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Percy's POV

"No..." Both Sophia and Sapphire solemnly whisper from her lips.

All heads slowly turn to her line of sight and I gasp as my eyes come to contact with the most beautiful female I have ever seen since Sapphire.

Looking at her hair, blond as mine, skin a mix of mine and Sapphire's, her gold orbs as Sapphire's with blue specks and violet colors swirling in them meaning her second form is in control. I know right then that this specimen of beauty is non-other than my now seventeen-year-old...

...daughter...

And she looks every bit like her mother from her slightly wavy hair to her brightening by the second blue speckled golden orbs swirling with Violet, the blue in her eyes enough to tell me that she has inherited my lineage's power and so is a hybrid like her mother, Only she is half vampire and half a hybrid of Sapphire just like in my mother's vision. An escaped strangled sob breaks me from my stupor and I am met with Sapphire's striking golden orbs.

"Please let them go....you can have me inst_" I hear my daughter begin to say_

"No!...you can have whatever you want don't take her!"

I shout furiously, begging the tides of Kendros to heed to my desire to protect my beloved and my maturing vampling.

"Well well well, what do we have here or for the lack of reference who do we have here." Mythia musses as she pays intent attention to Violet...knowing my wife she listened to me and I know she named my daughter as per my wishes.

"Not my baby please no... please..." Sapphire whimpers shaking her head vigorously.

"Kill him" Mythia whispers and all inferno breaks loose, Sapphire's form setting ablaze and her hair turns snow-white floating amid air.

"No!...take me! You want me! Their daughter!" Violet cries out with tears streaming down her cheeks, making my 'other' stir within me, the portion wearing off.

But before I can do anything, my father withdraws his laser beam and casts it down to the floor making Mythia's manic look cast upon us as to why I'm still alive.

"Your portions may work to severe my will but you forgot one thing...I'm a Royal vampire a direct descendant of Kendros vampire bloodline. My ties to my kind refuse to let them die at my hand."

I look in awe at the man before me. knowing that he is still in there...

It all happens so fast that one minute my father is on his feet then the next second his body lays heartless on the ground, like literally heartless. Mythia stands over him with his heart in hand. She must have cut him up in nanoseconds and retrieved his heart, how did she... Her bond to my father!..damn it..my father...

"I was getting tired of him anyways" Mythia shrugs as if speaking of some piece of clothing that has gone out of fashion.

I feel a warm body press unto me as I fall on the floor, the sparks telling me that it is Sapphire and under that light, I hug her tightly and close to heart while she utters sweet and comforting words to me.

"I'm so sorry my love....I'm sorry"

I feel her warm tears fall on my neck where her face is now buried at. I want so badly to tell her how much I've missed her and how much I love her but it all gets stuck in my throat as I try to voice it out. My heart continues to constrict as it dawns on me that my father is no more, I have lost him for good...

I make a sharp 180 turn and wait for the laser beam I had seen aimed at Sapphire to make contact with my body but it never comes. Sapphire gives a sharp intake of air and turning around I also gasp at the sight before my eyes.

Violet is in her goddess form clad in iron armor with a sword, similar to the one Sapphire draws from her natural armor, peeking through Mythia's chest and the edge dripping with blood as black as the night without a moon.

"Thronos shall bathe in the blood of your people"

she whispers as her breath leaves and her eyes turn red while her body convulses before it turns black then to ash.

I pale as her words register to me and my mind begins piercing pieces and pieces together trying to grasp reality from the nightmare that's wakened from the witch's last words.

...Thronos shall bathe in the blood of your people...