Sold To The Alpha
Blood L**t Chapter 37

The twenty foot long bright green serpent reared itself above their heads, it flashed it's yellow eyes over the group who stood beneath it in terror, unable to move. Opening it's mouth, a long forked tongue flickered out toward them as it's yellow eyes focused on the morsels staring back at him. Darting forward, it's head shot toward the group, Athan, recovering from the shock first screamed for everyone to look out, pushing Viktor out of the way of the speeding snake as the rest of the team scattered, leaving the serpent to slam its face into the ground. Rearing again, the serpent snaked its way around the trees, searching out the werewolves and Vampires who rushed through the trees trying to escape.

As they ran blindly through the forest, the group ran straight into the remainder of Leo's team who stopped horrified at the scene. With the serpent bearing down on them the new arrivals banded together and stepped into its path, daggers drawn and teeth bared, seeing the other warriors preparing to fight, Viktor and his team skidded to a halt and returned to stand along side their comrades.

Slithering to a stop, the serpent viewed the group carefully, its tongue flickering as its head swung back and forth choosing its first target.

Zeroing in on one of the werewolves, the serpent lunged, as the wolf dodged, the others launched at the serpents body, scratching at the scaly skin trying to penetrate the tough exterior.

The serpent started to undulate its body, bringing it round, encircling some of it's attackers and starting to constrict, tightening slowly around them as they fought to get out of its grasp.

From behind them, Justin, Clara, Daniel and Vaya with their few remaining warriors burst through the t pining in the fray, Daniel and Vaya pulling at the trapped warriors whilst the others kept the Serpent busy.

Two of the Werewolves were already lying on the ground dead, a further Vampire had been crushed between the serpents jaws.

As the warriors battled against the huge slithering creature, it fought with everything it had. Finally Clara managed to penetrate the harsh skin of the predator, earning a scream of pain from the monster, causing it to thrash its head violently, throwing the Vampire from its body.

Aiming for the newly inflicted wound, the rest of the group stabbed and ripped at the cut, widening it and allowing blood to flow. The blood was not the usual red that was expected but a bright acid green that bubbled and burned everything it touched. Yelps of pain came from the warriors who were caught by the spatter, their exposed skin melting, leaving painful welts.

Hacking frantically at the serpent, the group fight through their own pain as it starts to sway from a lack of blood, it's body weakening until it crumbled to the ground, the warriors overwhelming it hacking at the wound until they severed the head from its body. Stumbling back, the remaining warriors collapsed on to the grass exhausted, Viktor dragging himself over to Clara who rolled over with a pain filled groan and pushed herself up with her hands, stumbling to her feet.

Keeping together, the last of the warriors moved forward, finally arriving at the steps of a single story stone structure. At the top of the steps stood six hooded women, their black billowing robes surrounding them, hiding their features from the visitors. Stepping forward, Justin raised his voice, 'we seek Agnes' he called out clearly.

'You have done well against our defences wolf, we are impressed, no-one has penetrated this far into our domain' one of the woman replied, her voice soft and void of emotion.

'We would have preferred an acceptance of our request rather than have to spill so much blood to get

The witch waved her hand dismissively, 'they were merely our creations, expendable in their existence.

Justin replied, trying to keep the anger out of his voice.

Justin growled angrily, 'Our warriors were not, they were living creatures with families, they died for no reason' he snapped back.

Lifting her hands, the witch slowly removed her hood, drawing it backwards away from her face, casting her flawless features into sharp relief.

Her milky white skin shone in the light from the lit torches that decorated the stone wall behind her, her deep violet eyes were cold and unblinking as she studied the Alpha's features silently.

Finally her voice rang out loudly as she summoned her sister from within, 'Agnes, come forth' she commanded, falling silent until the older witch appeared from within their sanctuary.

Stepping next to her summoner she bowed her head slightly before replying, 'yes High Priestess?'

Motioning to Justin and his friends, the Priestess said, 'these travellers have come to speak to you Agnes, as they have defeated our protections they have earned the right to an audience as written in our laws.

Looking down at the group, Agnes' face darkened before she returned her gaze to the Priestess and bowed in acceptance.

Making her way down the steps, she stood in front of Justin, sneering in disdain before speaking, 'what do you want?'

Viktor pushed forward to stand next to the Alpha, 'we want the antidote for the serum you have injected into my son' he snapped back, his nails extending as he anger bubbled within him.

Eyeing the Vampire King with boredom, Agnes replied, 'no, anything else or was that it?' she asked arrogantly.

Snarling, Viktor lunged forward and grabbed the witch by her throat, lifting her from the ground as he started to squeeze, 'that wasn't a request witch' he snarled furiously as Agnes clawed at the fingers holding her neck, 'give me the antidote' he snarled, his eyes flashing brightly.

Struggling to breathe, Agnes' eyes widened as she desperately struggled, the High Coven witches behind her unmoving as they watched the scene unfold. 'Viktor' Justin muttered softly, 'she cannot speak if she cannot breathe'

Struggling internally, Viktor lowered the old woman back to the ground, relaxing his grip slightly as Agnes gulped for air, coughing and gasping desperately.

'Give me the antidote' Viktor repeated loudly, punctuating each word with a squeeze of his fingers to her neck.

Agnes' wheezes continued, her coughs and splutters giving way to a low chuckle that grew louder until she was cackling uncontrollably.

Glaring at the woman, Viktor's anger started to take over again, 'give it' he demanded, shaking her as she continued to laugh.

'I can't' Agnes finally spluttered out, 'you fool! You waste your time chasing me, killing your people to face me and demand an antidote for your spawn? You can't make and antidote for an antidote! My concoction is breaking down a venom that you are already infected with, my serum WAS the antidote' she spat into the Vampire Kings face, her features illuminating as she watched his face slump, the fire dying in his eyes as her words sank in.

'You are lying' he stuttered panicked, 'there is an antidote'

'No devil' Agnes replied with a triumphant grin, 'I created a serum to rid our world of you cockroaches, I provided a correction for an abomination of the earth.

Viktor howled in pain as his fingers tightened instinctively around Agnes' throat, her laughter dying as she again struggled to breathe. As his eyes glowed, Viktor squeezed tighter and tighter against the old crone's neck until with a loud crack he snapped it, and dropped her lifeless body to the floor.

Dropping to his knees, Viktor let out an agonising howl of pain, his nails digging into his own skin as he rocked himself back and forth in grief.

Dropping to a knee behind him, all the Vampires bowed their heads silently mourning for their Prince.

Kneeling next to the King, Justin placed a comforting arm around him, offering support as the King broke down, lifting his gaze, the Alpha realised that the High Coven witches were still stood immobile on the top step, scrambling back to his feet he addressed the High Priestess, 'please, is there anything you can do to help us?'

The Priestess stared back stonily for a moment before tipping her head slightly to the side, 'what would be in it for me Alpha?' she asked softly, 'what do you offer for the help of the High Coven?'

Viktor stumbled to his feet immediately, 'I am the Vampire King' he croaked, stiffening his shoulders as he regained his composure, 'if the High Coven grant me help with my son I will owe them a debt' he replied.

Raising an intrigued eyebrow the High Priestess nodded and beckoned the group into the building, turning on her heel to walk inside, her sisters filing in behind her. After a moments hesitation, the warriors followed suit, walking up the carved stone steps and walking between the towering pillars in through the high doorway and down the corridor replaceing themselves in a large room at the end.

The High Priestess settled herself in the centre chair on a platform that was graced with a velvet rug, her sisters taking their seats in the chairs on either side of her.

Beckoning the group closer, she waited until they were stood at the edge of the platform before speaking.

'Vampire King' she intoned, 'you offer a debt to us in exchange for help with preserving your heir's life' she stated.

Nodding, Viktor cleared his throat, 'yes, I will owe you a debt that can be redeemed at any time, the only caveat is that you cannot request my venom, it has been proven to me that I cannot risk handing it to another' he replied evenly.

The High Priestess studied him for a moment, her fingers pressed together in front of her face. Finally she nodded, 'agreed, though I have a caveat of my own, the debt will be passed through our bloodline, if I do not claim it in my lifetime, my heir will hold claim to it and so on until your debt is cleared. This also means that your debt will not die with you, it will flow through your blood line until paid' she said.

Taking a moment to consider, Viktor finally sighed and nodded, agreeing to her terms.

Smiling for the first time, the High Priestess raised her hand, grabbing at the air, her fingers grasping onto a circular gold disc that she plucked from nothing. Bringing it down, she prised the disc open revealing a sharp pin and a piece of cloth that was secured within. Holding it out to the Vampire, she waited as he slowly stepped forward, reaching out his index finger. The protruding pin piercing his skin causing him to wince slightly, a drop of blood forming on his finger tip. Pressing his finger into the cloth, he raised it again to reveal a perfect copy of his finger print on the fabric, stepping back he watched as the Priestess shut the disc and placed it within her robes. Looking back at the group, she nodded satisfied, 'once the fingerprint of my bloodline lays along side your own, your debt to us will be cleared Vampire King, until that time, you are indebted to us!

Viktor bowed his head slightly for a moment before raising his eyes to her the witch and asked, 'I have upheld my side, can you now help me with my son?'