34 The Pas (1/2)

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From the rooftop of the house two dozens of vampires descended around them. Maximus guards dropped down so quickly his men barely had time to react.

Chaos erupted everywhere.

Maximus had just as many men he brought. It could be tagged a fair fight. Marcos led the fight by zipping through the yard ripping out throats and hearts in seconds. He noticed Talon laughing as Talon sank his fangs into one of the attacker's neck. Talons reactions to violence still baffled him. But Marcos enjoyed it as well.

He studied the environment observing the roof tops, he realised he could use it to his own advantage,

Two vamps soon attacked him him, throwing several punches at him which he dodged gracefully... With immortal strength he launched himself to the roof tops, then in a twinkle of an eye, he sped towards them with great speed, stunning the vamps with his moves, and ripping their hearts out in the process. He looked sideways and saw talon, all smiles and laughing hysterically, as he seem to engage a vampire in a one on one fight, like he was oblivious of the fact that a simple mistake could end his life in seconds, the smile on his face only angered the other vampire... Then somehow Talon missed his tactics and made the wrong move, he tried punching the other vampire in the face with one hand but failed to follow up with the other hand hereby giving the other vamp a free access to his neck, and in a matter of seconds two vampires came surrounding him, one holding his defenceless hand and the other about to pluck out his heart, marcos who has been fighting with great abandon the whole while saw what was about to happen to his creation, with Talon gone the assignment will only be of more difficulty, too bad he doesn't have a replacement at hand.... With great energy he sped to the scene, holding the hand about to be plucked into Talons heart, breaking the bones and ripping out the owner's heart, this startled the other two vampires, giving Talon access to rip off the throat of the vampire before him, before they (Talon & Marcos) both rip the throat of the vampire beside them simultaneously.

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The battle soon ended. All of Maximus men were dead. Marcos was left with Talon and two other of his twenty guards. The wounds they'd just endured began to heal.

Loudly the front double doors burst opened. More guards came out this time they were armed.

”What business do you have here?!” The man leading the armed guards questioned

”I'm here to see Maximus” Marcos spat. He hated when lesser vampires tested him. He wanted nothing more than to rip that man's tongue out.

”Master Maximus isn't expecting visitors” the guard spat back. Marcos felt his eyes bled black. This fledging is pushing him to the limit with his questioning

”I'm sure he'll make time for his brother” Talon responded.

Marcos whipped his head to his creation. If it were any other time he would punish Talon for speaking on his behalf without permission. But he was out numbered already.

The guard spoke into his 2way communicator for a brief moment. After he was done speaking to Maximus he put the device back into his holster and the aimed the platinum filled gun at them. He fired two shots. Each hit the center foreheads of his last two men besides Talon.

”You can enter now” the man stated satisfied putting his weapon away. Marcos and Talon slowly walked up the front steps of the huge, old Victorian style house. Before he passed the leading guard he stopped

”Before the sun falls I'll have your head for killing my men”

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. Marcos stated coldly putting his five hundred years of power into his voice. He could see the vampire visibly shake. Talon laughed from somewhere behind him.

As soon as Marcos entered the dimly lit home he was forcibly yanked by his collar and tossed thirty feet across the room. His body slammed hard into a wood door that shattered on impact. Marcos was fast but the vampire attacking him was faster. Before Marcos could get to his feet the vampire was on him. He grabbed Marcos by his throat with one hand and smashed his body into the wall of the bedroom he landed in. Judging by the strength of his opponent Marcos knew without a doubt it was his brother.

Maximus was moving with such speed and grace that Marcos couldn't get a good look at him. Several punches swiped across Marcos's face while he was down. Marcos laughed without humor spitting out blood from the heavy blows

”That all you got Max!” He yelled attempting to stand and fight. Maximus kicked his feet out from under him as soon as Marcos stood. Marcos body hit the floor with a loud thud. In a flash Maximus was back on him pressing his heavy boot against his throat.