Chapter 13: Plans

0o Vladimir's Point Of View o0

I couldn't help the sadistic grin of pleasure that was plastered on my face from hearing those soon-to-be pawns screaming in agony. I remember the change; of course, I cannot forget the pain I went through. That is in the past; I am looking in the future, where every human on Earth will bow down to us vampires. We vampires are superior to those scummy monkeys called humans, so it is only right by the laws of Mother Nature to enslave them.

Oh, I can imagine all the fun things we can do to those humans!They will make perfect slaves, both sexually and physically. After all, they are our slaves. My brother and I will soon rule the whole world, both vampiric and human. Oh, I cannot wait for those girls to wake; they will make perfect submissive slaves...especially in bed.

"Brother, can you hear their screams? Does it not give you pleasure?" Stefan said suddenly from next to me, smirking in amusement.

"Yes, their screams are quite satisfying and I believe they will make perfect submissives after they wake and in our chambers." I grinned evilly as a fresh wave of screams echoed through the castle.

"Oh, that will be fun. The Volturi will not know what hit them when we attack. We have a shield and witch on our side, after all. We will be unstoppable!"

"Yes, all we have to do is have Abby make emotional bonds connecting them to us. She can go through shields, can't she?" I asked again, making sure my brother got it right.

"Yes! Michael told me and you know his gift is always right, just like Eleazar's from the Denali coven." My brother returned with a smirk.

"Okay, if you are sure." I murmured, still slightly unsure.

"Relax brother, no one will know about our attack and the Volturi will be scattered everywhere when we attack. They will not know what hit them!" Stefan chuckled darkly, a sly smile covering his lips.

I didn't say anything.

I have a feeling something is going to go wrong, but oh well.

Everything is going as planned and we will be unstoppable. We shall attack Volterra in a month or two when Isabella and Angela have learned their powers. They are very beautiful women and from what our spies have gathered, pure, innocent...ripe for the picking.

I can't wait to get them in the bedroom and teach them their place and how to treat their masters. Just thinking about the pleasure they will bring me, makes me hard. I cannot wait to use some of my favorite toys on them and have them dressed in barely there latex suits.

The thought of ripping into their virginity and thrusting hard and fast into their tight little pussy's makes me so hard that I can barely think straight.

I get up and moved toward my bedroom calling over my shoulder for one of my trusty submissives to come and service her master.

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Oo Mystery POV oO

I felt so sorry for those poor, innocent girls being dragged into this mess all because of the gifts they'll have once changed. But I can empathize, the same thing happened to me.

I'm what people in my world would call a mirror. Any gift used against me will be projected back onto the user. The masters thought it would be very useful if I can deflect gifts away from their fighters, but then they found the shield and the witch.

I can hear the girls scream as they are going through the change and I wish from the bottom of my heart that I could help them, protect them! The first chance I get after they have woken up, I will talk to them, maybe the three of us together could overthrow these power hungry assholes.

They think their bond forger is strong, but they are mistaken. If you know how, you can easily bypass the fake bonds and I really doubt that she would get passed a shield and a powerful witch, but they will try nonetheless.

I can sense something coming and I can only guess that the Volturi somehow found out about the Romanians plot to take over and as the girls scream for the last time I rush to their room and throw open the door….

0o Are's (God of War) Point Of View o0

I paced back and forth, occasionally stopping to look at the castle where the Dracula twins are currently residing. The pain in my chest has stopped a few hours ago, but I refuse to give any control back to the Major. I know my little mate is awake and I am impatiently waiting for her signal to attack. I don't know how she plans to signal me but I have faith in her.

Luckily, it is a particularly cloudy day today so the soldiers do not need so seek cover. It would have made attacking the Romanians difficult as they only come out at night to feed and they would have noticed us, not that we couldn't handle it, but my mate and her witchy friend had a plan and I will try my best to follow it unless I sense that she is in danger.

I scowled and kept on pacing...thinking of hundreds of pleasurable fantasies about torturing Vladimir and Stefan. Perhaps I will strap them to a chair, stick electrical wires under their skin, and electrocute them until they smell of bacon. Vampires, after all, are very sensitive to electricity. Electricity is like fire to us, but does no physical damage except give you great pain.

Or perhaps I shall rip all their organs out and teach my Isabella all about anatomy. They wouldn't need their organs anyway...hmm...I wonder what they taste like.

Maybe I'll crush every bone in their body and rip them apart one inch at a time. Or I can rip off their feet and let their venom drain out, I've hear that is a very painful way to torture a vampire.

Or I will burn their bodies and bury their head for a decade or six until they are completely insane from the pain of not having a body.

God, you are so sick! Major said with disgust clear in his voice.

Says the guy who tortured thousands of people. Jasper snarked, smirking at Major.

Shut the fuck up! Who is in control here? Me! That's right! Me! So be quiet! Our mate is in danger and all you two have to do is act like children!

Sorry. They chirped in unison before disappearing.

See what I have to put up with every time I want to do something good?! Closing my eyes in frustration, I stopped pacing.

I opened my eyes again, only to be met by the sight of the castle where those Romanian cockroaches dwell. It was on top of a hill a kilometer or so away from our camp.

Those Romanian scum are going down.