My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything - Chapter 312

Chapter 312: Avenger
Rain drizzled down the street, the streetlights above flickering like it was a scene from a horror movie.

Mist clinged lightly to the air, obscuring the view. If a monster jumped out of the shadows, it would not look out of place.

Green stumbled along with the weight on his back, following the cloaked figure in front of him. He was still feeling weak from his escape and his eyes were wide with confusion.

He remembered the cold grip of the peacekeeper cell. The feeling of not being able to access a single lick of his own vitality.

He remembered the moment his cell door creaked open and the masked figure walked in. At the time, he’d feared for his life and he didn’t even know where he found the courage to ask, “who… who are you?”

“I.. am your salvation.” An androgynous voice sounded from beneath the mask. “I… am Avenger.”

“Avenger?” Green mumbled. Was she here to have revenge against him for something he once did? He racked his brain for anyone who could do this and was able to come up with nothing.

His hands shook in fear but being in this cell had given him enough time to be able to face his death with courage.

“I see.” He sighed, before closing his eyes and stretching out his arms to the side, exposing his heart. “Alright. I’ve made peace with my death.”

“Come with me.”

Green’s eyes snapped open in confusion. “What?”

Without saying another word, Avenger had turned and walked away.

Green stared at the cloaked vampire in disbelief. They were here to spring him out of prison? How in the heavens will they get the chains off him.

There was a pop and the chains holding him down fell away. The little vitality he had remaining surged inside of him. He looked down in shock before being startled by Avenger’s voice. “Are you coming or not?”

He snapped to his feet, following closely.

Darkness poured off Avenger to cover everywhere. Green followed closely, keeping his eyes on the cloak in front of him. He kept walking and was wondering why no one was stopping them. Just how powerful was this Avenger fellow to pull this off inside the peacekeeper headquarters.

In a few minutes, the darkness dispersed to reveal a cold sterile room and laying there on the slab was Hyde’s body. Green could not believe his eyes.

“Here.” Avenger tossed him a body bag.

He caught it reflexively before glancing at it to Avenger and back. Were they expecting him to bag the body? He opened his mouth to protest before stopping himself. He should be glad that he was being taken out of the cell.

He quickly bagged the body under Avenger’s creepy stare. When he was done, Avenger gave their next instruction. “Carry and follow.”

He had no choice but to carry the body and follow the same cloak as darkness covered them again.

And that’s how he found himself here, standing in front of an old, crumbling chapel. He followed Avenger inside, waving away the dust kicked up and the smell of decay in the air.

Avenger led the way to the front of the chapel. When they got there, they turned to face Green. “Good. Drop the bag.”

Green dropped the bag at the feet of his savior. “Why?” He asked. “Why did you help me? What do you want from me?”

Avenger tilted their head creepily before taking a step closer, their movements smooth and predatory. The mask was even more intimidating as it got closer and Green fought the urge to take a step back.

“You are going to help me.” Avenger said calmly. “You will help me put the fear of God into someone.”

Green blinked in confusion. “Who? Me?” He laughed. “You’re better off finding someone else. I’m not strong enough for all that. I can barely keep myself alive!”

Avenger’s hand moved slowly, almost tenderly, as they reached out to touch Green’s cheek. “Strength is not required, Green. Not for this.”

Before Green could respond, a sharp pain exploded in his chest. His eyes widened in horror as the Avenger’s hand plunged into his ribcage, their fingers wrapping around his heart. He gasped, choking on nothing, his hands clawing weakly at their arm. But there was no escape.

“You’ve served your purpose.” Avenger whispered into his ears. “And now, your part in this ends.”

With a sickening sound, Avenger ripped Green’s heart from his chest. The room fell deathly silent, save for the faint gurgle of blood as it pooled around Green’s lifeless body. His eyes remained open, wide with shock and terror.

Avenger turned away from Green’s corpse, unbothered by the blood that now stained their hands. Their focus shifted to the body bag. They knelt beside the bag and zipped it open to reveal the fallen Count.

“Hey Hyde.” Avenger whispered. “Thank you for your sacrifice. I apologize for what I’m about to do but don’t worry. I just need to scare your friends with a little lie.”

They reached out and tore open Hyde’s chest to reveal his heart. They reached inside and gripped it before ripping it out.

With Hyde’s heart in one hand and Green’s in the other, Avenger stood. The two hearts dripped with blood, a macabre offering in the silent chapel.

Avenger placed both hearts in a small, ornate package, a carefully carved wooden box that looked more like an old relic than a simple container.

Carefully, they took a step back and dipped their finger into the pool of blood around Green’s body. In slow, deliberate strokes, they wrote a message on the ground beside the package in Green’s blood:

“I know your secret.”

The message stood out in the darkness. Avenger’s masked face tilted slightly, as if admiring their handiwork, before they rose to their full height.

“Let the City Lord know… their time is running out.”

Then they turned, darkness swirling around them. When the darkness cleared, they were gone and the two bodies had been turned to ash, floating in the breeze coming in through the open door.

The recipient of the message would find it before the night was out.