Chapter IV

"Hello," I answered the phone. "Angie? Angela?"

"Yes! I'm sorry. Jessica was trying to talk to me at the same time." Angela replied.

"Alright. What's up?" I ask

"Uhh. Where are you?" She asks.

"Seattle, I'll be a few days," I tell her.

Angela begins to pout over the phone. "I want to go out tonight. There's this new movie, and it's definitely our type of entertainment."

"Well, take the Gran Torino and go. Tell Alice the keys are on my wall. Better yet, invite Rosalie and Alice."

"You know Rosalie doesn't like me."

"She doesn't know you. That's the condition if you want the car. Figure it out. I have to go." I ended the call then straighten myself up before walking into Tycho Incorporated.

Tycho Incorporated is a Thirty million dollar a year tech firm. I know, too small for the greatness of the tech industry. But that's good because my plan isn't just offering some random people money-making ideas.

The inside of the building was excellent, with polished floors and a single reception desk. A security guard with an untamed beard and three hundred pounds of fat watched the monitors.

"Give me a visitor pass. Obediah Sanguine, CEO of the Balobedu Corporation." I compelled the guard and he moved to carry out my orders.

Once I received my pass, I took my time exploring the company, getting to know some of the employees. I wanted to get a good grasp of the work environment.

I was having a good chat with two programmers named Lori and Bill when the department head arrived with security.

I held out a folded piece of paper. On the paper, I wrote: For the shareholders. I sat in the waiting area for a while until the man I had come for appeared.

"Mr.Sanguine, I apologize for this treatment. Would you please follow me?" asked Fredrick Lit, the Ceo of Tycho.

I nodded and followed him to his office. There, two women and a man were waiting.

"Abigail and Mason Smith. Linda Lit. What an honor to be meeting all four shareholders on such short notice."

"You know us?" Mason asked.

"Of course. You're in possession of my company. Let's make this short and sweet. You are in the midst of making a 2 year deal with Lang Pharmaceuticals. Sealing them your Graphene Chips." I announced information stolen by myself days ago.

"You plan to use this deal to fund your move into the cybersecurity business, which explains the big paycheck you cut for Malcolm Yaslov, a bright mind from Washington State. I say, don't. I say, sell me 96% of Tycho's shares at double the market price and let me take over the company. New name, new capital, same team."

"Haaa!" Linda exclaimed. "He's fucking insane, and so is the equation that you all think is the future."

"The Graphene Chip is child's play. And when I'm finished, one percent of Tycho will be worth 400% more than its current value. You take the deal in the next sixty seconds. I buy you out, and then we start work. eight seconds..." I declare.

I could compel them but there are a dozen more companies like Tycho. What I want is a group of smart people. Graphene was discovered a year ago, and the modern world hand no idea where to take it from there besides their limitless theories.

"16"

I didn't have to read their minds. Their faces said everything. Besides Linda, they all believed in the possibility of graphene chips and graphene applications as a whole in the tech industry.

"32"

"Deal," said Mason. He was the one addicted to chicks with dicks almost as big as mine. His coke problem was also growing. The only people I wanted were Fredrick and Abigail. They were smart and having an affair.

"We have a deal," Abigail spoke and gave the nod to Fredrick. So dominate and open, by the look on Linda's face, she knew they were fucking.

"Linda, it's time for you to make a decision. I can give you your shares worth, and then you can leave. Why stay and be humiliated for a company you don't believe in? How about you take that job at Johnson Prep." I tell her.

Fredrick frowned and looked at his wife. " Johnson Prep. Did Allen offer you the job?"

This was getting good. So I instigated. "How'd you know? Allen offers her a senior position every time they talk."

"You're talking to Allen again?" Fredrick asked.

All I had to do is watch them implode. This was the power of knowledge and the dangers of a connected and unprotected world.

Apparently, everyone knew of Mason's desires, Mason knew his best friend was fucking his wife, and Linda was stuck in a prenup. It was a lot of bullshit, really. But in the end, I happened to like Mason the most.

After contracts were drawn up and signed, Mason took everyone out. Linda, however, collected her money and went on her way. Intimate chains were broken that day.

The happiest of them all was Mason. The man could now be free since his favorite people knew about his secret life. Though they had betrayed him, he didn't mind much simply because he liked having them around and he had long fallen out of love with his wife.

We now sat in a gay bar that reminded me of Florence in its prime. I couldn't help but think of Leonardo. He would have loved the place. He always had eccentric tastes.

While a beautiful transwoman was talking up Mason, Abigail and Fredrik wanted to know my plans for the graphene chip.

I had just bought them for double their worth and they were still thinking of business. I couldn't help but laugh. The world was more money-driven than it had ever been in history.

" Database servers," I told them.

"What?" Abigail asked.

"Database Serves, the most high-powered servers on the market. We'll take our hardware and create servers. Then we'll use the team you've already built to created the highest level of cyber security to protect them. Two things come from this, security and processing power. Every company and government in the world wants it." I explained

"Why not leap straight to the top?" Asked Abigail. " You could have sold your knowledge to the highest bidder and be set for life."

"I want my foundation to rival that of families and organizations that have been running the world for centuries. Start purchasing supplies and running background checks on everyone. You also need to hire a better security firm. No, I'll handle the security firm. Tomorrow, I'll have a year plan sent to you both. Mason will be my liaison."

"Mason?" Fredrick asked in disbelief.

"Why not?" I replied, "You're fucking your best friend's wife and didn't even apologize when he said that he knew. And Abigail, you're fucking your husband's best friend, but the worst part is, I've seen what's in your head..."

Abigail is an ambitious woman who thought Tycho would be holding one of the top three company spots in Seattle by now. She is 28 years old, and her life agenda had her a year away from being a millionaire and debt-free.

"Get under the table suck me off. If you can swallow my load, I'll make you CEO, and you can lead our push to the top." That was my offer, but I was also making a point. The only loyal one amongst them was Mason. And no matter what Abigail whispered in Fredrick's ear, she would suck my cock to be the face of Tycho.

Fredrick looked at her with a face of disbelief. He knew her well enough to know she was contemplating my offer.

" 4 seconds left," I tell her.

Abigail smiled at Fredrick with a shrug. She then disappeared below the table, and I soon felt slender fingers fishing my manhood from pants. A moment later, I could feel the warm wetness of her mouth, struggling to take me in. A woman like her rarely fell to her knees to give suck cock. On the contrary, she was a woman who forced men to their knees and buried their faces between her thighs.

Abigail is a petite woman, but she didn't let her small stature stop her from putting in the boundless effort as she tried different techniques to further my pleasure. That was the true might of her big personality.

I look over at the stuck Fredrick and could see he finally knew what it felt like to see another man's cock in his woman's mouth.

"You see, Fredrick. Abigail won't stop until every last drop of my spunk has wet her tongue and filled her belly. Because no love can compare to her ambition. I will never trust a man like you, but you're talented, so you can stay. Mason will be the only one in contact with me, Abigail will be the new CEO, occasionally my little plaything judging by how much work she's putting in down there. I even think she's touching herself now."

And like I foretold, Abigail didn't stop. She licked and sucked me as she buried three fingers in her cunt, working herself through a few orgasms. Our booth smelled of pussy and alcohol for the next half hour.

When Mason, returned. I told him of the new arrangement and had the courtesy to tell him that his wife had finally managed to fit me in her throat. Though he didn't mind as he had cock of his own to satisfy him for the night.

When Abigail was too spent and didn't manage to fulfill her side of the deal, she offered me two more holes to use for the same reward. I accepted, but first, she joined me as we went to a nightclub run by a vampire.

"I've heard of this place. Many of the interns come here. I didn't think this was your scene." Said Abigail.

I didn't pay any mind to her as I led her into the nightclub. We had a good time there. We danced, and she drank while I looked around and examined many vampires. But it was said that most were mediocre. Like Rosalie and Emmet, vampires had enhanced beauty and strength. A few of my targets were faster than most like Edward. But all in all, they were the run-of-the-mill vampires.

The men and women who partied with them were just fang bangers looking for a good time and hoped to be turned. So to make my night worth it, I performed my first spell in centuries.

I went through a hand movement, and the club doors locked. Then I mutter an incantation that released a light fog from my body. As everyone breathed it in, they become hot and bothered. They sought each other's touch and lost all concept of shame as the night of debauchery began.

The club was soon filled with moans and the smell of sex.

I then took what was offered to me and stripped Abigail bare. I didn't have to do anything but align my rod with her soaping lips and thrust forward until I hit her deepest point.

So petite and light, I carried her as her body thrashed under the attack of her orgasm. I showed no mercy as I began to move, using her as a pleasure doll. Her juices gushed forth under my supernatural pressure. When my lips found her large erect nipples, I licked and sucked them, sending her mind further into the deep end.

Laying Abigail down on the table, I turned her over and lifted her ass up. Covered in her creamy fluids, I worked her until her little pink asshole gave way to my cock, creating the perfect sleeve.

Diving into her mind to coax her back, I discovered I was the first to use her ass and began to make the memory unforgettable.

Fucking her without limit, I held her arms behind her back as her small breast bounced freely. My large balls smacked against her tender cunt as she squirted stream after stream of her naughty nectar. I pumped her ass with my full length while it creamed like a second pussy. Abigail released screaming moans of euphoria and slurred for more like a cock drunk slut.

When her body had finally reached its limit, I emptied my load in each of her welcoming holes. She tried to keep it from spilling, but her gaping holes wouldn't allow it. But when she tastes my sweet spunk, she was more than happy to reach between her legs and spoon feed the divine batter into her mouth to savory every drop.

As I sit naked and free, I watch as the nightclub is turned into a blood bath, but even the fatal bites cause moans of pleasure from hopeless humans. I suddenly catch something moving in peripheral vision. I look to my left and see a young man putting his hand through a door in an attempt to escape.

"What an interesting turn of events," I tell myself.

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After I got Abigal home, I sat in a late-night Cafe across from a young man named Aaron Moore. Aaron is a Caucasian-Asian American sophomore at Seattle University. He's looking to be a biologist to understand the abilities that he first awakened during his time in middle school. Just looking through his mind, I could tell he was a decent researcher.

Aaron had conducted many studies to gauge the limits of his power. He could walk through anything except lead. He even taught himself to incorporate some of his abilities into his fighting. However, he knew nothing more than brawling.

"You have two options, I can erase your memories of tonight, and you go back to your life. Or, you can disappear with me and use your powers alongside people like us. No one cares where your powers came from. The fact is that you have them and shouldn't waste them."

Aaron stares at me, and his mind is full of memories of the recent blood bath. I could see he was still trembling.

"Will I become strong like you?" he asked. A memory of me ripping a vampire in half to save him came to the forefront of his mind.

"Would you like that? To be strong like me?"

The tremble stoped. Aaron looked me in the eyes and nodded. I needed talent, and this boy was grade A talent. So, of course, I said, "Then welcome to the Royal Coven."

Aaron smiled and then quietly sipped his Tea. "So, what are you exactly? What am I?"

"Let's start with you. I consider you and people like you, witches. Your innate ability is just a building block. While you walk through walls, others can read minds, see the future, control elements, and can fly. All of these are branches of magic. This magic comes from your genes, passed down from ages long forgotten or reduced to myth." I explained.

"So, I can possibly acquire more abilities?"

"In theory. Witches have something called magical aptitude. You can display abilities but that doesn't mean that you have the talent to be successful in magic. Walking through walls may be all you're ever able to do."

"But doesn't hurt to try," said Aaron.

I nodded, "you're right."

"So you can do it too, right? Magic?" Aaron asked.

I smirk, My hand twists and a small flame appears. A moment later it extinguishes. "I can teach you a few things," I tell him, "But you need to know the whole story first. I'm not a free ride to a better life. Yes, things can be better, but work will be required."

"Let me have it," said Aaron.

Sometime later, I sat across from Aaron as the boy tried to comprehend vampires' existence and everything else that goes bump in the night along with my status as an ancient vampiric progenitor sorcerer prince.

I did lay it on thick, but this Aaron guy had a good mind on him. I gave him all of the time that he needed.

As I waited, I sifted through the pictures that Angela had sent me. Once I saw a picture of Rosalie, Alice, and Angela, I chuckled a bit when I notice a smile hidden just under Rosalie's resting bitch face. After a few more outings, I was sure that Rosalie would open up and show a new side of herself.

It seemed like everyone had a good night. Putting my phone away, I then looked at Aaron.

'Well, not everyone.' I corrected my thoughts. The body was still in a state of shock.

The next day, things got really busy. I had to find a law firm to contract, a house in Seattle for business, Then I had to take a bit of time to get Tycho in order along with any paperwork and legal matters that need my attention.

Once Abigail had my reconstruction plan, I left. She was more than capable of running the company. And as long as she followed the business plan, I didn't mind what she did.

But after spending the day with Aaron, going into more detail about the supernatural, I received a call that reminded me how incompetent humans were, especially the fuck toy that calls herself Abigail. While running the company wasn't a problem, her negotiation skills were lackluster.

To make things go smoother, I decided to hire the ultimate negotiations team when I returned to Forks. Though they were also lesser creatures, they weren't as bad as humans.

On the third day, Mason and I got acquainted and I began to educate him on the secret world as well. But most importantly, I educated him on his new duties as my liaison. From that point on, my time in Seattle went easily. With Aaron and Mason at my back, I could be in three places at once.

Aerospace, Energy, and the Automotive industries were the next to be touched by the Balobedu Corporation after acquiring three companies. Once everything was wrapped up, My law firm was left to do due diligence to make sure the companies were in order before I slapped my name on it. But this was mostly for appearances as I had bought everyone out on the spot.

My coffers in a course of a week dropped from 197 Billion US Dollars to 195.4 Billion US Dollars. But the returns were promising. Thankfully, the program I wrote was actively protected me. During the virtual raid, while spoofing my location, I left pieces of my program in servers around the world, now working together to combat the authorities looking for the missing money. To them, I appeared to be a part of a global group.

In reality, I'm just an old man in small-town Forks, Washington. With most of my business finished, I returned to Forks with a boxes files and two henchmen.

When we finally arrived at the Cullens' house, I had Mason and Aaron pack my things to prepare for my move. I, on the other hand, was met with a sleeping Angela.

"What the hell is she doing here?" I asked the room.

Carlisle and Esmee were already gone. Though, Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper were all present. The school was out for the day, and the four Vampires planned to head out to go do couples' stuff.

"It was fun." Said Rosalie, referring to the night a few days ago. "She's a lot more mature than most, that's for sure. She just opened up, and by the time we got back, she was passed out. But then she stuck around."

"She and her other personality have been here for days. She also goes to school with us." Emmett added, "Obediah...I don't think that girl's safe to be around."

"Hmm. Her emotions are...Unstable. Her night personality is particularly troubling. She will make a dangerous newborn." Jasper added.

Alice put her hand on Jasper's arm, silencing him.

I chuckled. With a friend like Jessica and the few others that seemed to be prudish and childish, I wasn't surprised that Angela enjoyed her time with women who have over 100 years of experience and not a shameful bone in their bodies. It would also explain while she stuck around.

"I'm aware of the situation. Thank you, for taking care of her." I spoke while brushing aside the long locks of hair over her face, tucking them behind her ear.

"So, how was Seattle?" Alice asked.

"Oh, you couldn't see?" I asked.

I knew she couldn't. I didn't want her to. Alice's ability at her current level relied heavily on mental connection. It's why it was called Subjective Precognition. All I had to do was block out my mind and her vision would go black.

"You know I couldn't. Everything was just black like you were dead." Said Alice.

"I could have been." I teased.

"Nothing can kill you," she replied.

Shit! That's right, the sword. Where did I put it? Where would it be now? I then had an epiphany. I opened my mind and decided to find my sword. I then look at Alice with a smirk.

"Alice..." I sing, "Did you see anything?"

"Odin's Statue from the ancient Uppsala." She replied.

"Ancient Uppsala. Isn't it still a great territory ruled by the descendant of Gyda Ragnarsdottir?" I asked.

"No. The place was destroyed by the Christians. Territory divided, and the temple guards were destroyed. " Emmett spoke up.

"And how do you know this? History did record such a thing."

"Elsewith of Wessex. You took her when she crossed the lands of Mercia in secret. She was on her way to marry the King of Wessex, Alfred." Emmett replied.

"So she lived. I wonder who else survived the Uppsala Coven." I thought aloud.

"Beside Elise, They all drink human blood. So, Elise separated from them long ago. And no one calls it the Uppsala Coven. The name is actually forbidden by the Volturi." Emmett finished.

Physical Allure, Charm, and Enhanced strength, I'm not surprised Elsewith survived. After I took her, I broke Wessex that month and gave Kinh Alfred a Mercian queen with strong pagan roots. It was fun for a while, but when the south began to develop, I left. The Scandinavians started to lose battles, and the Christians retook their lands.

"Where is she now?" I ask.

"She is returning with Edward. She's a part of the Denali Coven in Alaska." Said Alice.

"How convenient. Where is the statue of Odin?" I ask.

"In the British Museum archives. We saw it a decade ago during an exhibit. Why is it important?" Alice asked.

"I hid something in it before I went to war against the Turks. Organizations of Arcane knowledge were everywhere. The Volturi was involved, and the children of Romulus despised me. It was a rough time. I really enjoyed it."

Angela suddenly moans in her sleep as she turns over.

"It must have been the alcohol still punishing her." said Rosalie, "She drank again last night."

I move to the couch and pull her onto my lap. Gently stroking her hair, I soothe her mind, and her body releases tension.

"Could you tell us about those times? The Dark Era?" Jasper asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "The Dark Era?"

"Yes, that's what humans call it. So much war and death that records were lost, family lines were broken, it's an incomplete time for England and Scandinavia. Then Italy followed, and the Vatican was nearly destroyed along with the Ottoman empire." Jasper explained.

"Don't forget the crusades, it was a total blood bath!" Emmet added.

I produce a light chuckled and added, "Don't forget the Medici's were going to become royalty. They had flying machines and tanks. Armor stronger than tungsten, all courtesy of Leonardo Davinci, their Master of War. And Vladimir Dracul, the Grandmaster of Forge and Fire."

As a Blood Lord, I never really dwelled on my age, as it never physically reflected. But mentioning those sweet memories of my wild, whimsical behavior, I felt old. The next moment Aaron and Mason appeared to announce they were finished.

"Sorry, Jasper, maybe next time. " I tell him. "By the way, This is Mason, my Personal Assistant for my new business and future newborn. And Aaron here is also a potential newborn. You should all get used to them."

"What new business is this?" Rosalie asked with interest.

"A new Business that I need Jasper and Alice's help with. It's small, just to make some money. I don't plan to make gigantic." I tell lied. Alice knew better and Rosalie's gaze narrowed.

"Our help?" Alice asked.

"I'll tell you the details later. Tell Carlisle I said thanks for the loaner, but I have a new flat now. I'll invite you guys over when I get settled."

Jasper and Emmett were a bit disappointed they couldn't hear about the war stories. But Alice and Rosalie dragged them along. Apparently, there was a time limit on their little double date.

After I roused Angela from her sleep, I managed to get her in the car. Aaron drove the Hellrazor for me and we started our hour drive to the other side of Forks where my new home was located.