"Is he dead?"
" Nah... I think he's alive "
" Gosh, Neville's damn strong, remind me not to step on his toes"
..... "Neville.. Neville... Nev... "
The name echoed through Scott's ears and he abruptly opened his eyes only to see two faces staring down at him.
"He's awake"
One of the two vampires muttered, he recognized him... The friendly vampire who had brought him and had been his camp mate.
But who was the second guy with blond face but pale with a smile too.
Yes! He remembered! The vampire he had kicked in the chest and had knocked out the two others.
Scott slowly got up from the soft material he laid on, a 6.5 feet medium bed.
He breathed out and looked around the room, this was not his own camp he had been assigned to.. This place looked more like a clinic with the structure and smell of herbs and drugs.
"Where is Neville?"
That was the first question that came out of his mouth.
"You still ask about your brother who knocked you out cold for three days?"
The vampire who had brought him asked and Scott frowned.
"Wait... What! Three days?"
Hey exclaimed as the words registered into his brain.
"Yes"
The other vampire he had knocked down answered.
"How? I mean when? I... I"
He stuttered in disbelief.
"During the training, you were strong, people believed you were as strong as Neville but when Neville showed up with that sudden attack, your bones were crushed and it's quite a surprise you can now move them like nothing happened, no vampire could literally survive that... "
The first vampire stated.
Scott looked at his arm, truly, he had believed his arm was destroyed but now he's as good as new.
But... When Father Mathias had bitten him, he didn't feel any change except for his now enlarged muscles.
Even when he fought against father Mathias, it felt like he didn't use his powers or.. Maybe Father Mathias was on another level.
"You guys don't hate me for being a Werewolf or being Neville's bro?"
Scott asked.
The two vampires chuckled.
"We actually want to be your friend because we want to... It's nice having a Werewolf as a mate and a strong one at that"
The second vampire said with a smile while he looked at the first one too.
"Really? It's weird being friends with you guys and I'm not strong, y'all saw how my big bro knocked me out"
"Get used to being friends with us and Neville... His name causes fear In the rank, even Commanded Michel, he seems to be kinda scared of your brother... You look more jovial and friendlier than your brother"
One said.
"Whoa..." he muttered. "Tell me, is my brother evil? Like evil evil, like a villain?"
Scott asked.
"He's not evil... He's a fucking brutal creature... Also, he is the Supreme One personal bodyguard"
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"What's your name?"
Scott asked the first vampire, the one who had brought him.
"I'm Travis,"
Travis answered.
"I'm Authur..."
The one who Scott knocked down chipped in too with a smile and Scott beamed with a smile.
"I am Scott..."
Scott introduced, not wanting to add 'Mathias' to it since everyone seemed to know who Mathias was.
He already figured out that Travis only followed the supreme one's order, he didn't really know who their bloodline was.
Something bothered his mind, though he had initially hidden it under his smile but he was still pestered by it.
Neville was the Supreme one personal bodyguard?
Neville apparently doesn't seem to be the warming elder brother he had known and he must surely meet him. Their first encounter had been so bad that he'd ended up with a broken arm.
"Where is my brother?"
He asked.
By now, they had just walked out from the Healer's house and were already seeing soldiers patrolling the castle looking at him with disdain.
"He's hardly seen in the kingdom, always carrying out important missions, with the order from the Supreme One"
Authur muttered.
Scott was once again thrown into the world of emptiness as he wallowed in his thoughts on Neville and suddenly, he bumped into someone and he jolted back in fear.
Suddenly, two royal guards of princess Cara quickly grabbed Scott for committing a great sacrilege but Travis and Authur jumped in to stop them.
There was a standoff between Scott's new two best friends and the royal guards.
"Dismiss!"
Princess Cara ordered and in a flash, they all dispersed except for Scott.
"Princess"
"You owe me an apology..."
"I'm sorry... I... I just didn't see you coming"
Scott answered.
"I guess you now have two loyal friends..."
Cara said, ignoring his apology.
"Yeah, They are new friends, it's strange making friends with vampires..."
He muttered.
"Finding two loyal opposite friends who are ready to defile the law for you is rare, keep them... Protect them, even if it costs you your life..."
"You are scaring me"
Scott muttered, his voice wavering... The way he had seen his now new friends ready to fight their kind for him is what he still couldn't understand.
"Errr.... I'm actually joking though..."
Princess Cara said with a wide grin and playfully hit Scott in the chest.
Scott smiled, but he quickly composed himself...
Suddenly, Scott felt something fast approaching and reflexively, he pulled Cara sideways and turned, deflecting the jaw breaking punch aiming for his head with his right hand, making sure he didn't meet with the fist and a huge gust of wind blew past his face, throwing three unlucky vampires away..
"You are quick to learn... Nice defending their brother"
Neville's husky voice replaced the tense atmosphere.