The Guardian (19 page)

The coven erupted into gossip over a wolf
pulling Galechka into the castle and some were alarmed. Out of the
shadows Adela said in her demonic voice,” WHAT IS GOING ON
HERE?”

Galechka responded,” It’s Vixen and she
seems startled by something, but it’s the full moon so she is
trapped as a wolf.”

Adela headed over to Vixen and laid her
hands on her head to read her mind and Vixen thoughts rung out loud
and clear: Adela, the pack has been slaughtered by something. I was
told to run and warn you and you coven that,

Before she could finish her thoughts they
heard glass break from the back kitchen; Adela flung her arms up
letting everyone know to get into place and bent down telling
Vixen,” Go with Galechka and protect her with everything you have.
If they kill her, he loses his powers.”

Vixen nodded her head and looked at Galechka
to say: Where are we supposed to go? Galechka headed towards the
hiding place that Adela and Vitaliy had created for her. On the way
she ran into Vitaliy who grabbed her by the hand and was trying to
hurry her along, instructing Vixen that when they got to the hiding
place to lay on Galechka and to try and hide her sent from whatever
was attacking them.

Adela looked at John and said,” I believe
this is what we have been training for,” she said with a cocked
head and more of the tone the old Adela had, more serious and not
so playful.

John rolled his shoulders back, and cracked
his neck looking at Adela with the look in his eyes saying: Game
time.

They could hear some of the coven screaming
in pain, but staid in the main entrance as planned, so they had
enough movement to help each other out if need be. You could see
John’s eyes starting to glow green and it seemed as if he was
gaining mass as they were waiting. Adela in her training cloths was
even bouncing up on the balls of her feet anticipating the attack,
which she had been yearning for. John could tell that she had been
waiting for this moment for a long time.

She looked over and smiled at him,” This is
going to be a piece of cake love,” winking to try and give him a
sense of comfort.

“We’ll see, we’ll see,” John said seeming
confident, but level headed about the matter. He knew to lose focus
could cost them all of their lives and that was not an option at
all.

One of the youngest of the coven was tossed
off of the top of the balcony and crashed onto the floor to be
followed by the doors below the balcony being blasted open. Behind
it was a werewolf, but not one of the pack, no this was Baldemar’s
beast from hell that he used to turn her friends and her father’s
peasants into werewolves. This beast from hell was larger than any
werewolf she had ever seen with the ugliest coat she had ever seen
on one. His stench was enough to make you want to hurl, and his
clouded eye was enough to spook anyone. He stood almost ten foot
tall and was bar far the ugliest monster she had ever seen.

He growled and headed towards John right
away, and John was more than pleased to oblige him in meeting half
way. Both of them ran faster towards each other as the beast flung
his massive claws at John, he felt a kick to the back of the head
that was from John; the beast was stunned and confused: How could
he, what the hell, he was right in front of me. John was hunkered
down looking at the monster as if to say: Awe, did you get a boo
boo.

Adela jumped to the top of the stairs to
see: Who was the foe at that threw one of her youngsters after
killing him. She was a little taken back to find Vlod, who was an
ancient, but the wolf did not belong to him, it belonged to
Baldemar.

“So the boss is having you do his dirty work
I see,” Adela said with her hands on her hips.

“Na, he just thought that a little sex pot
like you wouldn’t be worth him coming out, so he asked me to take
care of the lite work,” he said with a smirk that turned Adela’s
stomach.

“Oh, I have some surprises for you.”

“Oh, you have learned some new positions in
bed throughout the years?”

“Not that you would ever find out.”

Meanwhile, down on the lower floor John and
the big ugly was tearing up the castle John more or less was
playing with the wolf and it was getting pissed and trying harder
and faster and from out behind the doorway that was now in shambles
from the beast came another ancient who was known as Jasper, he was
from Europe and no one knew too much about him except that he loved
to torture his victims for hours on end. He took John off guard and
knocked him about the head sending him flying across the room. John
picked himself up and dusted himself off knowing that he needed to
take out big ugly fast so he could concentrate on Jasper.

Upstairs, Adela and Vlod were destroying the
castle, knocking each other through walls tearing doors off and
using them as projectiles and sometimes as a bat to hit the other
one with; Vlod couldn’t understand: How Adela, became so fast and
strong, even if she was an ancient, he was once of the elders, how
could she be as strong? The went from one side of the hall way to
the other and sometimes through the walls creating new hallways and
doors opening up the feeling of the room as they were trying to
kill each other.

Adela wearing her spandex pants and sports
top was tearing at this vamp that was wearing gothic clothing from
years before. There was no time for exchange of words; these two
wanted each other dead as soon as possible. Adela was actually
enjoying the battle and this was calling her challenger to worry,
because this is not how they evolve and it was not right, something
had to be a foot.

John was battling it out with Jasper and the
dog, but it mostly was John and Jasper ripping into each other and
the mutt getting bumped out of the way. This was pissing off the
wolf, for years he had never felt like a joke in a combat situation
before. Jasper was more of an English style boxer and John was
doing his best to duck his blows and land his own, but this guy was
no joke at all and something that John needed to be careful of.
John was bobbing and weaving Jaspers moves trying to land a hit on
him hard enough to knock him back and give him time to kill the
flea bag that was slowing him down.

John waited and this time when Jasper gave
him a left hook he rolled to the left on the balls of his foot
taking Jasper’s left wrist in hand, and continued to pull as he
stepped with his left foot, pulling Jasper of center and swinging
around in one swoop switched his right hand with the left and
flipped Jasper up into the air and down onto the floor in one big
slam. The beast made the mistake of biting at John and John grabbed
the upper Jaw in one hand and the lower in the other and spreading
them apart as fast and hard as he could; you could hear the jaw
bone snapping as he unhinged the wolf’s jaw snapping the top part
of his head straight of the body, and leaving the body to melt to
the floor as the beast was done.

Adela had Vlad in a choke hold and thought
she had him until she heard a demonic sound coming from his innards
and he reached back grabbing her by the back of the head with one
hand and slammed her down in front of him, and following through
with a punch to the throat causing her to gasp and fight for air.
She grabbed him by the cuff of his shirt and flipped back kicking
him in the face, landing on her feet spinning around with a round
house making contact knocking him clear to the end of the hall and
out through the window, where she chased after him.

John was not having the easiest of times
Jasper was having his way with him a little more each time and John
was just wishing and hoping that Adela was winning and would be
back soon, but he was also worried for Galechka, because he had no
idea where she was even being hid: A caution that they took to keep
her safe. He was holding his own as him and Jasper beat the hell
out of him. Jasper learned from the slam to the floor to not give
John too much of a chance. John was stronger, but Jasper was a bit
quicker, making the fight interesting, because Jasper was not use
to feeling pain during a fight; he could feel his bones aching for
the first time since he was a vampire. Christ that was before
Christ’s time.

As far as anyone knew Baldemar was the
eldest, but there was rumors that he was just the puppet or front
man for the originals, but this was just lure. No one had ever
proven it was true, nor proved it was untrue. Since Vampire History
is not questioned or taught and punishable by pain of death no one
ever really spoke of it except a few in dark corners hoping not to
get caught.

Adela was in the backyard trying to find
where Vlad ran off to, but on her travels found to her dismay some
of her coven and her wolf friend throughout the years lying dead
right off to the border of the woods and the yard. It seemed they
had tried to fight them off or was trying to come and warn them.
Heads were tossed in different locations than the bodies; this
looked like the work of Baldemar. If she didn’t know better he was
somewhere close by, but where and where was Vlad.

John was starting to throw a beating to
Jasper having him pinned to the ground beating and waling on him
until he got thrown against the wall. As soon as he shook of the
what the hell feeling he noticed now there were two of them; one
was Vlad who snuck in through the kitchen trying to help eliminate
the guardian so they could make quick work of Adela. They saw John
close his eyes and growl to reveal that his eyes were now glowing
even darker and it seemed as if he was expanding like his muscle
mass was growing larger. Could this be, was this really happening?
Neither one of them had ever seen a guardian do this and both of
them had killed a hand full of them throughout the years.

John was now moving faster and hitting even
harder being able to handle both of them. It was not a one sided
fight by a long shot, with both of them there were times when they
would get the better of him until out of some magical place he
gained more strength.

Vlad said to Vlad,” Where is Baldemar? This
would be over already if he was here.”

“Damned if I know; he was supposed to be on
my heels and when I spun around he was gone, completely broke off
of the plan.”

What you need to know is even if all of the
ancients that are known of attacked Baldemar at once, he would
still kill them all. He had the kind of strength that none of them
had since he was the oldest.

This mattered not much, because John was
starting to tucker out and they were starting to torture him a bit.
With every fleeting moment he was he was feeling more and more
drained, but he had to keep going for the sake of his loved one.
The encircled him and in one swoop jumped at him, as he grabbed
Jasper by the neck, Adela gave Vlad a surprise right hook to the
bottom of his jaw sending him spinning. She was using her flash
speed and followed up with twenty or thirty punches until she gave
him one that launched him through the door and out onto the
drive.

John took his victim and slammed him into
the concrete at their feet, cracking in it and repeated the
slamming a few times. Jasper had only felt so helpless to Baldemar
and did not know what to do. John heaved him up onto of the balcony
and as Jasper came to his feet was greeted by John’s boot to the
face sending him back flipping through the air and slamming into
the wall right above the doorway, he slid off the wall and onto the
floor like an undercooked noodle.

The timing couldn’t be better when Adela
sent her attacker through the door way slamming into Jasper causing
them a great deal of pain. The strange thing was that when John and
Adela fought near each other it was like they were both drawing off
of each other’s strengths and growing stronger together. This again
had never been seen with an ancient and a guardian before. They
both took turns with each other’s partners until…..

At the top of the stairs a demon of a man
stood pointing at John screaming,” You!” He had Galechka by the
throat and said,” You too deal with Adela; the guardian was just
giving me his life.

Adela hung her head she knew this play; he
had somehow found Galechka and probably killed her Vitaliy in the
process. She looked at John hoping for a miracle, but knew it was
not in the cards. The two vamps lunged at Adela blasting her out
the door to fight with her out in the drive, leaving Baldemar to
deal with their guardian problem.

Baldemar stood all tall and proud, a true
giant of a man, even bigger than his pet that John killed earlier.
He stood with Galechka in a choke hold by one of his massive hands.
Step forward and kneel boy, he whistled and another came out of the
bottom door way. We are going to watch you die together and my
little friend here is going to tear your head off. A vampire that
no one had ever seen before came out of the darkness.

John took a step forward and said,” My
love,” looking up at Galechka,” how strong is our bond?”

He kneeled and as he kneeled Galechka fell
limp and Baldemar laughed,” seems she fainted thinking of what was
coming,” he shook her trying to get her to respond, but to his
unbelieving eyes when she lifted her head he could feel her body
heating up with some kind of weird energy and when she opened her
eyes it was the green glow of the guardian. She hit him in the
throat and pushed him off the balcony like John had told her to do
when he focused all his power into her. He told her to run, run as
fast as she could to safety so he could take his powers back.

“What the hell! Doesn’t matter you are going
to die son.”

A demonic growling sound game from John,
deep and dark like a wolf from hell; John slammed his fist into the
ground cracking the cement and looking up showing off his bright
yellow wolf eyes. As he stood you could here is body transforming
cracking and popping and him looking at Baldemar like he was
food.