Chapter 19
An old enemy
Older men, count and humans were sitting around the table on the last meeting. It was time to prepare for the battle battle. The battle between ruling races and science's mistake.
"First, let's listen our spies," – offered Victor and waved hand for some men to come in. These vampires weren't like the others; they were defaced with the ancient curse hundreds years ago, turned them into demon-like monsters. These wretched creatures hid in the underground communications, feeding from rats, but no one could get the information faster than they.
Cardinal squeezed a large silver cross on his neck scared with the view of Victor's spies. One of the monsters bowed deeply to everyone and started speaking:
"We found out, that mongrels united with the demon clan of Devolio."
"Lord Devolio? Servant of Satan, the leader of the demons' Sabbath?" – asked Lady Sylvia.
"Yes, milady, they ready to attack us on tomorrow's night." – said the creature politely.
"How many?" – Cardinal Leon supported the talk. Spies exchanged glances, arguing in whisper, and then their leader pronounced:
"Besides two thousands of VWW 13 and five hundreds members of the clan, there are about five thousands of Devolio's personal army and crowds of shadow creatures, we couldn't count."
Monsters got Diamond's sign and left the tent.
Representative of Vatican crossed fingers and said thoughtfully:
"Demons are not in my competency, as war deals. I'll call for the best general from our saint land, if you agree."
"This is your personal right, cardinal," – nodded Victor.
Cardinal whispered something in his servant's ear and turned face to dark prince, who was in his own minds:
"Maybe you'll tell us about your thoughts, count Dracula?"
Vladislaus looked at the saint father and half-smiled in his usual manner:
"If you want. In my opinion mongrels couldn't came to agreement with demons without help of someone from night races. Someone enough powerful, if Devolio sent his personal armed forces to fight against us."
"I've thought about it, count. But, whom do you suspect?" – asked Diamond.
"I'll keep it in a secret for some time," – he smiled significantly.
In this moment general of Vatican entered the tent, wear in the same coat as Van Helsing but all red with a picture of a cross on his chest. 'Religious fanatic,' – thought Vlad, his eyes sparkled.
General bowed to cardinal and set to his right hand.
"Sir Emilio Malletty, commander of saint army of God." – He presented himself.
"So … what's the plan?" – He asked.
Selin was walking near the tent in impatience, she was ready to tell Victor about the man from the manor, and still the meeting longed for a long time. Lora, Mirek and Alexander were standing near almost sleeping because of waiting.
"Hey, captain! Can we leave now?" – asked Alex, wiping his weapon.
Sel answered with angry glance.
After five minutes more humans went out of the tent. When Emilio walked near the troop 'C', Mirek changed in face:
"Murderer!" – He cried, prepared to attack Malletty, but friends hold him tightly.
"Calm down, Mirek," – said Lora.
"Haven't seen you for a long time, Red general," – Selina crossed hands on her chest.
"Ah, famous night warrior! I see you found a change on that vampire girl's place … a-a, Karen, right?" – smirked Emilio, staring at Alex.
"You son of bitch!" – cried Mirek, trying to get free.
"When the war will end, I'll kill you," – Sel whispered in Malletty's ear.
"We'll see, my darling, we'll see …"