CHAPTER LV
Rachael stares into his dark eyes.
Eyes that show nothing but emptiness.
A soul consumed in a sea of malicious intentions.
He caused her parents death.
Rachael tosses away the gun and pulls out Nightmare.
He charges at her and she swings at him.
He dodges her attack and kicks her stomach.
He punches her face and she falls to the ground.
Rachael's head hurt from his fist and she receives a strong migraine.
"You brought my damn dagger to the show.
Do you really think someone like you can hurt me?".
A silver stake drives into his shoulder.
Dracula turns and jerks his assailant by the neck.
Lucas legs rise above the ground as Dracula holds him by the neck.
He throws Lucas towards Rachael and their bodies clash against each other.
Gabriel feels the force around his body loosen and he forces himself off the stone.
He rushes to Samuel's side.
He shakes his twin to wake up and he does.
Samuel places a firm grip around his brother's neck.
He pushes him and stands up from the stone.
His eyes are black as coal.
"Lucifer," Gabriel mumbles.
"This is the end," he stretches a hand forward and a force presses Gabriel against the stone.
Gabriel glance at the witches as his possessed brother holds him to the stone.
Marcel appears in front of the satanic witches.
He smiles right before he snaps her neck and glares at the other.
The second satanic witch runs around the altar.
Samuel begins to feel dizzy as Mary's spell steals away at his faculties.
"Fight it," Gabriel says.
"No, he is mine," Lucifer claws at Samuel's psych.
Breaking the world around him as reality fades before his eyes.
His muscles stiffen as his brain overflow with signals.
His legs go weak and he falls on top the corpse between the stones.
"This is the worst way to wake up," Samuel grunts.
He lies numb beside the corpse.
His eyes stare into the dead eyes of the creature as a fly travels between their faces.
"Disgusting,".
"Are you alright?" Gabriel asks.
Marcel turns his eyes to the twins at the altar and shifts his gaze to Mary.
The witch John brought to counter Dracula's spell.
He stares at the two moons as they are halfway through their separation.
He runs over to Mary, killing a vampire on his way.
Mary's eyes flicker as she chants her spell, clueless to his presence.
His breath brushes her neck and his fangs pierce through her skin.
He sucks hard on her neck and blood waters his tongue.
It trickles down her neck as she shivers against his cold hands.
He sucks hard and she groans in pain.
He throws her to the ground and turns to the twins.
His eyes filled with a slaughterous glare.
He raises his hands into the air and begins to speak incantations.
He walks closer to the altar as he recites a new spell.
Elma sees Mary on the floor and charges towards Marcel.
She pounces on him and bites his shoulder.
Marcel groans in pain and struggles to remove the vampire.
Her blond hair falls on his face and rubs his lips.
He throws her off and continues his spell.
She hisses and attacks the older vampire.
He catches her and throws her into the wall of burning corpses.
Marcel chants his spell loudly as the flames engulf the wall.
Gabriel screams in pain as voices scream into his ears.
Unknown words echo through his ears and torture his mind.
Samuel begins to get a hold of himself.
He groans as he struggles to his feet.
Just beyond the wall of fire, he can see Marcel chanting a spell and he looks down at his brother who is in agony.
"Smeagle," Samuel grunts.
A shot to his shoulder stops him from his spell and he screams in pain.
He falls on one knee as Elena aims an auto-mag at him.
Marcel screams as blood soaks his jacket and smoke comes out of his wound.
"What the fuck are you doing?" she asks as she studies her aim.
"My wife and child," he says.
His eyes glittering with surrender until the fire gives way to the roar of the sphinxes.
They roar out into the dark as they both stand up and all eyes turn to the altar.
Gabriel pushes one of the stones down as the two moons say their goodbyes.
After killing a few interruptive mortals, Dracula turns his eyes to the altar.
A sharp pain in his back calls his attention.
Marcus shoots at the Count until they face each other.
Marcus throws an already opened grenade at the immortal.
It explodes and it's flames consume him.
Byron jumps into the air and transforms his body into that of a beast.
A black werewolf with blood red eyes.
He pounces on Samuel and they fall off the altar.
In a glance, Gabriel sees Elena fall to the ground and Marcel zoom off into the dark and out of sight.
Traitor.
Marcus runs to Rachael's side.
"Are you alright?" he asks.
Her head hurts and her eyes spin.
She hugs herself as the pain in her chest seeps deeper.
Blood streams down on Lucas face.
He pushes himself up as he struggles to maintain consciousness.
"The silver blade didn't work," he breathes hard.
"Don't worry. I killed him," Marcus claims.
"We have the advantage but more werewolves are coming," one of Marcus's men says.
He looks over at his sister who holds her broken hand in pain.
"Take her back," he orders.
Byron bites Samuel on his hand and drags him like a chew toy.
He throws him against the floor and observes him.
His blood red eyes gapes with craze and hunger.
Samuel slowly stands up and dust his Brioni tux and throws it to the side.
He folds his sleeves and his dark eyes turn to a bright blue.
Fur begins to grow on his face and hands.
"I can do that too," claws stick out of his hands.
He roars and attacks the werewolf.
Byron tries to catch him with a bite but the sphinx is swift and eludes the werewolf.
He hurts Byron with a series of punches and Byron retaliates with a smack to the face.
His paw covers one side of Samuel's face and he stumbles.
He gets to his feet before Byron can take advantage.
Samuel roars and claws at Byron's face.
He retreats a few distance and stands on two feet.
Samuel can hear Byron spine crack as they take a new shape.
The werewolf stands over 9 feet tall and stares down at the 6 foot sphinx.
He growls and kicks him away.
Samuel's shoulders expands and tighten his shirt.
Horns tear through his forehead and his fur become thicker.
Thick brown fur cover his body and wings tear the back of his shirt.
He roars.
The two monsters charge at each other.
Byron attacks and Samuel catches his two hands.
His wings flap hard and lift them above the ground.
He throws the werewolf and lands on Byron's chest.
His claws dig into Byron's shoulder and tear through his hairy skin.
He snarls and groans in pain and Samuel bites his shoulder.
Byron howls and digs his claws into the sphinx's back.
Samuel roars in pain and flies above the werewolf.
He dashes through the air, tearing Byron's skin with his claws as he hovers around him.
Samuel drops on the werewolf and presses him against the floor.
He claws at his neck and blood gushes out.
Byron kicks and struggles until he doesn't.
His wings return into his back and his fur retract into his body.
Gabriel looks around as the earth begins to cave in at different locations.
Ghouls come out of the ground to add to Dracula's forces.
"We have to retreat," John shouts in a hazy state.
The tear gas begins to affect him as well.
"You won't be retreating anywhere.
You and all these other monsters," Marcus glares at the immortals.
Two of Marcus's men carry a radio-like device and place on the ground.
"On the stereo," he orders and they turn on the device.
It creates a shrieking noise, hurting the immortals in the area.
The ghouls wriggle and scream as they try to run.
John screams as he falls to his knees.
"What are you guys doing?" Rachael questions.
"We are taking them out," Marcus says.
He looks to John, finally ready to end the vampire but a roar from Gabriel pulls his attention.
He saunters as his eyes watch the old hunter.
"Goodbye," he mouths.
Marcus Tremblay does not understand until it is too late.
Dracula appears from the dark and sinks his teeth into the old man.
He snaps his neck and his body drops to the ground.
Lucas screams in shock as he watches his brother's corpse fall.
Dracula's clothe is tattered from the grenade attack.
His burnt face begins to regenerate and return to the handsome face that it was.
"Kill me?
The audacity is vexing," he says.
"I agree, son".
Their eyes turn to the destroyed altar and the sphinxes recognize the corpse at the altar.
A woman with dirty hair and mud on her body.
The tips of her finger are black as night and her teeth are dark and dirty.
The armored guards who stayed out of the fight come forward as everyone pauses.
The satanic witch comes out of her hiding.
She bows and greets, "Hail to the King of the underworld.
Welcome, Lucifer".