Kael Cor: A Vampire's Awakening

SOMEWHERE AMONGST THE RUINS OF TWO DEAD PLANETS

24 GALAXIES AWAY FROM SHEARATH

THE FELLOWSHIP: SEVENTH UNIVERSE BRANCH

The thousand s of altered soldiers walked around the halls of the massive space station, going about carrying out the various orders. The universe was changing, and they were going to be the purveyors of that change, this was what destiny had in store for them. And they were all fully prepared to take any risks necessary to ensure that they fulfill said destiny.

Their minds had already been broken and conditioned, wholly structured to serve the whims of a power and greater good that had no idea about. Humans, vampires, Nephilim even the fully alien races, and within their eyes there was no light. No hope, faith or ambitions, no love, no trace of a personality. They were drones, complete slaves to the power of their masters; there was no saving them, not in this life, or the next.

Somewhere on this sprawling space station that has so far been successful in keeping itself hidden from the rest of the universe for a significant amount of time, a teleportation pad lit up, announcing the arrival of an individual. When the light died down, the woman who had attempted to assassinate Asha and Xaseah came out of it, a victorious grin on her otherwise very serious looking face.

She made her way through halls, training centers and up and down a few elevators until she came to her destination; a huge pit that opened up into space. Yet there was no force dragging her into the vacuum of space, and the air was stable without any sort of disturbance. The pit that opened up into space had a tiny smidge of darkness in the middle, and the moment the woman made her presence known by bowing down to her feet, the smidge of darkness rapidly expanded until it was covering the entire mou8th of the pit, making it seem like a pool of inky blackness.

"Has it been done, is the moon goddess dead?" a chorus of disembodied voices called out to her.

"My apologies my lords, but the goddess proved a lot stronger than we anticipated. Instead the attack had accelerated her return to divinity, as it stands I don't think another attempt would be possible, as they would definitely be at alert after my attempt. But I did succeed injuring Kael Cor. I believe now the God killing bullets now have a bit of dragon king killing abilities in them. But in the end I really don't see how we would be able to get close to them, not after my previous failure."

There was an eerie silence for a little while before the all of a sudden the pool of darkness shrunk, and the pull of space was suddenly felt. The woman was a whole lot stronger than she seemed as the power of the vacuum of space dragged all of her clothes off her body, leaving her naked to freezing cold of space. Soon the pool expanded back into its normal form, covering the mouth of the pit as it released a formless pressure that brought the woman to her feet.

"Do you take the fellowship for a joke? Have we been so lenient in our training of you, that you would think anything less than perfection would be accepted by us? Have you lost your mind! How dare you stand in front of us with news of failure, we should kill you where you stand!" the voices of the black pool roared, causing even more of the pressure to weigh down on the woman.

As the voices roared out in anger, slimy black tentacles seemed to rise up out of the pool of blackness, and they hung over the head of the woman in a menacing manner. She quivered, but whether it was from fright or anticipation it was not really known as she still had her head bowed in a kneeling position. But the muscles on her toned body were pulled and stretched taught with tension; obviously she knew what was coming.

"My lords your servant has failed you and the expectations you have of her, please punish me and do not be lenient. I promise that I would never fail; every task given to me would be completed to the utmost, and without any hint of mistakes. Please my lords your punishment." She asked with her head down.

One of the tentacles fell on her back with a loud smack, leaving a really terrible red welt on her back in the process. But just as soon as that one fell on her back, another one fell, drawing fresh lines of blood and scars upon her back, painting a garish picture over the lines of already faded scars on her skin.

Four of the tentacles held her up by her wrist and ankles, holding her up spread eagle and exposed as the whips began to fall with wanton abandon on her body. It fell on her face, Breasts, stomach, thighs and legs. Welts showed up and skin was broken as she was tortured by a form of darkness never before seen on Shearath or the seventh universe itself. But not once did this woman cry out in pain, instead soft moans of pleasure filled the chamber where this infernal pool of blackness was located.

"Your punishment would be the loss of an eye!"

As soon as the voices finished speaking, one of the tentacles stabbed itself into her eyes, and for the first time since her punishment started a scream of pain escaped from her mouth. The tentacle stabbed into her released suction sounds as the destroyed eye was sucked away, leaving a bloody and empty eye socket.

"Do not fail us again, or you'll be losing more than just an eye."

And then the tentacles started falling again, and this time with even more intensity than before, but as it feel, her moans grew louder, as other tentacles took the opportunity to caress her in the most sexual way possible. And as the pain increased so too did the pleasure as one of the larger tentacles found its way into the glistening valley between her legs, slowly sliding in with increased vigor as spurred on by the erratic moans.

It was hard to tell if this was a punishment or a reward, either way it was a garish scene as the tentacles slid into ever hole she had in her body. From the valley in between her legs, the gate behind her, her mouth, ears, nose and even the newly created cavity in her eye. It was like a scene from a horror movie, and without a doubt it would be painful for the woman.

But all she drew from it was pleasure, her voices echoing around the chamber as her body and the tentacles shook n the advent of her climax. But it didn't stop, and neither did she. Her pleasures a sure fire trigger to her mind as she let herself be lost in it, all the while cooking up the most sinister plots against the group of people that would soon be known as the Dragon Kings.

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SHEARATH

SECRET LOCATION

COUNCIL OF THE SEVEN NOBLE FAMILIES

Within this council, none of the noble families were ever allowed to use their real names. It has been a tradition that has stood from the dawn of Shearath, and subsequent generations have kept true to the tradition never straying from it in one form or the other. Within the confines of this hall, within this secret location, the leaders or representatives of each of the noble family, only refer to themselves with numbers, based on the time said family came into power.

"Number Two, are the rumors we heard true? Has number Five really returned and taken back control of his lands?"

The person addressed as number two was an old woman that was definitely way past her prime. But based on the way she was just spoken to, it was obvious that she accorded a lot of respect and she wielded a significant amount of power, enabling her to garner that respect.

"Number Six everything you've heard is all true. Number Five has truly become king of the vampires, he has broken their seals, and now he will be leading them for revenge against the people who held them under bondage. He has held our supervisor and his aide's hostage, and now he has gave the order to have the Leo continent and every assets and businesses of his family retracted. To put it simply he has left the coalition, and there's nothing we can do about it, after all it was never ours to begin with.

We could have pressured him to follow the rules if we in our own impatience and short sightedness didn't give the keys to ultimate power. How stupid were we to throw a weaver that's sympathetic to vampires into a prison filled secrets only he could break. He performed beyond expectations, getting the vampires under his control in a faster time than we all could have known. But his power does not come from just the vampires, like I said we had the key to unlock every secret in that prison, and now the Nephilim, the Serpentis, the giants that we had all but forgotten, and the dragons our ancestors actually betrayed.

We're all at a crossroads at the moment, and war is not something we can handle at the moment. In my opinion we should let him leave the coalition, that way we can boycott him. He wouldn't be able to leave the planet since we're mostly in control of interstellar travel, and the other races in the council of light would have no other choice but to stay out of this matter citing it as an internal affair between the human coalitions.

They wouldn't go against us since we're the majority, and should a war break out, we will be able defeat number Five after all we have the greater numbers and technology. Though to be honest why were'nt we not warned that he had already left the prisons. Number one I thought someone from your family was in charge of finally getting rid of number Five, acting under orders from the council of governors."

The person called number one was actually the youngest of all the people here, so it stands to reason that he would be quite meek and subservient to the others. And giving that this was a rather sensitive situation, which he was more or less responsible for; he had to give them a suitable answer, because none of the people here gave a damn about the first noble family, not when they had nothing to offer.

"To be honest I have no idea what has gone wrong. Of the million man and woman strong army we sent to completely eliminate the vampire threat, none of them came back, neither has there been any communication from them. I fear they may have fallen, and we've underestimated the threat that number Five and the vampires pose to the coalition." Number one answered with a little uncertainty.

"Of course we underestimated him, the fact that he's married to the goddess of the moon should more than tell you that he was not someone to be joked with. He has power not a single one of us has been able to achieve ever since our families came into existence. There's no way we can survive his wrath except to fight, we're not as clueless as those governors to not know the true scope of a noble lord's rage, and if rumors are to be believed he is now a king. Return everything that's his to him, and stay out of his way, it's not as if we're not wealthy enough to live without the resources accrued by the Cor noble family. If he does come knocking on our door, then without a doubt... we will kill him."