Chapter 2
Katia couldn't believe her luck. She had just struck out on the biggest cover-up of the century right in a small town that she couldn't believe in. The daemon overlord actually made a fatal mistake that would cost him his life. She smirked as she pulled out her katana, sneaking stealthily around the daemon, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. The black magic called, begging to be released. She ignored it, concentrating on what was truly important. If she could kill this smuggler that had killed most, if not all, witches, then she would be able to take her rightful place as a Council Member. It would have been her birthright if her grandmother hadn't screwed it up.
He watched her in the shadows, watching as her face became concentrated. He didn't know why he was watching her, other than that was the call of the protectors engraved in him. He knew that she shouldn't have been out there alone, and made himself a promise only to step in if she got injured to the point where she couldn't take care of herself. But watching her, was intoxicating. The smell of her blood boiling over to the point where magic would take over was a hunger all in its own league. She surprised him. He figured that as the princess, the Rain Ruler, that she would have more control over her bloodlust. Apparently not. He knew better than anyone the call of blood.
Katia smirked as she finished with the daemon. She was surprised that the daemon put up that good of a fight. She was glad that she had skipped school.
A twig cracked, making her head snap up. She saw a boy with shaggy brown hair and tawny-red eyes. "Who are you?" She snarled, crouching into a defensive position in case she was attacked.
He lifted his hands as a sign that he wouldn't hurt her as he walked closer to her. "You're Katia Mazzolini, right? The Rain Ruler? The one from the prophecy?" He spoke softly, yet she could hear every word as if he was standing right next to her. "I'm not here to harm you, just merely speak to you. Do you realize how valuable you are? Just standing here without anyone to protect you could end up being your downfall."
"Yes I am. And how do I know that you aren't going to harm me? People always are injured the most by those that are the closest to them."
"I never said that you had to be close to me. All I am asking is to protect you until your full powers come in since it shouldn't be long until they appear."
"Fine. But if you try to kill or hurt me, even through my friends, vampire, I will hunt you down. What is your name?"
"Damien. Damien Santerelli." He bowed.