one way to survive for us now and it's to please our own kind don't dare forget that fact, my son." He states now squinting his eyes at me.

"I wouldn't dare," I speak low.

"Good, later we should have a meeting with my and your wives to go over strategy. We, for now, need not mention our kinds demands of world domination we need your wife Annarose on our side along with her special gifts. She won't take too kindly to humans being taken to a human enclosure and since she will be here fulfilling her duties as your wife and a mother she should be easily kept in the dark." Anger flows through my blood my nostrils flare and my jaw ticks with how I'm to keep this from my one and only happiness already lying a severing trust.

A knock from the study door making me wonder who dares to interrupt a king in his study while he's in a meeting.

"I believe it's for you. I bet your son is on his way into this world ready to greet his parents." His word brings me out of what we've been discussing making me remember my wife was to give birth today.

I shoot to the door opening it in a flash.

"Sir princess Annarose..." I don't let the maiden finish for I flash to my wife's chamber in a hurry to be there for her. Bursting open the door I look to her as she looks to me.

Beads of sweat perpetrate on her forehead and her face looks pained. I quickly go to her grabbing her hand and kissing it.

"Get something for her majesty to cool down! Make it quick!" I bark a command at the women in her room.

She yells out shifting on the bed in pain. Then wrenches her hand from mine. She gets on her hands and knees grabbing her stomach with one hand while she screams again. I rub her back words failing me. Her pain squeezing my heart and making me sweat in the process. My hands shake not being able to withstand her cries and screams of agony. 

A midwife runs over with a cloth and water and starts wiping her face to cool her down. 

"My lady I need you to lie back on the bed." She speaks softly to her. Annarose gives a menacing glare I've never seen.

"Get away from me before I snap your neck!" She growls out! I'm at a loss for words not knowing how to comfort her in this situation. She has scared all the midwives to the far side of the room.

She starts a yell that quickly develops into a blood-curdling scream again clutching her belly hard. My heart is beating so hard I see it in my vision and it blares in my ears. I'm panicking. Is she supposed to feel all this pain? She starts crying loudly letting her head flop onto the mattress breathing harshly.

"What can I do? Seeing you like this is killing me." I tell her in her ear and kiss her head still rubbing her back. Her breathing starts to intensify again and I can only step back for I know she will have another episode.

Shortly she does flinging her head up and screaming with so much pain tears pick my eyes and never before has this happened to me. My breathing is haywire with my panic to help her to end this pain she is experiencing!

She starts heavily crying again. I feel arms come around me and look to the face quickly to see who would come between me and my wife in a time so great as this. It's my mother. Her eyes look slightly horror-stricken looking at me. Her horror-stricken? The emotionless Queen of Queens!

"What's wrong!" I grab one of her arms wrapped around me and demand with more terror. As I can hear the distress of my wife's pain and agony only making me more intence with panic!

"She will be fine. Relax this is the pain of childbearing. I've never seen you in such a state." Her words don't calm me in the least, not with my wife's blood-curdling screams! My mother reaches up wiping under my eyes and I realize I actually shed tears for the first time in my life. 

They mean nothing compared to my wives though I'm breaking with every scream, yell, cry, plead she makes. I watch on in the worst horror-stricken way my heart in a vise and so helpless.

With one last blood-curdling scream on her hands and knees, the longest loudest yet my son drops to the bed covered in a bag or something and hanging to a string of some sort coming from my wife's body. My whole body shakes. My wife collapses to the bed breathing harshly and looking so defeated as the midwives rush forth cutting the string and removing my son from this strange bag. His small cry hits me like lightning after thunder.

I flash taking his little naked bloody body into my hands letting out a pained laugh as more tears come to my eyes. I flash to my wife laying him beside her as she slightly smiles through her tear-streaked face.

I kiss her head her forehead her cheek and then my son's little filthy head all while I can't stop smiling. This was the most intense thing I had ever been through!

"Sir, we must clean the young prince and clothe him." A maiden speaks above us. I nod.

"Go with them and bring our son back to me when they've finished," Annarose tells me in a weakened voice.

"I will. He's perfect you did perfect, love." I tell her lovingly so happy her pain was now over and our son now here with us. I kiss her lips quickly.

Gently with all my love I picked him up gently passing him to a maiden following her closely as my wife asked of me. Not only for her worries for our child's safety but for I feel a strong need to make sure as well.

I watch as they clean and dry and cloth him and dress him in the cutest little prince clothes all while my heart fills full of happiness bursting with it. Once he's back in my arms I just feel completed wanting to keep him as close as possible to my heart. 

Unlike my daughter who looks a spitting image of her mother my sons a spitting image of me through and through. Nothing of his mother in fact.

"He's beautiful. He looks like you did the day you were born unto me." My mother speaks I can't even look to see her expression I can't take my eyes off my little man.

"He's perfect mother. I don't have words for what I feel right now I'm overwhelmed with love and protectiveness already for him." I smile looking at his cute little closed eyes all snug in my arms with the tiniest of little hands.

"A father's love as it should be." I nod still smiling carrying my son back to his mother. They have cleaned the bedding and changed my wife and she looks refreshed now smiling to me with all her happiness as a stride forth with our son.

I want to get a painting with my son in one arm and my daughter in the other with both my wives standing by the arms of the child they birthed for their future king my wives have done exceptionally well and deserving of a great life of my providing.

I'll have to ensure that happens and I will...