Ch. 4
The Truth Revealed
As Drake was walking back to his hotel room, he could not help but think of Kate's naked body all wet from the shower. She was quiet beautiful, he hadn't thought about love for a very long time. The last time he fell in love did not go so well, hell most of his lovers did not turn out so well. Either Darkness would kill them or they would find out about him being immortal. However, there was something about Kate that he could not put his finger on but it reminded him of his great love, the one that he would never forget. She was the one that made his existence in this life worth baring and not to mention she gave him a new outlook when it involved humanity. That was something that he could not think on this very moment, there was other pressing matters that needed attending to, and that was pick up on Darkness's trial. Drake knew that Darkness needs just one more kill to make himself caporal, and if that happened it would put them both on equal footing.
Meanwhile, back at the Sanctuary Magnus and everyone determined where Drake had entered. Kate was heard screaming, "What the hell!"
Will said, "Apparently, Drake came in through your window and then proceeded to erase the Sanctuary's memory particularly about him. "
Kate ignored what was Will was saying and thought, she was in the shower and Drake was in her room. The thought made her hot, that he saw her naked in the shower.
Magnus said, "Henry you have got to find out more about him. He was able to get through the EM shield as if he could absorb the energy directly into his body."
Will then added, "Not to mention he was able to teleport with the shield up."
As they left Kate shut her door and let her imagination run wild. She let her hand slip between her legs, as she thought about Drake. Taking her in every possible way she could imagine.
While the city was a sleep a dark cloud was floating through the city, looking for his next victim. However, all he could do was think back on the days when Drake and he were one being and now he was reduced to being a shadow and essence, it was pathetic he was a pure blood abnormal. Now he had no blood. Just then a woman a whore was walking into the alley where he was waiting. He then pounded on her, like a lion would his prey. He let his essence flow through her, and then she solidified his shadowy tentacles. Darkness then began to drain her slowly and painfully. First, he sucked out the whore's soul as it was black from the many men she had slept with and let use her. He loved the taste of a rotten soul that was unrepentant. The next thing Darkness did was to suck out all the whore's fluid leaving but a mummified corpse in his wake. He let the body drop to the floor and as soon as he had done that he began to feel a change, first came his legs; they began to appear below him. A maniacal laugh echoed through the ally as he was becoming caporal once again. All that was left for Darkness to do now was to kill Drake.
The next day Drake awoke covered in sweat and usually that wasn't a good thing particularly when he sensed a danger was near or was coming. This time it was a bit of both, he was dreaming about Kate and him together in a night of pure passion. Then the dream became dark, the whole room field with a dark cloud. He knew that could only mean one thing and it was never good when it happened. Darkness had become caporal, which meant he had the power to control the darkness that mankind had within their hearts not to mention that he could take on the form of anybody that was weak minded. The one particular form that he enjoyed the most was to look exactly like Drake, except with a scar over his left eye that Drake gave him in 1776. He left it there as a constant reminder to Darkness that Drake would always be there to stop him.
Boston 1776
Drake was lying in bed with his wife, the war for America had started, however this particular war Drake had seen countless times and this time he did not feel the need to join. He got up and splashed water on his face, and felt slender arms wrap around his waist. Drake turned and kissed his wife and said, "Good morning my love."
Karen said, "Your love, when you have had countless loves throughout the centuries?"
Drake smiled and said, "You are, you have captured my heart."
Karen smiled and said, "You know my father thinks you a coward for not fighting for independence."
Drake laughed and said, "Your father doesn't know that I have fought wars all my life, war is practically all I know. Besides a good business sense that has amassed a great fortune, and it has continued to grow through each century."
Karen said, "With your abilities you could do great things for the cause."
Drake got dressed and said, "I am not going to fight the wars of others, and mankind has gotten along fine without me. I helped the Romans build their empire, and then I helped the Saxon's destroy it. I fought in the crusades because the people of my kingdom were afraid of the Turks. I am tired of war."
Karen said, "I can see your point, but look at our point. We want to be free from British rule, to have freedom of our own."
Drake said, "One man's tyrant is another man's king. One man's freedom is another man's tyranny. Freedom is in the eye of the beholder. Granted what the Continental Congress is doing sounds amazing, but it should be mortal made." Drake looked at her beautiful white skin, blonde hair draping down her naked body, she was indeed a perfect work of art.
Karen asked, "Where are you off too?"
Drake said, "I have a business matter to take care and it will take all day."
Karen said, "Very well, I will have supper prepared and waiting for you."
Drake smiled and kissed her and was off to conduct his business. As the day progress Karen went about and did the daily routine of women of her century. However, as the door opened Drake stepped into her home and said, "My dear we need to talk." Karen ran to him but then something pierced to her stomach, as blood poured from her lips she looked shocked but then looked down to see that Drake's arm had turned into black steel. Karen realized from what her husband had to her that this was not her beloved, but Darkness.
Darkness said in a demonic voice, "I have taken his love, you'll be alive long enough to tell him that if he continues to hunt me down. The ones that he loves the most will die." He laughed and pulled his arm out and made it transform back into a regular arm. Karen dropped to the floor, as blood began to pour out of her wound.
As night fell, Drake came home to a dark room. He lit a lamp and there on the ground was Karen, covered in blood and barely hanging on to life. He ran to her side and picked her up as he did she coughed up a huge amount of blood into his face.
Drake said, "Let me send for the doctor." He was about to go when she stopped him and pulled him close to her mouth.
Karen whispered, "Darkness….I thought it was you….I…"
Drake stopped her, his voice trembling with emotion, "Don't talk…save your strength you'll be fine." He knew she was dying; she had lost too much blood to have the doctor come.
Karen smiled and said, "I love…." Then her beautiful blue eyes went cold.
Drake let out and emotion filled yell that echoed out through the empty house, as he held his dead wife close to his body. Tears streaming down his face, with all his powers he could not save the ones that he loved the most. After hours of grieving over Karen's death, as the moon hovered over the town of Boston. Drake left his wife's body there on the floor where he found her and went up stairs to his study. He removed a book from on the shelf and a secret passage opened and he descended the stair case to the underground fortress he created. He opened up a chest and there was his black cloak, black armor with a Skull on the chest plate with red gems for eyes, and a sword he had used to kill many men. After dawning his attire he went in search for Darkness. He ascended the stair case and took one last look at his beloved Karen, he picked up the lap that he had lit and smashed it on the ground. As soon as he did the oil from the lap quickly caught on fire and the fire began to spread, engulfing Karen's body. He quickly ran into the night as men began to rush to put out the fire that was once his and Karen's home.
Present Day
Drake had moved Karen's crypt to Old City because that is where he did most of his business. He always liked having that piece of his past near him, because it always reminded him that the ones that he loves could always get heart. As Drake was walking to her crypt, he heard and could smell Kate, Magnus, Will, and Henry. He quickly ducked behind one of the crypts in the cemetery.
He heard Will say, "So you're telling me that Drake Lionheart could be the same Drake Lionheart from back in 1776 Boston."
Magnus said, "Yes, apparently he did not delete the archives at the library because his history is all there, well at least the part that isn't classified."
Henry said, "So this guy, is some super solider that the Founding Father's whipped up to fight in the war."
Kate said, "Don't be an idiot, he has to be an abnormal."
Magnus said, "Right, because my contacts at the CIA in Washington and MI6 state that he came to the allies in 1941 and has worked off in on for the US ever since."
Will said, "How old is this guy, he cannot be older than 20 and your telling me survived since 1776. That would make him 234, but that is given that his birthday was 1776, but let say he was 20 in 1776 that would mean he was born in 1756, which means he is 254 years old."
Magnus just gave him a look and said, "If he got a hold of the source blood like I did, then anything is possible."
Drake knew by the way they were standing there; they were there to wait on him. Henry asked, "Who was this person?"
Magnus said, "Apparently, his wife. From newspaper articles I found it said that she died in a house fire, and presumably her husband was home."
Will asked, "Are we assuming he started the fire?"
Magnus shook her head no and said, "According to family and friends they were very much in love, so we have to assume he told her his secret."
Will said, "Then the entity did it, this Darkness creature."
Magnus just nodded and said, "Where's Kate." At that moment Drake realized that Kate was not there and he turned around and said, "I must be getting rusty." He took her hand and teleported to a café in Paris.
Kate said, "Where the hell are we?"
Drake said, "A little café that I know about in Paris, France. I found it in 1890 and just always come back its family run."
Kate said, "Why did you bring me here?"
Drake smiled and said, "First you eat and then I'll tell you."
Kate looked around and then saw the same crest on Drake's ring as on the window of the shop, and she realized that he owned the building.
Drake said, "I don't own it, I saved the family during WWII and from then on their lives belong to me. Like countless others all over the world."
Kate realized that he had his own network just like the Cabal and said, "Do you hunt abnormals like that Darkness creature."
Drake said, "Darkness is a monster and no my network is like your sanctuary network, I protect abnormals all over the world. I also make sure that abnormals stay out of the public eye, so people like you and Dr. Magnus can work in the shadows."
Kate was handed her order and Drake his coffee and she asked, "So what is Darkness?"
Drake said, "Darkness is me, but the question you want to ask me is what I am?"
Kate looked dumbfounded and ate what she had been given; it was one of the best croissants she had ever tasted. Drake knew that she would like it.
Drake said, "My story dates back longer than you think I am. I was born somewhere in Egypt and was found by a tribal leader, and was raised to be a ruthless conquer of tribes."
Egypt ?
Drake was known as Death, because he could not die and death followed where ever he went. He was laying in bed, the night before his big battle, when someone stabbed him in the chest. Drake looked up and said, "How dare you stab me."
The assassin tried to run but Drake was faster than he was and said, "Who sent you?" The Assassin would not say, but he could tell by the tattoo on his face that he came from a tribe of vampires, led by his own daughter. He killed the man in cold blood.
Drake left his tent and road out to the tribe and was greeted by Lorelei his daughter.
Drake glared at her and she knew he had found the assassin and he said, "How dare you try to kill me Lorelei, you should know better than to kill family."
Lorelei said, "Father, you take all that you want and leave nothing for Marcus and I to rule.""
Drake said, "You have my blood Lorelei but not my brains, think about it if you rule the humans they will be ruled out of fear. Then one day, your blood lust will be uncontrollably and you will cause them to hunt you and your race down."
Lorelei said, "I have mine under control it is my creations that seem to go crazy with blood lust. Besides it was your DNA that caused my mutation, remember that father. You also caused Marcus's mutation, when his wolf bit him those years ago."
Drake got back on his horse and road off back to his camp. However, when he arrived Marcus and his clan of wolves where there, followed by Lorelei and her vampire people. They knew they could not kill their own father so they banished him from Egypt.
Present Day
Kate listened to his story and was fascinated by it that she never heard her phone ring. She said, "So you're like one of the oldest abnormals on this planet, and you pretty much started the werewolves and vampire races. Are your kids still alive?"
Drake said, "If they are they are hiding, but Marcus and Lorelei were not as stupid as I was thought."
Kate said, "You seemed like a badass back in the day what changed?"
Drake sighed and said, "I was young and foolish, I carved a blood path for myself for centuries making my name legend and feared. In some cultures they worshiped me as a god. I enjoyed the blood and the killing, but everything changed for me in 1666."
Romania 1666
Drake was riding with is band of hoarders through the country, pillaging what they could and killing who ever got in their way. Drake wore a clock and his armor was black except for two red jewels that were placed on the skull emblem on his chest plate. He always thought the skull was a homage to his days in Egypt when people called him Death. This particular night his band came across an old Gypsy camp, and he knew that most of the time they had some sort of trinkets. Better yet, he knew his men had not had the touch of a woman in some time and I'm sure that they'd enjoy some raping this night. They rode into the camp and his men grabbed women and killed their men and children. Then they took them off to have their way with them.
Drake smiled as he saw a young woman, and he was not much into rape but he enjoyed torturing people. He knew that gypsy possessed some sort of magic to them and if he gained that magic then he would become the most powerful man in the world. He ripped a wheel off of one the wagons and tied her too it. He lowered his cloak and said, "Tell me the secrets of your magic." He stuck a hot poker into her side and she screamed out in pain, but then he heard chanting from behind him and an old gypsy woman said a spell. The next thing that Drake knew was that he was one the ground, confronted with all the evil acts that he had conducted in his years of life. The old woman stood there holding a bottle with blackness in it and said, "Feel all the pain and suffering that you have done throughout the ages. Relive them each and every day of your life." Drake got up and ran into the forest, all that could be heard was his yells of pain and agony.
Present Day
Kate looked at him and said, "What happened?"
Drake said, "The old gypsy woman took out the darkness that was resided in my heart."
Kate as she looked up she saw Will and Magnus there ready to pounce on Drake, and Kate thought about telling him but decided not to and said, "Where did you go?"
Drake said, "An Romanian Prince and his family took me. I became like a brother to him, and this is his family crest."
Kate said, "You said earlier that Darkness was you, what did you mean?"
Drake said, "That bottle the old gypsy woman had contained the darkness of my heart. Unbeknown to her that it was just as powerful as I was and it broke the bottle, killing the men taking on a caporal form. The form it chose was me." As he said there he felt a stick of a needle and everything went black.
Note from Author:
I just wanted to thank everyone for their comments and I just want to thank everyone for reading my story.