The Shadow King faces the betrayers and his blue eyes flash with a bright flame. He is fast, powerful and deadly. He goes to his shadow form, fading into the background. He makes no sound as he begins his attack. Coming from behind a hybrid he shoves his hand through his back. His fist clamps around the heart and he rips it free. The other attackers only see his chest explode out of his back and watch as his pale skin turns grey. His blood pours like a river down his body. The scent of his blood causes a frenzy, new vampires have little control. They fall on his body like a pack wild dogs, tearing at the body wanting to quench the thirst. Reese draws his sword and begins severing heads, passing from creature to creature.
Ariana is completely surrounded now by hybrid Fae. She plants her feet, drawing on the power of the lava that flows beneath the earth. She weakens the rock below, building a trap.
“What do we call you? Abominations? Demons? Pets?” she asks them. Her eyes glow crimson with the heat of her anger. One swipe at her with his claws only to draw back a burnt nub where his hand once stood. She wields the Khae-tri dagger. His scream causes the others to leap at her only to be sucked into the earth and buried solid like a rock. They use their hands and claws to try and break free.
The Fae enter and wade into the battle surrounding their King and Queen. These are not the Fae of the Vale, but the Elves, Pixies, Leprechauns, Brownies and more that have come to destroy this demonic threat to all races. They join the angels and battle hard.
Reese looks across the field and sees Pixies leap onto the head of one of the vampiric Fae currently buried up to his waist. Laughing, they leap off carrying only his head. Elves surround Ariana, protecting her from other Dark Fae while other creatures take out the remaining buried Fae.
He looks to the sky and finds Morgan fighting for his life. His blood is the goal so they surround him slicing at his wings, face, legs, anything they can reach. One grabs a wing and slices off a corner releasing his angelic blood. The sharp tang of the spilled blood causes the vampires to become blind with a thirst for it. They double their attacks on him, coming from every direction. Even an angel can only fight so many creatures at once. They leap upon him trying to tear more of his wings.
Morgan pulls his wings close, dropping out of the center of attackers, he dives straight at the ground trailing blood behind him. With a scream of rage, his attackers follow.
Desperately, Ariana and the Elves fight off another attack. She calls to her King, “Now Reese?”
“Not yet, wife!” he snaps as he swings his sword separating and arm from a demon in a spray of blood. Looking around at the chaos of battle he yells, “Now!!”
They pour in from the woods and sky. Morgan’s angelic brothers arrive to reinforce them and fall upon the demonic Fae slicing heads with swords of ice and flame. Morgan fights harder empowered by his brother’s arrival; they surround him allowing him time to heal.
Colin watches and waits. He becomes furious as he watches the first wave beaten back. “NO!” he screams looking at the Vampire Lord. “Well?” he asks impatiently.
“A sky full of angelic blood waits for you!” Caius snaps over his shoulder. Smiling he shows his large fangs and leaps into the air followed by his sons of the night. He is going after Morgan. The sky fills with the sounds of combat as the Vampire Lords dark sons fight the angels, and Colin watches with a smile.
“Now the Queen!” He tells his personal guards. “I want her blood spilled at her King’s feet!” he snarls. They step to the side of the mountain and run straight down the side intent upon Ariana. Reese feels them coming and begins to gather his power. He joins his Queen and passes that power to her. She takes it and adds her own continuing to amplify the potent magic.
“Go after him, Reese! I will be okay. He can’t get away again!” Ariana urges. “I can handle this,” she says smiling. Holding up her hand she shows him a small flame hovering above her palm. “My power is growing! They have no idea what I am capable of!”
When he looks into her eyes, he sees a raging flame ready for a target. He kisses her luscious lips. “Not a scratch on that beautiful body, Ariana. I will check every inch of you when I get you alone!” he promises and turns leaving while he can. He runs straight up the side of the Black Mountain jumping from rock to rock. His rage fuels his power as he goes.
“That goes for you too, my King!” she says in his mind. Turning she smiles and greets the Vampiric Fae coming for her. She orders the elves to fall back, along with all the other magical creatures. She shows her intention to Morgan and asks him to cast a shield to protect the ones who have come to fight with them.
She waits until they are almost upon her and she explodes into the air. She shoots like a comet dancing away, she laughs. “Did you forget, my gifts, children? Come and dance with me!” She calls to them as they turn following her.
Caius watches the Angels surround their brother allowing him time to heal. He watches as Morgan is healed by another. He is stunned when he witnesses the process. His blood, it is healing him! It is all the proof he needs to know that he must have it! He takes an army of his vampires with him. His legion
