TRUEBLOOD (THE MULTIBREED)

RISE OF THE CHAOS WOLVES

# ABEL

The first day I got bitten,I felt I was gifted. Little did I know I was a curse,a plague,an embodiment of destruction. Even though I I was meant to be the saviour,I had succeeded in eliminating three different people,the fact just shattered me.

I felt really bad but wait…Sharon. She probably couldn't do without her brothers and now they were gone,I felt I should fill the void. I made my mind to leave for the Dyches Mansion, donning myself with a blue, baseball hat.

"Hey young man,where are you going to?" Mom screamed from the stairways.

"I'll be back soon,I just want to see Sharon" I replied,heading towards the door. Mom has been acting strange for a while now,she was always acting overprotective for the last couple of weeks.

"Wait…Take this" she said,giving me a small,iron dagger.

"What for?" I frowned,seeing this was what could kill her.

"Just keep it,it may get come in handy" she replied and gave me a peck on the forehead.

"For God's sake mom…I'm a Demon. No faery is gonna hurt me" I groaned only to be knocked on the head.

"I don't care what you think young man. Just keep this in case of any emergencies" she ordered and I complied,waving her goodbye before leaving the house.

The walk to the Dyches Mansion took less than half an hour. During the walk,I had revised what I'll tell Sharon. Eventually,I got there,filled up with mixed emotions. I just had to go irrespective of the situation.

Getting there,I was warmly received by Me and Mrs Dyche. When I asked of Sharon,all they could do was stare at me blankly. This got me worried and I inquired for a second time.

"Ever since the boys died,she's been isolating herself" Mr Dyche replied,worried. I understood,it wasn't easy losing someone you loved all your life. I also put up the same attitude when my Martial arts teacher died but now,I felt it was my responsibility to get her out of her misery.

"Where is she?" I asked.

"Who knows? She has always been in her room" Mrs Dyche replied.

"Can I check on her?" I requested.

"Yes. I'm sure your presence would even lift her spirit" Mr Dyche replied and I got up,walking up the stairs.

I got to her room's door and halted before knocking.

"What do you want?" She asked,knowing I was there. Even though she sounded irritated,she still had that tone of grievance.

"I came to talk" I replied confidently.

"Talk about what?…Just leave" she said,throwing something at the door. The little vibe I felt in my body heightened my guilt. I felt more concerned about her and became determined to cheer her up.

"Well,can I come in?" I asked.

Before she could even reply, I teleported myself into her room only finding myself in a heap of girl stuff.

"Seriously,turning your room into a junkyard?" I asked sarcastically. She didn't seem moved. Her face just had that blank expression which made me quiver.

"Won't you leave?" She sneered,making me chuckle.

"I'm not leaving till you smile" I said,walking towards her.

"Well,I'm smiling…SO LEAVE" she shouted,faking a smile.

"Whoa,that is aggressive" I chuckled and sat beside her.

"Why are you doing this to yourself? Sean and Dean are gone but that doesn't mean you should die too" I added.

"You can't just understand. They were my brothers" she replied. I could feel the tears gathering in her eyeballs but she was holding it back.

"I understand,they were my friends too.

Moreover,you feel bad your brothers are gone despite the memories you shared but have you ever thought about how your parents feel? I mean,they birthed and raised all of you. They're proud of you being an S-ranked Witch and the boys were powerful Alphas.

Imagine the pain they felt after 18 years of raising wonderful kids,losing two of them…Imagine" I lectured,shocking her. She looked at me and probably realized I was right,what about her parents?

"But I miss them" she protested,bursting into tears. I pulled her closer and embraced her.

"It's okay,it's okay" I consoled,stroking her hair downwards her back.

Afterwards,she calmed down,wiping her tears.

"Okay,so I'll accept fate" she said,after keeping me in suspense.

"Umm…"

"What?" She inquired.

"I was thinking we should go out,you know have fun" I said.

"Okay,where do you suggest we go?" She asked,brightening up.

"I dunno but first,this room needs to be tidied" I said, spreading my arms to signify the room. With a smirk,she snapped her fingers and the whole room became clean.

"I think we're set to go" I said, opening her door.

"I need to change my clothes. I'll join you in the living room" she replied.

"Can't I wait?" I teased.

"And risk getting naked where you are. Hell no" she replied,pushing me out of her room.

"Come on" I protested,heading downstairs.

Getting down,I saw her parents smiling. It was obvious they heard our conversation and this elated them.

"We'll be leaving soon" I said with little enthusiasm.

"Thanks Abel…We're grateful for this" Mr Dyche appreciated, embracing me. I felt it was a bit too embarrassing but he was my Alpha so I just accepted it.

While we were still caught in the embrace,Sharon walked in on us and stroke up a conversation with her parents. Eventually,they let us go out,happy Sharon was happy.

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POLICE DEPARTMENT, BARTLESVILLE

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Sheriff Cole walked in, frustrated. He just had another futile yet frustrating attempt at finding Shirley. He walked briskly towards his office. On his way,he was interrupted by an officer who presented a registered complain to him.

"Sir,here is the fil…"

"Shut the f**k up and leave" He yelled,making the officer quiver.

"Oh,I'm sorry sir" he said,leaving.

"Fool" Sheriff Cole muttered,opening his door. He settled on his desk,lighting a ciggeratte.

While puffing the smoke,he noticed a phone on his desk.

"This is odd,I don't remember keeping a phone here" he said,picking the phone up. On the phone was a video paused. Curiosly,he played the video and got the shock of his life.

Shirley was laying on the floor, unconscious. Surrounding her were different superntaural creatures,all protective.

"Sheriff Cole West. How surprised are you to see this?" A dark voice sounded,making the Sheriff jolt a bit.

"You son of a b***h" he cursed under his breath.

"Don't worry,I'll release her but…I'll need her for something really important" the voice sounded again,scaring the Sheriff.

"Don't do something stupid. Trust me,I'll kick your ass" he warned.

"All I need you to do is pipe down and relax" the voice resonated,cackling and the video ended.

"No,I've got to do something" Sheriff Cole resolved,dropping the phone on his desk.

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Nighttime,a time for humans to rest,while other creatures were free to roam around.

In a local pub,there was a lot of music and dancing as people rocked themselves to the fullest. After hours of uncontrolled partying,the door broke open and two figures appeared. They walked briskly into the pub and stared at the people. This disturbed the the manager who approached them.

"Umm hey,do you need to get a drink?" He asked.

"Yes,got any blood?" The first figure which turned out to be Sean asked.

"Blood? Okay,we've got Trueblood Incase you both are vampires" he replied. His reply made them smirk evilly.

"We don't want TRUEBLOOD,We want BLOOD" they said in unsion,ripping through the crowd of people and supernaturals present,butchering them.

In minutes,they were done and they approached the now shaking manager.

"Please,leave me alone. I promise,I won't tell anyone" he pleaded,backing up.

"Oh you'll tell…IN HELL" they said and ripped him apart.

The once lively pub had become an abattoir.

Satisfied, Sean and Dean left the pub but not without inscribing. "THE RISE OF THE CHAOS WOLVES" on the wall.

To be continued....