~twisted curse~

Chapter 9

I would look at Varia with flames burning within my eyes. My eyebrows furrowed. "Since you have so foolishly revealed yourself in afraid your little game is now over." I would say with a devious smile. I would land a punch to her face and she'd fall to the ground blood gushing out her nose. "Red suits you. You should wear it more often." I would say while leaning down to her level grabbing her collar bringing her closer to my face. "Quinn. Where is he? " I would question her my grip beginning to get tighter and tighter. "If you want your little friend back let's make a deal eh? They say there's a map that leads to the finest of all treasures. Anything that a human could desire. Along those finest of treasures is a crown. King axels crown to be exact. Whom ever possesses this crown shall control this land. Unfortunately only the fire element has access to the sight." Varia would say her eyes holding nothing but darkness.

"Is that so? There's a reason that crown is locked away. It's to be kept away from the hands of evil. Unfortunately your one of them. Name another price." I would spit out. "No can do fire boy." She'd spit out back at me. I would get the girl go with frustration grabbing Lucia to the side. "Azazel what if this crown is the only way to save Quinn?" Lucia would look at me with glossy eyes her fist clenched. "I understand our comrade is at risk but we must think of the risk this puts on humanity. Is one human life worth millions? I'm sure Quinn would of wanted this." I would comment trying to seem reasonable.

"I don't care if I'm being selfish here azazel. Quinn is all i have ever had. If I loose him I loose my will to live. You don't understand. Our bond cannot be broken. " Lucia would argue back. "You know what these people are like Lucia. I promise we will get Quinn back unharmed. How about we focus on getting this crown. I will agree to this deal. I won't specify my side of the deal. You will understand later on during our journey." I would say with a smirk on my face. "I'm trusting you Azazel. " Lucia would say shaking my hand. I would turn back to Varia with my hand out. "Deal." I would say calmly with ambition all over my face. "Then it's settled." She'd shake my hand.

"Where do we find This crown?" I would ask Varia. "This crown is located inside a vault consumed by mountains north east from here. Surrounded by people created by king axel. Such as vampires , and werewolves." She'd reply with a smirk on her face. "No human has ever made it out alive. They say the fallen are Trapped there for an eternity. Their souls filled in a void accompanied by Meer solitude and grief." Varia would inform us of the myths.

"I suppose that would make us the first. " Lucia would say with a smirk on her face. "We shall not waste time. When we receive what we seek it shall be yours I assure you." I say then walking away with Lucia. We would make our way through the forest the mountains coming into view. "You sure about this Azazel?" Lucia would question me. I would nod my head my hand clutched onto my sword as my foot hit the snowy path. Hours would pass of constant walking and we would eventually come to a stop. "Do you hear that..?" I would ask Lucia. "Growls...." Lucia would mumble grabbing her bow.
Red eyes would be glistening into the darkness , snarls heard from every direction. "We're surrounded!" I would shout my fist clenched.

One of the wolves would transform into a human and the rest would follow. "Your on werewolf territory. Leave now or face our wrath." The man would spit out his eyes glowing a crimson red. He would be dressed in a black suit with slicked back hair. "You know for a mutt you have good taste in fashion." I would spit back at him a smirk on my face . "That's quite enough out of you." The man would say unleashing his claws. "We have a proposal to make-" Lucia would say gaining the packs attention. "Speak." The man would say his patience running thinner and thinner. "They say there's a vault which holds the finest of all treasures cadged within this very mountain. If you let us through we will be happy to share our goods." Lucia would say trying to sound reasonable.

"No human has ever came out that vault alive. Why would we agree to a deal which has already been lost?" One of the pack members would say tapping there foot. "Quiet.." the leader of the pack would spit out looking like he was debating our offer. "Alright it's a deal. Just know when your dead that blood is on your own hands not ours." He would comment. "Alright deal." I would agree.  "Let's move!" The man would shout alerting his pack. I would walk beside Lucia and the leader of the pack , the wolves following closely behind.  "May I know your name sir?" I would ask the man curiously. "Bastian." The man would inform me. "Bastian eh? I Take it your the leader..?" Lucia would question him.

"Yes if it's not obvious..." Bastian would say with an unpleased expression plastered all over his face. "So how does this wolf thing work?" I would ask Bastian wanting to learn more about him. "All you need to know is my name." He would spit out angered. "Look if we're going to be making an alliance to fight off what's yet to come I need to know more about you." I would comment. Bastia would sigh before brushing his hand through his hair. "I became a werewolf a few years back from now. I was young drinking at a local club until I hit my curfew. I left the club walking down dark alleyways trying to find my way back home. Unfortunately it was dark and the only thing I found was red eyes staring back at me. I was bitten. My full life turned upside down. I had to leave my family behind. Not even a goodbye. It was too dangerous. " Bastian would inform us of his past.

"I'm sorry that happened to you Bastian. If your past self saw you right know I'm sure he would be proud. Your an amazing leader by the looks off it. Extremely dedicated." I would say with a smile keeping things positive. "Thank you, now your name-?" Bastian would question me. "Azazel." I would reply. The man's eyes would widen and we would all come to a stop. "So your the famous Azazel I have been hearing about. They say you burned your hometown is that true?" Bastian would comment. "I would rather not speak about that. Only what's important. "

"Whatever are you talking about-" Bastian would say his eyes widening at what was laid in front of us.
Vampires.