17
Negative Emotions
Dante
"He didn't look like he wanted to do this," Nathan said and I looked up at him.
"Yes, he looked like he was being forced," Killian stated and he rested his palms on his waist, "like....like....."
"Like he was compelled," I said and glanced at the Vampire in confusion.
"Vampire naturally have the power of compulsion and they can't be compelled," I said and then looked up at Nathan as I realized something.
"Unless.... Unless...." I stuttered as I thought of the only possible explanation for this.
"It's a True Vampire," Nathan completed my sentence and I nodded.
It had to be a True Vampire. They were the only one capable of compelling other Vampires. They could even compell Werewolves, but a wolf in a pack had a stronger mental defense and it would only easily work on Rogues.
True Vampires are those born by a Vampire mother and father. It was almost impossible for Vampires to procreate. It was easier if it was a Vampire and a human, but one of out of a thousand Vampire couple could procreate.
Most Vampires one would see are those ones turned by other Vampires, very few of them were half-vampires, but it was rare to find a True Vampire.
"Who could it be?" Nathan asked me and I stared at him, having no answer to that question.
I sighed and faced the ground, placing my hands on my wrist as I tried to think. Why was a True Vampire after me and what did he want?
What did he mean by I would pay for all the things I did? I don't even remember conflicting with a True Vampire.
I sighed and looked up again, turning around to face the Vampire who was looking more and more mortified. I faced one of the other men in the room and I pointed at the dead Vampire.
"Get rid of the body and have someone clean up this place," I instructed, looking at the dried patches of blood on the floor one last time before heading to the exit and walking out of the interrogation room.
I heard Killian and Nathan walk out of the room after me and follow me behind.
"If there's a True Vampire with a grudge against you, it could be really dangerous," Nathan said as if I didn't already know the obvious fact.
"I know Nathan," I said, feeling irritated, "I'm trying to think of who it could be."
"It has to be a Vampire from this city and there are not many of them," Killian said and I turned around to face the both of them.
"Yes, and they always know each other so we can try to find out who it is," I said as I got an idea of who we could go to for help.
"Silas is dead," Nathan said and I nodded.
"Yes, but he has a son and he might be able to give us any clue," I replied and turned around again to continue walking.
"Are you sure he's going to be willing to help us, now that K...." Nathan suddenly stopped talking as I turned around to give him a glare.
He apologized with his eyes for almost bringing up a sensitive topic and I continued walking again.
"Well, it wouldn't hurt to try."
***
I turned over on the bed for the hundredth time tonight. I was unable to sleep and my mind kept keeping me awake to think about everything that Vampire prisoner said earlier.
I wanted to remember any Vampire I have an encounter with in the past few years since my dad died so I could try to think of any thing I might have done to offend any of them, no matter how slight it might have been.
Vampires were immortal beings and they had a lot of time to hold a grudge and even longer time to plan their revenge.
I knew all the Vampires that I had encountered. There were some who were automatically crossed off the lists because they were the only Vampires I ever had any connection to. There were some who I had a serious fight with for engaging in Werewolf slave tradery and there were a few ones who I had killed for several other reasons.
Could it be possible that someone from that Vampire Clan I eliminated survived and wants revenge on me. Or could it be a loved one of one of those ones I had killed.
There was still one group of Vampires that I didn't want to think of. The ones who caused me the most pain in my life.
I rolled over on the bed again and tried to close my eyes so I could fall asleep and avoid thinking about them.
Thinking about them would only stir up negative emotions that I had done my best to suppress these past few years.
Hate, anger, bitterness, sorrow, loss and regret that I had locked away in my mind..
I wouldn't be able to control myself if I let all of that emotion come back again and think about what happened.
I couldn't possibly handle years of suppressed emotions breaking through again.
I sighed and looked at the led light alarm clock on the table next to my bed. It was close to midnight and I had to rest so I can be ready for tomorrow.
I closed my eyes and sighed, hoping that I would be able to fall asleep this time.
But what if this was all connected to the what happened all those years ago. What if it was necessary to bring back those memories.