CH. 3 The Brotherhood Codex
The currier was just standing. Alanzo from a full speed chase, started walking slowly, analyzing his surroundings just like Onzo taught him. There was nothing to be seen besides the currier and himself.
"Did your magical injection wore off?" – Asked Alanzo drawing his sword and griming.
"Not"… "Really" – Answered back the currier turning around, revealing a huge wound on his chest.
Alanzo took some steps back, looking around again just in case he missed something. But again just like last time, there was nothing to be seen.
"What happened to you?" – Asked Alanzo
The currier chuckled and opened his arms and Alanzo got ready for an attack. The currier started laughing loudly, like a maniac gone insane. Between the laughter and the bleeding from the wound, the currier took a few small steps and collapsed to his knees.
Alanzo stood for a second. Not sensing any life in the currier, he approached slowly. Crouching in front of the body, he inspected the huge wound. It was gash the size of a cannon ball. Right in between both breasts. Carefully inspecting the wound he realized that it had something strange, but familiar. Back flipping away from the body, he dodged a black cloud of mist that caused the body to explode.
"No one dodges that" "Just one, has done it before" – Said a voice coming from the misty cloud.
The black mist cloud started to solidify and take a normal human shape. The misty figure started laughing and a pair of red glowing eyes could be seen through all the mist.
"Yeah!" "And I am pretty sure that whoever was the one who did it, was the one who taught me" – Said Alanzo readying himself for a hard fight that was about to come.
"So, you know my brother, huh?" – Said the mist, finally taking full shape.
"If I do" "That means that you must be Alorre" – Said Alanzo tightening his grip around the hilt of his sword.
Both stood still as statues as the moonlight shone down and brightened the opening. Alorre made a move, he unsheathed his sword and started to walk towards Alanzo. Soon the slow walk became a full on charge.
Alorre started slashing. He slashed up towards Alanzo's face. Alanzo dodged and swept kicked with the momentum. Alorre turned to mist instantly, before the kick could connect. Before Alanzo could retaliate, Alorre was already slashing from behind as he became solid once more. Alanzo managed to parry the hit just in time.
"My brother has taught you well!" "Good for him, bad for you" – Said Alorre slashing away at a dodging Alanzo.
As Alanzo dodged, the harder and faster every slash came. Sometimes he thought that Alorre might have two swords instead of one. Another slash came, this time aimed for his chest. He managed to clear the slash with a jump, but seconds before he even thought of jumping, Alorre was already in midair kicking with all his strength.
The kick connected with Alanzo's chest, sending him flying and crashing into the ground. The impact was such that the heavens echoed with the sound of thunder.
"Apparently I was mistaking" "He failed in your training, and now you will suffer the consequences of this failure." – Said Alorre walking towards the crater that Alanzo's body had created due to the impact.
Alanzo was down, he wasn't moving. So Alorre went straight for the kill. Taking his sword and impaling forward, he hit the ground. Alanzo had turned to mist at the mere inch coming into contact with Alorre's sword.
Turning around and griming like he didn't care what had happened, Alorre applauded sarcastically.
"Turning into mist" "Not bad Alanzo" – Said Alorre while embedding his sword with mist.
"Let's see how you fair off with this…" – Slashed away Alorre with even more speed and strength than before.
They were feet apart. The slashes will fall short to their mark, but a dark wave followed every slash, cutting everything it came into contact with. The ground, surrounding trees, clouds all were damaged with the dark waves.
"What the fuck…?" – Thought Alanzo, "How can he materialize his mist such a way…?
Dodging every slash, every wave, Alanzo tried to survive.
Suddenly Alorre stopped attacking. He sheathed his sword and stood completely still. Alanzo became solid again. His guard up, his senses sharp for anything out of the ordinary.
"I am tired of playing" "I have to finish you, matters not how much fun this has been" – Whispered Alorre, eyes glowing red, stretching out his right hand.
Mist started coming out of Alorre's hand. In a flash the mist became spear like shafts, flying towards Alanzo.
Alanzo started dodging the spears. With each one closer to hitting him than the one before. Side stepping out of the way from three spears, he found himself getting hit by Alorre's kick once more. This time the impact was harder, but instead of being sent flying, he was locked in a mist. Being cut, slashed, punched, and kicked, all at the same time.
The mist cleared and the only thing he could see were more spears coming at him. He managed to dodge them, but one got him in his right shoulder.
Shouting in pain, he pulled out the shaft. He managed to heal most of his wounds quickly, but the shaft wound was far from cured.
"That wound won't heal" "I am a Dark Mist, the only type of vampire that can deal true damage to you" – Shouted Alorre, sending more spears Alanzo's way.
Alanzo was weakening, and the spears were fast approaching. The spears landed all around Alanzo, locking him in place with ropes made out of mist. Alorre approached the tied up Alanzo and unsheathed his sword.
Pointing the sword at Alanzo he grimed. His eyes glowed even brighter and slashed away. A shout of pain filled the heavens. Blood stained the grass in the opening. But above all Alanzo still stood.
Managing to evade the lethal slash aimed for his chest, he broke off one of the ropes making the slash cut off his right arm. With pain and adrenaline he managed to break off the remaining ropes and kicked Alorre in the face. Being separated by the kick, Alorre charged once more before Alanzo could stand straight.
"You fucking monkey!" – Shouted Alorre, sword drawn ready for the kill.
Alanzo's body rejected every command to move. He closed his eyes and waited to be stroke down.
"War?" – Asked Onzo while looking outside, looking that the fires were almost completely out.
Felin took the book from Gior's hands and placed it in the compartment again. Gior stared at the desk, completely blank he stood, nothing in mind.
"We have no choice, Onzo" – Added Gior. "What they have done, it is indeed an act of war."
"Felin, how do we plan to strike them down?" "The codex is pretty clear, all brotherhoods participate in an act of war" – Said Onzo walking towards Felin and Gior.
Felin took deep breaths, trying to swallow the mental amount of loses and deaths Italy will have in this conflict. He walked around the room, thinking if there would be another way, he realized that there was none.
"I know what this means" "The codex is our oath, we must obey it to every letter" – Said Felin turning around facing Onzo and Gior.
A moment of silence filled the room. All three of them were standing, thinking about the decision that was just made. All stayed silenced, until Gior spoke first.
"Onzo, in the battle I did not see Alanzo, and he is not here now" "Where is he?" – Asked Gior
Onzo looked out the window and above the tree line that surrounded the city. He took a deep breath and said – "He is supposed to be here" "He had a contract, a simple spying one, nothing more…" "He hasn't gotten back"
Felin and Gior looked at each other, as if they knew something.
"What is it, what do you know?" "Felin, Gior…what is it?" – Asked Onzo with worry on his face.
Felin pointed out the window. Took a deep breath and said – "During the fight earlier, Gior and I felt an energy, the energy coming from two dark mists"
"Two!?" "Alanzo's and …" "Alorre!" – Shouted Onzo grabbing his sword and vaulting outside.
Felin intersected his path along with Gior. Felin placed his hands on Onzo's shoulders and looked at Gior. Onzo switched his stare towards Gior's eyes. Gior, hypnotized Onzo making him collapse.
"Felin, what will we do?" "Alanzo is one of us, he will need help to face Alorre" – Said Gior setting Onzo on a nearby bench.
Felin looked at the gate and then at Gior – "I know, we will help him" "Come, let's get him back"
"I hope we are not too late" – Said Gior sprinting full speed with Felin beside him.
As Gior and Felin hurried through the forest a new challenge was slowly emerging. Felin looked towards the horizon and realized something that will surely make things harder – "Hurry Gior!" "Dawn is almost upon us!"
