The Purge [VII]

Elder Tutto did not know whether to laugh or cry. In the situation in which he found himself, in which he could not even lift a finger, he felt helpless. But at that moment, he remembered something that 'that' entity told him when he gave him the poison.

< If you succeed to be a few centimeters away from the Clan Leader, and she's distracted, you can release the poison from its container towards her, throw it as fast as you can, so she can't evade, and you can take care of her.

Admitting that he has had it for years, but hasn't been able to use it, Elder Tutto tried to move his sleeves. Each Elder's wardrobe is ancient, but not for being, so it should look down on it, as each tunic they wear has many hidden pockets.

Trying to move towards one of them, Elder Tutto waited to make the quick move, seeing how the little girl engrossed in front of the Elder suffering on the floor, while his blood absorbed by the whip. Elder Tutto quietly listens to the sweet voice of the little girl.

"Elder Nunito, do you know what every human or supernatural creature suffered from, having their blood drawn and their life breath? Don't worry, you are experiencing it little by little..."

Not that she only focused her attention on Elder Nunito, but her peripheral vision allows her to see Elder Tutto's slight struggle, giving Dorian a subtle glance, which he understood, and moved slowly towards Elder Tutto.

But the latter did not see this coming. If he could, he would not try to play nice to them.

Deliberately, little Mara turned her back to Elder Tutto, which she used to her advantage.

Freeing his right hand, she took out a middle size container, but forgot that he must use both hands to open it, but not caring, he threw it with lid and all, 'Anyway the container is glass made, if I throw it at her, it's the same thing...'

But neither Elder Nunito on the ground suffering, nor Elder Tutto motionless a few centimeters away from little Mara, remember the oppression she showed at the ceremony, or how she made the converted son of the late leader Lana, Evan Rochester, run with his tail between his legs.

All that doesn't matter anymore. At that moment, Elder Tutto was putting it all on the table, gambling that the poison could 'kill' the Clan Leader. But before it reached her, Dorian intercepted the container. Without looking at it, he handed out to the little girl.

"Oh, this container... What is this?" Raising her eyebrows and her eyes full of curiosity, she saw that the transparent container contains a black substance inside.

"How disgusting! What is this, Elder Tutto?" Frowned little Mara as she shakes the container with both of her hands in front of the Elder's face, who turned pale. His eyes widened in disbelief.

'I failed! How can this be even possible!?' Realization came to him, and he gave Dorian a glare, 'What a meddler!'

Dorian shrugged, not caring what the Elder was shouting at him through his eyes.

The Guardian and Heinrich saw everything unfolded in front of them.

"Master, open the container carefully and pour the contents over the Elder, you'll see what happens..." Heinrich suggested, his voice shaking.

"I can't believe that substance still exists. It must be them..." the guardian murmured softly, but it was enough for little Mara to hear him.

The container couldn't avoid the little girl's curiosity, since she heard is the shaking voice telling her that her interest got picked. Paying no more attention to what the Guardian kept murmuring.

Little Mara wanted to do what Heinrich told her, but something deep inside her told her to only use a little of the substance.

And without further ado, she took a blade she hides in her waist, opened the bottle and took out some substance, giving Dorian the signal with her eyes. He immediately makes Elder Tutto knelt down in front of her.

Approaching step by step, terrified the Elder. His face was like that of a fish, struggling to breathe out of the water.

Just as his body was about to struggle to break free from Dorian's restraint. Little Mara moved quickly, and his neck got stabbed by the blade.

Everyone expected blood to come out of the wound, but what they didn't expect was what actually happened next.

The Elder broke free and crawled on the ground, saying incoherent things.

"No... No... No... Impossible... I don't want to die like this... No... Find... individual..."

Until strange sounds that would give anyone goosebumps replaced his words, except for little Mara, who was looking curiously at the Elder Tutto struggling with the unknown pain on the floor.

"What is it? And why no blood has come out of the wound, look at the blade that is stuck in your neck..." the little girl came closer to him and took the blade, her instinct told her at that moment to pull it out quickly, and she did...

Little Mara, dumbfounded because her instinct was right. If she waited a second longer the Elder would have bitten her. But her state was due more to Elder Tutto's appearance.

His eyes turned completely black; his teeth seemed to be rotten, excreting a most disgusting substance than the one in the jar. The claws turned black as well. His skin became paler, and the veins stood out, making him look creepy.

Little Mara saw this narrowed her eyes, and heard Heinrich's voice, "Master, that substance is something that a mysterious clan created, no one knows if they were demons or if they were another type of supernatural creature that has not registered in history, but this substance is very dangerous, it can make not only supernatural creatures turn into this, but humans as well....

The only difference is that the supernatural creature keeps its abilities..."

Just as Heinrich was about to continue, the Guardian spoke. "That substance, is what made me and my Clan hides away in the darkness... Little Master, you must kill the Elder as soon as possible, don't let it come in contact with anyone, much less with its fangs or claws..."

Understanding the seriousness of the matter, she signaled to Drake to move to finish it.

He drew his sword from its sheath, and a beautiful white blade with a single-sided edge graced those present. And with a single swing of it....

SWOOSH

Elder Tutto's head detached from his body.

"Burn it." The Guardian's deep voice echoed in her mind.

When Dante received the signal to move from her, it surprised him for a few seconds, but dashed forward.

Making a movement with his hands, he clenched his fists, and a white flame came out of them, making another movement as the flame from his hands reached towards the Elder's body. And in a few seconds, the body of the Elder vanished. Not even a trace of his ashes remained.

Understanding the severity of the matter, the trio-D and little Mara headed towards the masses behind them.

With an imposing and sweet voice, the little one ordered, "Nothing of what happened a few moments ago must discuss neither in private nor in public, whoever fails to comply with the order, will be executed on the spot, be aware that it can generate panic the fact that you witnessed today..."

This caused an uproar between the onlookers.

When she finished speaking, she gave the signal to the trio D, and they understood. Dorian, Drake and Dante rushed inside the building, and went ahead to wipe out the 250 vampires inside...

Heads flew off one after another, blood spilled inside the building... And the 250 vampires within the building. They didn't realize at what moment they died, because they were waiting for good news from both Elders.

Some died with their eyes wide open, showing their disbelief as they saw the white blades approaching their necks.

No one knows where the swords came from, but armed the trio D with one, the golden wielder, a beautiful white blade with a single-sided edge. But the tip of each are different, black, red and purple.

And so the two factions that tried to rebel disappeared. The only thing they left behind is a pile of corpses, another pile of heads and the building with the spilled blood of the rebels.

When the trio finished, they left the building with their suits still clean. If it wasn't for the blood on their swords, no one would know that they were the ones who killed 250 vampires.

Seeing that none of the onlookers left and were only left pale and some kneeling after the Clan Leader's words. Trio-D sneered. Drake gave them a comment that made them come to their senses and not go back to being 'busybodies', nor wanting to 'enjoy the show', ever again in their lives.

"Blame it on your busybodies, and dirty minds, you want to see fun, but not pay a price to do it? Dream on!"

With that, they left, and little Mara was more curious than pleased. The black substance could confer an Elder into an appearance of an unknown abomination. With the container in her hands, she headed for the library.

'Time to get some answers...'