The Legend Of The Saints - Chapter 6

Legend of the saints by Mescopaul 

Chapter 6

The duo settled somewhere at the Lankers Bay's valley and
ate savagely at the hearts of the unlucky couple. They were
no more a once happy innocent students, they were now
vampires of Kamburry and everywhere in the City , the police
searched for them - While Aragon sat on his ghoul's throne a
happy ghoul!

Philips Archeles never knew the return of Aragon could be so
drastic , now he had to live at home with a vampire as a
grandchild.

Athen had long left home for study at the Orleans
College. He heard frequently about the two vampires that
terrorized his town, but he never had the slightest
knowledge that they were his siblings.

It was dark already .
The wind today was so cold and snow
covered the whole of Kamburry . Workmen , weak from the
day's labour went home very weak and walked sullenly.

Hannah had had a cup of coffee and she sat down on the
couch waiting for Kimball. Her heart beat faster as the night
approached . Kimball to her had been behaving strangely.
For the past two weeks after her eyes had gone blood red,
and no medical treatment could cure it, she had turned into
something that Hannah could not explain. She had heard
about the two vampires savaging the town, but she didn't
know that Kimball, 'her own Kimball' was one of the duo.

The screeching of car tires against the tarred road, made
her jump up. She tiptoed to the window and through the
curtains peered out into the street just as the door of a
stately Limousine opened and Kimball's half dead body
tumbled out of the car, the car door was closed and the car
sped off. With throbbing heart pounding furiously in its
ribcage, Hannah rushed to the door, flung it open and raced
into the air towards Kimball's inert body on the road side.

She managed to drag her into the house and closed the
door, on close examination, she found Kimball's mouth filled
with blood, covering her cloths and hands, and just beside
her waist belt a note hung loosely. Picking up the note with
trembling hands, Hannah read its content slowly:

_"She would be conscious after two hours, you are to put the substance you will find in her hair park in a coffee for her to drink when she's conscious , its better for her to die a painless death than the other way round, and be careful, vampires are heartless."_

Hannah let go of the note and slumped over Kimball's body,
unconscious.

Athen drank the last cup of his Golden Brooks wine and
stared unconsciously into space.

_"How things change overnight",_ he thought.

Too big for his age, Athen had been granted a trial and
consequently recruited into the State Security Agency of
Kambury. He was still studying but this recent duty call of his
nation had bridged his study career. Since he knew a little
about spirits and ghouls from his occasional attendance of
the psychic classes with his brother and Kimball and due to
the fact that Stephen Shaw himself had been mauled to
death by this same vampires, he had been called upon to
lead a group of psychics in the search of these vampires. He
had readily agreed when he got the letter then still at
Orleans, but when he got to Kambury and found out that his
two dearest persons on earth - Allen and Kimball - where
those he will be hunting, he had become pale as death.

Rejecting the state's offer would be as suicidal as plunging
into the hands of the two ravaging vampires. Though he
thought Allen or Kimball wouldn't hurt him.

He had been home for two weeks now and Allen had not
once returned home from his ravaging escapades.

Athen sat absentminded at the Traveller's Bar near an old
family house and the television in front of him blared out the
announcement, the anger in the voice of the reporter could
be detected easily.

Athen glared at the TV screen with
scathing eyes.
The reporter was saying,

 ".... The president
Jim Astin, had been attacked by one of the vampire ravaging
the city of late. With a half cut throat and a ripped-off heart,
the president was confirmed dead by the State Executive
Hospital. Also several houses and estates had been razed
down as the vampire now pour out fire and crackling
thunders from its mouth. The police and army are at the
alert, and the vampire is being chased towards the Greendig
River having been shot three bullets on the leg...."

Athen slumped into his chair just as his phone blared out
furiously.

"Philips Athen, who am I speaking with?", Athen asked.

The voice at the other end seem to linger and then spoke
out.

"I need your help Athen".

Allen froze at the spot, the world
seemed to whirl furiously all around him, his heartbeats
pounded madly, Allen's voice was unmistakable.

"Allen! , is that you Allen?"

"I'm at the tunnel beside Greendig River, I'm empty
Athen..I ..I...can't feel anything anymore, it seems Aragon's left
me now, I'm normal now, please I need your help, trust me
Athen, I'm perfectly normal..."

 Athen listened mouth wide
open, eyes shocked, sweat broke out on his face, he thought
he was dreaming, Allen's voice still speaking over the phone
brought his mind back to reality,

"....I need you to get me the
car out at the Rainstation, I'll run along through the tunnel till
I get out, I'm waitng man"

The line went dead.
Athen was hundred percent sure his
brother was okay now. He raced home, made a hurried
explanation to Grandpa, took his keys and dashed out for the
car. Again his phone blared out as he was about opening the
door.

The line was quick and short,

 "Hello, 'that Philips?
Get to the Greendig River side now with your crew, we found our man"

The line hung up and Athen stood beside the car, thinking.

Undecided of what to do.
Yet another call again,
"Yes ,
who's there?", He asked angrily.

"Mr Philips, when you are through at Greendig River, hurry to
the outskirts at MaryLane, we presume the other vampire,
the female, is lurking out, somewhere there, okay?",
and
'click' the line went dead.

Furious and angry at the turn of events he smashed the
phone, entered the car and drove off, undecided on where
to go. His brother's plea on one side, the nations call on the
other side, of course he knew those officials will consider
him mad if tells them the ravaging vampire has ceased to be
a vampire, and of course they were unaware that they were
sending him to hunt his own brother. A confused and ill-stricken young man, he swung the car off the road and drove
steadily towards Nellson avenue leading to the Rainstation.

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"You can't keep me here forever man!! ... I'll soon gain a lead
and I'll strike you down, once and for all!!"

The grave Aragon's voice yelled out from the dark tunnel in
Sylva's den.

"You've wasted the soul of innocent people! You've turned
two happy lads into blood-thirsty vampires, I warned you
brother, but your evil deeds will cease to exist once I'm
through with you!"

 Sylva's harsh words came out between
clenched lips.

Aragon let out a loud grave yell, that sent out fire and
lightening and cracked the tunnel where Sylva had caged
him. Sylva caught him in time as he flew out ravaneously. A
red coal hot from Aragon's mouth smashed
Sylva's heart, the wail echoed through the tunnel and Aragon
gained freedom as Sylva lost his grasp on him. With his last
breath, Sylva caught the fleeing ghoul's garment and with a
deafening thunderclap and flashes of lightening , he sent
Aragon back into the tunnel and sealed the mouth with a huge
magic-clad chain. Aragon's last howl sounded terribly in the
tunnel as he fell down down, down, towards the bottom of
the dark hot tunnel. Sylva's heart burned deeply from
Aragon's fireball, weakness clouded his vision. He lay down
near the tunnel mouth and breathed his last.

This was
somewhere unknown to any mortal, seems only the spirits
and gods had access to the immortal land - the land of ugly ghouls.

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Sammy paced hurriedly in the waiting room. This was a
deadly risk he knew he had taken. Anything could happen,
he was really endangered. He never knew women were so
chickenhearted to have fainted, simply because of what
was written on paper, and that was all he could do not to
have himself jailed, if he had taken time to explain things in
person to Mrs Hannah herself.

Sammy was cruising in his hired Limousine on the day
before, and was given the deadline to be 8pm that day to
return the car, because the owner of the company would
make use of it by 8.35pm the very same day, and failure to
return it, they had signed would be the assumption that he
had stolen it and that would set the cops after him.

As he sped to the company by 8.10pm to return the car, he
had seen a girl jump over a steel little fence, missed her
step and crashed down. He stopped and watched as three
men ran out of the house and started pounding furiously on
the girl, the girl seemed to have been dead when he got
there, but they told him that she was a vampire, and that she
normally 'comes-to' every two hours, the men also said that
they discovered that her vampire powers had vanished after
she had sucked one of their men to death, leaving him
bloodless and lifeless. The men told Sam that they were
going to burn her to death.

Sam had already noticed that the vampire girl was Kimball,
he checked his time , it was 8.20pm already, he took Kimball
with him after a huge fight with the men, and bought the
deadly substance on the way and scribbled down a short
note for Hannah. Perhaps, he thought, this would be better
than being burnt, he couldn't hold back the tears, the once
beautiful and bubbling Kimball! He thought aloud.

He had quickly stopped at Kimball's home, tumbled her
down with the note and the substance he had tucked
somewhere, hoping Hannah would be at home, then he sped
to the company to return the car!

He drove into the company as the time struck 8.30pm, and
waiting diligently for him where two cops seated firmly at
the entrance. He greeted them briefly, handed the car keys
over to them and made to leave.

"You are lucky man",
One of the men called out after looking
at his watch.

"I know sir" He replied with a stiff smile.

On his way home he stopped at Kimball's trembling all over,
he knocked but grave silence greeted him. He pushed open
the door and stepped in, only to find mother and daughter
lying on the floor, unconscious. Waving a taxi down, he
carried both to the cab after cleaning Kimball thoroughly
from the blood stains. They drove to the MaryLane Medical
Unit.

It has passed two hours now and he hadn't heard anything
from the doctor. Five minutes later,
he turned his gaze towards the ward as the doctor, a woman
in her early fifties emerged from the ward.

"Mr Ray?", Sammy gave a stiff nod.

"Your patients are fine, but you go and be back by say 6pm,
by then they will be able to go with you"

 She gave him a
warm smile.

"Okay, thanks doctor"