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NewBlood

Playing an ordinary game online to a world that is old and forgotten, exists under the scope of the world as we know it today, a world that has lasted for centuries.

Domswisu · Fantaisie
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127 Chs

Chapter 105

Standing in front of us she looked at us feeling ashamed that she was the cause of this. "No reason Sam to feel that way," I said with sympathy. "We are here together because of you. This family, our breed, is something that has never been before. We are unique, but we must stick together for if one of us falters then we all fall. So please make a call Sam because we need to know what might be instore for us. Plus let us hit this straight on and see what happens." I said smiling warmly.

After a few hours had passed, I was awoken by Daria as I took a little nap in our bed. Tagem the words whispered in my ear with the soft touch of her lips nibbling on my earlobe. "We have a meeting in twelve hours in China. Samantha just received the information ." Taking a deep breath knowing that this could be horrific in so many ways. "OK let's get ready and make this happen."

On the plane that was chartered by the family's organization, we arrived in China under the cover of night. Disembarking the plane, the feel of a chill in the air woke me up instantly. Waiting down below on the tarmac a black tinted limo waiting for us. All we could do was wait and see while we drove through the city of Shenzhen with a population of over twelve million and by what I could tell a few towns until we reached our destination. A man opened the door to the Limo we stepped out to see a historic house in Grand condition but dimly lighted. Lead by the driver of the car, he walked us inside the house. The door opened as we approached for another man held it open as we entered. A small mudroom is what I would have called it, especially for six people to fit in. Instead of walking into the next room, the room moved downwards. The two men with us never looked directly at us for I guessed ordered not to.

By what Sam has told us all, males are the lesser forms in this culture. "The Culture is my way of saying demons, vampires and whatever else is out there." It just seems like a more mature way of saying freaks of nature.

Reaching the designated floor we came to a stop, the doors opened as two young ladies waited for us. Dressed in red flowing dresses, see-through showing the form of their bodies by the candlelight behind them looking like some very thin silk. They bowed ever so slightly to Samantha for I knew it was not towards me. I let Samantha take the lead until I chose for her not to speak for on behalf of the family. Escorted, we entered a room the size of a school gymnasium. Candles everywhere, paintings of a woman barely dressed if anything at all, and a chair or throne of where the head priestess sits to judge.

Doors opened from behind the chair a few dozen feet away from us lights brightened as twenty women walked into the room. The high priestess walking in last as her red and black dress flowed over her with a veil covering her face as she made her grand entrance. A little show to exhibit dominance.

High Priestess of the Demonic Demon Clan!" was yelled out by one of the ladies in the room. The room bowed hearing the name including my girls.